Chapter 17 North Wind Guard?(2/2)
"Goodbye, the Wingdon Spear." Lin Feng spoke gently, although he felt reluctant in his eyes, he had to do this.
The figure flashed, and then the retreat ended.
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Bury the Winged Dragon Spear with the North Dragon Shou.
Lin Feng's actions made Jin Ji and Shi Zhixin stare at each other very much, and he was confused.
"Brother Lin, are you really here?" Jin Ji said in a daze.
"Yes, Brother Lin, this is a green-level treasure!" Shi Zhixin's beautiful eyes flashed.
Lin Feng smiled calmly and did not explain.
Peng! Kneel on the ground with both knees, bowed his head and kowtowed gently, with a pious expression.
"Senior Beilongshou, I have avenged your grudge for you." Lin Feng spoke gently, still feeling a little sad in his heart. If it weren't for him, Beilongshou would not have died. But since many things have happened and are difficult to recover, it seems that they were destined to be long ago.
"I know you still have a wish, here I promise you..."
"Do what I can and I will find him!"
Lin Feng closed his eyes and bowed his head deeply in front of Jilong Peak's grave.
I owe him too much!
In addition to Man Teng, he knew that Beilongshou had another wish, which was to spend a huge amount of witch coins to let Jin Ji paint the portrait. The person in the portrait must be someone Beilongshou wanted to find it but never found it. Now he can no longer do it, but he still has the strength to do it.
"Wow!" Standing up, Lin Feng suddenly felt a slight pressure.
He couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes lit up slightly, but he could no longer feel the pterosaur gun. As he was buried beside the owner, it was truly dead.
Lin Feng was moved and suddenly understood a lot when he looked ahead.
"I'm too focused on the inherent pattern of marksmanship."
"The gun arts of the Holy Lord Cloud Gun and Beilongshou are two different paths."
"Under the starry sky, the artistic conception of marksmanship may only be "forget the gun" and "enter the gun", but after the starry sky, the artistic conception of marksmanship is very likely to spread and has endless roads. Does the winged dragon spear leave, do it want to tell me..."
"I not only want to find a weapon that really suits me, but also one-"
“The way that is truly suitable for you!”
Lin Feng's eyes were bright.
Chapter completed!