"Bullshit!"

Feng Chenglin suddenly thought of something, and suddenly threw Dieyi to nothingness.

"I know, Nothingness, is this your kid fooling me?!"

Yes!

It must be!

It must be this kid who made something he hadn't seen to fool him!

"Nothingness, you are so unkind! In order not to choose a weapon for me, just use such a thing to fool me? Let's not look at Ling Luoyu's face, but also look at my face, Feng Chenglin?"

Feng Chenglin became more and more angry, blushing and his neck thick.

"You tell me, we have been together for so long, what do I do to you? Except for the three young masters, I am the most sincere to you... It's okay for you to tease me with this stuff. Did your conscience feed the dog?! "

Nothing wronged face: "Master Feng, I..."

This is an unreasonable charge.

"This butterfly clothing is really a weapon. I have seen my ancestors use it...when it is used, it has no light!"

"Use it?" Feng Chenglin puffed his mouth: "What did the ancestor use it for?"

embroidered?

"Of course it was a murder! After drinking blood, it was red!"

Looking at the serious face of Nothingness, it seemed that he was not joking, and Feng Chenglin's dry fire was also suppressed a bit.

"This... blood on murder... is red?"

"of course!"

Void returned the butterfly clothes to Feng Chenglin.

"If you don't believe me, try it!"

Feng Chenglin took it suspiciously, but MMP in his heart

How to try?

"Didn't you say that you have to use mental energy for this stuff?"

"Yes!"

"...Where did my mental power come from?"

"...Cultivation!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What a nonsense!

"Nothingness, do you mean me again? On my ancestor's grave, there is no spiritual power, this wormwood!"

Are you kidding me?

Can anyone cultivate spiritual power?

"The one who can cultivate must be talented like the Third Young Master and Old Ancestor. I cultivate spiritual power?"

"Since Dieyi chose, there must be a reason!"

The emptiness is serious, his eyes are burning.

"If you want, I can help you cultivate... Back then, the ancestors also had apprentices. How to train them to cultivate spiritual power, I still have a little bit!"

"Cultivation practice!"

Feng Chenglin agreed very readily.

Anyway, if he cultivates this stuff, it will be his blessing.

If the end result is nothing, he won't suffer, and it will take some time at most.

And he is now in the chaotic realm, there is time!

Looking at the soft butterfly clothes in his hand, he couldn't help frowning again: "This little maggot... won't it be my weapon in the future?"

Butterfly clothes_

What is maggot?

Does someone have a name? !

Feng Chenglin shook Dieyi, feeling increasingly depressed.

"You said that the ancestors have so many weapons, why did they find me? Could it be...the same smell?"

Together with him, he looked like this little maggot, softly unable to support the wall? !

"Everything in the world has spiritual fate! This butterfly clothing has never come out since it was collected by the ancestor, so I almost didn't recognize it when I saw it!"

"That... nothingness, didn't you say that it looked like it was stained with blood? Then how did it... kill people!?"

Feng Chenglin swayed the butterfly clothes, without seeing its lethality.

Even if it becomes transparent, it is just a transparent thread.