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Chapter 1683 My old man doesn't like her type(2/2)

"good."

Feng Lin nodded.

Under the leadership of Chi Zhonglian, they found the man in black robe from before.

Feng Lin greeted him with a smile, "Senior, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. We are our own people."

"Who are you and your own people?"

Chi Zhonglian turned around and glared at Feng Lin.

Feng Lin smiled and said nothing, took out a Coke and asked, "Senior, you should have seen the world, and know what this is, right?"

"Isn't this Coke? The drink on the other side."

The old man spoke.

"Sister, did you hear that?"

Feng Lin took another sip, "I've never seen the world."

"Shut up!"

Drink the lotus in the pond cold.

But she believed it in her heart, and the elder would definitely not lie to her.



On the way back, Feng Lin learned that the old man in black robe was named Du Qufeng.

He is a ninth-level master of Bishuiquan.

As for other news about Bishuiquan, Chi Zhonglian refused to talk about it.

But Feng Lin inquired a lot about the strange flow.

In a different land, having a different flow is also a proof of top power.

For example, Yin Yang Crusade has many running locations.

Top forces such as the Sun Clan or the Light Clan are also openly showing off their different sides.

These people are not afraid of others robbing them.

There are also some forces that are not very strong, and they discover different sides of the river by chance.

They choose to hide it from others.

If others find out about it, there will definitely be forces to snatch it away.

But there is another kind of flow, which is partnership type.
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