"Zi Yao?" Lin Feng was lightly surprised.

I have an agreed time with Zi Yao, and now that I call at this time, it must be-

There is something.

But I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing?

Lin Feng pressed the answer button, and Zi Yao's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "Are you bothering your cultivation, Brother Lin?"

"It's fine. Lin Feng smiled, and he could hear it from Zi Yao's tone alone......

Presumably, a good thing.

Zi Yao smiled and said, "Brother Lin, good news, because the Titled Martial God was injured, Tianbao 'Ancient Ruins' vacated a place in May. Brother Lin, you will be able to enter tomorrow, and the originally scheduled quota for June will not be affected. ”

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a soft light, "Thank you, Zi Yao." ”

Zi Yao smiled and said, "Thank you for what I did, Brother Lin, it's your luck." That's it, see you tomorrow in the city in the sky. ”

"Hmm. Lin Feng nodded lightly, and his face was filled with emotion.

Obviously, this matter must have been carefully arranged by Zi Yao for herself.

Wounded?

There is no such coincidence in the world.

Even if there is really a titled martial god who is injured and withdraws, it should be the person who 'queues' behind him who goes first, how can he let himself cut the queue?

Best of all, it doesn't affect the places available in June.

"Xiexie, Ziyao. Lin Feng muttered softly.

Knowing that he had just become a martial god, Tianbao points were scarce, and he couldn't give it to himself, so he had to spare a big circle and secretly arrange it for himself.

How can you not be moved by this heart?

...

With a sweet smile, Zi Yao closed the fluorescent compass.

"You~~" Moon Emperor smiled. Shook his head.

"Thank you, sister. Zi Yao smiled, like a beautiful violet.

"Silly sister, I never wanted my sister to help you since I was a child, I didn't expect to ...... this time" Moon Emperor thought lightly, and his beautiful face like a fairy painting flashed a hint of indifference, "You help him like this." Does he know?"

Zi Yao shook her head slightly, her eyes glazed, "I don't want Brother Lin to know." ”

"Is it worth it?" the Moon Emperor's eyes lit up.

Zi Yao nodded heavily. The beautiful eyes reveal a touch of deep sweetness.

How can you pay for the person you like?

"I didn't expect that the most outstanding genius of the Purple Moon clan would fall in love once he fell in love. It's no different from ordinary people. The Moon Emperor laughed. This younger sister of her is far more talented than her, she has become a soul at the age of ten, and she is only fifteen years old this year, and she is about to break through to become a god.

"Sister!" Zi Yao said angrily.

The Moon Emperor smiled and shook his head, indeed, what is love?

The magic is so great......

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Ancient ruins of 'Tianbao'.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a faint luster, and before entering the 'Shaking Light Palace', he was indeed extremely eager for the 'Heavenly Treasure Point'.

A titled martial god, cultivating mental methods, cheats, weapons, and armor. Lingbao ...... There are all kinds of things, which one does not need to be purchased? The Martial Emperor level and the Title Martial God are like two different levels, and they are not related.

It can be said that there is no 'Tianbao point'. It's hard to move an inch!

But now......

"If you can earn more 'Tianbao points', it will naturally be beneficial and harmless. Lin Feng nodded.

What's more, this is Zi Yao's heart for herself.

"Maybe when the time comes, you can also use the 'Treasure Point' to buy some 'hidden' treasures. Lin Feng smiled suddenly, and remembered the 'Dragon Slaying Spear' on his body, a weapon that was only worth 6 Heavenly Treasure Points. In the 'Shaking Light Palace', it is the same grade as the 'Lin Huoqin' on his left hand!

Although its hidden secrets are not yet known, ......

Sooner or later it will be discovered!

"I don't know what the ancient ruins of the 'Heavenly Treasure' will be?" Lin Feng was curious.

"No matter what, I'm still going to make it a priority. ”...,