Chapter 938 Lu Gong Consultation Five

Lu Zun was very tempted, but looking at Qin Molin, he was a little hesitant.

If his son was to worship this Su Duan as his teacher, he would have to be the enemy of Qin Molin and kill that Feng Xingying.

"Bah!" Big Mushroom started to disrupt the situation again: "What are you trying to say, do you think I don't know? You also told Zun Lu alone, you really think that our spirit beasts are so easy to deceive?

I heard that you coax and keep male pets all day long, in order to harvest yang and replenish yin, and absorb their spiritual power into yourself, I wonder, how can you humans allow scum like you to exist.

How are you now, so mad that you don't even let such a small child go?

Don't forget, the age of our spirit beasts is fifteen years old and still a baby. Are you going to let him practice evil arts? "

Not to mention, it's rare to see such a cute mushroom speaking a big truth in a serious manner, and it's quite a contrast.

Qin Molin even pinched Feng Xingying's face without hesitation.

Image, my image too!

Su Duan was very embarrassed when he was told about the central matter. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned. This time, he came here with the feeling of revenge for Su Qing.

Half of his spiritual power has been abolished, and he has dropped from the Spirit Sect to the first-order Spirit King, so it is impossible for him to be Feng Xingying's opponent.

And his grandfather was isolated from the world by Qin Molin's formation.

Now, Lu Zun may be his only chance.

Su Duan's heart slammed, and he retorted: "Even if you are right, no matter what method, at least I can make it survive. Can you?"

Lu Zun was heartbroken again.

Yes, it is rumored that his son has a life span of 20 years, but he knows in his heart that after some incorrect treatment attempts, he may only have one year of life expectancy.

He himself would rather die than practice this evil art, but his child, he does not want him to die.

"No, Daddy, Chen'er, don't practice evil and be a bad person." The child suddenly rushed towards Feng Xingying, and stretched out his small hand to grab the fleshy hand under the mushroom umbrella:

"Sister Mushroom, can you help me?"

Feng Xingying was not in a hurry to speak.

She held Lu Chen's wrist with her backhand, feeling the chaotic meridians in his body.

To tell the truth, this child was killed by his father!

His meridians were weak, but they were stuffed with all kinds of elixir, which could not be digested at all.

Of course, the symptoms of his congenital deficiency are indeed insoluble.

It's not that the doctors on the mainland are careless, it's that his terminal illness is what is called a catastrophe.

Lu Chen also stood beside Feng Xingying obediently, watching Feng Xingying quietly, with a loving smile on his face.

"Little satyr!" Qin Molin rolled his eyes at the boy.

Lu Zun loved his son eagerly, so he quickly stood in front of Qin Molin again, for fear that Qin Molin would suddenly attack his son.

Feng Xingying couldn't figure it out, this family is so worried about her?

It was a world where Feng Xingying didn't know much about spirit beasts. In the eyes of the venerable spirit beasts, these little spirit beasts were his subjects, and they didn't even have time to worship, so naturally they didn't dare to harm them.

Spirit beasts have always believed in winning or losing based on strength, and they don't like to play tricks and tricks.

If she is really a king-level spirit beast that grows on a fan-shaped island and has not been contracted by humans, she is a child of Lu Zun, and there is no possibility of daring to touch the young master.

On the contrary, Qin Molin, a human spirit, is a dangerous creature.

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