Demon Dragon Mad God Chapter 149: Take Off Your Clothes

Back inside the house, Lin Feng opened Shan Yu’s Storage Bag, which was almost empty. Apparently, the other party had already used up most of their resources in an attempt to breakthrough to the Second Layer of the Great Martial Master, leaving only three stalks of Dragon Vein Grass.

Lin Feng shook his head, a small mosquito is still at after all, he directly pocketed them. As for these Storage Bags, although basically everyone has one, they are still worth a bit of money, so he collected them all to sell later.

"Start rushing to break through to the Third Layer of the Overlord Martial Profound Body, then I can truly have the capital to strut around."

Lin Feng muttered lowly and imdiately started by putting a barrel of hot water and dropping in ten stalks of Dragon Vein Grass, slowly absorbing the dicinal strength and tempering his physique.

...

"What did you say?"

The Wolf Boss suddenly opened his eyes, a violent aura flashing through them.

"Boss, it’s absolutely true, Shan Yu is... he’s dead! It was our brothers at the Divine Wind Camp who told us."

Boom!

The Wolf Boss stood up, an intense aura bursting out, causing the four or five underlings in the house to freeze, not daring to even breathe heavily. But right now, each of them looked doubtful in their eyes, Shan Yu was a skilled fighter personally recalled by Wolf Boss himself, yet he was killed by Lin Feng.

To be honest, deep down they felt sowhat relieved, because initially, they had all volunteered, claiming that they would definitely capture Lin Feng easily, but the Wolf Boss thought Lin Feng was not simple and, fearing they would end up like Hua Hu, tricked by him, thus he had his right-hand man Shan Yu return to take care of it. Now that Shan Yu even broke through to the Second Layer of the Great Martial Master, it seed a sure success, yet who knew, the outco was so shocking.

"I already held this guy in high regard, I didn’t let you guys act but had the stronger Shan Yu take action directly, and yet Shan Yu still died!!"

The Wolf Boss’s gaze flickered, he felt he hadn’t done anything wrong. As a leader of an organization and a Fifth Generation Disciple, it was impossible for him, the Wolf Boss, to personally deal with a Sixth Generation Disciple who had just arrived not long ago. If word got out, wouldn’t it make people laugh, mocking him, the Wolf Boss, for not having enough guts, that his subordinates were all useless?

But now he couldn’t sit still, he felt it necessary to personally deal with this Lin Feng.

"Quickly finish the remaining tasks, then when we’re back at the Divine Wind Camp, I’ll personally handle that boy!"

Murder filled the Wolf Boss’s eyes.

...

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

Lin Feng stayed low-profile, sotis, his als were even brought in by Wang Shan. Wang Shan, who helped with serving tea and water, had no complaints. Lin Feng knew he was an honest yet relentless person, and would definitely help him if he could.

This half a month passed uneventfully, only Yang Min ca to see him a few tis, talking to him about various situations, such as Lin Feng now being thoroughly well-known, boldly said, Lin Feng was indeed in the lilight.

Lin Feng naturally didn’t care about this fa, which would not bring him any tangible benefits, but would instead plunge him into absolute crisis, such as the narrow-minded Seventh Prince.

The motto of the Seventh Prince was, it’s better for to show off in front of the whole world, rather than letting the world show off in front of .

And following his breakthrough to Great Martial Master, he also began to arrange dealing with Lin Feng, hence, Lin Feng must hurry to increase his strength.

During this half month, Lin Feng continuously refined his body.

The consumption of the Dragon Vein Grass was incredibly excessive, there was still a distance to the Overlord Martial Profound Body, but his Dragon Vein Grass had already been fully used up.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, exhaled, and couldn’t help but frown. "The saying ’poor in literature, rich in martial arts’ holds true; in just this half month alone, I have spent seven to eight thousand Gold Pearls."

Lin Feng shook his head. His father, Lin Zheng, could naturally sponsor him sowhat, but Lin Feng was a prideful person and did not want to ask Lin Zheng for help. Besides, the Lin Family was not much of a great family; they did not even have an Earth Martial Master. They might be able to afford a few hundred or thousand Gold Pearls, but anything more than that was stretching it.

He was pondering how to obtain Gold Pearls or rits when a voice ca from outside.

"Lin Feng, soone is looking for you outside, and it’s a great beauty."

Lin Feng was puzzled. Although there were quite a few beauties in Divine Wind Camp, he didn’t know any of them. The only one he knew was Yang Min, but in the eyes of others, that was rely a man’s guise.

"Could it be Yang Min back in won’s clothing?"

Lin Feng opened the door and was instantly stunned, it was her.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Feng looked at the woman standing elegantly before him, her long dress trailing on the ground, and furrowed his brows slightly. This person was none other than Han Surou.

Han Surou glanced around, "This is my first ti here."

Wang Shan, who was nearby, curiously glanced at the two. He gave Lin Feng a thumbs up and even winked, obviously misunderstanding sothing. However, he didn’t give Lin Feng a chance to explain and very tactfully walked away.

For a mont, only the rustling sound of the mountain breeze passing through the woods could be heard.

"What, you ca here to find your man?"

Lin Feng appraised the woman with a faint smile. It was said that she was the big sister of the Fifth Generation disciples, always upfront and also the dream goddess of many Fifth Generation disciples. Truly, both her looks and figure were outstanding.

Han Surou’s gaze returned to Lin Feng, slightly annoyed by his remark, "I was wrong last ti. This ti, I am here hoping you could help with a favor."

"You’re a Fifth Generation disciple, and you want my help?" Lin Feng did not agree just because she was a beautiful woman, "Moreover, last ti you almost got killed, you know? All because of one sentence you said."

In fact, last ti there was no real threat to his life, but being used like a tool by soone left anyone feeling displeased, especially since he and Han Surou were practically strangers.

"What do you want then?"

Han Surou took a deep breath.

"What do I want..."

Lin Feng stroked his chin, this was indeed a bit challenging. Killing Han Surou seed inappropriate. He, a Sixth Generation Disciple, had not been in the camp for long. He had already killed Hua Hu before, and if it weren’t for his master intervening, he would have been tornted to the bone. It hadn’t been long since then, and if he were to kill another Fifth Generation disciple, if Yu Wen Tuo found out, he would definitely use it against him. Most likely, there would be no chance for his master to intervene, and Hulan Bo might directly sentence him to death.

However, letting her off wasn’t Lin Feng’s style either; Lin Feng was not a petty person like Yu Wen Tuo, but he had his temper. Imdiately, a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Take off your clothes."

At these words, Han Surou’s eyes widened in disbelief, "What... what did you say?"

"I said take off your clothes, did you not hear ?" Lin Feng said indifferently.