Feng Lin and Sun Zhizhi have arrived not far from the ruins of the Xingyuan clan.

He smiled and said: "Senior, you are my insurance. If I am seriously injured and escape, I need your help. If I have nothing to do, I don't need you."

What Feng Lin is most afraid of right now is that they activate the formation to seal the ruins.

He couldn't escape and was surrounded by several masters.

If his method of burrowing into the ground to save his life was discovered, he could only fend off attacks from several people while trying to break the formation.

Something may happen in the end, and the Seven Deadly Needles must be used.

This is where Sun Zhizhi's help is needed. If he can escape easily, he won't need her at all.

"Even if I don't take action, I won't withdraw the spirit stone."

Sun Zhizhi folded his arms and said.

"Don't worry, just treat it as a gift to senior."

Feng Lin rummaged through the ring and took out a slightly delicate-looking human skin mask.

After putting it on, Feng Lin looked at Sun Zhizhi and said, "Senior, I'm going."

Sun Zhizhi said nothing. She looked at Feng Lin's back and wrinkled her nose.

She really wanted to tell Feng Lin that this was an act of seeking death.

The Xingyuan Clan was once considered top-notch. Although it has declined, Shuiyuan and Shui Changkong are also well-known strong men.

With these two people present, Feng Lin still wanted to kill a perfect ninth level person who was far superior to him.

This kind of behavior is too reckless.

"Tch! It's none of my business. At first glance, he is a member of our family who is well protected. He has never seen anything and feels that he is invincible."

Sun Zhizhi snorted coldly.

It was because of this that she didn't look good on Feng Lin.
Chapter completed!