Chapter 289

Why is there still hot soy milk to drink in the end of the world? And most importantly, this soy milk was made by his girlfriend!

"Do it! I'll die of envy."

"Real-name envy."

"Show affection, die fast!"

"Why is there a torch in my hand?"

The resentment in the hearts of this group of people is very great. First, they live a life of not having enough to eat and wear warm clothes. Second, they don't have a girlfriend. As a result, when they are forced to come up, they show off both.

Simply a winner in life.

"What are you doing here?" someone asked.

"What are you doing here, what am I doing here?" Lin Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Of course I'm here to get the fruit of supernatural power. Can't I come here to invite you to dinner?"

"Wait a minute, you don't want to touch that fruit!"

Someone immediately said cruel words: "Today your enemy is all of us."

"Even if the King of Heaven comes, you can't get close to this supernatural fruit. I said this, and Jesus can't save you!"

Lin Fei looked at the group of people in front of him, and didn't know when he had offended this group of people.

Finally finished drinking.

Lin Fei hiccupped, flattened the paper cup, and burned it with flames.

Taking a look at the supernatural fruit, it will ripen in about an hour.

call--

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew up here.

"what happened?"

When the fruit was about to ripen, a gust of wind suddenly blew up here. It was really strange, so everyone was on alert for a while.

"You can go back."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came down from the sky.

Everyone looked up against the strong wind, then froze, and gradually widened their eyes.

"Wind without a trace!"

Some people even called out these three words excitedly.

Only Lin Fei and the girl looked at the reaction of these people in front of them with inexplicable expressions. Although the wind was howling here, they all took the initiative to avoid Lin Fei.

Other people's clothes were rattling, but Lin Fei didn't even blow his hair here.

"Who is this person?" Lin Fei asked the girl quietly.

"I don't know either." The girl replied.

When Feng Wuhen's toes gently landed on the ground, the howling wind suddenly stopped. He was dressed in white, with long hair reaching his waist, and his face was handsome, with the demeanor of a master.

"This fruit belongs to me." Feng Wuhen said.

"no."

Someone immediately refused.

As a result, a cold light flashed in Feng Wuhen's eyes.

Pfft!

"what!"

The man screamed and stepped back, while his right hand was spinning and flying into the sky.

boom.

The man's face was pale, and he knelt directly on the ground, his left hand tightly grasping the wound on his right arm, but the blood flowed non-stop.

"What did you just say?" Feng Wuhen looked at the man lightly.

"No." The man shook his head subconsciously and said, "I didn't say anything."

Feng Wuhen then smiled and said, "He is a person who understands."

Then his eyes fell on everyone, and he said, "Today, this supernatural fruit belongs to me, Feng, who of you have any objections?"

"If you are dissent, you can stand up and protest."

However, a minute passed, and no one dared to stand up to protest.

Lin Fei looked at the scene in front of him and was very puzzled.

What is the origin of this Feng Wuhen, to suppress these people like this.

"I have an objection."