"Magic weapon?" Lin Hai was startled, then burst into laughter and shook his head.

"No comment!"

Not to mention that Lin Hai didn't even know what was going on. Even if he knew, why would he tell him?

But this Second Tribulation Loose Immortal was not annoyed and suddenly smiled kindly towards Lin Hai.

"Your name is Lin Hai, right?"

"I am the Second Tribulation Loose Immortal from Beiminghai. My name is Tongsou Weng. Little brother Lin Hai, can you give me a ride?"

When Lin Hai heard this, he fell silent immediately.

The red light on his body was extremely narrow in scope. Standing side by side with Feng Shaochen, it already occupied a huge part of the space.

As of now, it can accommodate up to four people.

However, Lin Hai planned to reserve these last two places for Yang Xian and Dahuang.

Yang Xian is now on the ninety-sixth floor, and Dahuang is on the ninety-eighth floor, only a few steps away from him.

Involuntarily, Lin Hai showed an apologetic smile towards the old man.

“Sorry, it’s full and there’s no room left!”

After saying that, Lin Hai nodded apologetically again, then turned his head and prepared to continue upward.

boom!

Before Lin Hai could take action, there was suddenly another flash of light and violent Taoism, stopping Lin Hai again.

Then, Tong Sou Weng's cold voice suddenly sounded with murderous intent.

"Boy, how dare you reject me?!"

Lin Hai raised his eyebrows and felt a little angry in his heart.

You talked to him calmly, but you didn't expect him to become so arrogant. As an elder brother, wouldn't you be afraid of you?

Turning his head, Lin Hai asked indifferently with cold eyes.
Chapter completed!