"Ji Fengyu, why don't you come up and demonstrate?"
Chen Xinjie wore a calm smile, but Ji Fengyu keenly caught the meaningful look in his eyes.
Ji Fengyu was completely baffled.
Who the hell is this guy?
Had he offended you or something?
"This is the Hall Master of the War God Hall, Sea God Douluo, Chen Xinjie."
Yun Ming introduced him to Ji Fengyu through voice transmission.
Though not anymore.
Sea God Douluo was already a thing of the past.
"Chen Xinjie?"
Ji Fengyu froze, then realization dawned on him.
Was this about him messing with Long Yeyue, and now her old lover had come knocking?
That was a bit of pressure...
Chen Xinjie was a ruthless character who could fight Yun Ming for three days and three nights, and he was not even from the Dragon Clan.
If he was dead set on helping Long Yeyue win back her pride...
"Don't be afraid. I heard his Martial Soul seems to have run into some problems and turned into Blue Silver Grass."
Yun Ming said very seriously.
But... Ji Fengyu thought he heard the sound of suppressed laughter.
Yun Ming: I am under no obligation to keep a straight face!
"His Martial Soul turned into Blue Silver Grass?!"
Rumble!
A thunderclap out of nowhere, five bolts from the blue—Ji Fengyu's mind suddenly lit up.
Chen Xinjie's Martial Soul was the ocean. That was right.
It had turned into Blue Silver Grass.
Where had the Blue Silver Grass come from?
So hard to guess...
No wonder that time at the concert, Xie Xie had told him Tang Wulin had nearly flooded the whole place when he cried.
He had thought it was because the Golden Dragon King's constitution was special.
Now that he thought back on it, it had absolutely