C910 Prevent Leaving

Lin Feng was slightly embarrassed. The rumors that Ying Feng said just now did not sound like praise at all. This Blood Demon God was really a strange one.

After making fun of Mill in his heart, Lin Feng was very clear that before he obtained what he wanted, he would have to satisfy Demon God in front of him.

"Cut the crap. Say it, what do you want?" Ying Feng's voice sounded again