Pressing down the thoughts in his heart, Ye Feng ran downstairs in three or two steps. With a sweep of his consciousness, he knew that the masked boy in Tai Chi Hall had not woken up yet, while Nanfang was sleeping soundly beside him.
The Hidden Immortal Technique that was shown to Nanfang before was already running smoothly. With his talent, he could quickly understand the Ghost Crying Sword technique.
When Ye Feng teaches him the Shura Sect's ghostly soul-inducing steps, he will definitely become a first-class killer. At least with Ye Feng here, Nanfang's growth potential will definitely exceed that of any Yinxian Sect disciple.
As for cultivating immortals, Ye Feng has not told Nanfang yet. After all, this is his biggest secret.
Ye Feng pushed the door open and checked on the masked boy. He found that the boy looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. He actually had ten years of cultivation and was quite strong. Unfortunately, he met the unreasonable Li Feng. It was a tragedy. .
Ye Feng thought for a while, helped him take off the mask, took a look at his face that was burned by the fire, and cast the holy healing technique without much thought.
Golden light began to cover the young man's body. The necrotic cells in his body that had just been hit by the True Thunder Sword Qi in the heavy rain, as well as his disfigured face, began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour...
Time passed by, and it wasn't until Ye Feng's body was exhausted once again that he stopped. The masked boy was no longer seriously injured, and even the previously burned face and necrotic tissue cells had fallen off. Taking a shower would save him from having to wear a mask when meeting people in the future.
This can be regarded as a little reward for the masked boy for saving Shu Shu.
For immortal cultivators, the word "disfigurement" does not appear. Of course, for those who are naturally ugly like Mo Jiuge, no one can do anything about it. In Ye Feng's view, even Korea's amazing plastic surgery technology on this side of the world is powerless against Mo Jiuge's dignity...
The sky was getting dark, and Ye Feng could feel the tide gradually spreading from the seaside, and the coastline was still rising.
The entire village has been flooded with water up to their ankles. At this rate, the first floor of their house will be submerged before dawn tomorrow.
If we go back to the center of Xiangshan County now, their group will be too conspicuous. If they are found by people from the Long Family and Shenquan Sect, the consequences will be disastrous, so it is best to stay here for the time being.
After Shu Shu finished chatting with Long Wan'er, she went downstairs to find some food in the refrigerator and made a simple dinner.
Since there was water downstairs, the place to eat was upstairs. Except for the boy in the Taiji Temple mask who was still unconscious, all four people were there.
"I'm starving brother!"
When Nanfang saw the table full of food, his eyes lit up, like a starving ghost reincarnated.
"Eat more and have a good night's rest."
Ye Feng said while eating: "Wan'er, please be careful at night. If anything happens, call Nanfang to discuss it together."
Long Wan'er has spiritual consciousness, so no one can approach the house silently, and Nanfang is thoughtful, and with him around, no matter how powerful the enemy is, he can always come up with a way to deal with it.
"Yes, how about you?"
When Long Wan'er heard what he said, she was a little worried: "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to see the Big Coral King."
Ye Feng said firmly.
"What!"
The other three people at the dinner table were shocked. Ye Feng was actually plotting against the Great Coral King? In their opinion, they should find an opportunity to leave Donghai immediately, but Ye Feng did the opposite.
"I'm going to see the Big Coral King. You stay here. I will come back as soon as possible."
Ye Feng emphasized again.
"Are you sure?"
Nanfang frowned and did not object, but asked.
"It's quite a sure thing."
Ye Feng nodded.
"I can rest assured that."
When Nanfang smiled, he stopped worrying and continued eating.
I have to say that Shu Shu's cooking skills are very good, especially now that everyone is hungry, they are even more like wolves and tigers, and a table of good dishes is quickly wiped out by the wind and the residual clouds.
Although he was unwilling to make such a comparison, Ye Feng had to admit that the food cooked by Shu Shu was not on the same level of deliciousness as the food cooked by Su Menghan...
"Then be careful."
Shu Shu felt that she had no right to speak and could not advise Ye Feng on what to do, so she could only say softly: "You must remember that Wan'er is still here waiting for you, and safety is the top priority in everything."
When Long Wan'er heard this, her face turned red, but she still agreed: "Yes, if you can't come back, I will definitely go down to accompany you."
She originally wanted to go with Ye Feng, but then she thought, besides Ye Feng, she was the only one here with spiritual consciousness. If she left, her aunt's safety would not be guaranteed. Moreover, Ye Feng might not let her go with him, so he gave up the idea.
"Don't worry, I can't bear to leave you. Even if the Big Coral King can't get it, I will come back."
Ye Feng had no choice but to comfort him. This little girl's words were so unlucky. Why would she go to accompany him? Is he, Ye Feng, so weak
After dinner, Ye Feng took a short rest and looked at the darkening sky outside the window. It was time to set off!
Long Wan'er lay in his arms: "Come back soon."
"Will do."
Ye Feng hugged her delicate body hard, and finally walked downstairs, casually putting on the black ghost face mask.
Long Wan'er's beautiful eyes were staring at his back. Shu Shu stood next to her, putting her arm around her shoulders and smiling tenderly: "Don't worry, Long Moran didn't do anything to us just now. We will be fine tonight."
"Um… "
Long Wan'er nodded and leaned against Shu Shu with a complicated expression. From now on, neither of them can go back to Long's house.
She was okay, she had Ye Feng to rely on, but where was her aunt
Nanfang didn't think much and yawned: "I'm going to take a nap first, Miss Long. If necessary, just kick the door down."
"Dead pig, just know how to sleep, go ahead."
Long Wan'er mercilessly drove him away: "But I'm not a young lady."
"Okay, sister-in-law, is that okay?"
Nanfang waved his hand, leaving a shadow behind the two women.
Although a little heartless, his relaxed and optimistic attitude made both Long Wan'er and Shu Shu relax a little. The two women held hands and prayed in their hearts for Ye Feng to come back safely.
Ye Feng put on a mask and went downstairs. When he got into the water up to his ankles, he suddenly felt a chill that penetrated his bones.
Something moved in his heart.
Since they jumped into the sea from the high cliffs in the morning, the water nearby seems to be getting colder and colder, and it is even more obvious now. When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. At least in Ye Feng's memory, there seems to be no such weird thing in modern society.
"Is it related to Master?"
He couldn't help but think that sometimes things that couldn't be explained by science were commonplace in the world of immortality.
However, even if Su Feiying still has a hundred years of cultivation, it is impossible to create such a large-scale cold...
He shook his head. No matter what, let's get the big coral king first! I just don’t know how many people will compete for the Big Coral King tonight