Damn it! This man is so shameless! It was a sneak attack! Lin Zhiyu was dumbfounded. Ma Dan, whose cultivation level was higher than hers in the first place, still struck at the slightest disagreement. It seemed that he was going to be beaten today.
Lin Zhiyu gathered his true energy and put a thin layer of protection on his face, secretly praying that his appearance would not be disfigured. However, the expected pain did not come.
Opening one eye, Nan Feng, dressed in a blue shirt, stood in front of her at some point, with a murderous aura that was a bit scary.
The woman who attacked Lin Zhiyu was already dumbfounded. Didn’t the promised sect master know that Ming Yao was here? After that, she attacked the disciple of the sect master and was caught by the sect master. It is estimated that the immortal sect cannot stay any longer.
"Master, please spare your life!" The group headed by the woman made Nan Feng kneel down in fright, and kept kowtowing.
"Private fights are not allowed inside the door. It seems that you don't take the rules seriously." Nan Feng stared at them coldly. The usually gentle person was now so cold that it made people's hearts tremble.
"Yes... it was Ming Yao who scolded me first. She said I was a servant and a bitch..." The woman gritted her teeth and looked at Lin Zhiyu, who had been hiding behind Nan Feng silently from beginning to end, and decided to beat him up. When Nanfeng didn't look at her, he glared at Lin Zhiyu fiercely.
admit! Don’t admit that you will have a hard time in the future!
Lin Zhiyu saw her intention and was about to show weakness and use Nan Feng's help to deal with the group of people, but unexpectedly the man in front of him spoke again.
"She is my disciple. I hold her in my hand and protect her. So what if she scolds you? An ordinary disciple maliciously hurts others and ruins the reputation of my disciple. Tell me, how will I deal with you?"
The woman moved back with her hands on the ground in fear.
What did she see? She actually saw murderous intent in the eyes of the sect master! The sect leader who had been compassionate for so many years had murderous intentions towards her... Why... just because she touched Ming Yao
She moved her mouth, but no sound came out.
Nan Feng just stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly in the air. The woman felt a heartbreaking pain in her Dantian and looked at Nan Feng in disbelief.
She wanted to scream, but couldn't.
His cultivation was ruined, his limbs and limbs were broken, and he couldn't even speak.
Those who were with the woman all hid behind, fearing that they would be the next to be punished by the sect master.
I thought it would be miserable to be expelled from the Immortal Sect, but I didn't expect the sect leader's methods to be so cruel!
The woman fainted.
Nan Feng didn't even look at it, and said directly to the void, "Throw it out."
There were faint ripples in the void, and soon a black man appeared and threw the woman at the foot of the fairy gate.
"Are you scared?" Nan Feng held Xiaotuanzi in his arms and tapped her lips on her bun.
Lin Zhiyu trembled and emerged from his arms, "Master, this... is unreasonable."
As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. This sect leader acted as if his brain was caught in a door. How could he be a master at all
Nan Feng's eyes were dim, looking at her like a frightened rabbit, and he was slightly dissatisfied, but when he thought that she didn't remember him at all, he felt helpless.
"Ayu, I..." He always calls himself me in front of her, never his identity.
"Stop it!" Lin Zhiyu interrupted him, "Master, if you miss your master wife, I can find you the most outstanding woman in the world to be your Taoist companion. Don't think blindly, disciple. I will be filial to you for the rest of my life."
The righteous words made Nan Feng dumbfounded.
Elderly people? Taoist companion? Filial piety? Fortunately she could figure it out! Nan Feng suddenly regretted accepting her as his disciple.
Before this was over, Lin Zhiyu leaned into his ear and whispered to him softly, "Master, you are the face of the Immortal Sect. You must always pay attention and respect yourself!"
Are you saying this because you think he has no respect for himself
Nanfeng was hit hard.
It doesn't matter if he is hundreds of years older than his wife. After all, he is a cultivator and everyone has a long life. But how can his wife think that he has no respect for himself? Waiting online, quite urgent.
At night, for some unknown reason, Lin Zhiyu developed a fever.
Nan Feng hadn't taken care of someone for a long time, so he was a little at a loss. First he used his true energy to cool her down, and then he poured water and wiped her face. He was very busy.
"Feng Lang..."
Nanfeng stopped when he heard Lin Zhiyu's words, but the next moment Lin Zhiyu shook his head again, "Who? Who is it?"
The system that understands her situation is also very anxious.
This is the sequelae of clearing the memory. The Nanfeng bug should be deleted directly from the data, but no matter what it does, it cannot select Nanfeng's data, as if Nanfeng is originally a person in these small worlds.
Could it be that he is also a mission holder
This idea was rejected by the system as soon as it appeared. It did not detect other systems in Nan Feng.
The only explanation is that this man's obsession with his host has allowed him to travel through so many planes without being noticed by heaven.
How much obsession does this require
The system's scalp feels numb just thinking about it. Fortunately, this person is not paranoid, otherwise the host's mission in the second world may be overturned.
Lin Zhiyu was trapped in a nightmare. One moment she was the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the next she was the female CEO. The scene around her was changing rapidly, and there seemed to be someone always accompanying her.
who? who is it
The man's face was blocked by a halo, making it difficult to see clearly. Lin Zhiyu reached out to touch it, but suddenly woke up.
"Ah Yu!" Nan Feng was going crazy with worry. Lin Zhi Yu had been sleeping for so long, and he never let go of her hand. He was afraid that the little girl would fall asleep like in the previous life and not wake up.
"Master? What's wrong with me?" What happened? Nan Feng was so frightened. The person involved looked confused.
"You have a fever and you can't wake up no matter how you scream."
Lin Zhiyu frowned. She seemed to have had a long dream, in which there was... a person, a person who had been with her for a long time. Who was it? Why doesn't she remember
Looking at Nan Feng again, his eyes were slightly red.
"Master, are you crying?" Lin Zhiyu couldn't believe it. Did the dignified Immortal Sect Master cry because of her fever
Nan Feng held her in his arms and stroked her long hair.
"Don't leave me, Ah Yu, don't leave." He buried his lips in Lin Zhiyu's hair. Even though he knew that we might meet again in the next life, there was no time when he felt like his heart was being torn out when parting.
In this life, he had been waiting for Lin Zhiyu for five hundred years. From the time when she was just acting as the sect leader, to the sect master, to when the Immortal Sect became famous, many days and nights, when she closed her eyes, her last words "waiting for you to find me" were heard in her ears.
Seeing his helpless look, Lin Zhiyu felt a dull pain in his heart.
"Don't leave, I won't leave, I will guard Master." She stretched out her hand and put her arm around Nan Feng's shoulders, "Master, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Since the last time he fell ill, Nanfeng has been treating Lin Zhiyu better and better. The dignified master of the Immortal Sect has followed his apprentice as a small follower. In addition, because she had offended Lin Zhiyu, the woman was thrown at the foot of the mountain by Nanfeng's people. For a while, no one in the immortal sect dared to offend Lin Zhiyu.
Who doesn’t know that the leader of the Immortal Sect is a fanatic who protects his disciples? It doesn't matter if you offend the elders or even the sect leader, but offend the sect leader's disciple? Wait to die!
(End of chapter)