Fast time travel to heal the villain little poor

Chapter 92: Group Pet Cultivation Immortal (12)

But after the man turned his eyes away, Zifu began to size him up.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, a nose that hangs like a gall, his facial features are very tough, he looks upright, and there is an unruly arrogance in his body, no wonder he can fall into the eyes of the original owner.

It's a pity that the original owner expelled him from the school a few years ago, and then took in a second apprentice.

Well, although not long ago, the second apprentice was also expelled from the school.

Zifu carefully recalled the things between the original owner and Xi Feng in her mind, and her expression was a little indescribable for a moment.

Alas, now that the original owner is dead, the villain still wants her to be the one.

Thinking of this, Zifu cleared her throat, "Xi Feng, you are no longer my servant, why are you making such noise here?"

"I……"

As soon as he mentioned being expelled from the teacher's school, Xi Feng's face became very ugly.

This heartless and unintentional woman was irresponsible for teasing him.After he expressed his intentions to her, she expelled him from the teacher's school again, and found an apprentice who was more beautiful than Huajiao in the blink of an eye!
Now that apprentice who served Israel fell out of favor, she kicked him away, and now he has found such a small doll as his apprentice!
Want to raise someone up and tease him?

He was almost pissed off by her!
"Send that little apprentice to me, or, I will teach him how to practice for you."

After Xi Feng finished speaking, he sat down directly, and his appearance made it clear that if Zifu didn't agree to him, he would not leave.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but I have learned to distinguish between up and down."

Zifu pulled out the whip from her waist and swung it in his direction. There seemed to be the sound of being torn apart in the air. The whip fell hard on Xi Feng's body, causing him to frown in pain.

"If you have the ability, beat me to death!"

As soon as his words fell, another heavy blow of the whip hit his arm, almost hitting his face.

Xi Feng was slightly startled.

Before he could think about it, there was a burning pain on his face.

"you……"

Xi Feng covered his face, got up suddenly, and grabbed the whip that Zifu whipped over with one hand, "It seems that I came here by mistake today, next time I will come to see if your good apprentice who maintains everything is worth your treatment like this!" he!"

Then he threw down the whip, turned around and walked out angrily.

Zi Fu slightly hooked her lips, and looked away.

She knew that the original owner loved the faces of his apprentices. No matter how violent Xi Feng was expelled from the school, no matter how the original owner punished him, he would not hurt his face.

And the whip she gave just now was a wake-up call for him.

She is not the original owner, and will not show mercy to them.

Going back to the inner room to soak in the half-dipped medicated bath, Zifu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Alas, being able to do things as one likes, without so many borders and laws of heaven, and without having to deal with complicated interpersonal relationships, is simply too comfortable!
Fortunately, the original owner has such an arrogant and domineering temperament, she can hit whoever she wants.

In Qingyun Sect, Zi Mo, the grandfather of the original owner, is the highest in practice, plus the original owner's own strength is strong, who would dare to provoke her?
It's such a cool feeling!
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Zifu fell asleep comfortably in the bathtub, but Xi Feng who came out of Furong House was momentarily distraught.

He knew that Zifu had always loved his face, and when he was accepted as a disciple, apart from his talent, it was because of his face.

But now, she doesn't even love this face...

Then what else could he do to make her fall in love with him?
Thinking of the details of getting along with Zifu before, her care and concern made Xi Feng clenched his fists.

(End of this chapter)