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Lin Yuyao was startled, and came to her senses in an instant, stammering: "Sect Master, how did you wake up?"

Feng Qingyun sneered and said nothing.

He could see through the thoughts of this outer disciple in front of him at a glance. He just wanted to get close to him, but he only had Wan'er in his heart.

"Master, it was me...your disciple who saved you." Lin Yuyao lowered her head slightly, her heart was very excited. She did not hear what Feng Qingyun had just said.

Feng Qingyun suddenly reached out, pinched Lin Yuyao's chin, and forced her to raise her head.

Although Lin Yuyao felt a little pain, she still raised her head shyly following his force.

"I'm warning you, put away those shameful thoughts of yours! Get out!" His voice was icy cold, as if it could pierce her soul.

Lin Yuyao's mind was chilled by the cold. She bit her lip unwillingly, trying not to be too embarrassed. "Sect... Sect Master, I understand."

She knew that there was an unbridgeable gap between her and Feng Qingyun, but the scenes in her fantasy were so beautiful that she couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Feng Qingyun closed his eyes again and ignored her.

Lin Yuyao walked out of the dilapidated house step by step, but was still reluctant to leave this road to heaven.

She had some ability to climb from a small errand disciple to an outer disciple within a few years. At least she had a good eye. After her mind became clearer, she was surprised to find that the unfathomable feeling that Feng Qingyun gave her was gone.

A quarter of an hour later, she discovered that Feng Qingyun, the sect leader, was penniless and actually asked her, an outer disciple, for fasting pills.

You should know that you don’t need to eat after building the foundation. The Fasting Pill is taken by cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining. You still need to eat in the early stage of Qi Refining.

Lin Yuyao naturally gave it to him, but she secretly probed Feng Qingyun's spiritual veins while he was asleep. Qi Refining Level 7? !

She also did a small experiment and got an answer that was not particularly surprising, which was that the sect master was trapped here by an unknown entity just like her.

It is said that a phoenix that falls into water is no better than a chicken. Everyone has the same level of cultivation now, and Feng Qingyun, who is so seriously injured and weak, may not be able to beat her.

When Feng Qingyun once again ordered her around in a domineering manner, Lin Yuyao refused to accept it.

So there was the scene that Lu Chu saw when he first opened the Guanshi Mirror, where the irritable outer disciples angrily scolded the down-and-out former sect master.

Feng Qingyun has been a favored child of heaven since he was young, and has been the center of attention. He has never been looked down upon by anyone, especially by a woman of such lowly status.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's neck in front of him like lightning, and said in a cold tone, "Although I am down and out, I am not someone you, a mere outer disciple, can be so presumptuous of."

Lin Yuyao's face turned red. She struggled to pry Feng Qingyun's hands apart, but soon she couldn't breathe.

After all, Feng Qingyun has lived thousands of years longer than Lin Yuyao, and has always been playing in high-end games, so he has richer combat experience.

Just when Lin Yuyao thought she was going to die here, Feng Qingyun let go of her hand.

When one reaches Lu Chu's level, he can kill any cultivator in this small world with just a glance, and influencing a person's thinking across space is no problem at all.

Seeing that his useful tool was about to be gone, Lu Chu took action to briefly control Feng Qingyun. It seemed that he had to use some tricks on the tool Lin Yuyao.

"Cough cough cough..." Lin Yuyao took deep breaths. She really felt the threat of death just now. After finally saving her life, she ran away crawling.

Feng Qingyun was silent for a moment, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning pale. The previous attack almost exhausted all the spiritual power he had accumulated, but in the end he stopped inexplicably.

After a while, he laughed miserably, it was really like a tiger in a low position being bullied by a dog. Wan'er, are you punishing me?

If so, why don't you come back to see me?

Are you angry because I was not nice to Feng Ming?

On the other side, Lin Yuyao ran for a distance, looked back with lingering fear, and after confirming that Feng Qingyun had not caught up with her, she sat down against a tree.

She touched her neck gently, where there were still deep red fingerprints left by Feng Qingyun. Her bones were almost broken by him, and she couldn't help but feel regretful for being so provocative.

"Damn old thing! How dare you do this to me!" Lin Yuyao kept cursing, "What are you so proud of! You're just a paper tiger, I will make you pay!"

At this moment, a golden light fell from the sky and landed directly on her forehead. Lin Yuyao's cultivation level instantly rose to the ninth level of Qi training, and the wounds on her body healed.

"Hahahaha, I knew that I am the girl of destiny! Master Feng, just wait and see!" Feeling the power filling her body, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

After briefly familiarizing herself with her own strength, she turned back without hesitation.

Lu Chu, who was peeking at the screen, watched Lin Yuyao rushing to cause trouble for Feng Qingyun, and nodded with satisfaction. This kind of give and take is what makes things interesting!

Lin Yuyao returned to the shabby house, looked at Feng Qingyun triumphantly, raised her hand and cast a fireball, "Old man, prepare to die!"

Feng Qingyun was already seriously injured and was at the end of his strength, and was hit hard by a fireball.

His white hair was all burnt black, his pale face was scalded to look bloody, and his new clothes became tattered again. He looked exactly like a refugee fleeing famine.

He rolled off the wooden board, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and gnashed his teeth and said, "You...you dare!"

Lin Yuyao laughed, and the two scars on her face made her expression look particularly ferocious. She walked towards Feng Qingyun step by step, her eyes full of pride and disdain, and full of sarcasm.

"Why would I be afraid? Old man, do you still think you are the powerful leader?"