Master's Chief Disciple

In Ziheng Mountain, Feng Yichen and Yan Wang chose an open space below Xingxuan, and they were concentrating on playing chess.

Until a voice broke the silence.

"The Black and White Impermanence have something important to report."

The King of Hell glanced at the two ghosts who were bowing and yawned, "Have you caught the ghosts that escaped?"

Hearing this, the two ghosts knelt down and said, "King of Hell, calm down."

"Get up, the seal is loosened, it's only a matter of time."

Heibai Wuchang originally wanted to tell the whole story, but he didn't expect that nothing could be hidden from him.

"Your precious disciple was attacked by two evil spirits."

Seeing that he remained calm and still looked cold.

He laughed and continued, "But don't worry, the two ghosts that escaped have been injured by the Black and White Impermanence, so they dare not make any big moves for the time being."

Feng Yichen just replied coldly with a "hmm"!

Then he sensed the situation in the ghost realm, "Black and White Impermanence, continue to track the whereabouts of the evil spirits, and..."

"The ghost also escaped."

"Catch them once you find them, and those who disobey my order will be killed immediately."

"Black and White Impermanence has received the order."

The King of Hell sighed, then raised his voice and said, "The formations in the ghost realm are loosening one after another. If this continues, I'm afraid..."

Feng Yichen stood up and took the chessboard away with a wave of his hand.

"Lead the way." He spat out two words coldly.

Yan Wang walked over and put his arm on his shoulder, but Feng Yichen ignored him and walked straight away.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the entrance of the ghost domain. In the middle of the black door frame were two large characters: "Ghost Domain."

After passing through more than a dozen barriers, we arrived at a place full of prisons.

At a glance, there were thousands of square cages of different colors imprisoning thousands of evil spirits, including twenty-four ghosts, and four of them had broken out of the formation and escaped.

Faced with the strong pressure from the two men, the evil spirits were so frightened that they dared not be angry or speak.

In just a moment, hundreds of evil spirits could not withstand the pressure, and their souls were scattered after screaming!

One day later, the reinforcement of the formation was completed.

Just as he was about to leave, the King of Hell turned around and said hello to them with a smile, "Bye!"

"Hey, what are you doing?" The King of Hell looked at Feng Yichen.

He summoned a magic weapon, the Taichu Black Gold Bell, and threw it in the center of the formation. After activating his spiritual power, a golden light fell.

The King of Hell was about to step forward to thank him, but he turned into a beam of light and left the ghost realm.

"It's so cold, so cold!" He was left alone muttering to himself.

"You bad guy, where did our master and the others go? We are left here, it's so boring." All the wild flowers and weeds around him had been picked by Nan Xi.

"No mission or anything. There's no trace of monsters here."

Wu Xiwen on the side ignored her and concentrated on practicing.

He walked up to Wu Xiwen and shook her, but seeing that she still didn't respond, he ran to find Bai Yu and Yu Qiantang.

"Xingxuan is stable for the time being. I have nothing to do, so I will be your gatekeeper here with reluctance."

The King of Hell opened one eye and glanced at Feng Yichen.

"Need not."

"Do you not trust me or do you think I am not strong enough?"

"No."

"If I don't keep it, aren't you afraid of complications?"

"I have a plan."

"Hey, don't keep me in suspense."

The King of Hell spoke in his ear for a long time, but Feng Yichen didn't let go.

"Master."

"Shangguan Mengrou, the eldest daughter of the Shangguan family in Qingmeng County, mysteriously disappeared some time ago. Her father Shangguan Mozhu sent someone to look for her. This is quite strange and involves a lot of people. You take Nanxi, Baiyu and the others to investigate."

Wu Xiwen bowed and nodded in response.

"You three and Yu Qiantang will follow me back to the sect."

After hearing this, Ye Yunhuai and the other two thanked Feng Yichen and followed him back to the sect.

"You bad guy, Qingmeng County is in the southwest, and we are in the northeast right now. How far do we have to walk?"

After saying that, he simply lay on the grass and stared at the sky.

Until a furry thing came closer.

"With my little cutie by my side, the journey is not long."

Inside the Shenyang Tianzong, an old man paced back and forth at the entrance of the main hall, seemingly waiting for someone.

"Butler Shangguan, our sect leader will be back soon, you..." One of the disciples saw that he was so uneasy and spoke to comfort him.

"Oh, how long will it take? This, this, this..." The old man looked panicked and kept slapping his palms.

At this time, a pink figure flew from a distance and landed at the door of the hall.

"Senior Sister!" The female disciple recognized the person and waved and shouted.

"What's wrong? Who is this?" Mu Huayan turned around after hearing that, and then noticed an old man at the door.

"He is the steward of the Shangguan family in Qingmeng County. I heard that their daughter disappeared some time ago, so he came to us for help in finding her whereabouts." The female disciple grabbed her arm as if she saw a rescuer coming.

"The sect leader hasn't come back yet, and the elders are in seclusion again."

"You go and do your work first, I'll take care of him." He patted her hand and said with a smile.

Mu Huayan invited the old man to go into the hall to rest and wait for some time.

After Mu Huayan settled the old man, she walked into the room and ran into the King of Hell dressed in black on the way.

As we passed each other, a faint scent of gardenia wafted by.

Yan Wang turned around and looked at her leaving back, thinking to himself: "With this extraordinary temperament and beautiful face, she must be Feng Yichen's chief disciple."

An unprecedented smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The female disciple passing by was attracted by the appearance of the King of Hell.

"Who is he? He is so handsome."

"I saw him playing chess with our clan leader a few days ago."

"So he is a popular person around the clan leader."

"Ah!! He greeted us, and that smile made me melt."

The King of Hell noticed them and waved and smiled in a friendly manner.

Half an hour later, Mu Huayan came to the outside of the hall to check the situation and found that the old man had been taken away by a handsome young man.

Just as he was about to leave, he discovered that the person he had just met in the corridor was sitting in the hall with Feng Yichen.

There were also several strange men and women sitting in the hall.

At this moment, a voice called out and brought her back to her senses, "Senior Sister!"

The person who came was Yu Qiantang, and several disciples behind him were carrying tea and snacks.

He pulled Yu Qiantang aside and asked about the situation in the inner room.

"Is that man the King of Hell?"

Yu Qiantang nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

Just as he was about to go in, he looked down at what he had in his hand and realized something was missing.

He thought to himself: "That's weird. I clearly took the Hundred Flowers Wine. No, it seems I really forgot about it." He patted his head.

He turned around and handed the plate in his hand to Mu Huayan, "Senior Sister, help is needed, I have left some things behind, please help me carry these in first."

"Hey! No, I..."

I had no choice but to go ahead with it.

He took out a few bottles of Hundred Flowers Wine from the ring and placed them on the plate.

She walked into the hall with other female disciples, but her temperament, figure and appearance were too eye-catching.

The three strangers started a discussion.

And the King of Hell's eyes fell on her, "It turned out to be her."

Just as I put my things down and was about to leave, Yu Qiantang walked in.

He took the plate from her hand and said, "Senior Sister."

Feng Yichen picked up the tea beside him and said in a voice as warm as jade, "Since you are here, let's sit together." Then he drank it all in one gulp.

Mu Huayan responded and chose a seat with Yu Qiantang and sat down.

Seeing how gentle he was to his disciple, Yan Wang secretly thought: "He is so cold to everyone, but to her..."

Suddenly, the King of Hell seemed to understand something and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Yu Qiantang went over with Mu Huayan everything that had happened in Ziheng Mountain.

About an hour later, Yu Qiantang took Ye Yunhuai and the other two to the wing room.

But the King of Hell had to leave early because of something urgent.

Mu Huayan was about to get up and leave when Feng Yichen stopped her.

"Wait, come here!"

Mu Huayan was stunned for a few seconds, thinking to herself, "What did he just say? Did I hear it right?"

Seeing that she didn't respond, Feng Yichen was about to stand up, then pretended to be drunk and unable to stand steadily.

He stood up staggeringly, looking unsteady.

Seeing this, Mu Huayan hurried forward to support him, secretly saying, "If you can't drink, don't drink. Why are you trying so hard?"

After helping him sit down, she began to mutter to herself, "But, I don't think I've ever seen him drink alcohol."

Seeing him lying motionless on the table, I reached out and touched him.

His cold white complexion was tinged with a faint blush, fading some of the coldness and appearing a lot gentler, his lips were rosy, and she could feel the warm breath sprayed from him, as well as the faint scent of sandalwood and mint on his body.

"He looks quite gentle when he's drunk."

I went to the kitchen and made him a bowl of hangover-relieving soup. Little did I know that at this moment the corners of his mouth slightly raised and he was very happy.

At this moment, something tugged at the corner of her clothes. She turned around and looked up, and saw him, who was drunk. His eyes were blurred but filled with an indescribable tenderness.

Suddenly he reached out and gently put his arms around the back of her head, put his right hand on her shoulder, and leaned forward with his forehead touching hers. The hand that was about to take the hangover soup stopped in mid-air.

She had never been so close to him before. A warm breath mixed with the aroma of wine and the unique masculine scent came over her. Mu Huayan's cherry lips moved slightly, her face began to get hot unconsciously, and her eyes kept avoiding his gentle gaze.

Feng Yichen noticed the shy look on her face and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The hand on her shoulder then lifted her chin, and the moment their eyes met, her heart beat rapidly like a drum.

It took her a while to realize that her master was drunk, and she subconsciously reached out and pushed him away.

But Feng Yichen used too much force and fell backwards.

I wanted to help him but my legs went weak and I lost my balance and fell into his arms.

His face suddenly turned even redder.

At this time Feng Yichen deliberately said something sober, "You, what are you doing?"

After saying that, he turned his face away.

Mu Huayan secretly said in her heart: "It was obviously you who got drunk and flirted with others."

She slowly stood up by supporting herself on the ground, but when she raised her eyes, she happened to meet his beautiful profile which was slightly flushed. Feng Yichen noticed his gaze and turned his head slightly.

"How long are you going to keep me under pressure?"

"I, no, it's you, Master..."

He stammered a few words, stood up hurriedly, and half-sat aside.

He glanced around and thought, "How did he sober up so quickly? Is he kidding me? But he did look drunk at the beginning!"

But Feng Yichen didn't know what she was thinking, and he murmured, "Water."

So he deliberately picked up the wine beside him and drank it all in one gulp.

But it was snatched away by Mu Huayan, "This is wine!"

He kept snatching the wine from her hand.

She simply drank the glass of wine in one gulp, and the glass fell to the ground with a clang.

After feeding him some sobering soup, I helped him to the bedroom.

When she was about to leave, he stopped her and said, "Mu Huayan,"

Normally Feng Yichen was very cold when he called her name, but this time he was particularly gentle, and there was a sense of intimacy.

Mu Huayan turned into a beam of light and arrived at the door of the room.

Yu Qiantang, who was passing by, saw Mu Huayan standing at the door with a slightly red face.

“Senior Sister, you…” He pointed at her and then at the sect master’s door.

"No, it's..." He waved his hands hurriedly.

Before she finished explaining, he quickly replied, "Oh! I understand, don't worry, Senior Sister, I won't tell anyone."

He held his forehead weakly and shook his head, thinking to himself: "This is over, this is a huge misunderstanding!"