The host is always attacked [Quick Transmigration]

Hearing the news that Wen Renyun and the others were coming back, Li Qiyuan was both happy and apprehensive.

Even though he had ordered the other disciples of the Wuji Sect not to tell what happened that day, and he had tampered with Wen Linzhi's relevant memories, he was still afraid.

After all, judging from the news that came back, Wen Renyun seemed to have broken through to the Mahayana stage, what if he asked about the wind spirit grass?

Thinking this way, Li Qiyuan couldn't practice quietly, and even had a faint tendency to give birth to demons.

Just when he was anxious, the disciples guarding the mountain sent news that they had already arrived at the foot of the mountain!

Although he still couldn't think of a better way, but after being the head for so long, his pretended calm posture has become a habit.

Therefore, when he saw a very familiar figure in the Wuji Hall, he was only stunned for a moment, and then he pretended to be a hypocrite that he didn't know the other person and asked, "Who is this?"

Seeing Li Qiyuan pretending to be calm, although Mu Feng wanted to laugh, but as soon as he thought that the other party had accepted Ayun back then, he couldn't say anything else.

So he turned his head and looked at Wen Renyun with a tangled face, completely annoyed that he didn't know how to explain his identity to Li Qiyuan.

"A friend of mine, it doesn't matter." Wen Renyun responded lightly, and even stretched out his hand to pull Mu Feng behind him, "Xu Xuan, come and explain the specific situation to the head."

After listening to the reports from Xu Xuan and the others, Li Qiyuan looked at Wen Renyun who was still cold-faced with gratitude and remorse, "Well, it's fortunate that you are here, otherwise the old man really doesn't know how to talk to other people. People have confessed!"

"Don't worry, the old man will definitely find out the reason why the flying boat went wrong. As for the other unfortunate people, the old man will definitely make compensations to their families, and will never let them down."

After returning to Yunmu Peak, Li Qiyuan's words and his heartbroken expression still echoed in Mu Feng's mind.

"Ah Yun, if something happens to a cultivator, will his sect still have to compensate his parents and family?" He looked at Wen Renyun who was making his bed, and asked, "If that's the case, then what about these great cultivators?" Would not it be……"

"No need."

"Ah? Then why old...Master Li suddenly said that today?"

Seeing that Mu Feng was really puzzled about this matter, Wen Renyun stopped what he was doing, turned around and replied: "The condition for all cultivators to enter the sect is that they have the aptitude for cultivation. Of course, the children of those aristocratic families ..."

In the end, when he saw Mu Feng's movements, he was shocked, and even forgot what he wanted to say.

Mu Feng was eating the spirit fruit. Since the spirit juice was full of water, he had to stick out his tongue to lick the spirit fruit every time he took a bite to prevent the juice from flowing onto his hands.

Because of Mu Feng's action, Wen Renyun could clearly see the other party's small tongue poking out from between the red lips from time to time, as if trying to lure him deliberately.

lure [lure? !

Wen Renyun's heart was shocked, and there was an unconcealable shock on his face.

How can I think so?He couldn't help but look away, and even continued to turn around to make up the bed for Mu Feng.

Mu Feng was still waiting for the other party to explain to him, only to find that the man stopped talking halfway, and turned around to do something else.

"Ayun, why don't you talk?" He hurriedly put the spirit fruit in his hand on the table, and when he saw Wen Renyun's broad back exposed in front of his eyes, he suddenly jumped up and lay down behind him.

Wrapping Wen Renyun's neck tightly with both hands, he asked, "Is there any difference between the children of the aristocratic family?"

Because of Mu Feng's action just now, the two of them are already directly clinging to each other.

Of course, he didn't think there was anything wrong, instead he asked Wen Renyun's ear.

I don't know if he turned his attention to Wen Renyun's unfinished words, or if he didn't think about it at all, and didn't notice Wen Renyun's ears that turned red suddenly.

Warm breath sprayed on Wen Renyun's ears and neck one by one as he spoke, and Wen Renyun froze in place as if someone had suddenly tapped his acupuncture points.

Before Mu Feng could respond, he opened his mouth and bit his ear, Wen Renyun suddenly woke up, and quickly cast a spell to get Mu Feng off his back.

Seeing that Mu Feng still kept his red lips slightly parted, Wen Renyun felt that he swallowed a whole flame fruit, and the heat spread from his face to his heart all of a sudden, and the heat had a tendency to continue to decline.

In order not to make a fool of himself in front of Mu Feng, Wen Renyun could not care about taking care of Mu Feng's emotions at all right now, he just said "I have something else to do, you can ask Wen Linzhi", and teleported away.

"Smelly Ayun!" Mu Feng squatted next to the flower tree where Wen Renyun usually practiced swords, holding a tree branch in his hand to tease a little spider on the ground, and kept muttering, "Woo, become Dolls are no fun at all!"

"Wen Linzhi doesn't remember me anymore, and Ayun still ignores me... It's not as good as when I was a little flower before!"

Obviously when he was not transformed before, he would sometimes sleep with him in his arms, but now he can't even recite it!

The more he thought about it, the more sad Mu Feng suddenly stood up and threw away the branch in his hand, and stared angrily in the direction of Wen Renyun's room.

After discovering that the room still maintained the appearance of opening the defensive formation after the person Ziwen Renyun hurried in, Mu Feng raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around and walked in the completely opposite direction.

"You don't want to see me anyway, so I'll find a place to take root and ignore you!"

An angry voice was blown away by the breeze, leaving only the ending sound and the petals falling from the flower tree whirling in the extremely empty place, and then slowly disappeared.

The door of Wen Renyun's room was still tightly closed, standing under the steps and looking at the murderous defensive formation, Wen Linzhi almost fell to his knees because he couldn't resist the coercion.

But as long as he thinks that his lord told him to take good care of Mu Feng, but now he can't even see Mu Feng's shadow, his legs that are soft like noodles stand up strangely.

But the beating heart and the unstoppable cold sweat on his forehead were all proclaiming a message. If he didn't speak again, and the time would be discovered by His Majesty, then he would definitely be expelled from Yunmu Peak!

Compared with such terrible consequences, the coercion of the Mahayana period in front of him seems to be nothing.

Wen Linzhi finally opened his mouth, and let out a voice from his jerky throat, "Your Majesty, Mu Feng..."

Before he could say anything, the door, which had been tightly closed, opened with a bang.

In the next second, Wen Linzhi was directly lifted into the air by someone strangling his neck.

"Ah..." Wen Linzhi's eyes widened, his face flushed, and he looked at the person opposite with fear in his eyes.

He was obviously a very familiar person, but Wen Linzhi, who was having difficulty breathing, seemed to see the raging killing intent in the other's calm eyes.

"Tell me, what happened to Mu Feng?!" As if he hadn't spoken for a long time, Wen Renyun's voice was very hoarse, and his gestures overflowed with spiritual energy.

Wen Linzhi, who was frightened by the other party, had an ugly expression on his face. After struggling for a long time, he was thrown to the ground. As a result, he had no time to catch his breath, so he hurriedly said: "Since the day you retreated, it seems that Mu Feng has not been very serious. Happy, this disciple has not seen Mu Feng since yesterday, I thought he was with you, but..."

A gust of wind hit his face, Wen Linzhi only felt pain on his face, and he touched traces of blood when he stretched out his hand.

And the person standing in front of him before disappeared without a trace.

The broken objects and limp limbs all around showed Wen Linzhi the horror of the great power of the Mahayana period.

At the moment when he heard that Mu Feng had disappeared, Wen Renyun felt as if his heart had been crushed by someone, and the pain spread to his limbs and bones at that moment, every time he moved, it seemed to be accompanied by a pain that went straight to his heart meaning.

He couldn't imagine how he would live without Mufeng.

In the beginning, every time he was ridiculed as a trash with miscellaneous spirit roots, it was the idea of ​​revenge that supported him.

Later, when I met him, I had another kind of anticipation to meet him.

After taking revenge for the alchemy, the idea that urged him to continue to practice was to reach the Nascent Soul stage to help Mu Feng transform into form.

And on the way back from participating in the Xianmen Grand Competition, it was because he wanted to meet Mu Feng that he was able to escape from danger again and again, and even broke through to the Mahayana stage after his spiritual power was exhausted.

But now, he seems to have lost Mu Feng.

"Pfft!" The figure running extremely fast stopped suddenly, and a mouthful of blood full of aura spewed out from his mouth, wetting his white clothes.

Wen Renyun only glanced at it lightly, wiped off the blood with a cleansing technique, and then prepared to move on.

He didn't know what to think of, his original movements suddenly stopped, his hands quickly formed seals in front of him, and then several Wen Renyun appeared again!

After feeling that it was almost done, those same figures scattered to different directions of Yunmu Peak to search for them one by one.