The author who likes to torture the protagonist wears a book

"Master." "Father."

Nie Mo looked at Lin Feng holding his hand, Lin Feng took his hand and shook it.

"Oil." Nie Mo said.

After he finished speaking, Lin Feng raised his hand in front of Nie Mo, and said naturally, "Wipe."

Nie Mo was silent for a while, then took out a handkerchief and wiped off the oil from Lin Feng's mouth and hands.

Lin Feng felt the familiar aura coming back from Nie Mo's body, and his body became more and more relaxed. He leaned on Nie Mo's body and walked forward step by step according to Nie Mo, and said casually: "You came to the Hehuan Sect to find Shi Jun? We can't fuse the two poisonous seeds together this time."

"What?" Nie Mo's footsteps stopped, and messy pictures appeared in his mind. The sewage trickling into the Lingquan in the fairyland polluted the water in the Lingquan with black lines, and Nie Mo quickly forgot what he just said. thing, move on.

Lin Feng felt that Nie Mo's meal was a bit strange, but he didn't think too much about it. He just followed Nie Mo's question and continued: "Poison seed, didn't it explode last time?"

Nie Mo was like a cassette tape, another pause, this time the stagnation was longer than last time.

No matter how serious Lin Feng was, he also realized that something was wrong.

He stood in front of Nie Mo and observed Nie Mo, "We went to the mortal world and found the poisonous seed. After the two poisonous seeds touched, the world disappeared."

Nie Mo's expression was blank for a moment, but he soon forgot again.

As if triggered by any keyword, as long as the poisonous seed touches and explodes, Nie Mo will fall into a blank behavior.

Some bloodshot eyes gradually appeared in Nie Mo's eyes, Lin Feng didn't dare to try again.

When Nie Mo forgot what he had just thought again, Lin Feng pretended nothing happened and said, "Where are we going next?"

In the Immortal Realm, several lumps of meat made continuous bubble bursting sounds, as if they were mocking.

Although they are just pieces of meat without facial features and limbs, they do not hinder the expression of emotions.

The meatloaf obviously didn't take Lin Feng seriously, a mortal, even if he is the author who created this world, so what.

Once he controlled Nie Mo's memory, Lin Feng was like a cripple whose hands and feet had been cut off, unable to do anything.

Lin Feng, who is useless in the eyes of the meat shutter, is wiping his saliva at the moment. Just now, Nie Mo beat a spirit beast that looked like a deer and a pig. After cleaning its skin, meat and internal organs, it was salted first, and then beat I took a piece of honey from the black milk honeycomb, spread the honey evenly on the surface of the spirit beast meat, set it up and roasted it, and then brushed it with a thin layer of honey after it was almost roasted.

Although the crab shadow pepper in the elixir garden can replace ordinary peppers, after all, there is a little bit of medicine left. The roasted chalk tubers just now have already put a lot of them, and eating them again may affect Lin Feng, so Nie Mo said Made honey kebab for the first time.

The fragrance attracted many other spirit beasts, but the natural alertness of the spirit beasts made them aware of the danger, and they dared not approach, so they could only wander around the periphery of the fragrance.

The sudden accident just now seemed to be a dream, and neither of them paid much attention to it.

Lin Feng ate some honey barbecue, and the remaining spirit beast meat was cast by Nie Mo and put into the storage bag.

Lin Feng licked the smell left on his fingers, and said unintentionally, "Are we looking for Shi Jun?"

At this moment, he still had the spiritual power chain on his hands and neck, but he didn't care at all, as if it was just some kind of decoration.

Hearing Lin Feng mentioning Shi Jun, Nie Mo's expression changed slightly, "Take something, just get it and leave."

Lin Feng moved his eyes to Nie Mo's face, and said casually, "Poison seed?"

Because he only mentioned the poisonous species and didn't say anything else, Nie Mo's expression remained the same, "Yes."

Lin Feng thought for a while and said, "Why do you want to take it and leave? I want to be the head of the Hehuan Sect. Can you help me become the head of the Hehuan Sect?"

Nie Mo also looked at Lin Feng. He still remembered that he made Lin Feng the head of the previous life, but now he only remembered this incident, but he couldn't remember what he thought at that time. Now that Lin Feng mentioned it, his eyebrows Wei Tiao, "I thought my father would let me be the head this time."

"I belong to you, and my things are naturally yours too. You are the head of the Cangyun Sect, and the Hehuan Sect will belong to me. You and I will have one, and the eggs will be placed in two baskets to be safe." Lin Feng Said lightly, when he said this, his fingers unconsciously clasped on his temple, and tapped lightly twice.

A sect is like a child's candy in Lin Feng's mouth, even if these "candies" are all snatched back by Nie Mo, he will share one with Nie Mo.

Lin Feng shook the chain in his hand, and said shamelessly: "If you want to lock me up, you have to give me something sweet."

Nie Mo narrowed his eyes lightly, and said with a smile, "Since father wants it, I can naturally give it to him, but father also has to promise me one thing."

The two looked at each other and smiled, both understanding the meaning of the other's words.

Lin Feng looked at him, "What's the matter? If I don't agree, will you force it?"

"Yes." Nie Mo said.

Lin Feng smiled and said: "Then you can force it, I like you to use force."

At this moment, Nie Mo realized that Lin Feng was speaking obscenely. After a pause, he smiled lightly and said, "I made two bets with my father before. Song Churui and Cheng Ruo won the bet. Time has passed and we can't know the outcome." Oh, when my father wanted the desire bracelet for Bai Yueyan, he admitted that he lost and agreed to my request, remember?"

Lin Feng nodded.

Nie Mo leaned closer and said, "Then father will sign a master-servant contract with me."

Lin Feng looked at him in astonishment, and Mie Mo continued: "I am the master, you are the servant, as long as you agree to this, not only will the bet be paid off, but the head of the Hehuan Sect will also belong to the father, how about it?"

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Lin Feng stuck to Nie Mo's body again as if he was suffering from a scoliosis, "Okay, okay, master."

The corners of Nie Mo's mouth hooked slightly, and he put his fingertips on Lin Feng's temples, and pulled out a strand of blue silk. Nie Mo pulled the blue silk, and a wound was opened with his fingertips. Blood and blue silk were intertwined, and he drew a spiritual deed in the void. , the red and blue deeds retracted to Lin Feng's temples.

The two looked at each other again, and Lin Feng smiled like a fox.

"Then let's go to the gym later, and the master will help me fight for a master." Lin Feng said immediately.

Nie Mo said: "Okay, Father."

Although Nie Mo has forgotten it now, Lin Feng's many attempts just now have created constant time gaps for him, how could Nie Mo fail to notice this weirdness.

Then Lin Feng tapped his temple hintingly, reminding Nie Mo that he could use his own brain, and Nie Mo also received his hint, and the two established a relationship between the sea of ​​knowledge on the grounds of signing a spiritual contract bridge.

In Lin Feng's mind, the spiritual deed expands into a sea of ​​consciousness. Whenever Nie Mo feels strange and has doubts about his previous life, those memories will climb into the sea of ​​consciousness in Lin Feng's mind along the contract between the two of them. save.

In this way, even if Nie Mo forgets as soon as he thinks about it, these contents have already been put into Lin Feng's place.

And those Roshans in the fairy world, although they looked down on Lin Feng as the author, they could neither change Lin Feng's memory nor do anything directly to him.

Because they are just parasites that live on Lin Feng's works!

Lin Feng couldn't read the memory that Nie Mo put in his mind, Nie Mo's cultivation was too high, he was a mortal.

Just to store the memories, a high-level spiritual deed is needed to isolate and protect his mind. If Lin Feng is allowed to touch those memories, his body may not be able to hold on.

But this time, Nie Mo didn't want Lin Feng to become a monk anymore, he didn't know why he didn't want to.

Once he starts to think about this question, that memory will disappear, and he will vaguely figure out the key why Mo Mo deliberately bypasses these thoughts.

Since he doesn't want to, then don't do it, let him be possessive and let Lin Feng completely depend on him.

Thinking about why he wanted to make Lin Feng stronger in his last life?Wouldn't it be better for Lin Feng to rely on himself for basic survival like he is now?

Lin Feng couldn't clearly know what Mo Mo was thinking, but the master-servant contract they had just signed was obviously a very high-level contract, and through it, he could even feel a little bit of Mo Mo's mood.

Nie Mo seems very happy?

Lin Feng who noticed it also laughed.

The two smiled with each other's thoughts, and walked towards the main hall of the Hehuan Sect together.

The two of them swaggered all the way, and they didn't use the barrier to cover up their figures. Perhaps it was because the two of them behaved so naturally that they were not stopped until they reached the front of the hall.

"Who are you!" The guards who stopped the two of them had completed their foundation establishment, and they were only one step away from reaching the cultivation level of Jindan.

Lin Feng popped his head out from behind Nie Mo, blinked his beautiful eyes, and said with a smile: "We are here to kick the hall, quickly call your head and let him make way."

"Presumptuous! Mere mortals! How dare you speak wild words!" The guards rushed forward, surrounded Nie Mo and Lin Feng, and faced the enemy in the form of a large formation of Dharma protectors.

The guards fought together, but Nie Mo took Lin Feng's hand, walked out of the crowd like a leisurely stroll, and walked up the steps into the hall.

Looking at the group of guards again, they are not meeting the enemy, they are clearly fighting among themselves.

Entering the main hall, compared to Tian Jiuxiao, the head of the Hehuan Sect at the top, the first thing Lin Feng saw was Elder Wuxu. This old man with a white beard stood at the very edge, with a forbearing expression on his face, as if he was against the elders in the hall. The topic is very disagreeable.

When Nie Mo and Lin Feng walked into the hall, except for Shi Jun who was secretly manipulating people, almost all the rulers of the Hehuan Sect were here.

Everyone in the hall looked at them, and Nie Mo couldn't bear to communicate with these people. Even though his murderous intentions had subsided a lot after seeing Lin Feng, he still hated most people in the world.

Lin Feng then acted as the spokesperson, he nodded to everyone in the hall, smiled at Elder Wuxu who was waiting for him in the corner, and said: "Good evening everyone, I am here to be the head of the Hehuan Sect. "

The hall became extremely quiet in an instant.

Lin Feng continued: "Who is for and who is against?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a black hat sneered, "Ridiculous."

Lin Feng turned his head sideways, glanced at the middle-aged man, and then at Nie Mo.

The spiritual pressure on Nie Mo's body spread out, and the entire hall of the sect was suppressed by his spiritual pressure. Those whose cultivation base was below Lianxu, even at the peak of the transformation stage, which most cultivators envied, were still under Nie Mo's spiritual pressure. He bent his knees and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man in the black hat was bound by Nie Mo's spiritual power and tied up in the air. The spiritual power he encountered was like a giant python, almost strangling him.

Lin Feng continued to look at the others, "Who else?"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind the two of them. The voice seemed a little puzzled and shocked. He said, "Master?"