"Is the Fourth Master's illness cured now?" Xue Cheng looked at the Fourth Master.

Before the Fourth Master could speak, Wu Feng said, "He is completely fine, and because you were by your side when you broke through the magical skills, you gained great weight and your physical fitness is much better than before."

The Fourth Master nodded quickly and said yes.

"Then, I want you to do something for me." Xue Cheng said.

It is best to do things, as long as you don’t fall out and turn around in the air. The Fourth Master hurriedly said, “Master, please tell me, I will do my best to serve the Master.”

Xue Cheng thought for a while and said, "Please help ruin Shi Yongrui, Jiang Qiu, and Gu Juanguo."

"Don't you care about Zang Mengxi?" asked the Fourth Master hurriedly, but it was too easy for him to ruin the three people. It would be a little more troublesome to deal with Zang Mengxi, but Zang's family, who was already on the decline, only took more effort. Five people ambush Xue Cheng together, and she had no reason to let Zang Mengxi go. Could it be that she fell in love with Zang Mengxi's old white-faced face, and that would be another matter.

Xue Cheng had already thought about it, so Zang Mengxi would rather leave it to Qi Weiwei for slapping it in the face. If he took action to clean up Zang Mengxi, he would probably be unhappy.

"You don't have to worry about Zang Mengzhuang."

It turns out that he fell in love with that old white face! The Fourth Master felt a sense of jealousy. How could that guy Zang Mengxi compare to him? Regardless of his worth or appearance, how could he be a young man in his twenties who was in his prime? How could a female hero like him? Maybe girls like older men. No matter how powerful a girl is, she is still a girl. Otherwise, she would dress up more maturely in the future?

Xue Cheng would not know the Fourth Master’s mental activity at this time. If he knew, he would definitely have to hang him up again and even beat him up.

"When will those three people be ruined?" The Fourth Master asked with great fighting spirit. For the young master of the Zheng family, he was killing ants and using a slaughter knife. He must do it beautifully and satisfy the heroine. If he could drink another glass of wine she had made, it would be perfect. Of course, the wine could no longer have the sequelae of soreness and weakness all over.

"Of course it's faster, but to make them feel deeply, the social impact should be greater."

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely let them experience the feeling of rats crossing the street, everyone despises them, betrayal of relatives, and being in pain!" The Fourth Master vowed to express his determination.

"I learned idioms well, okay, you can go and do it." Xue Cheng waved his hand and beat the Fourth Master away. She also asked Wu Feng about internal energy Xiaocheng and Wumen. She could see that Wu Feng's internal strength was much stronger than Shi Yongming.

After the Fourth Master retreated, Wu Feng bowed and said, "What are the instructions of the master?" She knew that Xue Cheng's internal strength was definitely above her, but she could not feel any internal strength in her body. Even the three ancestors with the deepest internal strength in Wu's sect could feel their profound and majestic internal strength.

If she, a master of internal strength, cannot feel any fluctuations in the energy, except for ordinary people who do not practice internal strength, they are the legendary existence of the peak master of internal strength. In that realm, those who have reached that level are called returning to the essence and truth. It is said that when they reach that level, the energy on their body will be completely restrained and not leaked. Except for their breathing uniformly and long, it is no different from ordinary people.

As an elite disciple of the Wu Sect, Wu Feng has never been fortunate to see an existence of that level. Only the third ancestor of her family had such a great opportunity when she was young and had met a true master of inner strength.

The Third Ancestor was originally a good-qualified but not excellent child from the side branch of the Wumen. Because of that adventure, he was inspired by the true master. Not only did he become better and better in qualifications, he became an elite disciple of the Wumen, but later he became an ancestor-level figure that the family looked up to.

But if Xue Cheng is a true master of inner strength, she really can't believe it because Xue Cheng is too young and looks only twenty-five years old.

No one would believe the 25-year-old master of returning to the essence, but not believing it cannot explain Xue Cheng's powerful ability. On the day she ambushed her, the power she showed was definitely as great as the master of internal strength. If it weren't for the wheel battle between sniper rifles and internal strength masters, she would never have been captured.

And the scene she has shown over the past five days is definitely a breakthrough.

Xue Cheng said: "I didn't give me any instructions. You are not busy now, do you have time?"

If you want to be busy or not, Wu Feng is of course very busy. As a deacon who manages secular things in North China, she needs to be busy with many things, but she has just broken through to the small-scale realm. Now the most important thing for her is to report her own realm to the family.

In Wumen, any master who reaches the level of small success is the backbone of the family. He should be promoted from a deacon to an elder, enjoy family worship, and no longer need to deal with secular things for the family.

However, these things are nothing compared to making friends with a true master who may be returning to the realm of returning to nature, and you can ignore them.

"I'm not busy, I'm very idle now!" Wu Feng said without hesitation.

Xue Cheng nodded: "Okay, let's walk on the road and say, "You have a car, come and drive, I'm going to go back to the farm where I live right now."

It has been five days since Xue Cheng was very worried about Yan Lanxi now. When she was hanging the Fourth Master and Wu Feng, she called Yan Lanxi using the Fourth Master's cell phone, but it was still unavailable to get through.

She couldn't memorize Qi Weiwei's number. Isn't the memory of cultivators very good? How come they couldn't even memorize a phone number?

Because when she kept Qi Weiwei's number, she had not become a cultivator yet. Who in modern times can do anything to play with her phone number?

Wu Feng touched her mighty Land Rover and asked Xue Cheng: "Master, are we in a hurry?"

Xue Cheng felt that her petite figure was really self-abuse when driving such a big car.

"It's better if you can get faster." Xue Cheng pulled over the seat belt and tied it, although Wu Feng, the driver next to him, did not wear a seat belt at all.

The black Land Rover rushed out, and did not even make a turn, and almost floated up, and then it started.

Xue Cheng quickly said, "But safety is still the first priority." She mainly considers the safety of other pedestrians, "You wear a seat belt."

"Okay, master." Wu Feng didn't know what a seat belt was like since she learned to drive, but she naturally followed the master's instructions.

"Also, don't call me Master, Xue Cheng, or call me Sister."

"Okay master, no, senior sister..." Wu Feng grabbed her soft shorts embarrassedly.

Xue Cheng sorted out his thoughts and said, "Can you explain to me the current pattern of aristocratic families in China?"

"This is not inconvenient. For ordinary people, we are very mysterious. For our circle, aristocratic sects are common sense." While saying that, Wu Feng grabbed the steering wheel with his small hand, and the wheels were rotating, and the car quickly interspersed with cars. "The top five sects and four sects in China that practice internal energy skills are five sects and four sects. The sects are aristocratic families and sects are sects."
Chapter completed!