"Ah? Then I don't want this person anymore, can I not go back?"

The woman quickly stood up and stayed away from Lin Feng.

"Don't worry, Saint. If nothing serious happens, I will find two girls from outside the mountain to accompany you to relieve your boredom. However, if..."

"I know, I'm going to the ice spring to practice hard again."

Seeing that the old man who was usually very kind to her would disown her when it came to serious business, the woman felt a deep sense of helplessness.

She no longer went to see Lin Feng, she was not very interested.

"Then mother-in-law, let's go."

When I woke up, the surroundings were quiet, the torches were burning silently, and the ground in the cage was a little warm. Lying on the licorice stone platform, Lin Feng closed his eyes and listened to the sound.

The cultivation of swordsmanship has dissipated, and the evil desires and evil forces of the underworld have disappeared. Now he is so weak that he can't even see inside his soul, and can only feel that his natal sword is intact.

It felt like when he was born with spiritual intelligence, weak and powerless, he murmured and called Master.

The monk guarding outside didn't hear what he said, but saw him open his mouth.

"When you wake up, get up and follow me!"

Turning to look at the monk in white, Lin Feng smiled candidly.

"I can't move!"

The monk was stunned, opened the door and walked in. He first lifted up the hay on the ground, checked the formation patterns on the ground, and then stretched out his hand to explore his forehead.

"There's nothing wrong with the formation, boy, please be more honest!"

He was lifted up by someone. As soon as the person let go, he fell to the ground as softly as a puddle of mud. His forehead hit the edge of the stone platform, and the warm blood flowed. He could only let it go.

What's wrong with me? It's not like I'm so weak if I don't use San Gong.

The monk didn't expect that he really couldn't move, so he stuttered a little embarrassedly: "Here, you threw this yourself, I didn't lynch you!"

It was as if he wasn't the one who made the urgent remarks just now.

Sensing the man's apology and guilty conscience, Lin Feng secretly laughed.

"May I ask, little brother, which hilltop is this?"

"Hmph, you are in our Snow God Sect, but you are evil and can trigger thunder. Think carefully about how to face the elders' inquiries."

Well, I guess I'm carrying evil spirits, and now I'm really empty.
Chapter completed!