After Chen Feng heard this, he didn't say anything.
Seeing that he didn't say a word and didn't let her go, Lin Yan couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
After thinking for a while, he said: "As long as you are willing to let me live, I will be at your disposal."
For fear that Chen Feng wouldn't agree, Lin Yan also listed them one by one: "You certainly can't find it as fast as two people alone. If something happens or you are besieged, the two of us will have someone to take care of us if we want to escape."
It’s also easier.”
...
Lin Yan's mouth was dry and Chen Feng had no reaction.
"This man can't be a fool, right? He's like a cold-faced King of Hell who doesn't say a word." Lin Yan kept cursing Chen Feng in his heart, with a flattering and humble smile on his face.
Chen Feng listened to Lin Yan's words and thought about something that would make him dare not betray him.
He was not stupid enough to casually believe someone who wanted to kill him in the first place.
"I can spare your life."
Hearing Chen Feng's words, Lin Yan nodded quickly: "From now on, you will be my eldest brother. If you ask me to go east, I will definitely go west. If you ask me to chase the chicken, I will never chase the dog!"
Lin Yan kept talking to show his loyalty, but in his heart he was sending greetings to Chen Feng's eighteen generations of ancestors.
Chen Feng looked at Lin Yan who was chattering with a smile and punched him in the face.
Before Lin Yan could realize what was going on, a stream of warm liquid flowed down.
Chen Feng punched him again. Lin Yan blinked and fell to the ground with a "plop".
Looking at Lin Yan who fell to the ground, Chen Feng formed a seal with his hands, muttered something in his mouth, bit off his index finger and drew a strange rune on his forehead.
As the blood was absorbed, the rune was also carved into Lin Yan's body.
This is a rune he found in his inherited memory, and its function is simple. As long as someone uses blood as a guide to carve a rune on another person's forehead, that person will be able to match the person who drew the rune.
Simply put, it is a master-servant mark. Although Lin Yan still has his own ideas, whether he will be loyal to his family or others, he will never hurt Chen Feng in this life.
Of course, this kind of spell also has conditions. The opponent's cultivation must be at a higher level than his brother, and he must have no sense of resistance, otherwise there is no way to succeed.
Chen Feng withdrew his hand, his face a little pale, and he sat aside quietly waiting for Lin Yan to wake up.
After waiting for half an hour, Chen Feng's face turned dark when he saw that Lin Yan showed no sign of waking up. He knew that he had exerted too much force.
With a flick of his fingertips, a touch of spiritual energy entered Lin Yan's body. In less than a minute, he opened his eyes.
Looking at the surroundings with some confusion, he blinked and stared straight at Chen Feng: "Why did you hit me just now!"
Lin Yan clenched his fists angrily, with a slightly accusatory look in his eyes.
Chen Feng's expression didn't change, and he said seriously: "A poisonous bee fell on your face just now. If it weren't for my quick actions, you would be useless now."
Lin Yan scratched his head in embarrassment: "I blamed you wrongly."
"Let's go." Chen Feng didn't want to dwell too much on this topic. It had been a day and he hadn't even explored one-tenth of this secret realm.
He still didn't know when this secret realm would be closed, so he had to speed up.
The two of them quickly rushed through the secret realm, and naturally they showed no mercy to the elixirs they saw.
Some elixirs that are worth thousands of dollars outside are very common here, like weeds.
...
After all the hard work, Uncle Leng finally gathered the materials for the teleportation array, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The life here is simply unbearable, let alone Wu Yunzhe, even he couldn't stand it.
What's more, he has to endure Wu Yunzhe's nagging every day, either asking when he will leave here, or he doesn't know how Miss Qingqing is doing now and whether she misses him.
Every time he heard these words, Uncle Leng felt a headache, but he couldn't do anything.