Douluo, about my journey from a soul beast to a human

"Master's order?"

Feng Ling's expression suddenly changed. She looked at the fearless Lao Tie, then at the miserable state of Lin Yu, and subconsciously took back the Qiyao Flying Sword in her hand.

She took two steps back and said coldly:

"I will definitely take this head of yours to honor my father!"

She slowly turned around and walked slowly towards Lao Tie.

"Thank you to my benefactor for avenging me for killing my father!"

After saying that, she faced Lao Tie and bowed deeply with her hands held in a very respectful manner.

Lao Tie nodded and responded:

"do not mind."

But whether he was facing the suspicions of the disciples within the Fengjian Sect or the gratitude towards Fengchi, Lao Tie remained expressionless.

In this regard, Feng Chime did not choose to let it go.

She took a half step back, knelt down on her knees, kowtowed three times to Lao Tie, and said in a sonorous tone:

"My benefactor may not care about such a trivial matter, but it means a lot to me. I know in my heart that if I rely solely on myself, it will be difficult for me to avenge my father. Please accept my respect, my benefactor."

"Okay, I accept it, you can continue."

Lao Tie nodded slightly, his tone still revealing indifference.

Feng Chime pursed her lips and stood up slowly, turning around silently and walking back to Feng Ren.

This time, everyone in the Fengjian Sect was no longer chattering, but they were all quietly watching Feng Chime's every move.

Wind Chime looked at the pool of scarlet blood in the distance, and a crystal tear slid quietly down his cheek.

She suppressed the grief in her heart and squatted down to check Fengren's condition.

"Senior Brother Feng is probably in a coma caused by excessive overdraft of soul power. As long as he replenishes some soul power and rests for a while, he should be able to recover."

With that said, she summoned her martial spirit again, and pointed the green-light Qiyao Flying Sword at Feng Ren's chest.

"Seven rays flying sword, breath of wood!"

As the green light slowly circulated on the sword, a green soul power visible to the naked eye wrapped around Feng Ren.

After a moment, a soft hum came from Feng Ren's mouth. Feng Ren's eyelids shook slightly, and his slightly stiff hands couldn't help shaking.

He tried hard to open his heavy eyelids, and subconsciously looked at the blue sky with his empty eyes.

"Senior Brother Feng! Senior Brother Feng!!"

Listening to the urgent shouts next to him, Feng Ren's dazed mind finally returned to normal.

He turned his head slightly, looked at the concerned people around him, and asked in a trembling voice:

"How's the sect... going..."

But when he saw Feng Chime with a sad face, the memories before he fell into coma suddenly flooded into his mind.

"I'm sorry, little junior sister. It's because I came back late. If I could have been faster, Hall Master...he wouldn't have had this happen to him."

He couldn't lift his trembling hand and held the catkins of the wind chime, his tone full of remorse.

Feng Chime bit her lips tightly and swallowed down the tears that had not yet flowed out.

She held Feng Ren's big hand with her backhand, shook her head and comforted:

"It's not your fault, you did your best."

"But..."

Feng Ren wanted to say something more, but Feng Chi covered his mouth.

Feng Ling forced a smile on his face and said:

"You have a good rest and leave the rest to us."

Seeing the decisive expression on Feng Ling's face, Feng Ren had no choice but to swallow the words that came to his lips.

Feng Chime gently patted the back of Feng Ren's hand, gritted his teeth and slowly stood up:

"Send Brother Feng back and take good care of him."

She looked around at everyone around her and said in a rather serious tone:

"Now that the great elder and the sect leader are out, and the senior brother is out for training, there must be no one in charge within the sect. If any of you have ideas, you can come forward."

The disciples of the Wind Sword Sect looked at each other in confusion. After each looked at each other, they all looked at the wind chime and said in unison:

"Please ask Junior Sister to take charge of the overall situation!"

Feng Chime nodded with great satisfaction and said:

"Well, since you made this choice, I don't want anyone to make irresponsible remarks afterwards."

Seeing that no one had any objections, Feng Ling then ordered:

"The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall obey the order and give...the master of the Law Enforcement Hall...a grand burial!"

She seemed to have exhausted all her strength before she could barely finish the sentence.

Seeing the disciples carrying the wind boat hidden in the dark into the inner courtyard, Feng Ling closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards Lao Tie again.

"Senior, thank you for saving Feng Jian Zong and Shui Huo. I am here to thank you again for Feng Jian Zong and everyone for your kindness!"

With that said, she forced Lao Tie to bow deeply again.

Lao Tie looked at the wind chime with interest and asked with a smile:

"Didn't you thank me just now? Why do you want to thank me again?"

Feng Chime looked solemn and explained softly:

"Senior, you have misunderstood. Before, I was acting as the daughter of a widowed father. Now, I am representing my Fengjian Sect. The two cannot agree with each other."

Lao Tie nodded with understanding and said to himself:

"You humans are really troublesome. There are so many different things."

Feng Chime's eyes moved slightly and continued:

"I just heard from the disciples in the sect that you, senior, came here with Senior Brother Feng. I wonder if you, senior, are from Oro City?"

Lao Tie nodded in response and said:

"Well, you're from Oro City, what's wrong?"

"Senior, the master you call..."

Feng Chime had an eager look on her face, as if she wanted to hear what she was thinking from Lao Tie's mouth.

Lao Tie scratched his cheek and asked:

"The master is the master. What, what do you think of my master?"

"no no..."

Feng Chime waved his hands repeatedly and explained: "Senior, you have misunderstood. I have heard the great elder say before that there is an honorary great elder in my sect. However, I have never seen the honor of this honorary great elder because I have no chance. ,so..."

"Oh, you said that."

Lao Tie immediately beamed with joy and said with a smile: "My master is indeed that honorary elder of yours. Otherwise, my master would not be so concerned about your Fengjian Sect's affairs. Don't worry, there is a master who will take action. Your Fengjian Sect There will definitely be no more problems!”

A happy smile suddenly appeared on Feng Ling's face and he said:

"Then I can rest assured. With a strong person like you, senior, I can imagine how strong the honorary elder of our Fengjian Sect is. I believe that our Fengjian Sect can definitely survive this difficulty."

"Good talk, good talk."

Lao Tie waved his hand in embarrassment and said: "By the way, I have been observing your Fengjian Sect just now, but why didn't I see the strong men in your sect? Where have they gone?"

Feng Chime looked bitter and responded:

"Some time ago, the great elder was seriously injured due to fighting with the enemy, so the sect master and the great elder went elsewhere to seek treatment."

"No wonder."

Lao Tie looked astonished and said to himself: "If they were all in the sect, this tragic situation would not happen."

As she spoke, she sighed helplessly and shook her head slightly.

Feng Chime nodded in agreement and continued:

"By the way, senior, I wonder if you came by yourself this time, or..."

"How could it be me."

Lao Tie explained: "I can't do such a troublesome thing myself. Master and the others have gone to do other things and should be back soon."