Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Zhang Yifeng put one hand behind his back, slightly turned his head and looked at Qinggu with cold eyes.

Instantly, a powerful pressure poured out from Zhang Yifeng and pressed down on Qinggu.

"Hold, sorry sir, I was too talkative."

Qinggu quickly leaned down, lowered his head and spoke respectfully.

"Hehe, I have already given you a choice regarding your future."

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you."

Zhang Yifeng sneered and withdrew the pressure that was exerting on Qinggu.

"I understand your good intentions, so we will follow your instructions and go to seek refuge with Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Please rest assured, my Lord. We will do our utmost to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Qinggu half-knelt on the ground and assured Zhang Yifeng.

At this time, a guess had already emerged in Qinggu's mind. Perhaps the adult in front of him had taken a fancy to the princess of their Snow Clan.

Letting them take refuge with Her Royal Highness the Princess should be so that they can protect the Princess in secret.

When he thought of this, Qinggu's eyes couldn't help but sparkle with a gleam of light.

They have all witnessed the strength of the adult before them.

As long as they assist Her Royal Highness the Princess with all their heart and soul, His Majesty will protect them in secret and prevent them from being liquidated by Elder Bai Mu.

Thinking of this, Qinggu's eyes looked at Zhang Yifeng with even more passion.

If Zhang Yifeng could really marry their princess, then his relationship with Qinggu and others would definitely be better.

"What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned as he looked at Qinggu's radiant face, feeling inexplicably that something was wrong.

"It's nothing, please rest assured, sir. We will go to Her Royal Highness the Princess right away!"

Qinggu shouted loudly with full energy, then stood up and led the Snow Clan members out the door.

Zhang Yifeng looked at his inconsistent appearance and felt more and more that something was wrong.

But he did not waste time on this matter. No matter what Qinggu was thinking, it was impossible for him to go back to Bai Mu.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Zhang Yifeng came to the side of the middle-aged monk who was in deep sleep.

"wake up!"

Zhang Yifeng let out a low shout, and the spiritual light from his fingertips immediately flew into the center of the middle-aged cultivator's eyebrows.

Instantly, the middle-aged monk suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the ground.

"Where is this place!"

The middle-aged monk covered his forehead with his hands and looked around with a slightly painful expression.

But looking at the room layout that he had clearly never seen before, vigilance suddenly rose in his eyes.

"Don't panic, you should be a subordinate of Su Yunshan, right?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at his appearance and saw no signs of mental impairment, so he asked in a deep voice.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the middle-aged monk immediately noticed someone standing next to him.

"Who are you to dare to address the Lord by his name?"

The middle-aged monk let out a low growl and stood up from the ground with some effort.

Even though his body still looked a little strange, the middle-aged monk still looked at Zhang Yifeng with vigilance.

"Oh, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to treat your savior like this, right?"

"Don't you really remember that you once walked a line between life and death?"

Zhang Yifeng just chuckled when he heard this, and then looked at him deeply.

"Woo..."

Hearing this, the vigilance on the middle-aged monk's face suddenly froze.

He then explored his memory vigorously, and soon memories began to flash back in his mind.

After a while, the middle-aged monk slowly opened his eyes, and the alert look on his face had long disappeared.

"I remember that when we were passing through an ice field, my lord and I were attacked by a group of monsters."

"Although the group of monsters was dealt with, the injuries in my body could no longer sustain it. I don't remember what happened after that."

The middle-aged monk spoke in a muffled voice and turned to look at Zhang Yifeng.

"You should be the one who pulled me back from the brink of death."

"My name is Yue Fang. Thank you for saving my life."

After Yue Fang finished speaking, he knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully to Zhang Yifeng.

"Fellow Daoist Yue Fang, there is no need to be so polite. Please stand up quickly."

"I saved you for some personal reasons, so I don't deserve your respect."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, used a stream of spiritual energy to help the man up, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Um, I wonder what's the matter that requires you to go to such great lengths to revive me?"

Yue Fang was stunned when he heard this, and immediately asked in a serious tone.

As he spoke, Yue Fang's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of suspicion.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to go to Suyun Mountain for your master."

"The person I'm concerned about is another person traveling with your master. Her name is Su Zhirou."

"Does Daoist Yue Fang know this person?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at Yue Fang solemnly and asked in a deep voice.

"Ms. Su? Who are you and why do you know so much about the people around my master?"

After hearing what Zhang Yifeng said, Yue Fang not only did not let down his guard, but instantly distanced himself from him.

Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but sigh when he saw Yue Fang looking so nervous.

"Fellow Daoist Yue Fang, isn't this what I was about to explain to you?"

"It seems that you have just been on the line between life and death, and your emotions are still a little too excited."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, then pointed at himself and said in a deep voice: "I am Zhang Yifeng, or you can also call me the God of Killing."

"I believe you have heard a lot about the relationship between Zhirou and me from your master, so I will not elaborate on it."

"Now, do you understand why I saved you?"

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he stared at Yue Fang deeply.

"Kill, kill God?"

"Daoyou, no, you are the Lord Killer God?"

Yue Fang swallowed and looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief.

"Whether you believe it or not, my identity cannot be priced."

"Besides, is there anyone else in this Tianyu Realm who knows the identity of the God of Killing?"

Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly, but his words convinced Yue Fang.

"It seems that you really are the Lord Killer God."

"I was rude just now, I hope Lord Killer God will not blame me."

After Yue Fang confirmed Zhang Yifeng's identity, he immediately let down his guard and bowed to him.

"It's okay, we can talk about these small talk later. I am more concerned about Zhirou's condition now."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and asked directly.

"This... To be honest with you, Lord God of Death, I actually don't know the whereabouts of Miss Su and the Lord."

"When I first entered the Tianyu Realm, I was accidentally injured by a sneak attack, and the Lord took us away from that area."

"But before the Lord could tell me where we were going, I couldn't hold on any longer due to my injuries."

"All I remember now is the direction the Lord and his men were heading in."

Yue Fang said in a low voice with a look of shame on his face.