Villain: At the beginning, my beautiful master molested me!

"What are they doing?" Gu Linger was startled by the noise outside the house.

He walked out of the wing room and found that the disciples on the 19th floor were yelling at the 20th floor.

Some people even ran up the stairs, trying to kick open the box on the twentieth floor.

However, there was a restriction on the stairs, and the disciples could not break it no matter what.

So it became that Hantian led a group of disciples to yell and curse, while the rest of the people just stood there staring blankly.

"It should be the group of people from Tianchi Holy Land again. They always come in groups and cause trouble on weekdays."

Senior Sister Zi Lingyan also walked out of the room and shook her head helplessly at the group of disciples.

He looked at Gu Linger, whose eyes were shining, and shook his head.

"Senior Sister, why don't you go and take care of it? This noise disturbs our peace."

Obviously someone was making trouble, but Zi Lingyan clearly heard Gu Linger's cheerful voice.

Gu Linger trotted to Zi Lingyan's side, hugged her arm, and grinned.

"Don't think I don't know your little tricks."

"If you find it too noisy, I can just build a soundproof wall for you. Why go to all this trouble?"

Zi Lingyan opened Gu Linger's hands, pinched her face with both hands, and forced an exaggerated smile.

Gu Linger screamed in pain and slapped Zi Lingyan's hand with her palm.

"Quick-shake-quick!" (Quickly let go)

Gu Linger shouted incoherently, and was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

"Hmph." Zi Lingyan pretended to be angry.

She loosened her fingers, put her hands on her hips and put on a fierce expression.

Gu Linger's face was pinched red by her, but she could only cover her face helplessly.

"Just go ahead, senior sister. It's been a long time since I saw senior sister stand up for injustice!" Gu Linger said as she made gestures.

She held her head high, stood on one foot, and made a sword-swinging gesture, "Hey ha!"

"Draw your sword to help!"

But not long after she posed, she let out a "tsk!" sound.

Gu Linger's movements were too big and she accidentally touched her red and swollen cheek.

Zi Lingyan on the side cleared her throat, crossed her hands in front of her chest, looked at the 19th floor and said.

"Do you really want to see senior sister show you some skills?" Zi Lingyan began to roll up her sleeves.

"Zundu!!!" Gu Linger shouted excitedly without caring about her face.

"Do you really want to see it?" Zi Lingyan raised her eyebrows.

"I really want to see it!" Gu Linger was in high spirits!

"Really want to see it?"

“I really, really, really want to see it!”

"it is good!"

Zi Lingyan clapped her hands and rolled up her sleeves to start a fight, when she suddenly heard someone shouting loudly.

"stop!"

A man in a black robe and a black mask walked into the building.

The pattern on the mask was strange, half-smiley, like a bloody mouth that had been torn open.

Everyone was horrified when they saw him for the first time, as if an evil ghost had just crawled out of the endless molten lava of purgatory.

The noisy environment in the building suddenly turned into dead silence.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of "Baji" and "Baji" were heard.

When everyone was wondering, a little guy suddenly came into everyone's sight.

The little girl struggled to move her short legs and ran to the black-robed man, panting.

She stretched out her five fingers and gently held the two fingers of the man in black robe, blinking her eyes and trying to observe her surroundings.

"Oh~" Everyone couldn't help but exclaim in their hearts.

"How can there be such a cute little creature?" Everyone present had the same thought.

She suddenly lowered her head, took a breath, then looked up and spoke.

"Brother Lin Feng, don't run so fast! Xiaoli can't keep up!"

She was clearly complaining, but grandma's voice wasn't annoying at all.

"Lin Feng?!"

Almost at the moment when Little Milk Ball spoke, everyone's attention was immediately fixed on the man in black robe.

Everyone in Tianchi Holy Land, Chen Yu, Qian Xinglan and Gu Linger.

They carefully looked up and down the man downstairs, trying to connect his aura with that of Lin Feng.

"That person said he was Lin Feng? But why is it that he is nothing like the description or the portrait?"

Ye Yan, the Holy Maiden of Tianchi Holy Land, took out a roll of drawings. She was very sure that the man downstairs was definitely not Lin Feng in the portrait.

In terms of height alone, the man in black robe is more than a foot taller than Lin Feng.

Moreover, according to the disciples in the sect, Lin Feng, who stole their sect's treasure, the Qiankun Jade, has a golden qi sea and is an extremely lucky person.

This man in black robe was surrounded by black air. He had no luck at all, let alone the sea of ​​luck.

On the other side, the moment he heard Lin Feng’s name, Qian Xinglan couldn’t help but clench his fists.

"I'm going to kill her." Qian Xinglan said to Chen Yu.

"Okay, but not now. Wait until the auction is over." Chen Yu hugged Qian Xinglan tighter.

"I'll kill him during the chaos. The people from Tianchi Holy Land will definitely take action." Qian Xinglan continued.

"We can't kill him now, Xinglan." Chen Yu slowed down his tone.

He knew that Qian Xinglan was a little too eager for quick success.

In order to prove that she would not betray Chen Yu, the most convenient way was to kill Lin Feng, the hidden danger, as soon as possible.

But the more this happens, the easier it is to fall into other people's traps.

"Why?" Qian Xinglan asked with some confusion, with anxiety in his eyes.

"We haven't done enough research on him, Xinglan."

Chen Yu slowed down his tone and tried his best to calm Qian Xinglan's mood with a gentle tone.

"His background? Those memories are very clear, how could we not know his background?"

"He is just a mediocre person in the late Foundation Establishment stage. I am at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and you are at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage. How can this person be our opponent?" Qian Xinglan said hurriedly.

She stared at Chen Yu with her eyes wide open, her whole body filled with visible impatience.

She wanted to prove that she could kill Lin Feng with her own hands, and prove that those so-called future memories were all fictitious fragments.

“I don’t know how Lin Feng’s spiritual skills work, and how he kills the enemy.”

"I won't let you go rashly."

Hearing this, Qian Xinglan obviously realized his negligence and his momentum gradually weakened.

"But he is in the late stage of foundation building. You and I are at least two realms behind him."

"Even a genius like our master has only managed to defeat his opponent by leaping two small realms."

Chen Yu naturally understood what Qian Xinglan said, but this was all based on a big premise.

That is without the interference of the laws of nature.

In the world of cultivating immortals, a small realm is a chasm, and the gap between big realms is even more huge.

Qian Xinglan continued, "Master, you can only kill your opponent if he is fatally wounded."

"Lin Feng is two realms away from us!"

Indeed, the gap in realm is essentially unbridgeable.

No matter how much you practice, even if you open up your entire body's Qi sea to the extreme and reach the peak of the Golden Core Realm, you still cannot beat the early Nascent Soul Realm.

In a one-on-one fight with a Half-Step Nascent Soul, you will never be able to defeat the Nascent Soul.

But the Son of Destiny is different.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu continued, "The flame used by Lin Feng is very strange."

"Have you ever seen any living creature or material that was not completely burned by the strange fire after being ignited?"

They had not seen Lin Feng kill anyone with their own eyes, but they had all seen the scene of Lin Feng killing people again and again in their memories.

Killing across borders is just the norm, and it is easy to defeat many enemies at once.

Qian Xinglan shook her head. Obviously, she could not refute what Chen Yu said.

"So what are you going to do?" Qian Xinglan asked.

"Don't do anything, just watch." Chen Yu replied.

"Watch?" Qian Xinglan was a little confused and suspected that he had heard it wrongly.

"Yes, just watch." Chen Yu said firmly.

Qian Xinglan pointed at the man in black robe and asked in surprise: "How can you solve the problem just by watching?"

"If I look at it with my eyes, I can solve it."

"You..." Qian Xinglan turned to look at Chen Yu, and the words on his lips turned into a sentence, "Eyes?"

Qian Xinglan is the descendant of the Chen family left behind in the lower world. She understands Chen Yu, but not completely.

She didn't know what Chen Yu's trump card was, nor did she understand what those unusual golden eyes were.

"Well, we'll just watch."

Qian Xinglan lost his strength, leaned his head on Chen Yu's shoulder, and looked downstairs quietly.