My master is clingy

Tan Le looked at Jing Feng curiously. Originally, he hated Jing Feng very much, because Jing Feng seemed like the kind of cold-blooded and heartless person who didn't care about his companion's life or death.

But now it seems that Jing Feng is not that kind of person.Although he recited his companion reluctantly, it could be seen that Jing Feng actually cared about him.

Tan Le felt that it was not right for him to speak ill of Jing Feng because of his prejudice. He was a straightforward person without any thought at all, so he just approached Jing Feng and apologized.

However, Jing Feng loved to ignore him, and Tan Le knew that he was in the wrong, so it was normal for Jing Feng not to talk to him.Tan Le walked away unhappy, and followed the footsteps of the people in front, only Jing Feng and Mu Qinghan fell behind.

Mu Qinghan, who was lying on Jing Feng's back, chuckled, his generous chest shook because of his laughter, which made Jing Feng's whole body itch.

"Shut up, it's annoying."

Not only did Mu Qinghan not restrain himself, but he went too far. He seemed to be relying on his own "injury" and brazenly read next to Jing Feng's ear.

"Xiaofeng, you are so kind to master. I have never been so happy as today. After I go back, I will build a shuttle for you for you. Although Xiaofeng has strong explosive power, you are not durable at all. You are tired after walking for a while. I have to catch my breath." Mu Qinghan's smiling voice came into Jing Feng's ears continuously.

Jing Feng only felt that there was a big fly buzzing in his ear, and he couldn't drive it away no matter how hard he tried.

And—was he panting because he was tired?That's obviously pissed off!

But Mu Qinghan didn't notice Jing Feng's impatience at all. He continued to whisper in Jing Feng's ear: "Xiao Feng, I know you have talent, but having talent doesn't mean you can stop working hard. Look at you, the basics The hit was not firm at all, and the reaction ability was not fast enough. If I was not there just now, are you going to take that blow hard?"

And Jing Feng has already lost his mind, he has given up struggling, pretending that he didn't hear anything, just go in one ear and out the other.

At this time, Mu Qinghan finally noticed Jing Feng's fugue, he put his lips on Jing Feng's ear, almost licking and talking in Jing Feng's ear.

"Xiaofeng, what are you thinking?"

The scorching breath sprayed on the sensitive ears, Jing Feng's whole body trembled, and he threw Mu Qinghan on his back to the ground.

"No matter how restless you are, I really don't care about you!"

The movement on Jing Feng's side attracted the attention of the people in front of him. Jing Feng had a cold face, and he didn't mean to explain at all. He didn't care what others thought of him at all.

Mu Qinghan patted the dust off his body with a smile, stood up and said that he was fine, and told everyone to continue walking.

Most immortal cultivators don't like to meddle in other people's affairs, since Mu Qinghan said he was fine, then they really took it for granted.

Jing Feng glanced coldly at Mu Qinghan, and said, "Since you can still stand up, then go on your own."

Mu Qinghan died 'suddenly' and fell crookedly on Jing Feng's body.

"Xiaofeng, as a teacher, I feel that the breath in my body is disordered. I'm afraid I won't be able to recuperate it for a while." Mu Qinghan also blinked at Jing Feng, trying to use his "beauty" to soften Jing Feng's heart. After all, he is an apprentice. He is a person who likes to look at his face very much.

However, Mu Qinghan forgot that his current appearance had changed, he was no longer the number one beauty in the fairy world, but an ordinary young man.

Jing Feng mercilessly pressed Mu Qinghan's approaching face with his hands, and said coldly, "Don't get so close to me with this ordinary face."

"It seems that I miscalculated for my teacher." Mu Qinghan rubbed his face.

Normally, as long as Jing Feng doesn't get too bothered, he still tacitly allows Mu Qinghan to get closer, who made Mu Qinghan have such a good-looking face.Now Mu Qinghan lost that face that was passable in Jing Feng's eyes, and there was nothing Jing Feng liked at all.

Mu Qinghan didn't pretend anymore, he walked with Jing Feng at the end of the line.

Yan Xuqin's team in front did not know how to detect the location of the scorpion tumor.

Jing Feng planned to get the scorpion tumor and get rid of Mu Qinghan, so naturally he followed.But they are not the only ones who want to get scorpion tumors. There are ten branches of the Qingshan sect, and the disciples of each branch want to get scorpion tumors and enter the main sect.

The scorpion tumor is inside the poisonous miasma, and everyone gathers at the edge of the poisonous miasma.Several groups of people looked at each other with hostility in their eyes, and Jing Feng acted like a bystander.

One of the youths said loudly: "Let's not talk about those twists and turns, everyone should know how dangerous the poisonous miasma is. We each rely on our own abilities, whoever can get the scorpion tumor will be the one, what do you think?"

Everyone agrees that now it's a life-and-death fight outside, and it will be a little more dangerous to enter the poisonous miasma, and no one wants to put their lives on it.

Yan Xuqin nodded slightly after hearing this, he decided to go in with his senior brother, and the others stayed outside.

Soon those who thought they had some ability entered the poisonous miasma, and Jing Feng was ready to enter the poisonous miasma when he saw that almost everyone had entered, while Mu Qinghan followed behind Jing Feng like a dog's skin plaster.

Seeing that Jing Feng wanted to enter the poisonous miasma, Tan Le immediately widened his eyes and wanted to hold Jing Feng back, "Hey! Are you dying?"

Before Jing Feng could wave Tan Le's hand away, Mu Qinghan pinched Tan Le's wrist first.Tan Le suddenly withdrew his hand, and gave Mu Qinghan a harsh look.

Jing Feng still looked indifferent, "Do I need your permission for what I want to do?" After saying that, Jing Feng turned around and walked into the thick poisonous miasma.

Mu Qinghan followed closely behind, Jing Feng tilted his head slightly, squinted at Mu Qinghan, and said, "Don't you know that the poisonous miasma near the scorpion tumor has a greater impact on people with higher cultivation?"

Mu Qinghan smiled and said, "I know it."

"Then you still follow?" Jing Feng really couldn't figure out what Mu Qinghan was thinking about.

Du Miasma couldn't see people clearly from a few steps away, Mu Qinghan changed back to his original appearance, he wanted to touch Jing Feng as usual, but Jing Feng avoided him.

"Whatever you want, just leave me alone."

Jing Feng withdrew his eyes and walked towards the direction where the poisonous miasma was thickest. He took out a black poison bead from the storage ring, which can absorb poisonous gas.It is white at first, and becomes cloudy as the inhalation of poisonous gas increases.Poison cultivators can extract the toxins inside for their own use, but it is useless to most monks, at most it is used to absorb poisonous gas.

Soon the bead began to turn cloudy at a speed visible to the naked eye, Jing Feng didn't even frown, because he still had more than a dozen of these black poison beads, which were enough for him.

As he was walking, Jing Feng couldn't help turning his head to look at Mu Qinghan, Mu Qinghan walked in the poisonous miasma like a walk, like a normal person.

Jing Feng took a look and turned his head. On the way, he saw the corpse wearing the clothes of the outer disciples. He presumably overestimated himself and died in the poisonous miasma.

The further you go inside, the more dangers there are, not only the poisonous miasma, but also the poisonous insects lurking in the poisonous miasma that will appear at any time.These poisonous insects are not ordinary poisonous insects, let alone mortals, monks can bear enough to be bitten by poisonous insects, and some who are not cultivated enough are directly poisoned to death.

The stupid ones couldn't hold on, so they carried it to their death and wanted to get the scorpion tumor, while the smart ones smashed the jade slips and sent them out directly.

Jing Feng doesn't care what others do, as long as he gets the scorpion tumor, he will be fine.

Jing Feng was the first person to walk near the scorpion tumor, and the others either gave up or were too slow.

Jing Feng didn't ask Mu Qinghan to help him along the way, and he didn't intend to ask Mu Qinghan to help him in the end.

The scorpion tumor does not look like a scorpion at all, but looks like a snow lotus, white and shiny.

Jing Feng took out a new black poison bead and put it in his mouth, drew out his Tibetan front sword and cut off the poisonous snake guarding the side of the scorpion tumor, which was as big as a bowl.

Jing Feng walked up to the scorpion tumor, he didn't rush to remove the scorpion tumor with his hands, but he still miscalculated.

A transparent soft worm lived on the scorpion tumor. The soft worm sensed someone approaching and threw itself at Jing Feng's face. Jing Feng immediately reacted and swung his sword to chop.

This soft worm actually also has foundation building skills, and its body is even softer. It directly bypassed the Zangfeng sword and stuck to Jing Feng's wrist.

The bug's body was soft, but its teeth were not soft at all. The sharp teeth pierced Jing Feng's skin and bit directly on the bone.

Jing Feng grunted in pain, and decisively cut off the soft worm and the piece of flesh on his wrist.

"Xiaofeng, do you want to help the teacher?" Mu Qinghan looked at Jing Feng fixedly, waiting for Jing Feng's answer.

But what a stubborn person Jing Feng is, he was determined not to show weakness to Mu Qinghan, and said two words: "Don't!"

Jing Feng gritted his teeth and was wounded to deal with the soft worm. The surprise attack before was just a moment of unpreparedness. When they really faced each other face to face, the soft worm would never be able to beat Jing Feng.

It took a lot of effort for Jing Feng to get rid of the soft bug and store the scorpion tumor in the storage ring.

Just now Jing Feng has been resisting stubbornly, but now the problem just now is exposed when he relaxes.

Jing Feng's body couldn't help being cold. In the poisonous miasma of the scorpion tumor, the movement of spiritual energy became extremely sluggish, and gradually the picture in front of him began to become blurred.

"Master..." Jing Feng fell into Mu Qinghan's arms after a moment of dizziness.

Mu Qinghan sighed helplessly: "Why do you have to be so brave."

It's a pity that Jing Feng couldn't hear Mu Qinghan's words at this time. Jing Feng was young, and the fragile appearance of huddling in Mu Qinghan's arms was even more fragile and helpless. Mu Qinghan picked up Jing Feng's body and left. Toxic miasma.