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The news that Yu Zijin woke up spread like wildfire.

Everyone is waiting for the duel between their master and apprentice. After all, in the past ten years, Shen Ze'an has also cultivated his own power, so he is not willing to just give up his hard work to others.

Two dogs fight, play off.

However, they have not received the information of the public break between their master and apprentice for a long time.

In other words, there must have been some kind of reconciliation between the two of them, the master and the apprentice, which is beyond comprehension and unacceptable to decent people.

Shen Ze'an was already difficult enough to deal with, and now Yu Zijin had become their opponent, and the decent faction didn't have the corresponding strength to contend with them for a while.

"We can't let them go on like this, we must find a way to disintegrate them from within."

A group of people gathered in the inn, discussing the major events in the world of cultivating immortals in the future.

Leng Yanlin's lips pursed slightly, and a thought came to him from the bottom of his heart.

Can work on this...

The red oil just out of the pan was poured into the sauce, making a crackling sound, followed by a burst of aroma.

The rice was fragrant, and Shen Ze'an put a lot of spicy peppers in the food, which was bright red and looked delicious.

However, he himself does not eat spicy food.

Yu Zijin has been taken care of very well during this period of time, every meal is her favorite food, and she will hold a few sword flowers from time to time, just to restore her strength.

"Master, the food is ready. Today we have hot and sour fish and spicy oil."

Holding the freshly prepared meal, Shen Ze'an looked at the man who was doing martial arts in front of the hall, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a big arc.

Yu Zijin was exercising, but she didn't hear Shen Ze'an's call.

Ling Lie's movements moved the dark plum in his hand, like a beautiful painting.

Dressed in white, with light movements, the long sword slashed under the tree, and the strong internal force rustled the tree in front of him that could only be surrounded by three people.

A few leaves couldn't bear the force, and they wobbled down.

Yu Zijin pursed her lips slightly, exerted force on her wrist, and changed the direction of An Mei's attack.

The white hair was raised slightly, the originally slender figure leaned forward slightly, and the eyes were full of confidence.The thin waist is close to the dark red saber, which is even more attractive.

In the next second, he swung his sword fiercely.

Those few leaves were split by the sharp sword in the air, and fell scatteredly.

Looking at it from a distance, Shen Ze'an only felt that in front of him was a picture of a banished immortal dancing with a sword, but he seemed to have seen that set of sword skills somewhere and was very familiar with it.

Yu Zijin looked at the broken leaves on the ground with satisfaction, the corners of her mouth raised.

His heart beat violently.

How could such a master fall in love with me?Such a master should not be in the mortal world.

[Doubao: strategy value +5, task progress 75%]

Yu Zijin turned her head slightly, saw Shen Zean's figure, and also saw the food in his hand.

He collected his thoughts, put the dark plum back, and walked towards Shen Ze'an.

"When did you come?"

Shen Ze'an looked at the thin sweat on Yu Zijin's forehead, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

What kind of picture would it be if the master was under him in such a posture?The face is flushed, the hair between the forehead is slightly wet, and it sticks to the cheek...

"What's wrong with you?"

Yu Zijin also saw that something was wrong with Shen Ze'an, so she didn't think too much about it, she just leaned forward lightly and touched his forehead.

"It's not hot." Yu Zijin looked at her hands and said silently.