Chapter 239: Young Master, Bastard

“Young Master, the Palace Master naturally told us about you.” The injured Lingjiu Envoy’s eyes were blurry; just a moment ago, she was regretting that she could not marry Luo Feng, but unexpectedly, the next moment, happiness came so suddenly. No wonder the Palace Master was always so obsessed with the Young Master.

“Young Master, are you returning to Lingjiu Palace now? The Palace Master and many sisters are waiting for you!”

Luo Feng was slightly confused; these words seemed to have a slightly strange taste.

However, Luo Feng did not dwell on it and nodded immediately, “Okay, then we will return to Lingjiu Palace immediately.”

“Brother Luo, wait.” Duan Yu held Luo Feng back. “I really didn’t expect Brother Luo to be so power ful. I beg Brother Luo to go with me to save Miss Zhong.”

Luo Feng felt helpless and did not want to entangle with Duan Yu too much. Anyway, they were now under Wuliang Mountain, so asking the Lingjiu Envoy to give an order would not delay too much time.

“Okay, you wait for me here first.” Luo Feng grabbed one Lingjiu Envoy’s arm with each hand, leaped up, and in just a moment, arrived at the Wuliang Sword Sect.

So the Young Master is really an Immortal God-like figure? The two Lingjiu Envoys already knew their future fate, so naturally, the more powerful and excellent Luo Feng was, the happier they would be.

The prestige of Tianshan Tonglao was too great. The two Lingjiu Envoys simply spoke, and Zuo Zimu obediently released the person. After hesitating for a moment, Zuo Zimu mentioned the matter that his subordinates were poisoned by the Lightning Mink.

Luo Feng looked at Zhong Ling who was tied up nearby. Her face was tiny, looking quirky mixed with a trace of unruliness, looking down on everything, her pointed chin raised high. Even though she was captured at this moment, she still made a face at Zuo Zimu.

Luo Feng smiled slightly, and a cyan fire seed appeared at his fingertips, then flicked into Zhong Ling’s body.

Zhong Ling retreated a step in fear, lowered her head to look at her body, and did not feel anything unusual, so she stared at Luo Feng angrily and shouted, “What did you do to me?”

Before Luo Feng could speak, the two Lingjiu Envoys raised the long swords in their hands and shouted, “How bold, how dare you be disrespectful to the Young Master!”

Zhong Ling retreated a step in fear, but still pretended to be calm and stared at Luo Feng, showing no weakness.

Zuo Zimu then secretly raised his head to look at Luo Feng. Before, he always thought Luo Feng was just a subordinate of the two Lingjiu Envoys, but unexpectedly, the Lingjiu Envoys showed such respect and maintenance towards Luo Feng.

What kind of identity would a person who could be called Young Master by the Lingjiu Envoys have?

Luo Feng stopped the Lingjiu Envoys and looked at Zhong Ling with a smile, like a Big Bad Wolf with bad intentions, “That wisp of fire seed that just entered your body will burn you up bit by bit from the inside out within three days.”

Luo Feng gestured with his hand and described, “Think carefully, first it will burn your heart, but you won’t be able to die immediately, then the fire seed will emerge from your skin bit by bit, making you look like a monster, isn’t that very interesting?”

Zhong Ling was even more afraid. Before Luo Feng finished speaking, she screamed, “You… you bastard, quickly get that thing out of my body!”

“Cough…” Zhong Ling’s words were a bit ambiguous. Luo Feng was almost choked by his saliva. “As long as you bring the antidote within three days, I will naturally help you get… that thing out.”

Luo Feng untied the rope on Zhong Ling’s body and said, “Hurry up, you don’t want to become a monster, do you?”

“Hmph!” Zhong Ling glared at Luo Feng fiercely, turned around, and ran down the mountain.

Luo Feng took out paper and pen, wrote a line, handed it to Zuo Zimu, and instructed, “When Zhong Ling brings the antidote, you must not make things difficult for her. After getting the antidote, give this note to her.”

Zuo Zimu replied respectfully, and then he felt a blur before his eyes. Luo Feng and the two Lingjiu Envoys had already disappeared from the original place.

Zuo Zimu raised his head to look, and three small black spots gradually disappeared on the horizon.

Zuo Zimu’s cold sweat instantly covered his forehead. He quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times heavily, and then put away the note with great care, not even daring to open it to take a look.

With the Lingjiu Envoys guiding the way, Luo Feng flew with all his strength and soon arrived at Tianshan, Piaomiao Peak.

Looking at the towering peaks below, Luo Feng’s two hands started to tremble. Back then, Huang Rong and Li Mochou waited for him for over ten years, but nowadays, Wu Xingyun had waited hard for him for over sixty years.

How could he bear this affection?

Luo Feng brought the two Lingjiu Envoys down, took a deep breath to calm his mood slightly, and then stepped forward. Yun’er, I am here!

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Under Wuliang Mountain, Zhong Ling ran hurriedly to the foot of the mountain and met Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing who had been waiting there early.

Duan Yu saw Zhong Ling come down safely, so naturally, he went up with a face full of smiles, but Zhong Ling said eagerly, “Brother Duan, I don’t have time to speak with you now. I must hurry back to Wanjie Valley to get the antidote, otherwise Linger will turn into a big monster!”

Duan Yu looked at Zhong Ling running away in confusion, but was instantly caught back by Mu Wanqing.

“Ouch, Sister Mu, what are you doing?”

“Where is Luo Feng? Why didn’t he come down with you?”

“Luo Feng? Who is that?”

“The man who went to save you, dressed in white clothes.”

Zhong Ling suddenly realized, and then gnashed her teeth in anger, “So it’s that Big Scoundrel, he is still on the mountain and hasn’t come down.”

Mu Wanqing did not care about Zhong Ling’s address for Luo Feng. Hearing that Luo Feng hadn’t come down yet, she thought Luo Feng had encountered trouble, so she immediately rushed towards the mountain.

“Hey, Miss Mu, where are you going? Let me go with you?”

“I said, do not remember my surname, and also, do not follow up to add to the chaos.”

Duan Yu touched his head, looked at Mu Wanqing’s figure quickly disappearing in the forest, turned his head dizzily, but found that Zhong Ling had already run far away again.

“Sigh…” Duan Yu looked at the mountain, then looked at Zhong Ling’s back figure, really not knowing who to chase. Finally, after hesitation, he found that he could not catch up with either.

After thinking for a long time, Duan Yu got on the horse. Zhong Ling returned to Wanjie Valley, and Miss Mu wouldn’t let him follow, so he might as well go to Wanjie Valley.

However, Black Rose was simply unwilling to let Duan Yu ride. It threw Duan Yu off its body and ran to the side to graze leisurely.

Duan Yu bared his teeth and touched his somewhat painful buttocks, secretly sighing that today was really unlucky, and left with a limp.

Arriving at the Wuliang Sword Sect, Mu Wanqing was immediately surrounded by a group of people, but she was not afraid and asked, “Where is Luo Feng? What have you done to him?”

Hearing Luo Feng’s name, Zuo Zimu did not dare to be careless. He walked out from behind the crowd and asked, “What is your relationship with Lord Luo Feng?”

“I am Luo Feng’s wife.”

Zuo Zimu was so scared that he almost sat on the ground. He hurriedly made everyone disperse and said respectfully, “Lord Luo Feng just left.”

Seeing that Zuo Zimu’s appearance did not seem like lying, Mu Wanqing asked, “Where did he go?”

“He should have gone to Tianshan Lingjiu Palace.”

Mu Wanqing bit her teeth tightly, hating in her heart, could it be that the person Luo Feng liked was in Lingjiu Palace? She wanted to see exactly what kind of woman made Luo Feng unable to forget…