After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

Later, Xie Langfeng stayed with Fanyin.

In order to better help Fanyin, Xie Langfeng voluntarily covered his feared demon eyes, studied hard, mastered martial arts, became her swordsman, and protected her behind him.

So, in front, Fanyin wore a veil and cured the people who were suffering from illness, and in the back, Xie Langfeng dealt with those who did evil and had evil intentions.

Later, the holy name of Fanyin gradually rose, and in order to express gratitude for her kindness, people deified her and established the Fu Sheng religion.

If it is said that Sanskrit is the source of Fu Sheng Buddhism, then it is written about the core controller of the rise of Lang Feng.

Xie Langfeng has always been cautious and efficient in his work, and he has great martial arts skills and a strong physique. Under his training, the Fu Sheng Sect is not just a folk organization, but more like a well-organized sect.

"I've finally finished taking your pulse. I've treated everything that needs to be treated. I think the results of my research these days are very effective, so I'll quickly write them down."

Fanyin walked into a quiet courtyard, wiped the sweat from her forehead, took off her hat and veil, sat on a wooden chair, and picked up a thick notebook to write down the effects of today's medicine.

"Sister, you are reluctant to rest, take a rest."

A shadow flew through the woods. Xie Langfeng stepped on the branches and after a few leaps, he appeared in front of Fanyin.

"How can I rest? People tend to forget things when their brains are too busy. Master said that practice makes perfect. Now that I know the solution to this disease, I must remember it quickly."

As he spoke, Fanyin began to write down today's prescription on the page.

Xie Langfeng did not disturb her. He took off the gauze that he only took off in front of his sister, walked aside and washed the blood off his hands with soap, then tactfully poured a cup of tea for Fanyin.

He walked quietly behind him and gently rubbed Fanyin's sore shoulders with his clean hands.

"Afeng, your skills are getting better and better. You have mastered the massage that my sister taught you."

Fanyin did not let Xie Langfeng leave, nor did she stop writing. Instead, she continued writing with a smile on her face.

"That's right. Ah Feng will rub my sister's shoulders for the rest of her life."

"That won't do. Ah Feng is almost an adult. How can he stay with my sister? In the future, Ah Feng will be someone else's support, someone else's husband, someone else's father. How can he be bound to a small place like mine? If so, my sister will be deeply sinful."

Fanyin smiled gently, with a look of relief on the corners of her mouth.

"Then Ah Feng will not marry. Ah Feng will stay by my sister's side for the rest of his life and be her protector."

Xie Langfeng looked at Fanyin tenderly, with a different spark in his eyes, "And Ah Feng only wants to marry one person."

Fanyin seemed to realize something. His fingertips paused slightly. He raised his head, looked at the 17-year-old boy who had already grown into a high-spirited man, and lightly tapped Langfeng's forehead with his fingers.

"Don't have any bad thoughts, kid. I, your sister, will never marry."

"Okay, then Ah Feng will become a monk and accompany my sister, who is like a Bodhisattva."

Xie Langfeng chuckled and joked.

"Well, you little brat, I raised you with all my heart, and now you want to be a monk! I will teach you a lesson!"

Fanyin paused with her fingertips, and was about to hit Xie Langfeng with the prescription in hand.

Xie Langfeng jumped up and dodged, and Fanyin and the others chased and attacked him but failed to hit him.

He bent down and took a deep breath, "How come you are so smart?"

"Isn't it? The body is very strong after years of exercise."

Xie Langfeng patted his chest and smiled. His moon-like eyes became even more charming.

"Okay, okay, it's because my sister is getting old."

"What do you mean old? My sister is only seven years older than me, and she is still in her prime."

Although he said that, he felt very sorry when he saw Fanyin breathing weakly.

He knew that Fanyin was constantly developing prescriptions and treating people in order to save the world. Year after year, the hard work had taken a toll on her body.

He put away the corner of his mouth that was raised and hurried to help.

"Sister, just take a good rest. How can your body withstand such torture?"

"What's the harm? I'm a healer. Don't I know my own body better than you do?"

"Of course I know clearly, but I just don't know how to give myself some time to heal myself."

Xie Langfeng complained, but his eyes were full of heartache.

He hated himself so much for not inheriting his sister's medical skills and not being able to share some of the burden for her. He could only fight for her, expand the scale of the Fu Sheng Sect, and pass on some easy-to-understand medical skills to save more people.

"Oh, let's not talk about this."

Fanyin smiled, then stood on tiptoe and hooked her arms around Xie Langfeng's neck.

"Afeng has grown a lot taller, and sister can't hold him anymore. But sister still caught Afeng."

"Yeah……"

The young man's eyebrows were curved, and the love in his eyes gradually emerged from the repression, and he wanted to reach out and hold Fanyin's waist.

After thinking about it, he stopped mid-air.

It's fine just like this, just watching you quietly.

If you don't marry, I will never marry and will protect you all my life.

Xie Langfeng smiled slightly and made up his mind secretly.

But no matter how much he planned, Fanyin never expected to meet that man, who made him fall in love with the man and eventually killed his beloved sister.

"Sister, if only I had discovered that man's purpose earlier."

Thinking of this, the tears in Xie Langfeng's eyes were filled with deep hatred.

"I will definitely find that man and avenge you. No matter where it is, or when, I, Xie Langfeng, will tear him into pieces."

Xie Langfeng stood up and looked at the gradually disappearing Wangyue. He clenched his fists and his eyes were full of hatred that seemed to be gradually devouring his originally gentle appearance.

Suddenly, several figures flashed by, and a man wearing a ghost mask and his servants stood on the roof.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my Bishuiyunju?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple of the Fu Sheng Sect wearing a hat and a bowler appeared behind Xie Langfeng.

So Song Qi Yan officially began to confront Xie Lang Feng.

It turns out that he is Xie Langfeng.

Song Qi Yan put his hands behind his back and looked Xie Lang Feng up and down carefully, feeling very unhappy.

He looks like a pretty boy, luckily Jiang Wanyu likes him.

Does she like this type (a completely different type from Song Qi Yan)?

The mask could not conceal Song Qi Yan's anger. He stepped on the rubble, jumped down, and rushed straight in front of Xie Langfeng, shocking Qing Xuan and others who were still standing on the rubble.

Why is the prince so reckless? He actually went straight in? This is totally inconsistent with the prince's usual style of doing things?

But now that his prince had left, how could he just stand there on the rubble and do nothing?

A few of them rose up, flew down with their men, and walked behind Song Qi Yan.

Suddenly, white and black intersected and the situation became deadlocked.

"Hahaha, you're so brave that you actually show up in front of my Fu Sheng Sect. The young master of the Netherworld Sect is truly impressive!"

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