My master is clingy

"Is it delicious?" Mu Qinghan looked at Jing Feng with a smile and asked.

The corners of Jing Feng's mouth were stained with oil, he lowered his eyes to look at the pig's leg in his hand but refused to look at Mu Qinghan's face, and said in a muffled voice, "It's normal."

After hearing this, Mu Qinghan put on a serious face and said, "If you don't like it, then don't eat it."

"You don't eat, don't waste it." Mu Qinghan said.

The food was warm and fragrant, completely different from the ones he had eaten before, and seemed to warm his whole body from the stomach.Although he no longer needs this food to sustain his life, ingesting it can soothe his soul.

A roast suckling pig was dealt with by Jing Feng alone. Jing Feng was still a little angry with Mu Qinghan, so he didn't give any meat to Mu Qinghan, who was very childish.

Mu Qinghan was not angry either, he held his chin and watched Jing Feng eat the whole time.

After eating, Mu Qinghan took out a snow-white handkerchief to wipe Jing Feng's mouth and hands. Seeing that Mu Qinghan wanted to do it himself, Jing Feng wrinkled his face in distaste, snatched the handkerchief over, casually Wiped myself.

The handkerchief, which was white just now, is now stretched and wrinkled, ravaged to the point of disrepair.Jing Feng threw it at Mu Qinghan's body indifferently, and Mu Qinghan reached out to catch the handkerchief.

"Why are you so childish, you vent your anger on a handkerchief." Mu Qinghan smiled helplessly.

Jing Feng glared at Mu Qinghan viciously, and refused to admit it, "Who is naive?"

Mu Qinghan smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, my Xiaofeng is not so childish."

Jing Feng wanted to turn around and 'teach' Mu Qinghan a lesson, but stopped when he just moved his feet.Every time he tried to fix Mu Qinghan, he would be unlucky, it had been so many times, and there was no exception.

Such a fact made Jing Feng feel very uncomfortable and aggrieved, but now that there is no way to cure Mu Qinghan, he can only bear it.

Jing Feng took a deep breath in his heart, turned into a long rainbow and flew back. On the way, he sensed Jiang Ye's breath again.

After half a year, Jiang Ye's demonic energy became stronger, and he probably has officially transformed into a demonic cultivator.It's not surprising that someone like Jiang Ye with such an ambitious and despicable personality would join the Demon Race, he is indeed the kind of person who will take shortcuts.

Jing Feng sneered, without any sense of crisis in his heart.

He didn't think that he would lose when he faced Jiang Ye again. Thinking of this, Jing Feng glanced at the Zangfeng sword under his feet.

Nothing in the world is reliable, except yourself, except the sword you hold tightly in your hand.

A trace of cruelty flashed in Jing Feng's eyes, and the aura on his body was jumping happily, as if he was looking forward to a hearty battle.

Soon Jing Feng returned to the foot of the mountain, and from a distance he saw a small attic flying from the sky.Different from Mu Qinghan's previous Crane Flying Pavilion, this Flying Pavilion is obviously much smaller, but in a place like Yuezhi Mountain, it can be considered very luxurious.

The consciousness of many monks floated to the flying pavilion, but they were all blocked by the barrier outside the flying pavilion.

Outside the Fei Pavilion was a self-destined alchemy cultivator, and a woman's coquettish smile and a man's wretched low laughter could be faintly heard from inside.

The voice sounded strangely familiar, Jing Feng picked out his ears, but didn't pay attention to it, he was going to check out and leave here.

The flying pavilion landed slowly, and the hands of the children sitting on both sides of the door scattered flower petals. Although the Nascent Soul cultivator who was guarding looked helpless, he still used his spiritual power to create a fairy mist.

"Hey, when did Jing Feng, the well-known Jing Feng of our Qingshan School, become like a tortoise, and run away when he sees this young master?"

It was the annoying voice in Jing Feng's memory. From the tone of his voice, he could tell that the speaker had eyes on the top of his head, so he never put others in his eyes.

Gong Haosi's words made Jing Feng stop his steps, and Jing Feng, who hadn't entered the inn gate, turned around, just in time to see Gong Haosi coming out of Feige.

A malicious smile appeared on Jing Feng's face, and he sneered: "The body recovered so quickly? That's right, for a waste like you who can only rely on external force to increase his cultivation level, he would have eaten pills long ago. Get used to it."

Gong Haosi is the kind of person who can't hold back his anger. If he has revenge, he must avenge it, otherwise he will always think about it until he has revenge.

Unfortunately, Jing Feng is also this kind of person.When these two meet on a narrow road, there must be a good show to watch.

It stands to reason that Gong Haosi stood behind the Gong family, and he also worshiped the fourth elder of the Qingshan School as his teacher. It is very simple to kill a person, but every time he can only be crushed by Jing Feng, and he still takes Jing Feng. Feng had no choice but to stay in the dark.

All of this is because the person behind Jing Feng is Mu Qinghan, whom the elders of the Qingshan School respect all the time. However, Mu Qinghan never helps Jing Feng from the beginning. Maple cleaned up the mess behind her ass.

In fact, Mu Qinghan never felt that these were messes, and he knew better than anyone how good his apprentice was.Jing Feng's head sect in the Qingshan School is indeed known by everyone as a lawless and willful person, but what Jing Feng does is within the range that a sect can bear.Even if it's not within this range, Mu Qinghan will put pressure on the higher-ups to think so.

The author has something to say: I actually started writing the plot!shocked.