My master is clingy

Jing Feng met Mu Qinghan's eyes, and he said firmly, "Why didn't I come? You owe me so much and don't want to pay it back? If you die, who will I go to settle accounts with?"

A smile suddenly broke out on Mu Qinghan's face, "That's right, I didn't expect Xiaofeng to see Master's little thoughts so quickly. Then Master has no choice but to go back with you, Xiaofeng."

Jing Feng held Mu Qinghan's hand, "Master, I remember now."

"Well, I reminded you. Before making a decision, you must be clear about it, so as not to regret it later." Mu Qinghan said with a smile, in fact, a thin layer of sweat had already oozed from his palm.

As calm as Mu Qinghan, there will be nervous things.

Mu Qinghan knew that Jing Feng would definitely come, but he didn't know if Jing Feng would leave immediately after recovering his memory.He can choose to hide Jing Feng for the rest of his life, as long as he wants to, Jing Feng will never think about it.

But in the end, Mu Qinghan still chose to let Jing Feng recover his memory, because Mu Qinghan knew that Jing Feng wanted to recover his memory, and he respected Jing Feng's idea.

Fortunately, Jing Feng still chose him after thinking of everything.

"Xiaofeng, Master is very regretful." Regretting why he left so resolutely at that time, regretting that he was not by Jing Feng's side.

Jing Feng cast a sideways glance at Mu Qinghan, "You also know about regret? I thought someone like Master didn't know how to write the word regret."

"I don't know now." Mu Qinghan took Jing Feng's hand.

"Master, don't scare me if you have nothing to do in the future."

"Is Xiaofeng worried about Master?" A faint smile appeared on Mu Qinghan's face.

Jing Feng withdrew his hand. He pretended not to know anything, and said with a straight face: "Did I just say something? I don't remember."

Mu Qinghan lowered his head and smiled, "It doesn't matter if Xiaofeng doesn't remember, as long as Master remembers."

"Let's go, go back." Jing Feng took the initiative to hold Mu Qinghan's hand, and then tugged.

"Well, go home."

"Who is with your family?" Jing Feng couldn't help but choked again.

Mu Qinghan bent her lips.

Mu Qinghan's past was silent and without waves.His heart was like a pool of stagnant water, no matter what disturbed the pool of water, until Jing Feng appeared.

Now Mu Qinghan is very happy, because the person he likes responded to him, although there are some duplicity.

Why did you fall in love with Jing Feng?Ask Mu Qinghan to give a precise reason, but he can't.Jing Feng was the first person who could touch his heartstrings. He was nearly a thousand years older than Jing Feng, but his experience was almost the same as Jing Feng's.

Maybe it's because no one has ever treated him well without expecting anything in return, or maybe it's because Jing Feng is the only one in the world who will desperately come to save him, even though he is blunt and always has a bad face towards him. .

Mu Qinghan clenched his hands even tighter, Jing Feng shook them off in disgust, "Your palms are sweaty, they're so dirty."

"Then master wipes it off and then holds Xiaofeng's hand."

However, as soon as Mu Qinghan let go of Jing Feng's hand, he withdrew it, "I won't let you hold it, you are so big, you still look like a clingy person."

"I can't help it, who made Master unable to leave Xiaofeng anymore."

The two left here arguing all the way, and the people outside were relieved to see that Mu Qinghan came out safely.With Mu Qinghan providing the information inside, the rescue went smoothly.

Although casualties were unavoidable, Nie Qilu had already been beheaded and the Dementor Orb had been taken back, so the operation was not considered a failure.

After rescuing everyone, the members of the Qingshan faction returned to Qingshan in mighty force, most of the demon cultivators were wiped out, and the Yuncang Continent returned to its usual calm.

Jing Feng is still cultivating desperately. In just three years, he has broken through from Nascent Soul to Transformation God.Although the cultivation speed is already very fast, Jing Feng is still not satisfied.

Zuimengren couldn't find him, and he couldn't return to Song's house even with a little Huashen.

When Jing Feng just broke through to Huashen, Yan Xuqin and others also entered the main sect from the branch sect. Although Yan Xuqin, the main sect with strong competitiveness, can only be regarded as the upper middle, the resources allocated are also several times that of the original branch sect. .

The first person to discuss with Jing Feng was not Yan Xuqin, but Tan Le.At this time, Tan Le was already a mid-Yuanying cultivation base. He knew that he couldn't beat Jing Feng, so he bravely challenged Jing Feng.

Jing Feng was not polite to Tan Le, he said before the discussion that he would never show mercy.

The final result, of course, was that Tan Le was beaten to death by Jing Feng, without any strength to resist.After all, it was a sparring session, so Tan Le's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he looked like a pig's head, without any injuries.

Tan Le covered her pig-headed face, thinking that Jing Feng must have enmity with him, otherwise why would he pick his invincible and handsome face to beat him.

"Hey! Jing Feng, did you do it on purpose? Seeing that I'm more handsome than me, I just slapped me in the face!" Tan Le got off the ring and stood in front of Jing Feng.

Although Jing Feng was a little shorter than Tan Le, but he was very imposing. He raised his eyebrows and showed an arrogant smile at Tan Le, "Yes, I did it on purpose."

Tan Le didn't get angry, his already red and swollen face became even redder with anger, "When did I provoke you? Tell me, if you don't give me a reason today, believe it or not, I will find my senior brother Together they put a sack on you, covered your head and beat you up."

Ever since Yan Xuqin and the others came to lead the sect, these people have been running to Jing Feng's Feiyang Mountain every three days. In fact, Jing Feng also regards them as friends in his heart, but he doesn't say anything about it.

The operation of beating up with a set of sacks is just a joke, and it has no deterrent effect at all.

"Want to hit me? Have you asked my master? And—" Jing Feng remembered the elixir he 'robbed' from Tan Le in Yuezhi Mountain.

Although he was unreasonable at that time, he did make a fool of himself in front of Mu Qinghan because of that elixir.Jing Feng was unhappy, so he took his anger out on Tan Le.

"Do you still remember that elixir, fake! It's useless, but it made me miserable. Of course, I will beat you up and get back. Don't worry, your face will recover after half a year. "Jing Feng patted Tan Le's shoulder gloatingly.

Tan Le was dumbfounded. He touched his swollen face several times in horror, and there was a special wave on his face. It was obvious that Jing Feng moved his hands and feet when he hit him in the face.

"Jing Feng, how can you do this! How can you let me see people like this!"

If you just listen to this conversation without knowing it, you might be misunderstood.

Jing Feng snorted and said in a good mood: "Anyway, your face is not very good, so it doesn't matter whether you see people or not."

Tan Le gritted his teeth angrily when he saw Jing Feng's disappearing figure. He flew up with his sword and wanted Jing Feng to restore his face to its original shape.But Jing Feng just shrunk to an inch and disappeared with evil intentions. A cultivator at the transformation stage can already shrink to an inch. Tan Le, a monk at the Nascent Soul stage, can't even touch the corner of Jing Feng's clothes.

Jing Feng returned directly to Feiyang Mountain, humming an out-of-tune tune in a pleasant mood, and slowly returned to his room.

He couldn't take advantage of Mu Qinghan, so he had no choice but to bully others.It feels good to be a bully, and now Jing Feng understands Mu Qinghan a bit.

The moment Jing Feng entered the room, he was embraced by a lightly scented embrace.No need to think about it, Jing Feng can guess who it is with his toes.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Qinghan put his head on Jing Feng's shoulder, and rubbed Jing Feng's cheek, "Does Xiao Feng feel that Master's smell has changed?"

Jing Feng sniffed, "It's indeed different from usual, it smells a little better. But so what?"

Mu Qinghan raised his head to look at Jing Feng's face, and the eyes that signed the bill looked at Jing Feng with grievance at this moment, "Xiao Feng, Master can't sleep alone. When will Xiao Feng agree to form a Taoist partner with Master? Look, I, an old man, finally fell in love with someone, but I can't get a response no matter how much I ask, isn't it pitiful?"

Jing Feng blinked, his ears turned red, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Poor? Why do I think you deserve it."

Mu Qinghan gently kissed Jing Feng's lips like a butterfly, "Yes, I deserve it."

Jing Feng raised his hand to hold Mu Qinghan's face, and he took the initiative to kiss his lips, his dark pupils reflected Mu Qinghan's slightly surprised look.

"What kind of kiss is that?"

"Well, Xiaofeng is right."

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Faced with the matter of forming a Taoist couple, Sifeng still didn't let go. Although Mu Qinghan had tasted the sweetness, he still had no name or share.

Jing Feng was delighted to see Mu Qinghan's pitiful appearance of pestering him for a title, and felt that the anger in his heart had finally come out.

The double cultivation made Jing Feng's cultivation speed faster than before, and his current cultivation base far exceeds that of his peers.

It turns out that Jing Feng's temper is really stinky, and there is a Gong Haosi who makes it difficult to slander Jing Feng everywhere, so everyone is hostile to Jing Feng.

Now Jing Feng's temper is a little bit better than before, and he has a few more friends around him, and more people are willing to get close to Jing Feng.

But Jing Feng's face was still cold, and he couldn't say anything nice.But who makes Jing Fengxiu high? When a person's height is beyond your reach, it is more of awe than jealousy.

So now Jing Feng's bad temper is no longer a mad dog, but someone with a high level of cultivation who disdains wasting emotions on ordinary trivial matters.

Jing Feng has practiced all the way to the top of the list. Over the years, he has not forgotten Zuimeng, and is still looking for traces of Zuimeng.Jing Feng would go and take a look at even the slightest clue. Of course, the final result often disappointed Jing Feng.

Zui Meng would never show up if he didn't want him to find it. Jing Feng sighed and murmured: "If you don't show up again, I will really think you are dead."

"Senior Brother Jing! Are you there? Last time you asked me to collect 110 cold dew stones for you! " A boy's voice came from outside.

Jing Feng calmed down and opened the door, "Thank you, this is your reward."

A pale golden elixir was thrown at the young man, who immediately caught it happily, "Thank you, Senior Brother Jing!"

Jing Feng took the storage bag and checked the quantity and quality with his spiritual sense. There are 110 and [-] cold dew stones, one is not too many and the other is not too many, and the size is also very uniform.

"By the way, Brother Jing, what do you want this cold dew stone for?" The young Chen Yu asked curiously.

Jing Feng put away the storage bag, glanced at Chen Yu lightly, and said, "This is not what you should ask."