"The third punch - it was for the teacher. How dare you question the teacher's gaze?"

Du Qing punched another time.

Lai Bancheng quit.

"Old Du, I can make a fist for a while. If I hit it again, I will fight back."

ah--

Lai Bancheng screamed with a bruised nose and swollen face, and screamed endlessly.

"What do you think if I don't come back?" Lin Feng asked.

"Continue to endure until the teacher comes back." Du Qing said.

"What if I can't come back?"

"I firmly believe that the teacher will definitely come back!"

Lin Feng nodded slightly and said, "From now on, you will be my first personal disciple."

Through this incident, Lin Feng saw Du Qing's extraordinary nature, with a tenacious personality and great potential. In order to keep the tasks left to him, he moved forward bravely, even if he was not understood, misunderstood, or insulted, he never wavered and never complained.

This kind of mind is suitable for cultivation, and although Du Qing's talent is not as good as the evil geniuses in the heavens and all worlds, it is also quite good.

Du Qing's body trembled, showing excitement, and quickly knelt down and said respectfully:

"Thank you, Master."

Lin Feng nodded slightly, stepped forward, and gently pointed it between Du Qing's eyebrows. A golden light flashed and disappeared, and he passed on a set of purple electric techniques.

After a moment, the transmission ends.

"Master, this is--" Du Qing said in shock.

"This is the top secret of the Master Xuantian Sect. You must not disclose it to outsiders at all. Otherwise, the restriction in your mind will be triggered and you will explode and die." Lin Feng said.

"The disciple will never reveal any of them, even the closest relatives." Du Qing said.

"Very good." Lin Feng nodded slightly, flipped his palm and took out a longan-eye-sized pill.

"This is the method of taking the Psychiae, and I have left it in your mind."

"Thank you for your kindness, Master." Du Qing took it respectfully.

"Get up."

Du Qing stood up.

"Boss, I want to enter the master, too." Lai Bancheng looked at Lin Feng with a pity, begged.

Lin Feng glanced at Lai Bancheng and spoke lightly:

"You are not suitable for practicing!"

Hearing the hardships of cultivation, he ran to the deep mountains and forests alone and had to solve the problem of food and drink by himself. Lai Bancheng gave up.

"Ahem, this practice is really not suitable for me. I'd better be the richest man with peace of mind. Hehe."

"Master, a mysterious force has appeared in underground forces recently, and the Bai family has also had abnormal movements." Du Qing reported.

"Secret surveillance is to get uprooted when the time comes." Lin Feng said.

"Yes." Du Qingdao.

At night, in a small farmhouse in Qingzhou, flowers and plants withered, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves.

The autumn is strong, and in the pavilion, an old man skillfully tries the noodles, makes dumplings, pork and leek fillings. A handsome young man sits opposite him. His figure looks thin, but his dark eyes are extremely deep, like stars.

"You kid, when you come back, you make such a big noise, and you're almost breaking the sky. It's really unrest!" The gray-haired old man glanced at the young man, shook his head, and said helplessly.

"Haha, with you always pushing you on it, what are you afraid of?" the young man smiled.

"You kid, aren't you afraid that I can't suppress the old man? The people in the military court dragged you out and killed you." The old man said angrily.

"Are you willing?" the young man smiled.

The old man laughed too.

I cooked a pot of hot dumplings, and each of the old and the young men had a plate, and a plate of peanuts and two taels of wine.

Mr. Tong signaled the Yu Xiaohu to retreat.

"If you have any requests, you can agree to you as long as it is not too much!" said Mr. Tong.

"There is only one requirement. No accidents will occur in the people around me." Lin Feng said.

"Don't worry, only I am still alive, and I will never let the tragedy happen again!" Mr. Tong's body shook, revealing a stream of iron blood pressure.

“When will you set out?”

"Three days later!"

"Three days? It's enough."

Lin Feng left the courtyard and came directly to a villa.

In the villa, a woman curled up on the bed, her face was pale, her head was covered in cold sweat, and she moaned in pain.

Tang Xiyue's uterine cold disease broke out again.

Last time, she received a call from Lin Feng and rushed to Qingzhou at night, but she failed to see Lin Feng. So many things happened in the middle, and it was rumored that Lin Feng was dead.

She didn't believe it and waited for a month. She had no hope at all, but she planned to meet Tianhai, but received a call from Lin Feng and made an appointment to have a second treatment tonight.
Chapter completed!