Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"Blame you?"

Han Feng was stunned.

"Why blame you? It's all Master's fault."

"But... but I kissed Master on my own initiative!"

Lin Xian'er blushed bright red as soon as she finished speaking.

Han Feng fell silent.

He touched his mouth, inwardly smiling bitterly.

Xian'er actually...

No, if she hadn't woken me up with her actions, I might have done something even worse.

After all, in that state, even Han Feng himself couldn't control himself.

That desire seemed to come from instinct, gradually leading him into the abyss.

"Xian'er, in the end, it's all Master's fault."

"Whether you want to hit or punish me, I will listen to you."

At this moment, Han Feng showed the attitude of an "apprentice" and admitted his mistakes.

Lin Xian'er's heart, which had just calmed down, began to pound wildly again.

Master looks like this... I miss him so much...

No no no!

He's definitely going to throw a tantrum again later!

Lin Xian'er actually understands her master very well. He is too traditional and too moral, and he is very stubborn about this kind of thing.

"no thanks."

Lin Xian'er said earnestly, "No matter what Master does, Xian'er will not blame Master."

Han Feng felt both touched and guilty.

At that moment, he didn't know what to say.

Is it something to be thankful for?

The two did not commit any major mistakes.

Or is it a regret?

This was the first time Han Feng had ever felt physical attraction from a woman.

Han Feng shook his head vigorously, dispelling the evil thoughts in his heart.

"Xian'er, about today's events."

Lin Xian'er immediately raised her hand.

"I know, let's pretend it never happened, right?"

Han Feng's expression froze.

He sighed.

"People can deceive others, but how can they deceive themselves?"

"Enough, Xian'er. From now on, we must take this as a warning and never do anything foolish again."

Lin Xian'er felt a little disappointed, but nodded.

She just knew...

Looking at Han Feng's slightly serious expression, Lin Xian'er felt a little fortunate. Luckily, she had kissed him earlier; otherwise, she might never have been able to fulfill her wish.

Although the possibility of going further is extremely slim, what if Master goes mad again next time?

Lin Xian'er harbored an immoral expectation in her heart.

Han Feng sighed again.

In such matters, no matter who initiates it, the one at fault is always the master.

His failure to properly instruct his apprentices is a dereliction of duty.

"Xian'er, you've successfully broken through?"

Lin Xian'er nodded.

"Ah."

"Let me see."

Han Feng checked Lin Xian'er's condition again, and this time, he seemed somewhat unnatural.

With two fingers resting on the other person's wrist, Han Feng took a deep breath, suppressed his distracting thoughts, and frowned as he scrutinized the situation.

In the dantian, the poison pill had shattered, and in its place was a small purple infant.

She looks quite similar to Lin Xian'er when she was a child.

"Try summoning the Poison Spirit."

Lin Xian'er formed hand seals, and the massive poisonous fighting energy within her body began to circulate.

boom!

With a jolt of air, the poisonous fighting spirit behind Lin Xian'er quickly condensed, and the poisonous spirit in her dantian gradually awakened, eventually moving out of Lin Xian'er's body.

"What kind of feeling did you experience?"

Lin Xian'er manipulated the Poison Spirit and discovered that it was incredibly light, yet it could continuously absorb the poison gas from her body.

In this way, theoretically speaking, even if Lin Xian'er's poison gas enters the backlash stage, as long as the poison gas is transferred to the poison spirit's body in time, she will not suffer a backlash.

The only thing to worry about is whether this poison spirit will betray us.

"It feels great. Poison Spirit can store my poison gas to a greater extent, and it can also unleash combat techniques unexpectedly under my control."

Lin Xian'er gave a demonstration.

She herself did not move, but the Poison Spirit began to circulate her cultivation techniques and unleash her fighting skills.

Nine Yin Mystic Hand

A purple claw-like shadow streaked through the air.

Its power is in no way inferior to that of Lin Xian'er herself.

Han Feng nodded.

"If the poison spirit is prepared in advance within the body, it can be used to instantly unleash a Rank 1 combat skill."

This is a significant advantage when facing the enemy.

"This poison spirit needs to be maintained until the peak of Dou Huang. During this period, you need to pay close attention to see what changes will occur in it."

Han Feng reminded him.

"understood."

Lin Xian'er manipulated the Poison Spirit for a while longer before retracting it into her body.

"Master, where do we go next?"

Han Feng glanced at the boundless sea, feeling a mix of indescribable emotions.

"Don't rush off, take a break and clear your head."

"Oh."

Lin Xian'er stood next to Han Feng and looked at the sea with him.

"Master..."

"Xian'er..."

The two spoke at the same time, and coincidentally, they came together.

Han Feng and Lin Xian'er both felt a tightness in their chests and unconsciously fell silent.

"Um... Master, are you hungry? I'll go make you something to eat."

"it is good."

Lin Xian'er immediately lowered her head and ran away.

The awkward atmosphere finally eased. Han Feng looked at the undulating sea, but he actually had no appetite at all.

Han Feng, what's wrong with you?

Why are you afraid to face Xian'er?

What are you afraid of?

Or are you up to no good?

boom!

Like a thunderclap, a giant wave suddenly surged up on the once calm sea, just like Han Feng's heart at that moment.

He clenched his fists, trying to calm himself down using the profound meaning of the Fallen Heart Flame.

But he hesitated.

He feared that even after using the profound mysteries of Brahman to completely calm his mind, the answer would still remain unchanged.

Han Feng slowly released his grip, and the white flames in his eyes dissipated.

Master?

Master...

Master!

Master~

Scenes flashed through his mind, and Lin Xian'er's image gradually took over his entire heart.

The next second, Han Feng's hair suddenly turned white, and he instantly entered the [Fallen Brahma Heart] profound technique.

A sea breeze swept by, lifting Han Feng's long, white hair.

A self-deprecating laugh drifted out to sea on the sea breeze.

......

"Master, it's time to eat."

Lin Xian'er came out and called out.

"coming."

Han Feng resumed his usual demeanor and walked over.

"It's quite a feast."

Lin Xian'er smiled gently.

"Try it."

Han Feng picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks.

"Yeah, it tastes good."

He praised it.

The two sat at a table eating lunch, just like any other day.

Lin Xian'er looked at Han Feng's face and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

She was quite worried that Han Feng would change after that incident.

Lin Xian'er no longer expects Han Feng to accept her forbidden feelings, but she also doesn't want him to distance himself from her.

I'll be content just to stay by his side like before.

"Xian'er".