But Lu Henge's Nascent Soul was shattered...

The good impression that had just arisen towards Ye Feng disappeared in an instant.

A grown man who vomits blood and faints at any time and still has a pitiful expression on his face is more feminine than a woman.

Lin Xing looked at Lu Henge, hesitated for a few breaths, and then softened his tone, which was unusual for him. "I will report this matter to the Sect Master truthfully. You should take good care of your injuries and don't mention the Sword Prison anymore."

Lu Hen Ge frowned slightly.

How can this be!

If he doesn't enter the Sword Prison, what will happen to his sword bones, bronze skin and the true meaning of his sword heart?

More importantly, there is a sword in the Sword Prison, and he must get it.

"Elder Lin, I shattered my Nascent Soul to sever our master-disciple relationship. It has nothing to do with my own punishment."

"If you don't put me in the Sword Prison, how can I explain to the outside world? How can I maintain the reputation of the Three Thousand Dao Sect?" Even if the Jade Emperor came today, Lu Hen Ge would still go to the Sword Prison.

Before Lin Xing could say anything, Ye Feng, who had been pretending to be unconscious, woke up and leaned in Lu Sheng's arms, his eyes blurred with tears.

"Brother, you can't go! The Sword Prison is dangerous, and you have no cultivation now, how can you take the risk! If it really doesn't work out, I can bear the pain of the Sword Prison for you."

Lu Sheng and Qiu Liu comforted Ye Feng with a look of heartache.

"You are also injured, you cannot enter the Sword Prison."

"Heal your wounds!"

Lu Sheng caressed Ye Feng's cheek with heartache, took out a silk scarf from his sleeve and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Hen Ge smiled dumbly, then suddenly raised his arm and waved towards Ye Feng: "Junior brother, come here."

Ye Feng was stunned.

Why call him over?

But then he thought again, Lu Hen Ge was already a disabled person, what could he do to him in the past? Besides, there were so many people watching around, so Lu Hen Ge would not dare to do anything out of line.

Ye Feng struggled to get up from Lu Sheng's arms and staggered to Lu Henge's front, his eyes still filled with tears: "Senior Brother."

As soon as the words fell.

Bang!

A crisp slap sounded.

Lu Hen Ge shook his hands.

Oh shit!

This green tea guy is so shameless that after the slap, it is his palm that hurts the most.

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time."

“There was never a chance.”

"Thank you for your help, Junior Brother."

Lu Hen Ge grinned, his white teeth revealing a hint of coldness.

He could find an opportunity to kill the others, but as for this Ye Feng, Lu Hen Ge wanted to play with him slowly. After all, he had been humiliated so many times in his previous life, and he had to humiliate him back no matter what.