Yan Feichen hesitated for a moment: "Just take him away like this?"

"There's no other way. There are other monsters here. He won't listen to what we're saying. Leaving him here will only lead to his death."

“Okay.” With that, Yan Feichen knelt down on one knee, placed the unconscious man on his back, and prepared to carry him out.

"Wait, you can't do it like this."

This person saw Yan Feichen's crazed state after he became possessed by a demon, and knew they had to handle it discreetly so that no one else could see him.

Lin Zhenzhen reached into her storage bracelet and pulled out a palm-sized bag.

"Throw him in."

Yan Feichen's eyes widened: "Huh?"

"Aren't you tired carrying him? Hurry up and throw him in, don't waste time."

Lin Zhenzhen snatched the person away and threw them into her Qiankun bag.

This time she was more careful and checked the surroundings carefully again before leaving.

Yan Feichen watched her furtive movements, and his suspicions deepened.

After confirming that there were no other witnesses around, Lin Zhenzhen felt a little relieved.

Lin Zhenzhen tossed the Qiankun bag into her storage bracelet: "Alright, let's get ready to go."

On the Moon Chaser Sword.

Sensing the tension in the person behind her, Lin Zhenzhen chuckled softly.

"Don't worry, my sword-riding skills are top-notch, I won't throw you off."

"If you're still worried, you can put your hand on my shoulder."

Lin Zhenzhen's words were delivered in a cocky, roguish tone, like the opening line of a street thug taking a girl for a drive.

Yan Feichen didn't catch the teasing in the joke; he only felt a fire burning in his heart, making his internal organs feel uncomfortable.

He forced himself to turn his face away and said in a muffled voice, "...Disciple is very relieved."

He had barely finished speaking when he suddenly felt a jolt beneath his feet.

Driven by inertia, Yan Feichen lunged forward, his chest pressed tightly against Lin Zhenzhen's back.

Yan Feichen was stunned for a moment, then stood up abruptly as if he had been electrocuted.

"Oh dear, it seems this little darling is still angry and is still throwing a tantrum at me."

Lin Zhenzhen tilted her head with a grin: "Don't misunderstand, my real skill level is definitely not like that."

"Um?"

Yan Feichen couldn't hear what she was saying at all; the faint fragrance from the girl's neck seemed to still linger around his nose.

It was as if some kind of bewitching drug had completely destroyed all his reason and consciousness.

Yan Feichen stared at her delicate, pale pink earlobes, feeling his heart pounding like a drum.

He clenched his fists, desperately trying to suppress the surging emotions within him.

But some ideas had already sprung up like mushrooms after rain, taking root and sprouting in his mind.

It can't be pulled out anymore.

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Lin Zhenzhen took Yan Fei directly back to their residence on the back of Tianfeng Peak.

As soon as Lin Zhenzhen reached the door, something flapped its wings and flew towards her, wobbling and swaying.

It is a paper crane that emits a faint golden light.

Lin Zhenzhen opened her hand and let it stand upright in her palm; Mo Yin's voice came from inside.

"Xiao Qi, come find me at the main peak as soon as you get back."

His tone was more serious than ever before, and Lin Zhenzhen immediately had a bad feeling.

She handed the Qiankun bag to Yan Feichen and instructed him, "Stay here for now. Before I return, no matter who calls you, do not leave the territory of Tianfeng Peak."

"Also, let the person out of the bag. If he finds it noisy, knock him out and don't let him return to his sect for the time being."

Yan Feichen grabbed her arm, looking somewhat flustered: "Master, what happened?"

Lin Zhenzhen curled the corners of her lips into a reassuring smile.

"I caused a minor trouble, nothing serious."

She tiptoed and patted Yan Feichen's head: "Don't worry, senior brother won't do anything to me. You wait here for me, I'll be back soon."

Yan Feichen frowned slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned down, clearly unwilling.

Can I come with you?

Lin Zhenzhen gently patted the back of his hand: "If you come with me, there will be no one at home."

The word "home" made Yan Feichen's breath catch in his throat.

He seemed to have temporarily lost his ability to think, and obediently let go of her hand.

Even after Lin Zhenzhen had walked quite a distance, he still stood there, as if he had lost his soul.

[Tsk tsk tsk, host, your sweet talk has completely charmed that kid.]

"Tch, you're already stupid?" Lin Zhenzhen pouted. "Can you stop looking down on my target like that?"

Lin Zhenzhen didn't have a good look at this damn system. Well, she could tell that the difficulty of the recent missions had obviously increased.

Although it provides an explanation: the higher the difficulty, the greater the contribution value reward.

However, they always make excuses and refuse to provide complete character profile cards, making it very difficult for me to complete tasks.

It's hard not to suspect that this guy is deliberately making things difficult for you.

Lin Zhenzhen grew increasingly angry, so much so that she didn't notice the stone steps at her feet and tripped and fell hard at the entrance of the Nanwu Temple.

"Xiao Qi, did you hurt yourself?" Mo Yin rushed over.

"It hurts, it hurts so much." Not only does my knee hurt, but the back of my head, which I just hit with a pebble, also hurts, and even pain relief techniques are not working.

Lin Zhenzhen, feeling somewhat aggrieved, threw herself into Mo Yin's arms and began to sob.

"Ahem." Two soft coughs came from the main hall.

Lin Zhenzhen then noticed that there were other people present.

Under the morning light, a man and a woman stood side by side.

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