Bai Feng had doubts in his heart. It was like your mother who had always called you by your nickname since you were a child, suddenly called you by your full name one day, and her tone was a bit polite. This couldn't help but make people suspicious.

Is someone joking with him? Who is so bold?

Senior Sister Yuyao? I have the guts, but the conditions don't allow it.

Su Lanqian... when she was next to him, she couldn't even finish a sentence.

People from other sects?

Not to mention how many people dare to disguise themselves as Bai Yumo, even if there is someone disguised as Bai Yumo, why would they take such a big risk to get close to him?

Um……

If you think about it carefully, there are many reasons.

Could it be that the people from Fengling Sect were unwilling to accept defeat, so they planned to find another way to capture him?

Do they have this ability?

Wait, why am I overthinking here? Can't I just open the system and take a look?

Bai Feng almost wanted to slap himself on the head. How could he forget such an important thing?

"Yumo, I want to drink some water, can you help me get a glass of water?"

He first sat up in bed and asked Bai Yumo who was approaching him.

At the same time, he opened the system and directly clicked on the search function for the Son of Luck. He saw the icon representing Bai Yumo was outside and seemed to be walking towards him.

"Hmm? This Bai Yumo is really fake? ! "

Bai Feng was a little confused, but his expression didn't change.

So the most important thing now is to hold her back.

"Of course." Bai Yumo nodded. She took out a bottle of spiritual spring water from her storage bag and poured it into the bowl on the table. After she was done, she turned to look at Bai Feng, "Brother, do you need me to help you up?"

"No, I'm not seriously injured and can't get out of bed, just put it on the table."

Bai Feng waved his hand, and at the same time he forced his spiritual sense to slowly approach Bai Yumo.

Suddenly, he felt a stinging pain in his eyes and couldn't help frowning.

"Is it a yin-yang pattern?"

Although the Soul Forging Technique was strengthened after the integration of the Yin-Yang Pattern, it was not entirely beneficial. The connection between the Yin-Yang Pattern and the Soul Forging Technique was deeper than he had imagined. Excessive consumption of spiritual consciousness would affect the Yin-Yang Pattern, and then affect the eyes that had integrated the Yin-Yang Pattern.

Although it can be used, it will hurt your eyes and it will affect your recovery speed.

"Brother? What's wrong with you?"

'Bai Yumo' noticed Bai Feng's abnormality and came over with concern. She held the bowl in one hand and stretched out the other hand to him.

"It's okay, it's just that the injury to my eye hasn't fully recovered yet." Bai Feng waved his hand, and at the same time, he forcibly mobilized his spiritual tentacles to touch Bai Yumo, "Okay, give me the water first."

"Brother, you are already like this, let me feed you."

'Bai Yumo' had a hint of a smile on her lips, and her hand kept moving closer to Bai Feng.

Just when her hand was about to touch him, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

"Brother, the porridge is ready, I..."

Bai Yumo was suddenly stunned. She saw someone who looked exactly like her sitting beside the bed, with one hand reaching out to Bai Feng.

Bai Yumo, who was beside the bed, looked out the door. Her expression was not panic, but rather a little angry: "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be me?"

But Bai Yumo at the door did not respond. She gently put the porridge in her hand on the ground.

Then she slowly raised her head, her face expressionless, but her eyes slightly lost their luster: "Unforgivable...forgiveness!"

boom!!

Powerful sword energy burst out from her body. She grasped the hilt of the Heavenly Sword (replica) and slowly pulled the Heavenly Sword out of the scabbard.

Seeing this scene, Bai Yumo's mouth twitched slightly. She no longer cared about pretending, and quickly reached out to grab Bai Feng on the bed: "If you don't want him to get hurt... hm?"

Bai Yumo suddenly felt something was wrong with her hand, and when she turned around she found that it was actually a pillow.

"when?"

She looked surprised, then frowned and looked towards the door again, only to see Bai Feng covering his eyes and walking to Bai Yumo's side.

"Illusion? It can actually affect me, haha, I'm really getting more and more curious about you." Bai Yumo licked her lips. It was obviously the same face, but she was a little more charming. "Bai Feng, come to me. With your talent, it's really a waste of talent in the Tianjian Sect. You are simply a natural saint!"

Bai Feng did not answer her. Instead, it was the sword in Bai Yumo's hand that answered her.

The violent sword energy tore the bed apart, but Bai Yumo dodged it. She fell from the air and sat steadily on the chair with a smile on her face: "Don't be so rude! No one likes your temper."

Then she turned to look at Bai Feng, her fingers slightly hooked up the collar: "But I'm different, I can become whatever you like, even if it's your sister~"

Bai Feng did not answer, but asked: "Are you the Saint of Hundred Appearances?"

"Oh, I didn't expect that Mr. Bai still remembered me in his heart. I'm so happy." The Saint of Hundred Appearances smiled and lifted the hair by her ears. "Don't pay attention to this violent guy. Come with me. I will take you to do something more comfortable."

"die."

At this moment, a long sword suddenly appeared above her head and quickly slashed towards her.

The Saintess of Hundred Appearances dodged quickly. She stared at the expressionless Bai Yumo with a serious expression: "As expected of someone with immortal bones, you are indeed quite powerful."

Unfortunately, she is not at the Jindan stage. Although she has suppressed her cultivation to the Jindan stage with secret methods, her explosive combat power can reach the late Yuanying stage...

boom!!

The pupils of the Saint of a Hundred Faces shrank slightly. She reached out and touched her scratched face with an expression of disbelief.

At this moment, Bai Yumo's body was covered with a strange color, and a power different from spiritual power slowly rose from her body. She slowly raised the Heavenly Sword in her hand, and said in a calm but somewhat sinister tone: "It went astray, I won't miss next time."

After saying that, she rushed towards the Holy Maiden of a Hundred Faces once again.

"Is this the power of the immortal bone? It's too unreasonable, isn't it?"

The Saint of a Hundred Appearances was no longer as relaxed as before, and immediately focused her attention to deal with the situation.

The moves she launched were easily crushed. She wanted to fight back but was overwhelmed by the attack like a storm and could only dodge repeatedly.

She was clearly capable of unleashing the power of a late Nascent Soul stage cultivator, but why was she the one being suppressed?

No, if this goes on, I’m really going to fall into the hands of this little guy in the early stage of the Golden Core!

"Bai Feng, see you next time..."

The Holy Lady of a Hundred Appearances just gave Bai Feng a charming smile, but the next second the Heavenly Sword chased after her.

She could only curse in her heart, not caring about her image, and broke through the wall.

There is still a lot of time! Compared to fighting desperately, she prefers to take it slow. If it doesn't work this time, then she will do it next time!

Bai Yumo stared at the other person's fleeing back and did not choose to chase after him.

Her body shook twice and suddenly fell backwards.

"careful."

Bai Feng quickly reached out to catch her, but she seemed to have no strength left and fell into his arms, no longer as strong as she had just been.