Wan Feng glanced at him. "Are you going to stay and die instead of running? Didn't you see how strong that guy surnamed Lin is? He even killed Li Qingcang. Do you really think those old guys can stop him?"
Everyone fell silent.
Although it's not a fair fight, what the senior brother said is true. Staying means certain death, so what else can we do but run?
Fortunately, people from other sects stepped in to help.
"Senior Brother, you're amazing! You really scared me to death! You're a true hero!" Fukuda Misa snuggled sweetly against Wan Feng.
Wan Feng's heart skipped a beat. He was immediately struck by her beauty when he first saw her, and now that he was so close to her, he felt as if his soul was floating.
He grabbed Fukuda Misa's delicate hand and said, "Girl, don't be afraid. From now on, our Bajiquan sect will protect you! After we get back, we'll go to the capital and the General Association to report this Lin guy. No matter how powerful he is, can he be more powerful than the authorities? If the authorities know how vicious he is, they will definitely hire an unparalleled master to destroy him!"
"That's right! He's just a mere Great Perfection cultivator; a Martial Saint will surely subdue him!"
"He won't have a good ending!"
"We'll grind him to dust sooner or later!"
The disciples all echoed his sentiments.
"Ouch!"
At that moment, Fukuda Misa suddenly exclaimed and fell into Wan Feng's arms.
Wan Feng looked anxious. "Girl, what's wrong?"
Fukuda Misa quickly said, "That guy surnamed Lin put a forbidden spell on me before, I, I'm in so much pain!"
"Where does it hurt? Let me take a look," Wan Feng said hurriedly.
Fukuda Misa bit her lip and glanced at everyone. "It's...it's on my chest. I need to take off my clothes!"
Wan Feng was stunned for a moment, then glared and roared, "What are you all looking at? Get out of here!"
The disciples exchanged glances, touched their noses, and walked away embarrassedly.
Now, only Fukuda Misa and Wanfeng remained in the woods.
Wan Feng said with a slightly flushed face, "Miss, come, let me take a look. Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you!"
Fukuda Misa blushed, nodded sweetly, and then slowly unbuttoned her blouse.
Wan Feng was stunned. What came into view was a pure white expanse, and he subconsciously moved closer.
Just then, a wisp of black smoke gradually emerged from the snow-white area, transforming into a ghostly face.
Wan Feng was stunned for a moment, but unexpectedly the ghost face opened its blood-red maw and bit him fiercely!
"ah--"
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