Lin Zhenzhen's eyelids twitched, and she felt a surge of excitement in her heart, but she still widened her eyes and pretended to be terrified: "What do you want to do?"
"You're wrong. It's not about what I want to do, it's about what he wants to do."
A strand of hair slipped from Yan Feichen's forehead, covering most of his eyes.
“Your master lost everything, so he can only use his right hand as a wager.”
"What did you say?" Lin Zhenzhen's face turned as pale as paper in an instant.
Not only that, she also pretended that her legs were so weak she couldn't stand up, and slid down a few feet.
As expected, Yan Feichen grabbed her waist.
"Why are you in such a hurry? I didn't say he would definitely lose this time." Yan Feichen said this, but the wicked smile on his lips could not be hidden.
He raised his chin, his bangs slightly shifted to the side, revealing a pair of sinister dark red eyes.
"Do you know what he wanted to gain by paying such a high price?"
Lin Zhenzhen's eyelids twitched wildly, like a frightened fawn in the forest, bewildered and completely unable to think under the onslaught of massive amounts of information.
Yan Feichen lowered his voice: "Tell me, why would a high and mighty immortal be interested in things from the demon realm?"
Lin Zhenzhen's heart skipped a beat: "How did you know...?"
“Of course I know.” Yan Feichen’s eyes were fierce. “I will never forget the scent on him in my life.”
Lin Zhenzhen asked, puzzled, "When did you two meet?"
Yan Feichen's eyes darkened; this was a memory etched into his very bones.
Back then, people from Cangyan Mountain and the Heavenly Realm escorted him to the Ten Thousand Zhang Demon Cave.
Because of what Bai Tongtong said in the water dungeon, Yan Feichen grew increasingly disgusted with her and didn't even want to look at this woman anymore.
Perhaps his coldness was too direct, making Bai Tongtong feel embarrassed. She remained quiet the whole way and did not take the initiative to talk to Yan Feichen again.
This peaceful atmosphere lasted for less than three days.
Because there were too many variables on the way to the Demon Cave, they could only travel half the distance by sword, and the other half by horse.
However, they found the fastest route. It started from the east and passed through the mother river of the central continent.
Unexpectedly, a sudden downpour occurred, and Danling, seeing that the villages along the way were flooded, offered to go and provide relief to the victims.
Cultivation sects like Cangyan Mountain are committed to helping the weak and needy, so others naturally cannot stand idly by.
So in the end, only Bai Tongtong, who had little magical power, was left to guard Yan Feichen alone.
Before leaving, Yan Feichen saw Danling pull Bai Tongtong to a corner and slip something into her hand.
He knew that it was a magical artifact connected to the straps on his hands, and that if he dared to make any rash moves, he would be subdued immediately.
Bai Tongtong nodded, then turned around and glanced at him.
Yan Feichen turned his face away expressionlessly, staring blankly at the drizzling rain outside.
Everything was normal that afternoon, but late at night, Yan Feichen was shaken awake.
"You should go." Bai Tongtong's voice was hoarse, as if she was afraid, or as if she had just been crying. "Run while everyone else is away."
Yan Feichen straightened up and looked at her without saying a word.
"Go quickly, run as far away as you can. Don't worry about me, the real person won't do anything to me."
Yan Feichen withdrew his gaze, sat against the wall, closed his eyes, and tried to fall asleep again.
"Why aren't you leaving yet? Don't you understand what the Devil's Lair is?" Bai Tongtong squatted down. "If you're locked up there, the days to come will be worse than death for you."
Yan Feichen suddenly opened his eyes: "Why are you letting me go?"
“Because I told you, I know you’ve been wronged.” Bai Tongtong pouted. “I’m a very persistent person. Once I’ve made up my mind about something, nothing can change it.”
"And look at me, now I'm the only one who still believes in you."
Yan Feichen's face grew paler and paler. He couldn't understand why a stranger he had just met could believe in him unconditionally, but his master was so heartless.
"I don't want you to spend your life with regrets, so go quickly."
Bai Tongtong's words awakened Yan Feichen.
That's right, he didn't want to leave any regrets. He wanted to find his master and ask her in person why she was so heartless towards him.
"good."
Following Bai Tongtong's gaze for a distance, and making sure she couldn't see him, Yan Feichen immediately changed direction and headed towards Cangyan Mountain.
After nightfall, the rain intensified.
Yan Feichen had no weapon and could not fly on a sword, so he could only walk. The mud that was soaked by the rain turned into mud and filled his boots. Every step he took felt like being dragged by stones.
Yan Feichen secretly calculated the distance in his mind. Based on his physical condition, it would take him about seven days to walk back to Cangyan Mountain.
He dared not rest for a moment, nor did he dare stop to think about what would happen after he arrived at Cangyan Mountain. He only knew that he had to see Lin Zhen and return to her side.
This conviction sustained him as he walked for seven days and seven nights without eating or drinking.
Yan Feichen really returned to Cangyan Mountain. He entered the mountain gate smoothly and did not even encounter any guarding disciples on the way. The journey was so smooth that even he himself found it hard to believe.
The towering ladder to heaven before him reached the clouds; this was the place where Yan Feichen and Lin Zhen met.
During the selection of new disciples that year, he stood at the back of the line in tattered clothes. When he looked up, he saw a woman who was so beautiful that she seemed otherworldly waving at him.
Without even asking her own name, she domineeringly declared, "From now on, I am your master."
Master, Master, Yan Feichen kept repeating these two words in his heart, and finally walked up the last step of the ten thousand steps.
Just then, a gentle breeze brushed against his cheek, and Yan Feichen caught a faint scent of sandalwood.
He looked up and saw a pair of indifferent, pale eyes in the distance.
"evil creature."
The man didn't even make a move; Yan Feichen only felt a powerful pressure coming toward his face.
Faced with this man, Yan Feichen was powerless to fight back and could only tumble down the steps of Baiyu Mountain like a drowning dog.
"Are you alright?" Lin Zhenzhen waved her hand in front of Yan Feichen.
He's been keeping his head down and not saying a word since the beginning. Did he get distracted halfway through the conversation?
Yan Feichen didn't want Lin Zhenzhen to know his most secret and embarrassing secret.
He lowered his gaze and said calmly, "I met you by chance, and then I remembered you."
"Originally, I wasn't interested in this demon lord, but now I need to reconsider."
"Huh? What do you mean..."
Yan Feichen made a move to leave, but Lin Zhenzhen quickly grabbed his sleeve.
"Take me with you."
Yan Feichen stopped in his tracks, turned to look at her, and then grabbed her wrist: "Of course, you can't miss this good show."
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