Looking at Ling Feiyu and his party's backs away, Lin Chong's eyes were deep and there was no fluctuation, making it difficult to guess his true thoughts.

"Why did you agree to him?"

Su Miao bit his lower lip and whispered: "Although he is the first true teaching of Wuji Sect, I have a way to deal with it. Do you just don't trust me so much?"

"I know you are doing it for my own good, but I will solve this problem myself."

Lin Chong's eyes retreated coldly and handed Murasu to Yukino, who took it with both hands: "I also want to see how big the gap between myself and the real genius is."

"A real genius?"

Su Miao had a strange expression and looked at Lin Chong with a squinted look: "Aren't you yourself? In my opinion, you are much better than the so-called true teachings of hidden sects."

"I'm different from them."

Lin Chong raised his head slightly, looked at the sunny sky, and his tone was calm and gentle: "They have guidance from famous teachers and have been trained by the sect since childhood. But I can reach this day by myself."

"That's why I said you're much better than them."

Su Miao said seriously: "I have seen many geniuses, but none of them can compare to you. You are walking on a unique road and will sooner or later leave everyone behind."

Lin Chong withdrew his gaze, glanced at Su Miao's exquisite pretty face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Your confidence is more than mine."

As the two talked, the originally nervous atmosphere gradually eased.

Four girls, including piano, chess, poetry and wine, bowed to Lin Chong and Su Miao, and retreated silently. This was the first time they had endured the pressure of the peak warriors of the Warriors. While shocking and fearing, they also benefited a lot.

Yukino quietly spread her palms, her palms wet, which shows how much pressure Ling Feiyu put on her.

In fact, if Lin Chong and Su Miao had not been holding most of the pressure in front of him, otherwise Yukino would not be able to bear it at all.

The pressure of a warrior is not an invisible thing, but an external manifestation of the three spirits, energy and spirit. It has substantial lethality, which can arouse the inner fear of the enemy and destroy the opponent's will. This is the case with the so-called defeated soldiers without fighting.

"Even if you want to compete with him, is five days too short?"

Su Miao lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and her whole body exuded an indescribable calm beauty: "Can you recover from the wounds in such a short time?"

"no problem."

Lin Chong raised his bandaged hands, spread his five fingers, and slowly clenched: "Even if I can't return to my full state, I'm sure to fight with it."

"……All right."

Su Miao sighed helplessly, a hint of melancholy flashed in her eyes. Such an expression appeared on her face, which was particularly touching.

"Sorry, I let you down." Lin Chong whispered.

"Hmph, I'm used to it anyway."

Su Miao gave Lin Chong a angrily, obviously having a little emotion in his heart: "I won't advise you again in the future, you can do it yourself!"

After saying that, she twisted her waist and turned around and went back to the villa, leaving Lin Chong alone.

Lin Chong looked at Su Miaoyao's slim back and couldn't help laughing. It was a novel experience to see her temper, who had always been cold.

Yukino stood beside her, her big eyes flashing, her face was innocent and ignorant, and she had no idea why the master was smiling.

Lin Chong noticed that the little maid's face seemed a little wrong: "Yosino, are you okay?"

"fine."

Yukino shook his head gently, then asked in a low voice: "Master, are you really going to fight that person?"

Lin Chong raised his hand and rubbed Yukino's head: "Yes."

"Then please be careful, Master. Yukino is like Miss Miao, and I don't want to see you get hurt again."

Yukino lowered her head, her little face with a white and red face was full of worry, and her voice was not much louder than a mosquito scream.

"I see."

Lin Zhong felt warm in his heart and put his hand on Yukino's shoulder: "Help me in."

"yes."

Yukino held Murasu with one hand and put the other around Lin Chong's waist, and carefully helped him into the villa.

On the other side.

It was not until he completely left the villa behind that Cheng Feng mustered up the courage to ask: "Senior Brother, are we really letting that guy go like that?"

Ling Feiyu carried his hands on his back and walked slowly along the sidewalk. The span of each step was exactly the same, as if he had measured it with a ruler in advance.

"What about that?"

Hearing Cheng Feng's words, he raised his eyebrows and asked casually.

"Take his life while he is sick."

Cheng Feng, with his palms as a knife, went down everything and made a beheading gesture: "Lin Chong is seriously injured and his strength has been greatly reduced. He is no match for us at all. Why not find a chance to secretly kill him!"

"Your plan is good."

Ling Feiyu raised his lips and showed a smile of unknown significance, which seemed sarcastic and bored: "I agree, you will be responsible for doing it, how about it?"

"I am alone? Where are you, senior brother?" Cheng Feng asked with a smirk.

"I?"

Ling Feiyu said lightly: "Of course I will stay here to collect the body for you."

“…”

Cheng Feng was speechless when he heard this and couldn't speak.

"Don't think of yourself too smart, and don't think of your opponent too stupid. Things you can think of are impossible for Lin Chong and Su Miao to imagine."

Ling Feiyu looked ahead, and the cold words came clearly into Cheng Feng's ears: "Or, do you think I can't beat Lin Chong, and you need to use such despicable means?"

"No, no, senior brother, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that!"

Cheng Feng shook his hands and instantly broke out in a cold sweat: "I'm just afraid that there will be more dreams in the night..."

When Xu Zhen and Xu Chun saw him panic, they couldn't help laughing.

"No matter what you mean, it's better to use your brain before speaking. I hate the clever fools the most." Ling Feiyu said expressionlessly.

Cheng Feng nodded like pounding garlic, shutting his mouth, and never dared to say a word again.

"Senior Brother, where are we going next?" Xu Zhen asked respectfully.

"Go to find Su Xiaotian first and have a good talk with him."

A strange light flashed in Ling Feiyu's eyes: "In addition, you can spread the news that I want to duel with Lin Chong as soon as possible. The more people you know, the better."

"Why?"

Xu Zhen and the other two looked at each other, both of them confused.

"This is a good opportunity to promote Wuji Sect. I want to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, so that everyone can understand the consequences of offending Wuji Sect."

Ling Feiyu smiled coldly: "Those who dare to offend me Wuji Sect will be killed without mercy! Even if the Su family supports him, I will beat him to death in front of the world on the ring!"

"Senior Brother is wise!"
Chapter completed!