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Suddenly, Leng Feishuang stopped because there were a few people standing in front of her. They were the ones from the Pill Sect that day. With a glance behind them, she saw an old man glaring at her with a face full of anger.

"Brat, if you hand over the Spirit Calamity Grass, I'll let you off, but if you don't …" the old man threatened Leng Fei as he spoke.

Leng Fei turned around and suddenly sneered, "Heh heh, one of the five great sects. I didn't expect that you would bully the weak and bully the weak. You even dare to be so confident in stealing from others. What an eye-opener!"

Mi Xue's face was filled with rage as she took a step forward and pointed at Leng Feidi, "How dare you, a nameless brat, slander the Pill Sect!"

Leng Feishuang did not get angry, but laughed, "Defamation? Is it that the person slandering this place should be you?"

The old man's eyes narrowed. Could it be that the truth wasn't as Xue'er had said, but then a fierce light flashed through his eyes? But so what? He had to obtain the Nether Spirit Grass today no matter what.

The old man slowly walked forward and stood beside Mi Xue and the others. "Young man, it's useless even if you took the Nether Soul Grass. Why don't you give it to the Pill Sect? Our Pill Sect owes you a favor."

One must know how important a favor from the Pill Sect was. You could use a saint rank pill to break through.

A favor from the Pill Sect, sorry, she really did not think much of it. If it was the strongest amongst the five forces, the Azure Dragon Palace, she could still consider it.

"I'm sorry, I don't plan to help with the Nether Soul Grass." Leng Fei said with a smile. As long as she didn't want to, even if she destroyed it, she wouldn't hand it over to them.

The old man's face darkened, "Young man, you really have guts, but today you have to hand it over to me or not."

Leng Fei had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with frost.

Michelle winked at the people behind her, and they quickly surrounded Leng Fei and Han Fei.

Even if they were to fight here, no one would care because this was a place where the strong preyed on the weak. There were people competing everywhere here.

The old man's body moved, his five fingers turned into claws and flew towards Leng Xiao.

Leng Fei tilted his head, easily dodging the attack.

The elder pressed forward step by step, and each and every move he made was aimed at the fatal part of Leng Feishuang.

Leng Feishuang looked at the old man's hands. Haha, and extremely poisonous, he really did think highly of her. However, if the four of them knew that the Pill Sect that they had been chasing after was so despicable, wouldn't they be very disappointed?

Leng Fei Duo took out the Soul Locking Whip. With the Soul Locking Whip, it was not that difficult for him to deal with the old man.

Mi Xue had taken a liking to the Soul Locking Whip at first glance when Leng Fei took it out. Her weapon was also a whip, but she could tell at a glance that her following was completely incomparable.

Leng Feishuang swung out his whip to wrap it around the pavilion, and with a light leap of his body, he dodged the old man's fatal strike.

"Heh, and here I thought the Pill Sect was really powerful. That's all they can do." Leng Feishuang said disdainfully. Only she knew that it was not that easy. She had used all her strength in each and every attack.

Indeed, when the old man saw how relaxed Leng Feishuang was, he was also extremely shocked in his heart. Could it be that his cultivation was around the same level as him, a Zong Stage High Rank?

While the old man was still in a daze, Mi Xue's anxious voice sounded, "Master, be careful!"

The old man raised his head, only to see a whip striking his face and head.

The old man was greatly alarmed. His first reaction was to dodge. Even though his head had dodged the whip, his shoulder had not been able to avoid it. The whip had ripped open his flesh, causing his blood and flesh to tumble about.

The old man's face turned white, he looked at the wound, and it seemed as if it was blackened, as though there was poison in it, and when he glared at Leng Feidi, his eyes were terrifyingly venomous.

Leng Fei glared back at him. "What, you're only allowed to use poison and you're not allowed to let me use poison?"

The old man looked at Michelle in exasperation. "Let's go," he said through gritted teeth.

Mi Xue was shocked, as if she couldn't believe that this was said by her master. How could she leave? She still hadn't gotten her whip.

The old man was slightly angry as he saw that Mi Xue had yet to move. "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and help me."

Mi Xue gritted her teeth and went forward to support the old man. Her eyes were filled with grievance. This was the first time that her master had been this fierce towards her.

Before he left, the elder turned his head to look at Leng Feishuang. His eyes seemed to be filled with poison, "Brat, there's still a long way to go."

In truth, she had been holding on the entire time. She had no chance of winning against a Zong Stage High Rank warrior at the early stage. She had only won by a fluke, coupled with the mentality of others.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, and she thought to herself, "Not good, the alcohol is up. You have to know that she's finished two big jars already."

Leng Fei's eyes turned black. Just as he was about to fall down, a white silhouette suddenly flashed and Leng Fei's pair of hands landed in the arms of a person.

When Leng Feishuang completely lost his consciousness, he opened his eyes to take a look. Suddenly, he broke into a grin, "Hehe, Di Wuxiang, you're here!" Then, he closed his eyes and stopped moving.

Di Wuxiang looked at the girl in her arms with a complicated expression. After a long time, she sighed and left the place while carrying her.

At a secluded residence not far from the city, Zhui Feng was standing at the entrance of the mansion when he finally saw his master. He immediately stepped forward to greet him.

However, when she saw the person in her master's arms, her eyes lit up, "Junior Sister, why did you knock him out and bring him back?"

Di Wuxiang's aura turned cold, and Zhui Feng tactfully ran away.

Carrying Leng Feishuang back to his room, Di Wuxiang placed her on the bed. Looking at the woman on the bed, her face was completely red. "Since I can't drink that much, then why should I?"

At this moment, Leng Fei pouted. "So hot", he stretched out his hand to strip off his clothes.

Very soon, Leng Fei's collar was wide open, revealing his sexy collarbone.

Di Wuxiang's eyes darkened. She stepped forward to take off her outer robe, leaving only a white inner garment behind.

Just as Di Wuxiang was about to stand up, Leng Feishuang suddenly grabbed his arm and started mumbling something.

Di Wuxiang was curious for a rare moment, so she bent over to listen. The more she listened, the darker her face became.

"Di Wuxiang, you bastard!"

"Di Wuxiang, why are you bullying me?"

"Why does my heart feel so uncomfortable? Di Wuxiang, you thousand-year-old bastard!"

Di Wuxiang: "…"

Di Wuxiang had to endure and endure in order to not throw Leng Feishuang out. She actually dared to curse him for a thousand years …

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Leng Feishuang hugged him even tighter and pressed down on his chest.