C3 The Witch of the Forest Lin Feiyan.

In just one night, Chen Feng was able to cultivate to such an extent in an environment where spiritual energy was depleted. Chen Feng was very satisfied with himself.

It was time for him to go home and see his parents.

Chen Feng thought about how his parents were still alive after his rebirth, and he felt a warmth in his heart.

He turned around and jumped lightly on the mountain path. He ran towards the foot of the mountain like a bolt of lightning.

Not long after Chen Feng went down the mountain, a pretty girl wearing white training clothes also climbed to the top of Spirit Mist Mountain.

"This is?"

Lin Feiyan saw the big tree at the top of the mountain that was full of scars. She was so angry that she trembled.

"Is he crazy? Why did he use the tree to vent his anger?"

"Did it offend you?"

"You made it like this, are you going to let it live? "

After Lin Feiyan finished scolding, she took out her phone and dialed a number. She was full of anger.

"Lee, check the surveillance. I want to know everyone who went to the top of Spirit Mist Mountain since last night."

"You want to know the reason? My grandfather's Longevity Tree is about to be killed!"

"I'll send you a photo. Don't tell my grandfather yet, I'm afraid he'll get sick from anger."

"Yes, I want to hang that bastard to death!"

Lin Feiyan hung up the phone. She held the phone and walked around the big tree while gnashing her teeth.

"This bastard, don't let me know who it is. Otherwise, I will hang you up on this tree!"

Suddenly, her pretty face froze. She stared straight at the whirlpools on the trunk of the tree.

Feiyan gradually widened her eyes and turned pale with shock.

"These are fist marks?"

"How is this possible?"

She reached out and touched the whirlpools on the tree trunk. At the center of each whirlpool, there was an eye-catching fist imprint.

Someone was practicing here. Just one punch was enough to make a dent in the hard tree trunk!

What kind of fist could reach such a degree?

Lin Feiyan's legs opened and she took a deep breath. She looked at the vortex on the tree trunk and slowly clenched her fists.

In a short period of time, her fist force suddenly condensed.

Lin Feiyan shouted in a low voice and punched at the tree trunk with all her strength!

The big tree gently swayed, and the branches and leaves rustled.

After Lin Feiyan retracted her fist, she looked at the tiny, indiscernible fist print on the tree trunk and was stunned for a moment.

"It hurts so much." Suddenly, she sucked in a breath of cold air, opened her mouth, and continuously swung her right hand.

"Who the hell is this? How did he do it? Is his fist made of iron? "

Wait, wait. Iron? Did he wear an iron glove?

That didn't seem right either. This fist print was even smaller than her fist.

If he was also wearing an iron glove, then how small would this person's fist be?

She carefully observed the fist print and frowned.

If he didn't wear gloves, then the person who punched should be a youth.

Why would a youth come here?

He even left behind so many fist marks here. Was he provoking the Lin Family?

Lin Feiyan shook her head lightly when she thought of this.

With such strength, if there was a grudge between them, the Lin Family would not be able to stop him from taking revenge. There was no need to do anything unnecessary.

Forget it. I'll wait for the security department to check the results of the surveillance. I'll know who it is very soon.

Not long after, the security office called back.

"Director Lin, I found it. He's a male student. He's wearing the No.1 High School uniform. We're investigating his identity."

"Alright, let me know when you find him."

After Lin Feiyan hung up the phone, she looked at the Forest City at the foot of the mountain. The corner of her mouth gradually curved up.

"Is he a student?"

She twisted her beautiful body and smiled confidently.

"Can you resist the witch's temptation?"