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Suppressing the wild thoughts in his heart, Ye Feng ran downstairs quickly. With a sweep of his consciousness, he knew that the masked teenager from Taiji Temple had not woken up, while the south was sleeping soundly by the side.

The Hidden Immortal Incantation he had shown the south had already been successfully circulated. According to his talent, he would be able to comprehend the Ghost Crying Knife Technique very quickly.

When that time came, Ye Feng would teach him the Ghost Soul Walk of the Asura's Gate, and he would definitely become a first-rate assassin. At the very least, with Ye Feng, the potential for growth in the south would definitely surpass that of any disciple of the Hidden Fairy Sect.

As for cultivation, Ye Feng had yet to tell the South about it. After all, this was his greatest secret.

Ye Feng pushed the door and entered, showing the masked youth that he was only 18 years old. He looked like he was nine years old, but was actually ten years old and had extraordinary strength, but unfortunately he met with the unreasonable Li Feng, and it was a tragedy.

Ye Feng thought for a while, then took off the mask for him, looked at her face that was burned down, and unhesitatingly used Holy Therapy.

Golden rays of light began to envelop the youth's body. After being struck by the Real Thunder Sword Wind, the dead cells in his body and his disfigured face, they began to regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour ?

Time passed minute after minute, until the Innate Qi in Ye Feng's body was completely used up, he finally stopped, and the masked youth was fine, even her previously burnt face and dead tissues had been shed, she only needed to take a bath, and from today onwards, he would no longer have to wear a mask.

This could also be considered as a bit of repayment for saving Shu Shu by the masked youth.

To cultivators, there was no such thing as "disfigurement". Of course, people like Mo Jiuge, who were born ugly, could do nothing about it. In Ye Feng's opinion, even if it was the strongest person on Earth, they wouldn't be able to do anything in the face of Mo Jiuge's honor ?

As the sky darkened, Ye Feng could feel the tide slowly spreading over from the beach, and the coastline was still rising.

The entire village was already in the water, up to their ankles, and at this rate, before dawn, the ground floor of the house they were in would be flooded.

If they were to return to the center of Xiangshan County now, they would be too obvious. If they were found by the Long family and the Super Fist Sect, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After Shu Shu finished talking, she went downstairs to find some food from the refrigerator and made a simple dinner.

Since they were already in the water, the place where they would eat was upstairs. Other than the still unconscious young man wearing the Taiji Temple mask, all four of them were present.

"I'm starving, bro!"

As soon as the South saw the table full of food, his eyes lit up like a reincarnated hungry ghost.

"Eat more. Rest well tonight."

Ye Feng said as she ate: "Wan'er, stay alert tonight. Call for the south to discuss if anything happens."

Long Wan'er had her Divine Sense, so no one would be able to get close to the house silently. However, the south was a meticulous man, and as long as he was here, no matter how strong the enemies were, they would always be able to think of a way to deal with them.

"Hmm, what about you?"

Hearing him say that, Long Wan'er became a little worried, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to take a look at the Carol King."

Ye Feng said resolutely.

"What!"

The other three people on the table were all shocked. Ye Feng was really plotting against the Carol King? In their view, they should be looking for an opportunity to leave the Eastern Ocean immediately, but Ye Feng was going the other way.

"I'll go take a look at the Carol King. You guys stay here, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Ye Feng emphasized it again.

"Are you sure?"

The South frowned and didn't object, but asked.

"You have a good chance."

Ye Feng nodded.

"Then I am relieved."

With a smile on his face, the South was no longer conflicted and continued to eat.

It had to be said that Shu Shu's culinary skills were exceptionally good, especially now that everyone was hungry, they were even more so like wolves and tigers.

Although he didn't want to make such a comparison, Ye Feng had to admit that the dishes prepared by Shu Shu and Su Menghan were on a completely different level ?

"Then be careful."

Shu Shu felt that she didn't have the right to speak, and wasn't in a position to advise Ye Feng on anything, so she could only say tenderly, "I must remember, Wan'er is still waiting for you here.

Hearing this, Long Wan'er's face reddened, but he still agreed: "That's right, if you don't come back, I will definitely accompany you there."

She originally wanted to go with Ye Feng, but after thinking about it, other than Ye Feng who had a Divine Sense, she was the only one here. Furthermore, Ye Feng might not let her go, so she gave up on this idea.

"Don't worry, how could I bear to leave you behind? Even if the Carol King can't reach you, he'll still come back."

Ye Feng consoled her. This girl, her words were unlucky, what right did she have to go down there to accompany him? Was Ye Feng that weak?

After dinner, Ye Feng rested for a while and watched the sky darken outside the window. It was time to go!

Long Wan'er said as he leaned into his embrace, "Come back soon."

"I will."

Ye Feng hugged her tender body with force and finally walked down the stairs. She casually put on her black ghost mask.

Long Wan'er stared at his back, Shu Shu stood beside her and held her shoulders, smiling gently: "Relax, just now Long Moran did not do anything to us, tonight will definitely be fine as well."

"Hmm ?"

Long Wan'er nodded, leaning on Shu Shu with a complicated expression. From today onwards, the two of them would not be able to return to the Long family.

She was fine, she had Ye Feng to rely on, but what about her aunt?

The south didn't have that many thoughts. She yawned and said, "I'll go take a nap first. Eldest Miss Long, if there's anything, kick the door."

"Damned pig, you only know how to sleep. Go on."

Long Wan'er did not hold back and chased him away, "But I'm not some young miss."

"Well, sister-in-law, shall we?"

The South waved, leaving the two women in the dust.

Although he was a little heartless, his carefree and optimistic attitude allowed Long Wan'er and Shu Shu to slightly relax. The two women held hands, praying for Ye Feng to return safely.

Ye Feng put on the mask and went downstairs. When she went into the water at her ankles, she immediately felt a bone piercing coldness.

His heart skipped a beat.

The sea seemed colder and colder around them, even more so now, since they had jumped from the high cliffs by the sea in the morning. There must be a demon behind this anomaly. At least, in Ye Feng's memories, such a strange thing had never happened before in the modern society.

"Could this have something to do with Master?"

He could not help but think that sometimes things that could not be explained with science would seem normal in the Cultivation World.

But, even if Su Feiying still had a hundred years of cultivation, she wouldn't be able to create such a large scale of cold.

He shook his head. No matter what, he had to get the Carol King first! Just that, how many people would be competing for the Carol King tonight?

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