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Chapter 229 Demon Seed Player vs Pseudo-Cold Female Master 12

Yan Feichen lowered his head a little: "What Master did today is for me."

He stood beside him and could hear clearly throughout the whole process.

It was those who only got angry when they mentioned themselves.

She had no clarification on the slander she had against.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Zhenzhen interrupted his thoughts.

Her voice was clear and transparent, less cold and more warm and warm that he had never touched.

"I am the only apprentice, you, I won't stand up for you, for whom I will stand up for you."

Yan Feichen's breathing was a slap.

He lowered his eyes: "Since I'm going to show off with someone, if I lose, I should be punished."

How could she take care of everything?

"You idiot. It is naturally the master's responsibility if your apprentice loses. How can you let your apprentice take the blame?"

Lin Zhenzhen stood up, approached him, and spoke in a serious tone: "Besides, I know, you will never lose."

Yan Feichen's heart began to be beating wildly uncontrollably again.

He couldn't help but raise his eyes, trying to see the other person's expression carefully.

Just as a breeze blew by, a fallen flower flew to her shoulders lightly.

Lin Zhenzhen twisted it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then raised his hand.

Yan Feichen smelled the faint fragrance of flowers and brushed through his nose.

The peach blossoms that were still living on her shoulder just now were instantly picked on his ears.

Lin Zhenzhen tilted his head and smiled: "We Feichen, we are so beautiful."

At that moment, Yan Feichen clearly heard the sound of something cracking.

"Master, I am a man." Yan Feichen took down the flower in panic, "I can't wear flowers, nor do I say I'm good-looking."

[Dingdong! Congratulations to the host, Yan Feichen's favorable value +10, current favorable value 81/100]

He said he didn't want it, but he was very honest in his heart.

Hearing the prompt sound of the increase in favorable value, Lin Zhenzhen pursed his lips and did not expose him.

"But I don't believe you unconditionally. You have to do what I said to be sure to win."

Yan Feichen's expression was a little serious: "Disciple, follow the master's arrangements."

"There is only one way to quickly improve your cultivation, that is, from today on, seriously practice the mental formula I gave you."

Lin Zhenzhen shook his sleeves and turned his back.

"You must remember the next few minutes."

Then she used her mind to open the "plug-in-use manual" that appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, and read out the precautions word by word.

"First of all, that's different from the traditional practice formula. Practicing this method at night will be more conducive to improving your cultivation."

"In addition, remember to avoid other fellow students when practicing and practice alone. Don't let anyone discover that you are practicing the mental method outside of this sect system."

"Finally, if you find that your cultivation is about to break through, remember not to act irresponsible. Find a safe place to stay and then notify me of coming."

Yan Feichen nodded solemnly: "I understand."

Lin Zhenzhen smiled and squinted his eyes and touched the top of his head: "Be good."

Yan Feichen raised his eyelids and opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he still opened his eyes and said nothing.

"Go." Lin Zhenzhen withdrew his hand and looked up at the afterglow that was almost invisible in the distance. "It's going to be dark soon."

Yan Feichen understood this sentence as his master's urging to seize the time to practice, and he was immediately full of energy.

Even so, he did not forget to take away the porcelain bowl that Lin Zhenzhen had just put on the ground.

Patient, meticulous, principled, and know how to cook, this is too righteous.

Is there anything in Yan Feichen's body that is fake demon bloodline?

[Don't worry, this one is the only one, if you change it, you will be free from being deceived. The male protagonist of this book, the original master, Lianhua, the real person of the original master, will personally come to the stage to verify it, and there will be no mistakes.]

Lin Zhenzhen sneered: [You are serious and really like you are wearing films on the overpass.]

【Don't you hear that I'm joking?】

【There is no humor and no meaning to chat with you.】

The sudden three-combo strike made the system's handsome guy speechless.

Lin Zhenzhen had to continue, but she suddenly felt something cold crawling through her sleeves.

She raised her hand and saw a small blue and white patterned snake.

Unlike the hideous appearance that Yan Feichen saw that night, the spirit snake now looks small and silly, very similar to the pet snake that Lin Zhenzhen had raised before.

The breed seems to be called pig snake?

Lin Zhenzhen rubbed its head: "Little naughty, didn't you tell you that you can't run out secretly?"

She also found this little snake in the original owner's storage bracelet, probably a gadget given to her by the senior brother of the sect.

"It would be bad if the weird uncle saw it just now, do you know? He hates snakes the most and will catch you and make soup!"

Unexpectedly, the little snake twisted its body and bit it at Lin Zhenzhen's fingertips.

"Ah!" Lin Zhenzhen couldn't help but scream.

Yan Feichen, who had walked a distance, heard her scream and immediately ran back.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"Ahem, it's okay. I almost slipped just now. You go back quickly."

Lin Zhenzhen tightly squeezed the little snake's seven inches with his uninjured left hand and hid it behind him.

Yan Feichen frowned and looked down at the depression on the ground with water.

I was thinking in my heart that I must come and clean up the courtyard for my master.

He thought for a while, took out a stack of talisman paper from his pocket and put it in Lin Zhenzhen's hand.

"This is the sound transmission note I made. If the master encounters something or needs to instruct me to do, you can find me through this sound transmission note."

Lin Zhenzhen was a little surprised.

Nowadays, the voice-transmitting jade tokens are commonly used in the cultivation world, but the jade token is a disposable consumable and is not light in weight when placed on the body.

It is definitely not as convenient and quick as the talisman paper is used as it can be used as it can be used as it can be used as it can be used as soon as possible.

"You drew these yourself?"

"Yes, I've been thinking about this by myself." He paused and added, "I've used it for a while, so there shouldn't be any problem."

What Yan Feichen said should be, even if he is not very sure, he will be nine points.

The talisman is different from other things. It does not require the person who draws the talisman to have a high level of cultivation, but requires him to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for his own use and inject it into this small talisman paper.

In the world of cultivation, demon cultivators are often good at drawing talismans, and it seems that the bloodline of the demon is no exception.

Lin Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Okay, then I will take this thing away. If I want to eat the glutinous rice dumplings another day, I will shout directly at the talisman, and I don't need to go there myself."

"good……"

Yan Feichen lowered his eyes and covered all the emotions in his eyes.

But Lin Zhenzhen still smelled a trace of loss from the corner of his drooping mouth.

"If Master is not busy on weekdays, you can come and see how I practice in person."
Chapter completed!
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