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In the morning, after waking up from a night of cultivation, the effects of directly absorbing sacred crystal s for cultivation were far superior to absorbing the Holy Spirit Qi in the air. Although there was no obvious improvement during the night, it was still refreshing and the energy in her dantian became more concentrated.

Stretching his body lazily, he opened the door. Suddenly, a white mist of light floated down from the top of the door. As if possessing life and consciousness, it rapidly entered his body.

"Goo!"

Lan Feng's expression changed, he felt as if a pot had exploded in his stomach, the pain was unbearable, and he almost reflexively ran towards the toilet.

However, as soon as this thought appeared, a helpless result appeared. Even the Qi Condensation stage cultivators of the world of Zhou had already reached the state of not eating or drinking, and relied on the spiritual energy to maintain their body's needs. Naturally, they had no use for the toilet. But now that he was at the Supreme Saint realm, perhaps even the entire Holy Realm wouldn't be able to find a single toilet?

He looked left and right. Finally, he had no choice but to set up a concealment array in the corner of the courtyard and squat down.

However, he did not really have diarrhea. After all, there was nothing in his stomach. Even the food he had eaten yesterday had been reduced to the most basic energy source. All he could do was fart nonstop, filling the entire array with his stench.

The most ridiculous thing was that as soon as he felt better and stood up, his stomach began to ache again. This continued for an entire day. When he came out of the Concealment Formation, he saw Mo Yan and the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon looking at him with weird smiles on their faces, but also a little sympathetic.

Mo Yan took out a piece of paper and handed it over to Lan Feng, smiling bitterly: "Here! "I don't know when it was in your room, but I thought you had disappeared."

He opened the note and read the following words: Today is the first day, these kind of sneak attacks will continuously appear. Enjoy the rest of your life, haha!

The signature was long, longer than the text: Great, unique, most handsome, most smart, most brainy, the one that terrified the entire Holy Realm, the invincible Little Demon King in the sky, leave!

A scarlet flame rose from his palm, the note transformed into a puff of green smoke, Lan Feng's face turned green.

"This is bad!"

The Fire Cloud Saint Dragon pulled Mo Yan away, and watched as that strand of green smoke snaked into Lan Feng's nose.

The two once again looked sympathetically at Lan Feng, who was retching crazily. They felt both angry and amused at the same time. Looks like it won't stop until I vomit for a few hours. Poor Lan Feng!

Until midnight, when Lan Feng finally calmed himself from the retching, he saw the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon holding onto a wooden board, standing outside the Concealment Array, beside his stood Mo Yan who had a weird smile on his face.

The Fire Cloud Saint Dragon stifled his laughter and replied, "I've been guarding this place for a long time, but I still haven't realized how that fellow wrote her words on the door boards."

The words on the door were as follows: "Alright, today's game is over. Tomorrow's game will be held as scheduled."

Following that was a string of 'hahaha' laughter and tens of characters long signature. Lan Feng raised his hand and was about to cut down the door, but he immediately retracted his hand and bitterly glared at the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon, and without saying a word, he turned around and returned to his room.

It was just that his stomach was in pain for the better part of the day, and he retched until midnight. Even his whole body was sore and tired, how could he still have the mood to cultivate?

On the second day, Lan Feng, who did not dare go through the main entrance, climbed out of the window in a sorry state.

On the third day, he simply broke through the wall and exited. A small bird flew over from an unknown place and landed on his shoulder. Then, a five-fold dose of Illusory Sky Powder tormented him for the entire day. His whole body twitched, and illusions appeared before his eyes. Five times the normal dose was maintained until the fourth day of daylight!

What made him unable to take it the most was that even though Fire Cloud Saint Dragon, Mo Yan and Qian Yue had been waiting in the courtyard all day, not even a trace of the other party could be seen. Every time it ended, there would be messages telling Lan Feng that his bad luck would never end!

"I don't believe I can't catch him, damn it!"

Lan Feng fiercely clenched his teeth and roared, but no matter how he listened to it, he couldn't catch his breath. After a few days, he was completely exhausted from the torture.

"I have an idea!" The Fire Cloud Saint Dragon lowered its voice and said: "This guy came without a trace, and not even I could discover that he had come without a trace. This is definitely not a strength he should have, and he definitely borrowed help of some kind of magical equipment. Didn't your flying sword have domain power? "Give me that flying sword. I will use the secret magic of the dragon clan to lay down the imprisonment formation and capture him alive!"

immediately summoned out the Violet Sky Slaying Immortal Sword and gave it to the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon: "Catch him, I want to use a hundred times the amount of the medicine she gave me to return to him. Dammit, I almost caused him to go crazy!"

Without a word, Lan Feng did not cultivate at all. He laid on the bed with his eyes opened, waiting for the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon's good news.

The sky had just begun to brighten when suddenly there was a burst of crackling sounds coming from the yard, followed by screams, and finally by the loud laughter of the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon.

"Lan Feng, quickly come out! "Come out quickly!"

The Fire Cloud Saint Dragon's loud laughter came from outside, and before Lan Feng could go out, he already walked in carrying a person. It was the young man he met on the street some time ago.

However, there was no trace of complacency on his face anymore. He looked at Lan Feng while feeling wronged, and snorted. If worst comes to worst, just let me go, and I promise not to cause you any trouble in the future. "

Lan Feng laughed sinisterly as he called the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon over, indicating that he needed to deal with this fellow properly.

After the Fire Cloud Saint Dragon left, he slowly squatted beside the young man, patted his face and smiled: "Brat, you finally fell into my hands. Do you know how I have been going these past few days?"

"Hehe, of course I know. Of course I know." The young man suddenly laughed out loud. Because his entire body had been restricted, he could not move even if he was laughing until his tendons cramped up.

Seeing him laugh like that, Lan Feng's evil fire rose as he tore off his clothes and shouted: "The people in the city call you Little Devil, looks like you have caused so much harm to so many people. Today, I want you to make a fool of yourself.

"NO!" You … You can't … "The young man's face paled as he let out an earth-shattering scream. It was completely different from his previous voice," Stop! Bastard, stop right now, I'm going to kill you! "I …"

Lan Feng pointed a finger to seal his voice, waved both of his hands, and floated up into the air like a butterfly.

However, when he stopped, he opened his mouth wide for a long time without closing it. Seeing the tears rolling down the young man's face and seeing that it was clearly a woman's body, he knew that he had made a grave mistake.

"I … I didn't do it on purpose. I really didn't know you were a woman …"

Lan Feng hastily took off his jacket and placed it on her body, then removed all the restrictions on her body.

With an icy cold glint in her eyes, a fiery red long sword appeared out of thin air in the woman's hand, and she thrusted it forward. The entire space had become frozen. Lan Feng was so frightened that he found that he could not move at all. His Holy Spirit Force seemed to have entered a hibernating state.

Just at this critical moment, Lan Hua jumped up from his dantian, raised a top-grade immortal equipment flying sword, and welcomed it.

"Boom!"

With a loud explosion, the entire courtyard exploded into pieces. Lan Hua was sent flying like a meteor, and disappeared without a trace. The shockwave caused Lan Feng to be injured, and he even spat out a few mouthfuls of blood before collapsing onto the ground. The only thing he felt fortunate about was that the connection in the depths of his soul told him that Lan Hua had not died, and had only suffered heavy injuries.

During this period of time, the girl had gained a new set of clothes outside her body, and the Divine Weapon in her hand pierced towards Lan Feng once again, its power was even stronger than before!

Lan Feng knew, her strength was weak, but her weapon was just too strong, strong beyond reason, and with her early stage Middle Saint strength, she could release power above the Holy Spirit Realm!

He also knew that he was in trouble today, so he decided to just go all out and shout, "I know a lot about you, but so what? Is it my fault that I looked at your body? A person like you, taking advantage of your family's lack of reason and not thinking of anything, only teasing others to make them happy. If you didn't have a powerful family background, do you really think you could do whatever you want? He had probably been killed long ago! To put it bluntly, you are a good-for-nothing wastrel, and one out of ten thousand! "

After a long time, Lan Feng still did not feel the feeling of the flying sword piercing into his body.

Seeing her open her eyes, the woman's tears flowed uncontrollably: "You don't need to worry about what kind of person I am. You bastard, you hoodlum, who do you think you are? "Relying on your strength to surpass others, you forced me here …"

The woman fiercely glared at him, then glared at Mo Yan who was not far away and ran out while sobbing, "Bastard! "Just you wait, I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life. You're dead for sure!"

Lan Feng crawled up from the ground and let out a deep sigh. Looking at Lan Hua, whose face was turning green after running for so long, he felt like he had flipped over in his heart.

"Should we move?" Mo Yan swallowed his saliva.

Nodding his head, Lan Feng said in a low voice: "She won't let this go easily. We can't afford to offend the power backing her, so we can only avoid her. Lan Hua and I will rest for a while first.