Fantasy: Invincible from a Small Paradise
48 Meeting Lady Yan Again 1/5

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In the forest, there was a place where the grass was lush.

Lin Feng's figure appeared. He stared at the woman who was carrying him on her back and smiled,"

"When did you come here?”

"When you used that Heaven and Earth Obscure on those Network Assassins.”

A woman in a dark blue dress with golden sleeves and long hair turned around and looked at the handsome young man in front of her who was wearing a black Daoist robe with half of his sleeve missing and three swords hanging from his waist. Her bright eyes had a strange look.

He did not expect that in such a short period of time, he had already broken through to the peak middle stage.

"You knew that I knew that move, yet you still dared to let me get so close to you?”

Lin Feng smiled.

Lady Yan looked at him and said calmly,"

"Although the Heaven and Earth Obscure is a very powerful move, my Yin-Yang School also has a way to break it. Moreover…you're only at the initial success stage. It's not difficult for me to break it.”

She glanced at the three swords on Lin Feng's waist. What truly made her feel troubled was his swordsmanship and sword intent, as well as that marvelous finger technique.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Lady Yan wouldn't have believed that a disciple who had only been in the sect for a year could have such a level of swordsmanship in addition to Taoist skills. Even the black-and-white sword of the Heaven-tier assassin from the Network had been defeated by his sword case. She couldn't imagine how he had cultivated. Was it really as easy as drinking water as the rumors in the Daoist sect said?

He could be said to be the person with the highest talent in the Yin-Yang Art in the past hundred years of the Yin-Yang School. However, compared to this young man in front of him, he was like a firefly against the bright moon. The difference was huge.

Thinking of this, Lady Yan's limpid eyes couldn't help but ripple. A feeling of jealousy that she had never felt before rose in her calm heart.

Lady Yan Fei, are you looking for me?"

"Many people are looking for you."

"For example?"

"Yin-Yang School, Daoist Heavenly Sect, and the Network.”

Lin Feng stopped five meters in front of her. He stared at Concubine Yan, who looked even more noble and cold like a goddess under the bright moonlight, and smiled.

"I snuck out, so it's only natural for the sect to look for me. The net looked for me for one thing, and now it's two. I wonder why the Yin-Yang School is looking for me?”

"Or did Lady Yan Fei come to ask me for the hairpin?”

Concubine Yan ignored his teasing tone and said calmly,"

"You don't have to be so wary of me. I didn't come to find you to 'invite' you to the Yin-Yang School as a guest. After you used us to leave the Daoist Heaven Sect, your master, Beiming Zi, brought Xiangjun's head to our Yin-Yang School. He opened his mouth wide and our Yin-Yang School lost three treasures.”

"Because of you, the Heavenly Sect almost came out of the mountain and fought with my Yin-Yang School. If we really invite you to our Yin-Yang School and the Daoist Heavenly Sect hears about this, who knows what kind of madness they will go crazy about.”

Upon hearing her words, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel somewhat astonished. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing.

He didn't expect that his master would go to the Yin-Yang School for him, and he even planned to lead the Heaven Sect to fight the Yin-Yang School…

He didn't expect that he would be so important to his master and the sect.

He was quite touched, but at the same time, he felt a little ashamed. If he had known earlier, he would have left a message so that they wouldn't worry…

"Since you're not here to invite me to the Yin-Yang School as a guest, then why are you here, Lady Yan? Are you bored?"

Lin Feng tilted his head and asked.

Lady Yan didn't speak.

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