Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, Shen Zhifeng's depressed tears were about to fall. She returned to Zheng Peng's tent, dragging her chin in a daze, her body exuding an aura of anger.

Zheng Peng glanced at her several times on the bed, and finally couldn't help asking, "Are you an immortal?"

"yes. Shen Zhifeng replied angrily.

Zheng Peng's eyes sparkled and said, "Since the immortals have come to our village, it seems that the plague incident should be resolved soon." ”

Shen Zhifeng didn't want to hit Zheng Peng, so he could only nod indifferently and said, "Almost." ”

Zheng Peng didn't flinch because of Shen Zhifeng's indifference, but asked with a smile: "This immortal, do you know that Xue Daochang?"

"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen it. Shen Zhifeng still knows his identity.

Zheng Peng was a little disappointed and said, "In this way, I thought you knew Daoist Xue." ”

Shen Zhifeng was slightly interested when he heard the topic about Xue Yao, turned his head and said curiously, "Has Daoist Xue helped you a lot?"

"Very much. Zheng Peng said seriously, "When he was investigating this matter, he didn't pay attention to rest at all. Even if he gets sick after that, he doesn't stop, and he is still looking for a way to crack the plague. It's a pity that he is a mortal after all, and his body will not be able to support it, and he has fainted several times......"

Shen Zhifeng lowered his head, his eyes darkened a little. He didn't want to stop, maybe he was worried that he couldn't help but miss Pengyu Shangshen. She suddenly regretted dealing with him a little, and maybe she would not have produced so many things if she continued to keep her distance from him.

After a long silence, she asked again, "Did he use a phoenix-patterned coin after entering the village?"

Zheng Peng thought about it carefully and said, "You should be talking about the coin on his waist, he has never used it." I also asked if it was a magic weapon, and he told me it was an amulet. ”

Shen Zhifeng's fingers clenched, and his heart was extremely sour.

Zheng Peng laughed and said, "This immortal, you said that Daoist Xue worked so hard to crack the plague for our village, will he be crowned an immortal in the future?"

"Feng Immortal?" Shen Zhifeng was a little puzzled.

Zheng Peng explained: "I have read a book called "Romance of the Gods", doesn't it mean that mortals with merit will be named immortals?"

Shen Zhifeng smiled helplessly: "The gods only exist in it, and most of the real immortals are cultivating and ascending. They all need to go through nine hundred and eighty-one heavenly thunders before they can have their own immortal books. ”

Zheng Peng nodded as if he didn't understand: "It turns out that it's so troublesome, no wonder Daoist Xue is not an immortal." ”

It's not that he doesn't want to be an immortal because of trouble, but he doesn't want to enter a system as complex as an immortal.

Shen Zhifeng sighed, it was precisely because of his thoughts that the gap between the two people would get bigger and bigger. She still treated herself as a mortal, so she didn't control her feelings, but she didn't expect it to end a little difficult now.

After Zheng Peng glanced at Shen Zhifeng, he cautiously said, "Immortal, do you know the god of Peng Yu?"

When his real name was called, Shen Zhifeng was startled, and said in a daze: "I know, are you also her believer?"

Zheng Peng shook his head and said, "I'm just a little curious, because Daoist Xue seems to like her very much, and often mentions that she doesn't say anything, and she will show a look of longing." ”

What?!

Shen Zhifeng was a little stunned when he heard this.

Xue Jue likes Peng Yu, is there any mistake!

What is this, mortals believe in the immortals who once saved them, but as a result, they slowly develop feelings?!

Those bloody little scripts in the mortal world don't dare to write like this!

Shen Zhifeng spat soul smoke in his mouth, and his mind was already in chaos. She can't raise her head at all when she is hit now, and she is a substitute in front of Xue Jue.

But his mood is extremely complicated, after all, Peng Yu is also himself, but he is himself three hundred years later.

Her face was as pale as a blank piece of paper, and she couldn't say anything, so she could only lie on the table and vomit soul smoke. What Zheng Peng said afterwards, she didn't listen to it at all.

Maybe he was too tired, and Shen Zhifeng fell asleep while lying on his stomach. In the dream, she dreamed that Xue Jue told herself that he was in love with Peng Yu. She felt like the sky was falling apart, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

I opened my eyes with a depressed mood, just in time to meet Xue Yao's inquiring gaze.

Shen Zhifeng was so frightened that he jumped up directly, and subconsciously moved his steps back. She looked up in embarrassment to find the shadow of the god who floated on the sky, and wanted him to save her. But except for Zheng Peng, who was lying on the bed, there were only two of them left in the room.

She blinked her eyes and pretended to be innocent, "Bi...... What about God?"

"He asked me to pass on a message to you, and he's going to investigate in the woods for a while, so let me come back and rest first. Xue Jue said indifferently.

Shen Zhifeng was a little inexplicable, he didn't understand Bi Fu's intentions, this was nothing more than giving himself and Xue Jue a chance to be alone!

Obviously, he kept telling the two of them to keep their distance before, and in the end he did such a "slap in the face" thing.

She always felt suspicious, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch Xue Jue's face, and tugged hard. Xue Jue's cheeks were extremely warm, and apart from a slight flicker of spiritual power, there was no other strange feeling. She let go of her hand, still a little skeptical.

Xue Jue left two red handprints on his cheeks, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and asked, "What kind of nerves do you have?"

"I'm a little worried, after all, people in the Demon Realm always like to deceive immortals after dressing up. Shen Zhifeng smiled brightly.

Xue Jue didn't speak, his eyes looked straight at Shen Zhifeng. He seemed to be still observing, and always felt that Shen Zhifeng's expression was too similar to Peng Yu.

Shen Zhifeng lowered his head nervously, and said incoherently: "Daoist Xue, no matter how you say it, we are different from men and women, and if you look at me like this, I will be misunderstood." ”

"Who misunderstood?" Xue Jue asked coldly.

Shen Zhifeng motioned for him to look back at Zheng Peng.

Xue Jue didn't care at all, and said lightly: "I care more about it now, what do you have to do with Peng Yu Shangshen?"

Shen Zhifeng's heart skipped several beats, and he said nervously: "I, I have nothing to do with her." ”

Xue Jue still didn't seem to believe it, and her eyes were fixed on the necklace around her neck. Although Shen Zhifeng hid the pendant in his clothes, he could still vaguely see the shape of a dragon.

Shen Zhifeng subconsciously covered his chest and stammered: "Xue, Daoist Xue, where are your eyes looking?!"

"Can you show me the necklace?" Xue said.

Shen Zhifeng couldn't refuse, pressed his fingers on the pendant, and hesitantly prepared to pinch a trick to fool him temporarily.

At this moment, Xue Jue said indifferently: "You are not allowed to use the blinding method. ”

“......”

It's seen through!

Shen Zhifeng was extremely depressed.