Chapter 82: Grandmaster of the Poison King

The beautiful contacts glared slightly, Yan Ran opened her mouth blankly, and it took a long time to suddenly realize, her pretty face was slightly red, Yan Ran skimmed her face, bit her silver teeth, and scolded with shame and anger, "Little rabbit cub!"

"Uh~" Ling Feng said quite seriously, since he got this reply, he couldn't help but open his mouth in embarrassment, and then said with some embarrassment, "Don't worry!

The embarrassed Yan Ran didn't know what to say for a while, don't look at Yan Ran's cultivation to the realm of a grandmaster, but she still knows very little about this man and woman, let alone encountering such a thing that was promised by a child.

After a long time, Yan Ran exhaled heavily, turned her head to look at Ling Feng and said, "Forget it, I still don't want you to repay me, just treat me as respecting the old and loving the young, yes!

As if convincing herself, Yan Ran couldn't help but accentuate her tone, but there was a look in her eyes that she didn't even believe.

Frowning slightly, Ling Feng pursed his lips and said, "That's fine, when I grow up, I'll marry you! Don't run away with others, you will be my person in the future, by the way, it seems to be called a marriage!"

"People are small and ghosts are big!" Yan Ran said after listening to Ling Feng's words, since she was surprisingly not angry, but said with deep affection in her eyes.

"If you can reach the Martial Sect realm within three years, maybe we still have the possibility!" revealed a trace of sorrow in his eyes, and Yanran lowered his head and muttered.

Although the voice was very small, it was clear in the place where there were only two of them, frowning, Ling Feng secretly calculated in his heart that it would take three years to reach the Grandmaster realm in three years, which was really a fantasy for Ling Feng who was only in the realm of martial artists.

With firmness in his eyes, Ling Feng looked up at Yan Ran, his firm tone rippled with confidence, Ling Feng said calmly, "Three years, as long as you wait for me for three years, I will reach the realm of a grandmaster!"

Ling Feng's words seemed to be a long-lost spring breeze blowing into Yan Ran's heart, and the warmth of bathing in the sun made Yan Ran's long-silent girl's heart ripple.

Looking at Ling Feng's determined face, Yanran opened her mouth, then shook her head as if she felt ridiculous, and said with a wry smile, "The Grandmaster realm is not what you think, let's talk about it when you reach the Great Martial Master realm!"

Nodding heavily, Ling Feng only felt a long-lost momentum permeating his heart, the word Grandmaster in his mind was straight, his fists were clenched, and Ling Feng silently muttered in his heart, "I will!"

Just caring about saying some love words, Ling Feng forgot the environment he was in at this time, and then he suddenly remembered, and couldn't help but observe curiously.

The sun was shining, the warm sunlight hit Ling Feng's face, the refreshing temperature made Ling Feng feel good, and after looking at Yan Ran beside him, Ling Feng observed the environment he was in.

Two willows hung down, a stone table and two small stools stood under the trees, and a simple hut crept in front of Ling Feng as if it were a reflection of the years, and it was an independent courtyard.

"Where is this?" Ling Feng asked with a slight puzzle as he looked at Yan Ran beside him.

"It's just a small courtyard, it's my foothold in Wheat City. ”

After saying this, Yan Ran walked to the chair next to the stone table and sat down, stretched out her hand and motioned for Ling Feng to sit down.

Nodding, Ling Feng sat down, sat opposite each other, looking at Yan Ran's charming face, Ling Feng was a little dazed for a while, it seemed that in his heart, he was full of endless curiosity about Yan Ran, saved him during the life and death battle with Sha Fei, and saw Yan Ran again when he was chasing Xiao Qing, and now he almost died in Mai City, it was still Yan Ran who saved him at the last moment, all this seemed to be a coincidence but beyond a coincidence.

With deep doubts in his heart, Ling Feng couldn't help but look at Yan Ran and asked, "Senior, the kid has something unknown!"

"Oh, let's hear it!" Yan Ran said with a frown of her eyebrows, slightly surprised.

Nodding, Ling Feng asked, "Why did the senior appear in that cave a few days ago, and how did the senior get in? Why didn't he show up and leave in a hurry?"

The doubts buried in Ling Feng's heart suddenly asked, and Ling Feng only felt light, as if he had been relieved of a thousand pounds of burden.

Yan Ran's brows frowned slightly, and she had some doubts about whether she would tell Ling Feng, her eyes rolled, and after a little ideological struggle, Yan Ran replied, "You only know one and don't know the other! What is the predecessor of that cave mansion, do you know?"

"Could it be that there is something else going on?" Ling Feng hurriedly asked.

Nodding, Yan Ran said, "That is the cave mansion left by the former Poison King Grandmaster, and I am afraid that it has been three hundred years ago. ”

"Sect Master of the Poison King, Five Poison Sects?" Ling Feng shouted in surprise.

With an appreciative look in her eyes, Yan Ran continued, "Yes, the Five Poison Sect was established by the Poison King Grandmaster and the other four Good Poison Sect Masters three hundred years ago, and has become one of the few major forces in the Daewoo Empire!"

"Then what does this Cave Mansion have, what does it matter to the Poison King Grandmaster?" Ling Feng asked suspiciously.

"In front of the three hundred, the Poison King Grandmaster is quite famous in the Daewoo Empire as a nine-rank great martial artist powerhouse, of course, it is all infamy, the Poison King Grandmaster once poisoned a city of soldiers and civilians with the power of one person when he was in the realm of the Great Martial Master. Yan Ran said with a hint of fear in her eyes.

"Hiss~" gasped, Ling Feng said in disbelief, "Since the strength of one person is stronger, isn't it invincible in the Empire!"

With a sneer, Yan Ran shook her head and said, "Although the Poison King Grandmaster is powerful, he is still weak in front of the thousand-year-old empire. Three hundred years ago, the Sect Master of the Poison King committed a public wrath, the courtiers were shaken, and the Emperor Long Yan was furious, and sent the leader of the Praetorian Guard, Jinlong, with 10,000 forbidden troops to strangle the Sect Master of the Poison King!"

Speaking of this, Ling Feng's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he asked suspiciously, "Is the Forbidden Army Commander the opponent of the Poison King Grandmaster?"

"I can only say that in the eyes of Jinlong, the commander of the forbidden army, the Poison King Grandmaster, who was only in the realm of the Great Martial Master at that time, was like an ant, and he could be destroyed with a flip of his hand!" Yan Ran said with a gesture.

His eyes widened, Ling Feng couldn't believe it and said, "The strength of the Forbidden Army Commander is so terrifying!"

Nodding, Yan Ran also said with some throbbing, "Not only him, but the lowest bottom line of everyone who enters the forbidden army is the martial artist realm!"

"Tens of thousands of martial artists!" Thinking about Ling Feng felt dizzy, tens of thousands of martial artists surrounded and suppressed a great martial artist, that kind of scene was really terrifying.

"What happened later?" Ling Feng asked.

"Later, when the Sect Master of the Poison King learned the news, he was furious and packed up all his belongings and found a cave to hide, it was the cave where you went that day, and then by chance, the Poison King broke through the Great Martial Master, entered the Tao with poison, and became the Grandmaster, and his strength doubled, although he was the first to enter the Grandmaster realm, but even if he met him at the peak of the Grandmaster's realm, he did not dare to offend easily. ”

"If you enter the Dao with poison, then the encirclement and suppression of the forbidden army must have failed?" Ling Feng guessed.

"No! They can be said that there is no winner! and there is no loser!" said Yan Ran with a faint sadness in her eyes.

(Make up for April 5th!There is another chapter later~)