When the words fell, the wind rose out of thin air, as if Zheng Feixian's body was blowing with the wind, and it seemed that her body movement brought the wind.

Plain and unpretentious direct palm, that is Zheng Feixian's style, and it is also a palm that she can only hit Zheng Feixian.

Only Gal, who is in it, can appreciate the swiftness of this palm, and feel the huge pressure of this palm. He almost wanted to escape, and he couldn't forget that he was facing the world's number one master!

Gal's pupils suddenly dilated, full of bloodshots, and he quickly resisted with his palms desperately.

When facing Zheng Feixian, he fled, and when he recalled it over the years, he felt that his original decision was wise, but he also felt extremely regretful. There is always a voice in his heart saying that he may not lose if he fights back then. Now he is once again pinning on Zheng Feixian, with the expectation and trust of countless warriors of the Black Wolf Alliance, and the confidence brought by years of hard training.

He can't escape, and he can't leave regrets like he did back then.

Clapping palms against each other, there was no deafening explosion.

However, the muscles of Gal's thick arms trembled violently and turned red. His man took seven steps backwards, and everywhere the masonry was shattered, blood gushing up his throat before he could press it down.

Zheng Feixian's figure swirled and threw high.

It doesn't seem like a fancy combo. But this is Zheng Feixian's style.

Ordinary people will be able to expel the foreign qi in their bodies when they get this gap, and once again gather their internal strength to make a move, or take advantage of this gap to withdraw and retreat.

But in the face of Zheng Feixian, he can't. Because the palm of ordinary people is never as powerful as hers, and the palm of others can never make Gall have the fear of dying and surviving. There was no way for him to retreat at all, and before he could stabilize his momentum and dissolve the qi that had slammed into the meridians of his body, Zheng Feixian had already fallen from a high altitude.

Like a fairy falling into the dust, its posture is graceful and beautiful like a fairy, and its palm is as powerful as a fairy.

"Ahh But Gal was desperate at the moment, and only a hoarse yelling with all his might could make him put aside the fear of death and fight desperately.

Clapped palms together, and there was still no deafening explosion.

And this time, Gal's body muscles were weirdly twisted by the impact of huge power, and he frantically spat out his internal strength to push Zheng Feixian away, and then he didn't look back, running desperately.

"But so, this sect doesn't bother to hunt you down at all. ”

Zheng Feixian flew leisurely like cotton wool for several feet, landed next to the railing near the lake, and took the yellow robe in his jade hand and put it on slowly.

The Night Patrol disciples noticed the noise caused by Gal's struggled to run, and some went in pursuit, while others ran to check on the situation. Seeing Zheng Feixian slowly pacing back to the room with a solemn face, they knelt on the ground and confessed.

"You don't have to wait here to see if you can hold someone. ”

The disciples hurriedly agreed and dispersed to chase after them.

When Zheng Feixian closed the door, his young face disappeared immediately, his face was pale, and he went straight to the bath room and vomited blood in front of the porcelain basin, and his hair, which was originally mostly black, turned silver and white at the moment, dry and messy like grass.

She vomited bloodied for a while, and it didn't stop until the porcelain basin was nearly halfway there. She is already difficult to stand firm, but she still refuses to call someone. Holding on to the wall all the way back to the room, he fell down again and again on the way and struggled to get up. Her dark wounds have tormented her for many years, and every attack is so painful that people want to die immediately!

At this moment, she was secretly injured and affected, and she was hard pressed by the power of Gal's two palms in a greatly reduced combat power state, and she knew very well that she didn't have much time left. If you don't live long, you can die immediately and suffer less pain for a long time.

But she is Zheng Feixian, her life and death are related to many things, many people, she is dead at this moment, Gal is bound to be ambitious again, and she is bound to be more unscrupulous, and the ambition of the Black Wolf Army is bound to be put into practice immediately. Zheng Guo is bound to face war, how many people are bound to shed blood on the battlefield, and the disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect are bound to be unable to avoid it, and they will suffer heavy casualties.

She is Zheng Feixian, the world's number one master, one of the embodiment of Zheng Guowei, and a symbol of Zheng [***]'s might and courage that cannot be provoked. She can't fall, even if she can live a moment longer, it is also a contribution to Zheng Guo. She did not run away from the pain, gave up the struggle, sought relief, and the right to pleasure, because of the responsibility.

The next time, when the disciple brought the meal, she sat down at the table as if she had nothing to do, and lightly ordered her not to disturb her if she had nothing to do. As soon as the disciple left, she immediately lay down on the bed, trying her best to hide the pain around her tormenting body.

When Zheng Ranran returned to the Flying Immortal Sect, six days had passed.

Seeing the master's appearance, his heart was in turmoil, and the tears that fell in a moment wet his face.

"Master, Master, how could you ......?"

Zheng Feixian scolded her in an angry whisper.

"There are not many times to be a teacher, and the Flying Immortal Sect will rely on you to be in charge! You are still like a child, how can you be at ease as a teacher! Don't cry anymore!"

Zheng Ran wiped her tears again and again, and barely suppressed her emotions after half a loud sound, and listened to Zheng Feixian's instructions.

"It is difficult to sustain the situation of the teacher for a long time, if it is fast, it will be a month, and if it is slow, it will definitely die in a year. If you are forced to cope with it, you will definitely not live for a month. The teacher wants you to immediately invite the old man of Beiling to come over, and he will say to the outside world that he will meet him for the teacher. Zheng Feixian took a break before he said, "If you are a teacher, you have to remember that you don't have the strength to say it again." You must take care of the affairs in the Flying Immortal Sect immediately, the spring elder Spring Breeze is safe and reliable, but the old age can't help you for many years; the summer elder Xia Yu is arrogant and respected, you need to treat it properly; in the autumn, the autumn autumn leaf elder surname is strange, but he is dedicated to the Flying Immortal Sect, and he has no ambitions, and the things on the subsection cannot be taken care of, you need to be broad-minded; the winter elder Dong Xue's surname is indifferent and ambitious, and you can't guard against it, but as long as you hold Qiu Ye's heart, Dong Xue will not dare to make any changes, and Dong Xue is only afraid of Qiu Ye alone in his life except for fear as a teacher. The royal family has long intended to indulge in the Flying Immortal Sect, and it is bound to be unwilling to see you inherit the position of the suzerain, and it is inevitable that you will be lobbied at the beginning of the succession to the throne. Zheng Guo's major affairs must be kept in mind, but they must not be at the mercy of the court and become their marionettes. ”

Zheng Ran silently remembered it in his heart, and said in his mouth, "The disciple remembers, the disciple remembers......"

Zheng Feixian took a break for a while, and after saying these words, his face became more and more sickly. "Princess Tianlai is very human, her ambition is not small, and she has Ling Luo to help her, you must not be negligent and neglectful of her. And then there's your marriage...... Ahem, ahem!"

Zheng Ran was busy helping Zheng Feixian straighten out her internal qi, but she found that the chaos was like going crazy, and her skills couldn't help at all. Hurriedly worried, he said, "Master and disciples have all remembered, they must obey it!" Master, don't say it, lie down and rest, I'll go to the pharmacy to get some tonics!"

Seeing that she got up to go, Zheng Feixian grabbed it, and hurriedly said, "No need......! Ahem, ahem!" Before he finished speaking, he coughed again and again, only coughing up a lot of blood. Zheng Rinran, who was frightened, promised to do it again and again, and helped Zheng Feixian to lie down on the bed, although he was reluctant to leave half a step, he was afraid that she would urge him to cause the injury, so he closed the door and left.

When Zheng Ranran arrived at Beiling Mountain, he covered his face with a veil, and only said that he was a disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect. After going up the mountain, he didn't want to meet Bu Jingxian, but when he passed by the martial arts arena, he saw an ugly disciple with a big nose and black skin practicing swords with Bu Jingxian. The disciple who led the way smiled when she looked at it from a distance, and she couldn't help but ask. I heard the disciple laugh and said, "The disciples of the third senior brother, their master and apprentice are very ...... match."

The disciple snickered again.

Zheng Ranran's face hidden behind the veil couldn't help but turn red from embarrassment, wishing that there was no such person in the world as a step startling immortal.

When he saw her walking over, Bu Jingxian stared at her back suspiciously. Although he didn't see Zheng Rinran much, because he was his fiancée, he was very careful, and he felt that his body shape was very similar. Soon, I saw that the old man of Beiling had already strode out before he put on his robe, and he was in a hurry.

After a while, he saw Ling Luo come out, and called him in as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Bu Jingxian had already guessed that something must have happened to Zheng Feixian, and there was probably no second person in the world who could make the old man of Beiling care so much.

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