Fantasy: My Nine-Life Fate With The Empress

"Palace Master, are you wrong? Everyone in the palace knows that except for practicing, I usually don't go out unless I have nothing to do."

Leng Ningyue could only pretend to be brave, and her hands in her sleeves could not help but tremble slightly.

"Ahem, let me say something."

"It's weird for us to be standing and chatting like this. Let's go and sit down first."

Wang Feng stood up, raised his hands, and interrupted the confrontation between the two women. Then...he became the focus.

"Since you want to go in, go ahead and sit down."

When Wang Feng heard this, he immediately raised his hands and froze in place. Although Jiang Hanxi's tone sounded normal, if you think about it carefully...

Wang Feng gently put down his raised hands in the eyes of the two women, silently walked back behind Jiang Hanxi with his head lowered and stopped talking.

"This is the first and last time."

After Jiang Hanxi said that, he turned around and left, the meaning of his words couldn't be more obvious.

"Thank you, Palace Master."

Looking at Jiang Hanxi's back, Leng Ningyue could only bow her head and say thanks. This was a warning.

She was a Broken Yuan Realm monk with sweat breaking out on her forehead. Jiang Hanxi's pressure was really too strong.

Not only was her realm invisible, but she also spoke so coldly. She was really afraid that the palace master would perform a soul search on her.

Wang Feng stood there and looked at her slightly trembling arms, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Jiang Hanxi was indeed so scary in front of others. Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He had felt Jiang Hanxi's oppression before.

"If you don't leave, do you want to spend the night here?"

"Hey~, it's coming, it's coming!"

When Wang Feng was called by Jiang Hanxi, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he quickly chased after him.

"You are not allowed to go to the Ice Palace disciples' residence in the future, so as not to disturb the cultivation of both parties."

Back in the main palace, Jiang Hanxi looked at Wang Feng in the room and warned him coldly.

"ah???"

"how about you."

"I am the palace master, and more importantly your master, why can't you get close to me?"

"Then Master, I, I..."

"Um?"

Jiang Hanxi sat on the chair and frowned slightly, not understanding what Wang Feng was going to say.

Wang Feng seemed to have made a lot of determination, and suddenly shouted: "Can I hug you!?"

Was he so close... was he that close?

Jiang Hanxi was stunned by what Wang Feng said. She looked at Wang Feng blankly. It took a while before she came back to her senses.

"What do you think?"

Jiang Hanxi seemed to let Wang Feng guess, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

But if Wang Feng is asked to guess, there is only one possibility.

"I think it must be possible! Hehe."

Wang Feng said and walked towards Jiang Hanxi with open arms, but stopped when he was still a sword's length away from Jiang Hanxi.

It was really a sword distance, because the tip of the cold sword was only about three centimeters away from Wang Feng's chest.

"Master, woo woo woo!..."

This time Han Jian didn't even say anything, his mouth was sealed, and he slowly stopped whining, probably because he was tired.

"What do you think now?"

I don't know if it was Wang Feng's misunderstanding, but Jiang Hanxi's tone actually contained a little playfulness.

"Okay..., no."

"Um."

Jiang Hanxi put the cold sword away after hearing these words.

"What about those elders?"

Wang Feng asked another question.

Jiang Hanxi was silent for a while after hearing this. Indeed, she was talking about the disciples of the Ice Palace. What should the elders do?

"No way."

Jiang Hanxi's cold words were answered instantly, as if he had not thought about it at all.

Wang Feng stood there, looking a little at a loss as Jiang Hanxi stared at him.

Jiang Hanxi looked at Wang Feng for a while, then said in a cold voice: "If you are not honest, I will hand you over to the Supreme Elder for instruction."

Wang Feng pretended to be shocked, but he was really shocked.

"Master, I don't want it~! After all, the Supreme Elder is also an elder!"

"I just want to stay by Master's side. Please Master, please don't have such thoughts again~"

Wang Feng clasped his hands together and begged for please. This action made Jiang Hanxi stunned.

"Sister Fairy, please help me just once, please, please~"

"Master, Master?"

Seeing Jiang Hanxi stunned, Wang Feng couldn't help but waved his hands in front of her and called twice in confusion.

Hearing this unfamiliar title, Jiang Hanxi felt a little sour in her heart for some reason.

Feeling the wisp of condensed moonlight aura on Wang Feng's body.

Jiang Hanxi could have raised her hand and waved a spiritual wind to wave it away, but instead she took out a small bottle by mistake.

"Go and wash yourself."

Jiang Hanxi handed the small bottle to Wang Feng and said calmly.

There is a transparent liquid inside. I don’t know what it is, but it looks like it should be flower liquid.

"Master, with my cultivation level, I no longer need to wash myself, why do I still have to do this?"

Wang Feng felt clear in his heart and asked knowingly.

In the end, Wang Feng obediently walked out under Jiang Hanxi's silent death gaze.

"Master, how do you wash such a small bottle?"

The door opened again, and Wang Feng asked with a smile like a fool.

Whoosh~

Jiang Hanxi took out a big bucket from nowhere and threw it towards Wang Feng, who quickly caught it.

The door closes.

The door opens again.

"Master! What should I do if there is no water?"

Jiang Hanxi whoosh! He threw another fire stone and looked at the snow behind Wang Feng.

The spells in this world are very strange, that is, spiritual roots with unequal attributes cannot cultivate another attribute spell.

This is also the reason why Wang Feng is like this, and the reason why he had to drill wood to make fire that time.

The door closes.

The door opens again.

"Anything else?"

Jiang Hanxi raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the smiling Wang Feng at the door, wondering.

"Master, why don't you take a shower together? I'm a little scared to be alone outside."

"roll."

Jiang Hanxi opened her eyes, looked at him, and uttered one word coldly.

Creak~, the door closes.

Wang Feng silently took out the kettle with unlimited water at the door, carrying the bucket and the fire stone, and began to pour water into the bucket.

Finally, wrap the spiritual power in the fire stone to activate and control the fire stone to prevent it from burning through the bottom of the barrel.

Throw the flame stone into a bucket filled with water. The water in the bucket will begin to steam visibly, and the temperature will gradually rise.

As for the size of this bucket, it can barely fit Wang Feng in it.

Looking at the warm water, it looks like a hot spring, and there is a small stone underneath that keeps heating.

Finally, Wang Feng carried the water to the door of the room, took out the bottle of liquid Jiang Hanxi gave him, and poured it all down.

For a moment, the surroundings were filled with fragrance, and even Jiang Hanxi in the room could smell it, and the tip of his nose could not help but smell it slightly.

I was thinking that he wouldn't... pour it all in, right?

But that's okay... Tsk, what was I thinking!

Jiang Hanxi quickly suppressed his chaotic thoughts and concentrated on practicing.

At this time, Wang Feng outside was taking off his clothes, leaving only a pair of flowery pants.

Then he jumped into the bucket, then shrank with all his strength, and got into the bucket.