The Dragon from Hell

Zhong Mengran paused, and the spiritual power in her body surged out instantly. Before the sword was unsheathed, vines were already running wildly towards the source of the sound.

Qin Feng dodged and looked at the vines that were already heading back to Zhong Mengran's feet with interest.

Wood spirit bone, a bit interesting.

"Brother Qin!" Zhong Mengran opened her eyes wide and ran towards Qin Feng without hesitation.

Although her face was a little wet and her face was a little pale after the cold air entered her body, it did not affect her beauty at all. She even looked a little more pitiful like a sick Xi Shi, which made people feel distressed at the first glance.

And now she looked at Qin Feng with concern, as if the woman who scolded Feng Bang as a fool before was an illusion.

"Brother Qin, are you okay? We heard Qin Yu's screams at the door, so we rushed in to check. The situation inside seems to be different from the news we got. Do you want to leave here first?"

Zhong Mengran frowned, looking completely defenseless. This kind of concern does not make people see any falseness. Just looking at her expression will make people feel warm in their hearts.

However, Qin Feng hugged his arms, looked at her leisurely, and did not speak.

Zhong Mengran seemed to not see Qin Feng's reaction at all, and bit her lower lip lightly with worry: "I feel much more relieved to see that you are okay. After all, you are different from us. You don't have spiritual power to protect your body. I think it must be very uncomfortable to stay here."

As she said, she also took out a jade talisman from her arms: "Brother Qin, take this in your hand first. The third senior brother and the younger junior brother are in there. I must go in and take a look. This jade talisman can protect you!"

She looked sincere and warm, without the kind of superiority at all.

Although she had awakened her spirit bones and became a disciple of the immortal sect, she was protective and enthusiastic towards Qin Feng, an ordinary person with only mortal bones, without any disdain or contempt.

Coupled with her beautiful face that was not like that of a human being, I am afraid that any man would be moved and would instantly worship her as a goddess.

But Qin Feng still looked at her with a mocking face, smiling on the surface but not on the inside, not speaking, not moving, just looking at her.

"What, what's wrong? Brother Qin?" The smile on Zhong Mengran's mouth froze a little, but she didn't retract her movements.

Finally, after the two of them had been deadlocked for a long time, Zhong Mengran took back his jade talisman with a depressed look on his face: "It seems that you still have a deep prejudice against our Wuxiang Sect... I know that you were very resentful about that incident, but we investigated at the time and did not find any traces of monsters. I also feel very sorry for your spirit bones..."

Zhong Mengran said this with a somewhat aggrieved tone: "In fact, compared to my junior brother, I think you, Brother Qin, may be more suitable for our Wuxiang Sect. If I could become a fellow disciple with you, Mengran would feel very happy."

"But Mengran didn't expect that the uncle and the others would just give up on you. In fact, from the moment I saw you, I felt very heartbroken..."

"You have time to waste your words here, but you don't have time to go in and save your brothers and sisters?"

Hearing this, Zhong Mengran paused, and the expression on her face froze for a moment, as if she didn't react to what expression she should use at this time: "What did you say?"

Qin Feng looked at her with a playful look on his face, and pointed his chin at the temple over there: "Look, didn't you hear that your third brother has been fighting in there? Now there is no movement, aren't you afraid that something will happen to him? Instead of wasting more words with a mortal like me, you might as well go in and save your brother first. I'm not interested in your acting skills, and I don't want to be a licking dog for you like them, so just give up."

At this point, Zhong Mengran's expression twitched completely.

She seemed to have not expected this situation at all, and she didn't know what expression to use to face it.

In the end, she simply stopped pretending.

That fairy-like face suddenly turned cold, and it was full of gloom: "Who are you?"

Qin Feng crossed his arms and faced her face to face, not afraid that she would suddenly attack him, and smiled: "Who else can I be? Of course, I am the waste abandoned by your Wuxiang Sect three years ago. In your eyes, Fan Gu is a waste, right? Even you are the same."

Although Zhong Mengran was just expressing her feelings in front of him, Qin Feng saw from the first time he saw her that this woman was the same, and she looked down on Fan Gu from the bottom of her heart.

Those who have awakened their spirit bones claim to be the pride of heaven, and even if I have awakened my spirit bones, I should be like an ant when standing in front of them.

However, even if these words are true, they should not come from Qin Feng's mouth..

This made Zhong Mengran very dissatisfied.

What she was most dissatisfied with was Qin Feng's current attitude and eyes.

His attitude was very natural, without any resentment or anger.

As a mortal who had been abandoned by the immortal gate, he should not have such an attitude.

He should be crazy because he lost his spiritual bones, and humble because he was just a mortal.

He couldn't be so indifferent, which would make people feel that spiritual bones seemed dispensable to him.

And from his eyes, there was full of disdain and teasing, looking at her as if he was looking at a clown.

It seemed that Qin Feng had seen through her true face from the beginning.

You know, Zhong Mengran had never met a man who showed this expression to her.

She had seen too many hostile eyes from women and didn't care at all.

And from the eyes of men, it's not that there was no feeling for her, but no one had ever shown such a teasing and mocking look to her.

Even if he is a senior disciple of the immortal sect, even if he doesn't like her, he won't be like Qin Feng, as if he has been watching her performance from the beginning.

What's more, Qin Feng is just a mortal bone, what right does he have!

"Hehe, this is impossible." Zhong Mengran said coldly: "If you are really Qin Yu's brother, a mortal who has lost his spiritual bones, how could you come here? It is even more impossible to be so calm in this situation."

"So, who are you?"

The long sword in her hand has been unsheathed, holding the sword and staring at Qin Feng with a cold face, as if she will kill him with a sword in the next moment.

However, Qin Feng is still very calm, with a long sword on his back, looking at her leisurely: "I said, I am Qin Feng, just a mortal without spiritual bones."

"You can doubt me, but not now. Because if you don't help, I think you will really go back alone this time."

"Or...even you can't go back."