r18novel Chapter 125 He's Impotent
Chapter 125 He's Impotent
Chapter 125 He's Impotent
He then changed the subject.
"Little nun, I'm asking you, do you think Liu Zhengfeng deserves to die?"
Yilin raised her eyebrows, thought seriously for a moment, and then shook her head.
"I don't know... but I think the crime doesn't warrant death."
"What if his entire family, including women and children, might die here in a moment?"
Chen Yuan spoke calmly, yet every word he uttered was chilling.
Yilin's beautiful eyes widened in surprise.
"Of course not!"
"OK."
Chen Yuan's smile widened, carrying a strange, seductive power.
"Then hire me as their bodyguard, and I'll guarantee they won't die today."
"Escorts?"
These two words were like a key, instantly unlocking the floodgates of Yilin's memories.
The mysterious voice outside the cave suddenly overlapped with the playful tone of the man in front of him!
"You...you're the person from that night!"
Yilin pointed at Chen Yuan and gasped in a low voice.
Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow, feigning confusion.
"What do you mean, this person or that person?"
"Are you going to hire bodyguards or not? Hurry up, or someone over there will really die."
He gestured with his chin towards the increasingly tense situation on the field.
Yilin was so anxious she was about to cry.
"But I...I don't have any money on me..."
"Take whatever you have."
Chen Yuan spoke faster, his gaze sweeping over her.
Yilin hurriedly reached into her bosom and pulled out two clean, delicate porcelain bottles, handing them over as if they were lifelines.
"My most valuable possession is the Heavenly Fragrance Rejuvenating Glue, a secret recipe from my sect."
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That's enough.
Chen Yuan didn't even look at them, casually took them, and the two porcelain bottles disappeared into thin air as if by magic with a flick of his wrist.
He gently nudged Yilin.
"Deal. Now go to your master's place."
Yilin then realized that her senior sisters had all stood on the left side with Abbess Dingyi.
When Master Dingyi saw her beloved disciple still arguing with a handsome stranger, she turned pale with anger and shouted.
"Yilin! What are you standing there for?! Come here right now!"
"Coming, coming, Master!"
Yilin hurriedly responded and ran over, but couldn't help but look back at Chen Yuan again.
At this moment, the hall was clearly divided into three sections.
On the left is the Five Mountains Sword Sect Alliance, led by Fei Bin, with a clear and distinct banner.
On the right are a dozen or so of Liu Zhengfeng's personal disciples, their faces filled with grief and resolute determination.
In the middle are the largest number of martial arts heroes, who remain on the sidelines as observers.
Chen Yuan, unbeknownst to anyone, had leisurely strolled over and stood at the front of Liu Zhengfeng's disciples.
However, his ordinary blue robe stood out conspicuously from the uniform attire of the Liu family disciples.
Liu Zhengfeng also noticed this uninvited guest. Despite being in dire straits, he did not forget the etiquette of the martial arts world and cupped his hands in greeting to him.
"My friend, this is a private matter for me today. No one else is to be implicated. Please step aside to avoid being caught in the crossfire."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan laughed and looked at Liu Zhengfeng with great interest.
"Oh? I didn't expect you to have such wide connections?"
These words came out of nowhere, leaving everyone bewildered, with some even secretly scoffing.
Even on the verge of death, he still has the mind to spout nonsense?
Fei Bin's cold gaze swept over Chen Yuan as if he were looking at an inanimate object, and he spoke directly to Liu Zhengfeng.
"Senior Brother Liu, if any of your disciples are willing to repent, they may stand to the left, and we will not pursue the matter further."
Before Liu Zhengfeng could answer, a disciple named Xiang Danian stepped forward and raised his head, speaking loudly.
"We have received immense kindness from our master, and we will never betray that kindness. As disciples of the Liu family, we are willing to live and die with our revered master!"
The voice was firm and resonant, like iron, and carried a clear, forceful tone.
Liu Zhengfeng's eyes immediately reddened, and he said in a trembling voice.
"well!"
"Da Nian, with such a heart, I, your teacher... will die without regret!"
"But this has nothing to do with you, let it all pass!"
Another disciple, Mi Weiyi, drew his longsword with a "whoosh," the cold light illuminating his resolute face.
He stepped in front of Liu Zhengfeng, his sword tip pointing directly at the Songshan Sect members, and hissed.
"The Liu family is no match for the Five Mountains Sword Sects. Today, they face certain death!"
"Anyone who tries to harm my mentor will have to step over my dead body first!"
"Stubborn to the end!"
A murderous glint flashed in Ding Mian's eyes. He snorted coldly and casually flicked his left sleeve.
"laugh--!"
A faint, almost imperceptible yet sharp and piercing whistling sound suddenly rang out.
A wisp of silver light, barely visible to the naked eye, shot out from his sleeve, aiming straight for Mi Weiyi's throat!
It moved so fast that more than 90% of the people present didn't even see what it was.
Liu Zhengfeng was shocked; he knew it was a hidden weapon.
In a flash, before he could draw his sword, he could only muster all his inner strength and shove Mi Weiyi's right shoulder.
Mi Weiyi was pushed to the left and stumbled, creating an opening. The silver light shot straight at Liu Zhengfeng's chest acupoint, Tanzhong.
"Master, be careful!"
Driven by his eagerness to protect his master, Xiang Danian rushed forward without a second thought, intending to use himself to block the deadly hidden weapon!
Everyone was on tenterhooks, as tragedy seemed imminent.
Whoosh!
One hand.
A slender hand with distinct knuckles, as if it had been waiting there, appeared out of thin air less than three inches from Liu Zhengfeng's chest, as casually as plucking a flower, and gently closed its mouth.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
That deadly silver glint was firmly trapped between the index and middle fingers of this hand.
The needle's end was still trembling slightly, reflecting the lights in the hall and shimmering with a cold luster.
The hall was deathly silent.
All eyes were drawn to the hand and its owner as if by a magnet.
The young man in a blue robe with a handsome face was standing beside Liu Zhengfeng, who had appeared out of nowhere.
He slowly raised his hand, holding the silver needle, as thin as a cow's hair, up to his eyes, as if admiring an interesting toy.
Then he looked up at Ding Mian, whose expression had suddenly changed, and a half-smile appeared on his lips.
The sound wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the silent hall.
"Your Songshan Sect..."
Chen Yuan paused, his tone revealing obvious disdain.
"Do they all like littering so much that they just leave their trash everywhere?"
His face was pained, and his tone was heavy.
Do you know?
"Mother Earth is our common and only home."
"A seemingly insignificant act of carelessly littering can accumulate to cause devastating damage to the Earth, leaving it scarred and devoid of vitality."
"Ultimately, humanity will also lose her protection and all the good things she has given us."
"Tsk..."
Chen Yuan shook his head.
"You guys are really bad at this."
The hall fell even more silent.
Basically no one could understand what Chen Yuan was saying. Some people thought he was crazy and just happened to catch Ding Mian's silver needle.
If you really want to know why he was able to catch it, it can only mean one thing.
Ding Mian is not suitable.