Yan Xin'er stood by, her face still bearing that infatuated smile, while Liu Feng, observing the situation, showed an extrely complex expression.
Lai Xiaole approached Yang Zi, whose face was now more seductive than ever, her smile capable of muddling any man's mind. At that mont, he only felt a fire burning within him, compelling the urge to pull this woman into his embrace and vent his desires fiercely.
Yang Zi didn't seem to care about Liu Feng and Yan Xin'er nearby and started to slowly undress right in front of Lai Xiaole.
Though Yang Zi was already thirty, she had never given birth, and her figure was so perfect it could make one's nose bleed. Lai Xiaole watched as Yang Zi removed her outerwear, the look in his eyes growing more intense, the fire in his heart threatening to burst forth.
Yang Zi's outer clothes were almost entirely off, her full chest proudly exposed, mostly bared already.
Liu Feng's expression grew increasingly complex, with pain now evident on his face.
Yang Zi deliberately shook her proud chest, extended her snow-white right arm, and lightly caressed the face of the dazed Lai Xiaole, her face sporting a seductive smile, saying, "Co, let be your Guardian of Fate, entrust with your destiny."
Lai Xiaole giggled foolishly, as he continued to gaze fixatedly at Yang Zi, nodding as he said, "Alright, my fate is yours now."
Liu Feng's face contorted with fury, he suddenly turned to glance at Yan Xin'er, and swiftly poked her at the waist.
Yan Xin'er shouted, abruptly coming to her senses, and scread louder upon seeing the scene before her.
Lai Xiaole had been thoroughly entranced by Yang Zi, but was jolted conscious by Yan Xin'er's scream.
Seeing the almost half-naked Yang Zi before him, Lai Xiaole swiftly turned around, stepping back a few paces, and warily glared at Yang Zi.
Before he could speak, Yang Zi looked furiously at Liu Feng, angrily shrieking, "You brat, what do you think you're doing?"
Liu Feng seed sowhat afraid of Yang Zi, unable to et her gaze, he bowed his head and quietly said, "Master, Yan Xin'er is my friend."
Yang Zi's expression was filled with rage as she scolded Liu Feng, "You brat, do you know you've ruined my plans?"
Yan Xin'er seed to have caught on, and questioned Liu Feng, "Liu Feng, be honest with , did you intentionally lure Lai Xiaole here?"
A slight look of guilt appeared on Liu Feng's face, but he remained silent, indicating that it was indeed the case.
Yan Xin'er's face turned angry, she turned her gaze to Yang Zi, saying, "You wicked woman, what exactly are you planning to do by bringing Xiao Le here?"
Yang Zi let out a sneer, saying, "At this point, I might as well tell you the truth. This boy is a descendant of the Lai family, he carries the Lai family bloodline, and the family has an ancient ancestral instruction. I believe this boy is still a virgin, and if he rges with , it would boost my cultivation by half a lifeti."
Yang Zi had changed indeed, speaking of rging in front of the three young ones without an ounce of sha.
Lai Xiaole, upon hearing Yang Zi's words, was taken aback, then filled with rage. Without another word, he launched his fists, aiming for Yang Zi's face.
Lai Xiaole generally refrained from attacking won, but this woman before him truly provoked his anger.
Yang Zi seed to dismiss Lai Xiaole's attack, her pretty face forming a sardonic smile. Before Lai Xiaole could reach her, she waved her right hand. With a bang, Lai Xiaole was sent flying to the ground.
The Yang Zi of today was no longer the Yang Zi of yesteryear; she was now a cultivator, skilled at least as well as Song Xiaojia.
Handling soone like Lai Xiaole, who wasn't even a cultivator, was a re trifle.
Lai Xiaole hadn't even made it to Yang Zi's presence when he suddenly felt a powerful force emanating from her hand, propelling him uncontrollably backwards.
Yan Xin'er watched in horror as Lai Xiaole was flung two ters away, landing on the ground with a thud. She scread, rushing to his side, seeing him spitting blood, she worriedly asked, "Xiao Le, are you alright?"
Lai Xiaole's face was slightly pale. He shook his head weakly at Yan Xin'er, but as he tried to speak, another mouthful of blood spewed out, and he fainted.
Seeing Lai Xiaole pass out, Yan Xin'er beca even more anxious, stood up, and cursed at Yang Zi, "I'll fight you to the death!"
Saying so, she charged at Yang Zi with no care for the consequences.
Liu Feng quickly grabbed Yan Xin'er, and shouted, "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Yang Zi chuckled, her laughter carrying an eerie undertone, "Ha ha, let your fate be mine. Co, you shall all beco Guardians of the Fate God."
Liu Feng held onto Yan Xin'er, ignoring her struggles, looked at Yang Zi and pleaded, "Master, please spare the two of them."
Yang Zi's gaze fixed on Liu Feng, appearing devoid of any humanity, and coldly said with a laugh: "Kid, your destiny belongs to too. Today, hand it over to ."
Liu Feng was stunned upon hearing Yang Zi's words, and a few seconds later, a sorrowful expression appeared in his eyes as he slowly said: "Master, I'm your disciple."
Yang Zi laughed heartily and said: "So what if you're my disciple, you still have to accept the arrangent of the god of destiny."
Liu Feng slowly took a breath and softly said to Yan Xin'er: "Xinxin, grasp the opportunity later and quickly escape with your friend."
Though Yan Xin'er was angry, she didn't understand what Liu Feng ant, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Before Yan Xin'er could react, Liu Feng straightened up, looked solemnly at Yang Zi and said: "Master, from this mont on, our ties are severed. You are no longer my master, and I am no longer your disciple."
Yang Zi snorted coldly and said: "Fine, since you dare to oppose , don't bla for being ruthless."
After speaking, his expression suddenly beca terrifying, and with a swing of his hands, two powerful forces attacked Liu Feng and Yan Xin'er.
Liu Feng pushed Yan Xin'er away and shouted: "Run!" Then, he spun his body, raised his palms, and t Yang Zi head-on.
Only then did Yan Xin'er understand what Liu Feng's words ant; he intended to confront Yang Zi and let her take advantage of the opportunity to escape with Lai Xiaole.
Although Liu Feng asked Yan Xin'er to leave while he faced Yang Zi, he overlooked the fact that Yan Xin'er was not a cultivator, just an ordinary girl. How could she carry the unconscious Lai Xiaole away?
The space inside the room was already narrow, and when Liu Feng's palms t the force from Yang Zi, a dull sound erupted, with energy scattering everywhere, directly smashing the surrounding furnishings.
Liu Feng's Inner Qi was clearly no match for Yang Zi's, and he was pushed back by the rebound from Yang Zi's force, his figure rapidly retreating, nearly tripping and falling to the ground.
Yang Zi did not give Liu Feng a chance to catch his breath and suddenly leapt forward, his figure drawing an arc in mid-air, and with his right palm, he struck out at the unprepared Liu Feng.
Liu Feng was still injured at this mont, his Inner Qi sowhat unresponsive; seeing Yang Zi's palm approaching, he was unable to dodge and sighed inwardly, closed his eyes.
Just as danger approached, a figure rushed forward, standing in front of Liu Feng, Yang Zi's palm landing right on this figure.
Ah...
The figure that rushed in front of Liu Feng was none other than Yan Xin'er.
Yang Zi's palm struck Yan Xin'er, and she let out a scream, her entire body weakly collapsing to the ground.
Liu Feng had been waiting for death with his eyes closed but heard Yan Xin'er's scream, opened his eyes, and saw Yan Xin'er lying in a pool of blood. He shouted loudly and hurried to embrace Yan Xin'er.
Yang Zi did not take advantage of the situation to attack but stopped and watched the scene with interest.
Liu Feng saw Yan Xin'er's extrely pale face, her face covered in blood, and amidst his grief, he anxiously shouted to Yan Xin'er: "Xinxin, Xinxin."
In Liu Feng's anxious calls, Yan Xin'er actually slowly opened her eyes, squeezed out a faint smile on her pale face, looked at Liu Feng with difficulty but couldn't speak, only pointed to the unconscious Lai Xiaole.
The aning was clear, and Liu Feng naturally understood Yan Xin'er's intention, nodding heavily to her and saying: "Xinxin, rest assured, even if I break into pieces, I will rescue him."
Yan Xin'er's smile froze for a mont, then her body softened, already devoid of life.
Facing this girl he hadn't known for long, who saved him in a crucial mont, Liu Feng's feelings were imaginable. A surge of anger and grief erged in his heart, raising his Inner Qi, putting down Yan Xin'er, and confronting Yang Zi.
Yang Zi seed indifferent to Yan Xin'er's death, a smile appeared on her face. In Liu Feng's eyes, Yang Zi's smile seed so terrifying, so ruthless.
Since he promised Yan Xin'er to rescue Lai Xiaole, Liu Feng could only face Yang Zi, though truthfully, even without promising Yan Xin'er, it would be challenging to escape Yang Zi's grip.
Yang Zi seed in no hurry to attack Liu Feng, smiling and said: "Liu Feng, I'll give you an opportunity. As long as you agree to beco a Guardian of destiny, I'll spare your life."
Liu Feng faced Yang Zi, took a deep breath, and slowly said: "What joy is there to live as a man, what is there to fear in death? Even if I die today, I won't agree with you, bring it on."
"Good, well said, truly a real man." Just as Liu Feng finished speaking, suddenly a strong voice ca from behind him.
Liu Feng was startled and turned to look, only to find that soone was standing behind him without knowing when, a man appearing to be in his thirties.
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