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Chapter 251 Familiar Taste
On the high platform, Chu Feng and Jun Yan were engaging in a fierce swordsmanship contest.
The two men were agile and their swords flashed, making it a feast for the eyes.
Suddenly, Jun Yan flashed and cleverly snatched the sword from Chu Feng's hand.
He flicked his wrist and threw the sword high into the air.
Then, he swung his sword like lightning, and with a "click", the sword was cut into several pieces. The broken sword fragments fell one after another, making a crisp sound on the platform.
Afterwards, Jun Yan skillfully inserted the long sword in his hand into the scabbard behind him. The whole process was smooth and seamless.
"Master, what a great swordsmanship!"
Chu Feng clapped his hands with a playful look on his face, but his eyes flickered with complex emotions, “Chu Feng admires me.
This time I came here specifically to return your Lingshan things to you.
The next time we meet, we will be real enemies."
After saying that, he took out a book of Lingshan Academy's rules from his pocket and threw it to the ground fiercely.
Then he stomped on it hard with his feet, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction and anger on the book.
Jun Yan was so angry that his face turned blue. He pointed at Chu Feng and was speechless for a long time.
Chen Xuan and Xuan Qing seemed relatively calm, just watching the scene silently.
Mu Qing looked at Chu Feng angrily, seeming to be very angry about his behavior.
Chu Feng finally took his foot away. The sect rules book had been tattered by him and was almost unrecognizable.
Then, a token appeared in his hand, which was his proof of identity as a disciple of Lingshan.
He threw the token to Chen Xuan without hesitation and said coldly: "I'll give it back to you. I, Chu Feng, will no longer be your Lingshan disciple."
Chen Xuan took the token and looked at Chu Feng's name engraved on it. He couldn't help but sigh, his eyes full of disappointment.
This token was once the trial amulet he bestowed upon new disciples, representing the identity and honor of a Lingshan disciple.
Chen Xuan slowly spread out his hands, and the token lay quietly in his broad palm, flickering with a faint light.
Then, a ball of blazing flame suddenly appeared in his palm, like the fire from hell, which quickly engulfed the token, burning it into ashes that floated in the air with the wind.
He put his hands behind his back, staring at Chu Feng with a glare, and said sternly, "Then today, I am unwilling to kill anyone, so I will spare your life for now.
But you have to remember, next time you come, you may not be so lucky."
Upon hearing this, Chu Feng's lips curled up into a sinister smile. He clasped his fists and bowed, his tone tinged with joking, "Thank you, Sect Master, for not killing me."
After he finished speaking, his figure appeared behind Mu Qing like a ghost, hugged her tightly, and his hands wandered around her waist.
Jun Yan was horrified upon seeing this. He roared, "Chu Feng, let her go! You shameless bastard!"
He angrily wanted to draw his sword, but Chen Xuan stopped him.
Chen Xuan said calmly: "This is a dispute between them, so don't interfere."
Jun Yan looked confused and anxious: "But Mu Qing is my disciple, how can I watch her being humiliated?"
Chen Xuan shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Master Jiuyang once mentioned to me the connection between the two of them...
Well, let them be; this is their fate."
Mu Qing was seen struggling violently in Chu Feng's arms, but Chu Feng didn't care. He sniffed deeply the fragrance from Mu Qing's neck, as if intoxicated by it.
He roughly ripped off her disciple's clothes, revealing her white shoulders, then bit them hard, greedily sucking her blood.
The taste of this blood was so familiar to him, as if it was an indispensable part of his life.
He had rushed to Lingshan today because he heard the constant thunder and sensed the agitation of the Phoenix blood in Mu Qing's body. He was worried that something had happened to her.
Mu Qing's heart felt as if it was being cut by thousands of sharp blades, and she was almost on the verge of collapse.
Chu Feng treated me like this, and the Sect Master didn't even allow Master to help. Haha, why are they so tolerant of that cat demon?
I, Mu Qing, with my noble body, actually have to endure such humiliation...
How could they watch me being defiled?
I am Mu Qing, a noble person... I am a noble phoenix, so why do they favor a cat demon?
Mu Qing closed her eyes tightly, allowing Chu Feng to absorb the precious Phoenix blood in her body. However, an expression of great love and selflessness appeared on her face.
"If my phoenix blood can purify the evil spirit in you, then I am willing to sacrifice myself."
Jun Yan, who was watching from the side, was furious. He said anxiously, "Mu Qing, there is no need for you to sacrifice yourself like this. Your master is more than capable of killing him."
"He...can't be killed..."
Mu Qing's voice was weak but firm, as if he was stating an unchangeable fact.
At this moment, Xuanqing's eyes suddenly turned downwards, and he saw Manzhu holding a black umbrella, and she moved it slightly.
Those Lingshan disciples were as if pulled by an invisible force and were taken into the umbrella one after another, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Xuan Qing was horrified and shouted, "Master, this is bad! That evildoer has taken everyone into his umbrella!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan and Jun Yan immediately turned their gaze downwards.
There was only a woman in red left in the square. She was holding a black umbrella and flying towards the platform at a high speed with great momentum.
Manzhu, dressed in a fiery red dress, stood proudly on the high platform. The sunlight poured down from the sky, giving her a layer of dazzling golden glow.
Her figure, against the backdrop of light, is like a blooming red spider lily, enchanting and full of indescribable mystery.
The red skirt swayed gently in the wind, and every fold seemed to tell an ancient and charming legend.
She was surrounded by the rich fragrance of the red spider lily, which seemed to be endowed with magic, evoking the most primitive desires and yearnings in people's hearts.
Jun Yan's face was filled with rage, his eyes wide open, as if they could spit out fire. He shouted loudly: "Monster! Hand over my Lingshan disciple immediately!"
Hearing this, Manzhu shook her head, a playful smile curling up at the corner of her mouth: "What are you talking about? Those disciples all followed me voluntarily.
Even if I let them out now, their hearts would no longer be in Lingshan."
Upon hearing this, Jun Yan gritted his teeth in anger, snorted coldly, and spiritual power surged around his body. It was obvious that he was extremely angry.
Chen Xuan looked at Man Zhu expectantly, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.
He remained silent, as if the hustle and bustle of the world had nothing to do with him.
Xuan Qing, on the other hand, had a serious look on his face. He silently summoned the peach wood sword, held it tightly in his hand, and placed it behind his back, ready to deal with any possible battle at any time.
At this moment, Chu Feng was burying his head on Mu Qing's shoulder. Mu Qing actually exposed his shoulder, closed his eyes, and looked like he was immersed in it.
Seeing this, Manzhu couldn't help but giggle. The laughter was sharp and piercing, as if it could penetrate one's soul.
She smiled and said, "Chu Feng, have you had enough fun?"
Chu Feng slowly raised his head, blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and a wicked smile with a hint of madness: "Manzhu, I'm sucking her blood."
Manzhu instantly became interested when she heard this. She walked up to Chu Feng and stared at him with fervent eyes: "Let her go and let me suck her too."
Chu Feng chuckled, let go of Mu Qing, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, then raised his hand, slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and handed his hand to Manzhu.
His eyes were full of affection: "Manzhu, lick it."
Manzhu handed the black umbrella in her hand to Chu Feng, and then licked the back of his hand happily.
Chu Feng stroked her head and said gently, "Manzhu, we should go back."
Manzhu looked up, holding Chu Feng's hand, and swept her eyes over the people on the platform, finally landing on Mu Qing.
She stretched out her finger, pointed at Mu Qing, and said to Chu Feng, "Is she going to take it back?"
Chu Feng smiled playfully: "That depends on what you want, Manzhu. Will you allow me to take her back to play with her?"