“Leaving in such a hurry?" "Ancestor Tai was shocked. Lin Feng was here for less than two days. How could he be ready to leave so fast?
Nian Ling Jiao sat aside and was silent, but her eyes were full of disappointment. As for the reason such emotions had suddenly appeared, Nian Ling Jiao didn't know.
Lin Feng stood in front of Ancestor Tai and Nian Ling Jiao with a wry smile. Although he thought Ancestor Tai would be surprised, he didn’t think that he would be so shocked. However, he really wanted to leave the Zhen Wu Dynasty. First, there was nothing worth his attention here. After the Sima family's affairs were solved, he naturally wanted to leave.
Without this event, he would not have returned to the Zhen Wu Dynasty. Lin Feng thought this time was a real farewell.
"Alright, just go as you wish," Ancestor Tai sighed. He shook his head, but what could he say? Lin Feng had become the King of the Northwest. Ni Huang might have to step back and support Lin Feng. Once that happened, Lin Feng would not be willing to stay in the Zhen Wu Dynasty.
At that time, if he met Lin Feng, Lin Feng might be stronger than him!
“Well, thank you for your understanding. I will come back when I have a chance," Lin Feng raised his fist and bowed, then looked at Nian Ling Jiao. He believed that the girl had something to say, but he didn't know what.
Lin Feng stared at Nian Ling Jiao, and Nian Ling Jiao looked directly at Lin Feng. Nian Ling Jiao tried to smile and simply said, “Take care!”
"You…" Lin Feng wanted to ask Nian Ling Jiao if she wanted to say something, but he gave up after careful consideration. How could a girl say something from her deep heart? He nodded heavily and smiled, “Yes, I will. Princess, take care of yourself.”
“Well, as long as you don't forget that there was a girl who saved your life when you were in need, that's all!” Nian Ling Jiao tried to smile. Although she tried to be polite, she was still lost and unable to control her emotions.
Ancestor Tai didn't understand the meaning of those words, but Lin Feng did. In order to save him, Nian Ling Jiao didn't hesitate to let him see her body. That kindness, Lin Feng would never forget, not ever.
But there were too many women in his life, and he had begun to get tired. Otherwise, he would definitely take responsibility for Nian Ling Jiao. If Nian Ling Jiao was in danger one day, he would treat Nian Ling Jiao as if she was his own wife, and wouldn't let her suffer.
Lin Feng left the hall quietly, then ascended into the sky. He adjusted his position and flew to the east, in the direction of the Dragon Clan.
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Gradually, Lin Feng disappeared from sight. Nian Ling Jiao breathed out, and she looked a little lost. Maybe she wouldn't meet Lin Feng again…
Gritting her teeth, she knew she couldn't waste her life like Qian Jin Cai Yue, for such a man with so many women. She had fallen in love with Lin Feng, but not that much. She should be able to get rid of the love soon.
Nian Ling Jiao made up her mind, but soon she smiled bitterly. She wanted to do so, but it would be so hard. To love someone was like taking a chronic poison. There was no medicine for the poison.
Love was just that kind of poison.
Ancestor Tai looked back at his daughter. He could only shake his head and sigh. Maybe Lin Feng shouldn't be here. Maybe Lin Feng shouldn't see Nian Ling Jiao again. Maybe he, as a father, shouldn't have put Nian Ling Jiao and Lin Feng together.
Looking at it that way, his daughter was the one being hurt.
Ancestor Tai breathed deeply, and said solemnly, “Ling Jiao, you should go to the Imperial Mausoleum to guard tomorrow. Don't come back for a year!" He turned around and left the hall, disappearing from the sight of Nian Ling Jiao.
When she heard the words, she had some expectations. Maybe guarding the imperial Mausoleum was also a relief. At least in that dark place, she could temporarily forget everything in the world and purify her mind.
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Lin Feng was flying through the sky. Although he was fast, it was a long distance. Between the Southwest and Southeast was still the vast area of the South, the territory of the Demon Clan.
Thinking of the Demon Clan, Lin Feng thought of the Ancient Demon King, the Xuan Yuan Demon Emperor, and the fake Cheng Shan. He was sure that all three of those people belonged to the Demon Clan. The Mo Clan naturally belonged to the Demon Clan.
“I don't know how they are doing," Lin Feng chuckled, looking forward to seeing the three again.
“Was Zu-er kidnapped by the fake Cheng Shan? I hope everything will be answered." Lin Feng also thought about the tragic death of Zhan Gan and the missing Lin Zu. Whether the fake Cheng Shan had done those things needed to be verified, but the fake Cheng Shan shouldn't have been able to fight against Zhan Gan with his strength.
Zhan Gan was not weak, having been at the peak among the Holy Godly Ancestors. Unless the false Cheng Shan broke through to Earthly Godly Ancestor, which was almost impossible, he should not have been a match…