Chapter 95 Li Wantian's Predicament

Li Wantian lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Mu Feng stopped.

He cracked his wrists, shook his arms, and gave a cold snort:

"If it weren't for the contract, I would have killed you the moment I signed it!"

Li Wantian was seriously injured, covered in blood, and his mouth was full of blood. But after all, he was a Golden Core cultivator, with thick skin and tough flesh, and he was resistant to damage.

He lay on the ground, his eyes filled with a sinister glint as he looked at Mu Feng:

"Mu Feng! Are you insane? How dare you treat me like this!"

I knew you were acting, yet I still signed the contract with you. Haven't I been good enough to you?

Upon hearing this, Mu Feng gave a mocking smile:

"Is this good? You just pretend that all the sarcasm, ridicule, and mockery you give me every day doesn't exist!"

Or do you think that scolding you is for your own good?

If that's the case, I will treat you well every day from now on!

Seeing Mu Feng's ferocious expression, Li Wantian lowered his head and remained silent.

Seeing his pathetic state, Mu Feng became even angrier.

He originally thought that Li Wantian was a man who could rival Song Chen.

Looking at it now, Li Wantian isn't even worthy of carrying Song Chen's shoes!

"Next, I'm going to contact a cultivator from the Tianyi Sect and have him lead us out. You'd better pretend to be mute for now. If you say another word, I'll kill you first!"

Mu Feng glared at Li Wantian, then took out a jade pendant from his storage bag.

Not long after.

An obese cultivator, riding a flying magical artifact, landed beside Mu Feng.

The obese cultivator leered at Mu Feng.

"Little beauty, have you thought it through? If you come with me, I will take you away from this Rising Dragon Path."

Mu Feng smiled slightly, like the first glimpse of an iceberg, her radiant smile captivating the obese cultivator.

"I've figured it out. I was just being naive before, unaware of the dangers of the Ascending Dragon Path."

Now that you're still willing to take me out, how could I possibly refuse?

However, I also met my brother.

"Can you take my brother with you?"

Mu Feng pointed to the dense forest on the right.

Under an ancient tree in the dense forest on the right.

Having finished healing, Li Wantian changed into a plain white robe; he could no longer afford to wear silk robes.

Li Wantian leaned against the tree, looking fragile. He still couldn't believe that Mu Feng had no feelings for him whatsoever.

"Gulp."

The obese cultivator stared intently at Li Wantian, swallowing hard.

Such a handsome appearance, yet so fragile, evokes a stronger protective instinct in him than in an ordinary guy.

The obese monk swallowed hard and stammered, "..."

"Is this your brother? Your brother is a man, right?"

Mu Feng looked slightly surprised; he understood the fat cultivator's expression.

He never expected things to take such a strange turn.

"Yes, my brother is a man, but he is mute."

Upon hearing this, the obese monk's eyes lit up with admiration.

He seemed to already picture Li Wantian crying and struggling helplessly, unable to utter a sound.

Such a handsome face and a strong physique are exactly what obese monks dream of.

It would be even better if I could pin such a handsome man down and play with him.

The obese cultivator abandoned Mu Feng and walked step by step toward Li Wantian.

Under the ancient tree.

Li Wantian sensed someone approaching and assumed it was Mu Feng.

He composed himself, then slowly opened his eyes, which were filled with pity, regret, and pain.

But to his surprise, the next moment he saw a fat monk rushing towards him.

Li Wantian froze on the spot, forgetting to dodge.

Until the fat monk's mouth reached up to his neck.

He looked up in surprise, glancing at Mu Feng not far away.

Mu Feng's expression was indifferent. He pointed to his mouth, warning him to shut up.

In an instant, Li Wantian's face turned bright red, and he was so angry that he felt like his lungs were about to explode!

He hadn't expected that Mu Feng's plan was actually to make him betray him...

Li Wantian was, after all, a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage.

With a powerful kick, he sent the obese monk flying dozens of meters.

The obese monk, instead of being angry, was delighted and laughed heartily as he pounced on him again.

"Hahaha, interesting! Interesting!"

Mu Feng, if you want to leave the Ascending Dragon Path, then imprison him for me!

After I'm done, I'll take both of you out together!

Upon hearing this, Mu Feng paused for a moment.

Ask him for help?

Mu Feng looked at Li Wantian, whose eyes were bloodshot, and couldn't bear it after all.

"I... Wan Tian, ​​why don't you just give in?"

This is the only way for us to escape the Rising Dragon Path.

**

Beside the ancient tree.

Inside the formation.

Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi, who had been watching, stared in astonishment, their eyes wide and mouths agape.

Zhao Ziyi roared loudly in the transmission of his consciousness.

"Ahhh! That's so exciting!"

The story took an extremely bizarre turn.

They never expected that Mu Feng and Li Wantian would get along like this in private.

Even more unexpectedly, Mu Feng was willing to betray Li Wantian in order to escape the Ascending Dragon Path!

Song Chen frowned, his thoughts reeling.

He asked telepathically:

"Should we rescue Li Wantian?"

Zhao Ziyi shook his head.

"Don't save them! Li Wantian and Mu Feng, you betrayed the cultivators of this small world."

They even took advantage of the compassion of cultivators in the small world and directly caused the deaths of fifty people!

Fifty kind people were not saved; Li Wantian doesn't deserve to be saved!

Song Chen closed his eyes and frowned, saying:

"But it's too irritating to look at."

I don't want to see it, I don't want to hear it...

Song Chen's words made Zhao Ziyi hesitate.

It's really too much to bear.

Their defensive and concealment formations were less than 20 meters away from Li Wantian.

This is no different from a live broadcast.

Before Zhao Ziyi could speak, he heard the fat cultivator utter Song Chen's name.

far away.

Under the ancient tree.

The obese monk grinned lewdly.

He squinted, moved closer to Li Wantian, and muttered to himself.

"I never imagined that all the cultivators on the Tianyan Continent were so stunningly beautiful."

Song Chen and Mu Feng are already rare beauties, hard to find even on the True Treasure Continent.

Even an unknown male cultivator possessed such a face and demeanor.

Li Wantian's face stiffened. "You know Song Chen?"

The obese monk nodded and said:

"Of course, after all, Song Chen's face is hard to ignore; he has the appearance of a celestial being."

When you were first teleported here, during the time of your marrow cleansing and purification process...

All of us cultivators witnessed Song Chen changing his clothes, a scene that was absolutely thrilling!

Although you are not as good as Song Chen, your vulnerable side also touches my heart.

Li Wantian's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He's not as good as Song Chen at fighting, not as good as Song Chen at weapon crafting, and not as good as Song Chen at wealth!

Now even in appearance, Song Chen has surpassed her!

Li Wantian's injuries had not yet fully recovered.

Just as he was about to give up after being defeated by the obese monk.

A sword light descended from the sky.

"Whoosh!"

After the sword energy swept across, the obese cultivator froze on the spot.

Although the smile on his face was lewd, his eyes had lost their vitality.

The obese monk looked down in horror.

A flying sword pierced through his dantian, even penetrating his golden core, which was now covered in cracks.

The next second.

The golden elixir shattered.

The obese monk collapsed onto the layers of rotting leaves.

Zhao Ziyi stood proudly in place, like a god of death, holding a six-foot-long sword.

"Anyone who dares to covet my man shall be killed without mercy!"