"Brother Feng, why is your hair like this? It suddenly changed color, I almost didn't recognize you!" Su Yao said in surprise.
Lin Feng was about to speak when Yan Qingcheng interrupted: "Lin Lang's hair turning like this is entirely the fault of that old scoundrel Fēng Xié. The next time I see him, if I can kill him, I'll throw him into the Sea of Myriad Abyss Blood and let his corpse soak in it forever! Since he made Lin Lang's hair turn red, I'll make his entire body drenched in red! Hmph!" With that, Yan Qingcheng glared in the direction of the Demon Realm.
Along the way, Lin Feng had already informed Xuankong Zi that they were rushing toward the Tianxuan Sect. As the group stepped through the mountain gates of the Tianxuan Sect, the setting sun was washing over the rain on the bluestone steps, dyeing every single tier a pale yellowish-white. The four of them and the bear had retreated from Chaoyang City simply to borrow a quiet place to rest and tend to their injuries. Upon entering the Taiqing Hall, Sect Master Xuanyuan was sitting on a straw mat reviewing case files. Seeing them enter, he raised a hand in a gesture of welcome: "Little Friend Lin, your hair, this is... Sit down first. I've just brewed some Fog Mountain tea, have a taste." Xuankong Zi sat calmly to one side. At the sight of Lin Feng and the others, he was first startled, then filled with a sudden surge of delight: "How did your hair—well, I must say, the way you look right now, boy, you seem far more i…
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