Joining the Joyful Union Sect, My Life in the Grip of My Senior Sister

Chapter 355: Liu Mei, Are You All Right?



Chapter 355: Liu Mei, Are You All Right?

 

In the courtyard, Wan Zimo was gazing at Liu Mei with a tender expression, planning to use a gentle approach to win her over.

 

He never expected that justice would suddenly descend from the sky, catching him off guard and hitting him with the flying gate.

 

He let out a pained cry as he was slapped against the door and crashed into the room.

 

Liu Mei, who had narrowly escaped the situation, suddenly discovered that the annoying guy in front of her had disappeared.

 

Although Wan Zimo had always been polite to her, she was no fool and could see the desire in his eyes.

 

She stood up in shock and looked at Lin Fengmian, who came in from outside with a fierce aura, and felt a bit guilty.

 

“Little darling?”

 

Lin Fengmian only saw Liu Mei standing alone in the courtyard, her clothes intact, and his heart eased slightly.

 

He looked around, his aura still fierce, and asked, “Where’s that scoundrel?”

 

“What?” Liu Mei was a bit confused.

 

“I’m asking you, where is this Wan Zimo?” Lin Fengmian asked, pronouncing each word clearly.

 

Liu Mei pointed to the courtyard gate that had fallen at the door and said uncertainly, “Maybe he’s over there?”

 

Wan Zimo never thought that one day he would be slammed by his own courtyard gate. He struggled to his feet and pushed the gate open.

 

“Who is it?”

 

Lin Fengmian looked at him with a cold, piercing gaze and sneered, “So you’re Wan Zimo? You are in big trouble, do you know that?”

 

Wan Zimo was taken aback by Lin Fengmian’s ferocious appearance and asked nervously, “What’s going on?”

 

Lin Fengmian pointed to Liu Mei and said, “She’s my woman, got it?”

 

Liu Mei protested, “Who is your woman? Don’t talk nonsense!”

 

Lin Fengmian took a step forward, wrapped his arm around her waist and gritted his teeth, “Liu Mei, I’ll settle this with you later. Shut up for now!”

 

Liu Mei had never seen Lin Fengmian so angry before, and his gaze filled with killing intent startled her.

 

His eyes seemed to contain a thousand years of icy frost, as if they contained all the evil in the world, ready to devour everything.

 

Looking at the possessiveness and anger in his eyes, Liu Mei felt a sweetness in her heart that she couldn’t help, and meekly nodded in agreement.

 

Wan Zimo looked at Liu Mei, who had suddenly become obedient, and then turned to Lin Fengmian, who was now like a ferocious demon. He couldn’t believe his eyes.

 

Was this really the man Liu Mei had fallen in love with?

 

Liu Mei, are you okay?

 

Damn it, what kind of combination is a fairy and a demon?

 

The female disciple who had been slow to react rushed in and tried to intervene, “Junior Brother, what are you doing? Didn’t you have something to discuss with Sister Liu?”

 

Lin Fengmian coldly shouted, “Shut up, this is none of your business right now!”

 

Wan Zimo was still unclear about the situation and furrowed his brow, “Brother, what’s going on here?”

 

Lin Fengmian activated the Demon Emperor Technique, drawing spiritual energy from Liu Mei, and a faint, eerie glow flashed in his eyes.

 

“Have you touched her?”

 

Wan Zimo, unaware of the situation, truthfully replied, “Not yet.”

 

Lin Fengmian’s heart eased slightly upon hearing this, but beneath his evil gaze, he also saw the deeply hidden wicked intentions in Wan Zimo’s eyes.

 

He frowned and asked, “What do you mean ‘not yet’?”

 

Wan Zimo subconsciously replied, “This woman is extremely cautious, I drugged her tea, but she refused to drink it.”

 

Under the influence of Lin Fengmian’s evil gaze, Wan Zimo revealed a lewd and evil smile, “As long as she drinks my tea, she’ll definitely become obedient and forget all about her cultivation techniques.”

 

Lin Fengmian’s voice turned cold, “You dare to call her a slut and try to drug her?”

 

Wan Zimo sneered, “Of course I have to drug her, or else these women from the Joyful Union Sect would have drained me of my spiritual energy long ago.”

 

Lin Fengmian asked, “Do you drug all the women you meet?”

 

” Naturally, or else these women from the Joyful Union Sect would have sucked me dry of my spiritual energy. Even so, they’ve already taken quite a bit from me.”

 

Wan Zimo became intoxicated, “But these Joyful Union Sect women are so passionate and seductive in bed that every day is a new experience, and I’ve completely indulged myself.”

 

After finishing his sentence, he froze, covering his mouth in shock and exclaimed, “What have you done to me?”

 

He hastily tried to explain, “Sister Liu sister, Sister Xu, please listen to my explanation, I must have fallen under his illusion.”

 

However, Lin Fengmian looked at him coldly and said indifferently, “You’re seeking death, and you’re going to get it.”

 

He reached out and removed the golden hairpin from Liu Mei’s hair, grasping it in his hand and activating the Demon Emperor Technique.

 

Liu Mei’s soft and silky hair, which was three thousand strands long, lost its restraint and cascaded down her head like a waterfall.

 

She looked at Lin Fengmian in confusion, suddenly realizing that her spiritual energy was flowing towards him uncontrollably. She let out a faint scream and leaned against him, powerless.

 

Lin Fengmian abruptly flung his hand, and the golden hairpin wrapped in fierce winds and flames shot towards Wan Zimo with a piercing, mournful sound.

 

A sword to decide the fate of the world!

 

The golden hairpin that had consumed more than half of Liu Mei’s spiritual energy had transformed into a divine weapon.

 

It seemed like the only thing left in the world was that dazzling golden light.

 

Wan Zimo, who had initially underestimated Lin Fengmian, took a deep breath and felt his scalp go numb.

 

He only had time to condense three layers of green shields to block the attack, using all his might to defend against this deadly hairpin.

 

However, the sword was too fast, too ferocious, and his defense was as fragile as paper.

 

The golden hairpin broke through his three-layered shield, pierced through his body, and accurately destroyed his core formation realm.

 

The hairpin continued its trajectory, exiting the room and striking the array formation behind it, causing it to fluctuate.

 

Wan Zimo stood in place, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at the massive, charred hole in his abdomen.

 

He tried to cover the wound with his hand, but it was impossible to stem the flow of blood.

 

“You…”

 

He looked up at Lin Fengmian, his mouth filled with blood, and struggled to comprehend that he was going to die at the hands of a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator.

 

Zhao Ningzhi, who was in the air, was also shocked and unable to react in time.

 

She had not expected Lin Fengmian to be so ruthless.

 

She had thought that she would witness a melodramatic scene, but instead, it had turned into a bloody murder scene.

 

Although Lin Fengmian had a record of fighting against a Core Formation Realm cultivator, it was assumed that he had relied on the power stored in the jade pendant.

 

Now that the pendant’s energy was depleted, Zhao Ningzhi had not expected Lin Fengmian to be a match for Wan Zimo, so she had not intervened.

 

Who would have thought that Lin Fengmian would suddenly kill without hesitation, and that Wan Zimo would not be able to withstand even a single blow?

 

Zhao Ningzhi was just as shocked as the two women below, her mouth agape.

 

This guy was only at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm!

 

Even if Wan Zimo had been drained of his spiritual energy by the women of the Joyful Union Sect, he was still a Core Formation Realm cultivator!

 

How could Lin Fengmian kill him as easily as slaughtering a dog?

 

“You, you actually killed Brother Wan!”

 

Looking at Wan Zimo’s lifeless body, the female cultivator of the Joyful Union Sect quickly activated her jade pendant and sent out a warning signal.

 

Liu Mei’s face also turned pale and she hastily explained, “Sister, it’s a misunderstanding!”

 

She pushed Lin Fengmian away and rushed towards Wan Zimo, hoping that he still had a breath left in him.

 

This Wan whatever, please don’t die.

 

If you die, this guy will be in big trouble.

 

But Wan Zimo was already dead, his eyes frozen in a permanent stare as if he had already drunk half a bowl of Meng Po’s potion.

 


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