Chapter Seventy-Three

Fame

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Night to three watches.

The riverside was very calm, and after being seriously injured, Zeng Yuan's breathing gradually returned to stability.

"Do you need to feed some?"

Na Shu Chen looked at Senior Brother Zeng Yuan with concern, because in his eyes, Zeng Yuan was a good person, and often helping the children of the poor sect was only one of the reasons. The most important thing is that he is good, he is a relatively upright person, and many people say that he may be the cultivation of the next batch of key disciples.

Regarding the cultivation of key disciples, Lin Fei had also heard of it. Every year, the Maoshan faction will select a number of disciples for key training, and those who pass the key training, even if they can't become the head of the sect or an elder in the future, they must be at the level of a certain department head.

Therefore, the number of key disciples of Maoshan is quite important for every official disciple of Maoshan. Because this is the only place that is not based on family background, but only by personal talent, talent, and strength. Therefore, even disciples like Ma Yinglong, who have elder relatives, have no way to go through the back door at all, because the chief examiner who is responsible for selecting this key disciple is the head of the Maoshan faction.

Supposedly an extremely stern guy

Moreover, Shu Chen said that the reason why Lin Fei's reputation was followed by many Maoshan disciples was precisely because the head of the Maoshan faction had praised Lin Fei by name at the meeting, saying that he valued Lin Fei very much, and even had the intention of throwing an olive branch to him.

After hearing this, Lin Fei smiled bitterly: "How can I feel that it is not a good thing to be valued by your Maoshan faction?" ”

Shu Chen laughed twice and nodded, in his words, in fact, some disciples of the current Maoshan faction, especially those famous disciples, hated Lin Fei very much.

Thinking about the original Underworld Coin case, the Maoshan Sect sent out I don't know how many master disciples, and even the seedlings of the future elders who were extremely valued, but they all lost under the strategy of Xiao Impermanence, and they were the one who lost in a daze, because no one knew how they lost until the end? On the contrary, it was the little-known Lin Fei who saved his decent face in the Underworld Coin Case, not only seeing through the conspiracy of Xiao Impermanence, but also preventing the advent of the demon king in their region. After that, those old-school masters who knew Lin Fei's strength all paid great attention to this little guy, and they were unanimously sure of this little guy's talent and wanted to take it over.

After hearing this, it seems that being famous all over the world is not a good thing. As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and being stared at by these so-called famous children who are very jealous behind them is not very pleasant.

Moreover, Lin Fei also understood from Shu Chen's words why there was such a strong sense of hatred between Zeng Yuan and Ma Yinglong. Most of them just thought that the so-called key disciple quota was placed!

The water on the river was still, and at that moment Lin Fei sat up and stared at the river, and for a moment, he thought that the gray dragon Zhenjiang had returned. But looking at the ripples of water on the surface of the river again, he shook his head, I'm afraid this guy really won't appear again.

After a short rest by the river for two days, the Maoshan faction and the children of those families did not find this place. Lin Fei and Shu Chen stayed by Zeng Yuan's side, and seven days later

"Wake up!"

Looking at Zeng Yuan's slowly open eyes, Shu Chen looked at Lin Fei with excitement: "Brother Lin, your medicine is really powerful?" ”

Zeng Yuan looked at Lin Fei, his eyes showed doubts, Lin Fei half-squatted beside him, nodded and asked, "Hurry up and try if your legs are sensitive?" ”

With Lin Fei's words, Zeng Yuan only felt a sharp pain in his legs, and a painful expression instantly appeared on his face.

"Looking at this painful appearance, it seems that you are conscious!" Lin Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good to be sentient, and being sentient proves that these two legs are not useless!" ”

Lin Fei turned around and brought a bowl of boiled light fish soup from the fire not far away.

"It stands to reason that it is best to drink some millet porridge at this time, but the conditions are poor, so let's replace it with this fish soup!"

After feeding a few mouthfuls of fish soup into Zeng Yuan's mouth, this guy finally had a little strength, opened his mouth with some difficulty, and said, "Thank you!" ”

"If you treat me as a friend, you will be exempt from these two words!" Lin Fei smiled and handed the fish soup to Shu Chen. The bowl was retrieved by Lin Fei who dived back to the fishing village late at night, and found some pots, spoons and the like. After all, after Zeng Yuan's injuries did not recover, they could not move around.

Seven days have passed, and Lin Fei also went to see the situation on the Maoshan faction from time to time, but after looking for a day or two, there was still no Zeng Yuan and Lin Fei's whereabouts, so the Maoshan faction gave up completely.

When I returned to the camp again, I didn't see any other movement.

And Lin Fei went into the mountains from time to time to see if he could find the whereabouts of the owner of the blood droplet, and he was even more worried about what happened to the little girl's current situation?

However, Lin Fei believes that the little girl's situation will definitely not be as tragic as Zeng Yuan's junior brother Zeng Zhi was directly screwed off her head.

And on the other side, Lin Fei was waiting for the arrival of the support troops.

The calmer the mountain, the more worried Lin Fei was about what would happen next, and the most worried thing was that this matter was completely out of his control. Because according to past experience, the probability of Lin Fei encountering something out of his control is as high as 80%, so the possibility of this time is still there.

The mountains and forests were silent, and Zeng Yuan, who woke up, leaned on a big rock and looked at the calm river, his eyes looked melancholy. Lin Fei jumped to Zeng Yuan's side and brought a stone to sit down on the spot. also looked at the river: "What are you melancholy? ”

Zeng Yuan shook his head weakly, there were some things he really didn't know how to say!

After Lin Fei calmed down for a while, he sighed: "Actually, there are some things, I will never think about things more than you care!" ”

Zeng Yuan looked at Lin Fei suspiciously, Lin Fei said: "You are a disciple of Maoshan, before doing something, you always have to pay attention to what rules and regulations, what can be done, and what can't be done?" But I don't need to! ”

Lin Fei smiled: "I just need to tell myself when I encounter something that I can be forgiven no matter what way I survive!" Even if there are some so-called moral things that deviate from it, I can understand it."

Zeng Yuan smiled: "But I believe that although you Lin Fei said so, but at that time, you are the only one who will not deviate from morality!" ”

"Why?"

"Because you're Lin Fei!"

Looking at each other, it was a sense of trust that I hadn't seen in a long time, but then it was interrupted by a commotion (to be continued). )