Immemorial War God

"What the hell!" He lowered his head to look at the Demonic Ghost Grass in his hand, and fury filled his heart. His arm shook as a surge of energy surged towards the Demonic Ghost Grass.    

"Squeak!"    

The Demonic Ghost Grass let out a pitiful cry and immediately died.    

"Mmm."    

At this moment, the two women let out a soft groan and fell into the water. Mo Feng was shocked, and immediately dove into the water.    

"Mmm mmm mmm!"    

At this time, Chen Xiaoyao had already woken up from her stupor and was struggling to swim up from the water.    

"You, what happened to you?"    

"AHH!"    

The moment Chen Xiaoyao opened her mouth in confusion, she suddenly remembered that she wasn't touched at all and instantly raised her hand to stop herself. She raised her head and screamed, but before she could even cry out, he was filled with water.    

"Mmm mmm mmm!"    

Chen Xiaoyao struggled to get up, but her entire body began to feel weak. Like a drowning mortal, she began to suffocate, and watched herself slowly sink into the water.    

"Little Devil!"    

Mo Feng became anxious and immediately rushed over to hug Chen Xiaoyao.    

Chen Xiaoyao struggled to hit Mo Feng, but her hands lacked any strength. Her head felt a wave of hypoxia and she almost fainted.    

"Why?" Puzzled thoughts surfaced in her mind. She was already at the peak of her stellar state, why would she still drown? Where did her cultivation and strength go?    

"Ugh!"    

Just as she was unable to figure it out, a warm feeling suddenly came from her mouth. She only saw Mo Feng kiss her head and Chen Xiaoyao's eyes went wide open as her mind went blank.    

Mo Feng swam up with Chen Xiaoyao and hugged him onto the shore. They heaved a sigh of relief, lowered their heads to look at Chen Xiaoyao's limitless scenery, rubbed their noses and hurriedly took out a set of clothes for Chen Xiaoyao to cover.    

Only then did she react and slowly raised her head to look at Mo Feng. Her beautiful eyes were still round as she stared furiously.    

"Cough cough!"    

"Mo Feng, what are you doing? Who let you kiss me!" He suddenly stood up and shouted angrily, but he first choked for a few times. Mo Feng curled his lips, shrugged:    

"What do you mean by 'kiss you'? Don't think about it in such an evil way, alright? I was just saving you, so I could give you artificial breathing."    

"You!" Chen Xiaoyao stomped her feet in anger, but was unable to refute him.    

"Ah, Master, Master is still underneath!" Suddenly, Chen Xiaoyao remembered Leng Wenyue who was still underwater, and jumped up in shock. Mo Feng's expression immediately straightened, and without hesitation, he rushed down. With the last wave of the Demonic Ghost Grass, she caused Chen Xiaoyao and Leng Wenyue to temporarily lose all of their cultivation. In addition to the severe injuries on their bodies, they were now mere mortals.    

If he let a Starchild's Realm expert drown in the water, it would be the biggest joke in the past hundred years.    

"Plop!"    

Seeing Mo Feng diving into the water, Chen Xiaoyao anxiously ran to the side of the water to take a look. Suddenly, she glared at him with her beautiful eyes, and directly jumped up.    

"That guy!"    

"Master is also not wearing any clothes, all thanks to that guy!" He fiercely dodged to the side, pouting with a face full of anger, seemingly a little jealous.    

"Gulp."    

He swam to the bottom of the pool and saw Leng Wenyue lying down quietly. Her Qi was extremely weak.    

"Crap." Mo Feng's face changed, and immediately went down to grab Leng Wenyue.    

"Master, Master!"    

Chen Xiaoyao saw that Mo Feng had carried Leng Wenyue onto the shore. The anger on his face had completely disappeared, and she anxiously rushed over. However, when she saw that Leng Wenyue did not react, she was so anxious that she was at a loss of what to do.    

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"    

"Little Devil, let me do it." Mo Feng laid Leng Wenyue flat on the ground and pressed both of his hands to his chest.    

"Mo Feng, what are you doing!" Chen Xiaoyao instantly widened her eyes and roared.    

"Save her! What are you thinking!" Seeing Chen Xiaoyao's shocked and angry look, Mo Feng felt helpless and continued to press down with both of his hands.    

"Stop!" Chen Xiaoyao shouted once again.    

"What are you doing?" Mo Feng helplessly raised his head. If he was delayed any longer, then one of his Starchild's Realm would really die here.    

Chen Xiaoyao turned and ran with a cold face, and ran behind a stone wall for a while before coming out. She had already changed into her own clothes, and was holding onto a set of clothes, and quickly covered Leng Wenyue's body with it.    

"I'm warning you, don't think of taking advantage of my Master!" Looking coldly at Mo Feng, Chen Xiaoyao's face was filled with warning.    

"Eh …" The corner of Mo Feng's mouth twitched. Was this girl jealous? The corner of his mouth raised into a smile. Without wasting too much time, he immediately gave Leng Wenyue artificial respiration.    

Artificial respiration is the simplest method of first aid. However, it is only used by ordinary people and cultivators don't use it anymore. However, at this time, it must be used.    

After continuously blowing and squeezing, Leng Wenyue finally had a reaction. She continued to spit and her consciousness gradually recovered.    

"Mmm."    

Finally, Leng Wenyue woke up. Although her cultivation had disappeared from when she was heavily injured, her physique was still stronger than ordinary people.    

"He woke up." Seeing Leng Wenyue slowly open his eyes, Mo Feng heaved a sigh of relief, and the corner of his mouth raised into a smile.    

Leng Wenyue coughed a few times. She held onto her chest and was suddenly shocked, only a set of clothes covered her body, but then she relaxed. After all, there was only her and Chen Xiaoyao here, and no one else could be around.    

"What the hell is going on?" Rubbing her head that was about to explode, she only remembered how she became like this when she cultivated with Chen Xiaoyao.    

"Master!"    

A happy and excited call came from behind. Leng Wenyue's mouth unconsciously raised in a smile, and just as she raised her head to turn around, Mo Feng suddenly caught her eye and was startled.    

"Mo, Mo Feng!"    

Her beautiful eyes glared, as she asked in disbelief, "When did Mo Feng arrive? How did he appear in front of her?!" At this time, she was so shocked, she lowered her head to look, only to see her chest was flushed red, as though she had restrained it.    

"Beast!"    

Suddenly, he raised his head, looked at Mo Feng, and directly smashed his palm towards Mo Feng!    

"Master!"    

Chen Xiaoyao who had just come up, was startled by Leng Wenyue's attack, but immediately jumped in fright, and immediately rushed forward, his master was an expert of Starchild's Realm, how could Mo Feng endure this palm strike?    

Mo Feng was shocked, he did not expect Leng Wenyue to make a move, and since it was too late for him to dodge, he could only raise both his hands up.    

"Bam!"    

Leng Wenyue angrily smashed Mo Feng away with a palm strike, only stopping after she hit the wall.    

"Cough cough!"    

Mo Feng held onto his chest and coughed dryly, he only felt that his internal organs were about to explode.    

"Crazy woman!" Looking at Leng Wenyue who was cursing silently, she had just recovered and recovered a bit of strength to attack him, but fortunately she had only recovered a bit, otherwise, this palm would have been too much for him.    

Leng Wenyue saw that the anger in Mo Feng's eyes was getting more and more intense. She quickly put on the clothes and looked at Mo Feng who was as cold as ice, before striding towards him.    

"Master."    

Chen Xiaoyao immediately went forward and pulled Leng Wenyue.    

"Little Devil, let go." Leng Wenyue said coldly, as she tried to struggle free from Chen Xiaoyao's grasp, but her legs softened and she staggered and almost fell to the ground.