Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 1429 Are you really a pig?

Love arises with the sound of the bell, and when the bell stops, the heart remains unsettled.

Previously, when Ye Feng went for foot massages, he couldn't fully grasp the meaning of this sentence.

Now he understands it.

It turns out that you don't need to lie in bed to enjoy it; giving a foot massage to a truly stunning beauty can also be a pleasure.

If the water in the wooden basin hadn't been so cold, Ye Feng would have really wanted to massage Lingyin's feet again.

He now understands why many men are foot fetishists.

The flawless jade foot is so warm and smooth.

Although he felt somewhat guilty towards his old friend, Monk Fayuan, Ye Feng's sense of guilt quickly disappeared.

Because what happened tonight wasn't his fault; it was Fairy Lingyin who took the initiative to ask for it.

Ye Feng was a simp in his past life, and he is in this life as well. As a simp, he will never refuse a beautiful woman's request.

At this moment, Lingyin also woke up from that comfortable feeling she had never experienced before.

Her previous personal maids had often washed and massaged her feet, but none of them had ever given her such a wonderful feeling as tonight.

This feeling is even somewhat stimulating.

A faint blush rose to her fair and beautiful face, and her cheeks felt slightly hot.

Only she knew that Ye Feng's foot massage had just aroused an unprecedented desire in her.

Desire between oneself and the opposite sex.

She was very familiar with this feeling, after all, she was almost a hundred years old, and the Goddess Palace had many dual cultivation methods. She herself had also learned some dual cultivation techniques. Although she had never practiced them, she was very knowledgeable about the things between men and women.

She had this feeling many times in the middle of the night over the past few decades.

She rubbed her slightly flushed cheeks and asked, "Ye Feng, what kind of sorcery did you cast on me?"

"Sorcery? Don't accuse me wrongly! You've sealed my cultivation, what kind of sorcery could I possibly use?"

"Why do I feel hot all over, my cheeks are burning, and I want to sleep with a man?"

"Forehead?!"

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly.

He grabbed his collar with both hands and took a few steps back.

He said, "Fairy Lingyin, you must restrain yourself... You mustn't do anything reckless. I am still a virgin, don't even think about ruining me!"

Seeing Ye Feng's smug look, Fairy Lingyin was immediately furious.

She wanted to get up and beat the kid up.

But since I wasn't wearing shoes, I had to give up.

Seeing that the Holy Maiden Lingyin made no move, Ye Feng secretly felt relieved.

I was so busy taking advantage of her that I overlooked a very important point: Lingyin is also a woman, and a notorious female disciple of the Goddess Palace at that.

In the past, when I went for foot massages, the massage girls would always make me feel aroused and unable to control myself. If I weren't short of money, I would have already gone up to the third floor.

Moreover, I watched many art films in my past life, including some with massage as their theme.

In the movie, the female lead gets pressed down by a middle-aged man who's picking his toes, and eventually they end up together.

It's no wonder that Lingyin, an old maid, would have impure thoughts about a handsome, masculine man like himself giving her a foot massage.

Fortunately, Lingyin's mental fortitude was still intact, and she did not lose her rationality.

Lingyin pounced on him like a hungry tiger, and Ye Feng really didn't know whether he should push her away or not!

Although Ye Feng was a lustful man driven by lust and who wanted to have sex with girls all day long, Ling Yin was not among them.

Lingyin's identity is too special; he doesn't want to follow in his senior uncle's footsteps.

No, it should be Grandpa...

Seeing Ye Feng looking at her evasively, Lingyin said irritably, "What are you looking at? What time is it? Hurry up and pour out the foot bath water, I want to rest!"

Ye Feng chuckled awkwardly and said, "Fairy Lingyin, you are the number one fairy in the mortal realm, with such a great reputation. You wouldn't do anything beastly to a pure young boy like me, would you?"

Lingyin's eyebrows shot up, and a purple short blade slid out from her sleeve.

Upon seeing this, Ye Feng was terrified and quickly picked up the wooden basin and ran out of the cave.

Outside, the wind was biting cold, and the temperature was probably around minus seven or eight degrees Celsius. Ye Feng used to be protected by spiritual energy and true essence, so his clothes were very thin. But when the cold wind blew, he immediately felt his whole body shivering.

After he poured out the water from the wooden basin, he secretly glanced around again.

It was too dark, and he didn't know where he was. Moreover, his cultivation was sealed, and given his physical condition, he had no way to escape.

So Ye Feng returned to the cave.

Lingyin had already put on her shoes and socks by then.

Seeing Ye Feng enter, Lingyin said nothing, walked to the corner of the cave, took out a mattress from her storage bracelet, and sat cross-legged on it.

Ye Feng stood near the cave entrance, worried that Lingyin would beat him again, so he didn't dare to go any closer.

After Lingyin sat down on the mattress, he carried the wooden basin over and placed it by the fire.

Then Ye Feng cautiously said, "Well, if there's nothing else, I'm going to sleep now!"

"You slept for over ten hours straight, and you still want to sleep? Are you really a pig?"

"Hey, Fairy Lingyin, our grudges are our grudges, you can hit me or scold me, but you can't escalate it to personal attacks, that involves a man's dignity!"

Lingyin glanced at him sideways and said, "You've sunk so low as to wash my feet, what kind of manly dignity do you still talk about?"

"Uh, they're different..."

Ye Feng didn't want to talk to Ling Yin anymore. He knew he had low emotional intelligence and didn't know which words he might say that would offend Ling Yin.

So Ye Feng took off his shoes and crawled into the bedding.

Ye Feng slept for more than ten hours. Although his mental strength had not fully recovered, he really couldn't fall asleep for the time being.

He lay in bed, reflecting on recent events.

He now feels that his situation is very dangerous.

Who would have thought that the original owner was actually the grandson of the eldest grandmaster?

Although Ye Fuyou treated him very well, and although Ye Fuyou's wisp of soul has now left his body, the fact that the original owner was Ye Fuyou's grandson can never be changed.

Ye Feng knew a principle: there are no secrets that stay hidden forever. He felt that this secret could not be kept forever.

At least his fat master definitely knew about his background.

According to what his cheap father, Ye Wei, said that night, it was his fat master who brought the young original owner back to the Yunhai Sect from a secret chamber beneath an ancient well in the ruins of the Guo family.

Ye Feng wasn't stupid; it would be a miracle if his fat master didn't know that the original owner was Ye Fuyou's grandson.

Ye Feng felt that the fat master's side shouldn't be a problem. Since the fat master already knew the original owner's true identity, he still took the original owner as his disciple, which shows that the fat master always cared about his relationship with Ye Fuyou, his fellow disciple.

But other people in the know said it was hard to say.

Especially that little wild girl.