Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Zhang Yifeng put one hand behind his back and turned his head slightly to look at Qing Gu with cold eyes.

Suddenly, a wave of coercion poured out from Zhang Yifeng and crashed onto Qing Gu.

"Hug, I'm sorry, sir, I was too talkative."

Qing Gu quickly leaned down, bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Oh, I have already made a choice about your future."

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you."

Zhang Yifeng sneered and took back the pressure on Qing Gu.

"Your Majesty's good intentions are clear to me, so we will follow your Majesty's instructions and go to seek refuge with Your Highness the Princess."

"I hope you can rest assured, we will fight to the death to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Qing Gu half-knelt on the ground and assured Zhang Yifeng.

At this time, Qing Gu had a suspicion in his mind. I am afraid that the master in front of him has fallen in love with the princess of their Snow Clan.

Letting them take refuge with Her Highness the Princess should be to allow them to secretly protect the Princess.

At this thought, Qinggu's eyes couldn't help but sparkle with light.

They have all witnessed the strength of the adult in front of them.

As long as they try their best to assist Her Royal Highness, the Lord will secretly protect them from Elder Bai Mu's liquidation.

Thinking of Qing Gu here, his eyes looking at Zhang Yifeng became even more fiery.

If Zhang Yifeng can really get married to their princess, then his relationship with Qing Gu and others will definitely be better.

"What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned and looked at Qing Gu's radiant face, feeling something was wrong in his heart.

"It's nothing. Please don't worry, sir. I will go and join Her Highness the Princess right away!"

Qing Gu shouted angrily, then stood up and led everyone in the Snow Clan out the door.

Zhang Yifeng looked at his inconsistent appearance and felt more and more something was wrong.

But he didn't waste time on this matter. No matter what Qinggu was thinking, it was impossible to return to Bai Mu's side.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, Zhang Yifeng came to the middle-aged monk who fell into deep sleep.

"wake up!"

Zhang Yifeng shouted lowly, and the light from his fingertips suddenly flew into the middle-aged monk's eyebrows.

Suddenly, the middle-aged monk suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the ground.

"Where is this!"

The middle-aged monk covered his forehead hard and looked around with a slightly painful expression.

But looking at the clearly unseen room layout around him, a look of caution suddenly rose in his eyes.

"Don't panic, you should be Su Yunshan's subordinate, right?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at his appearance, which did not look like he was mentally damaged, and immediately asked in a deep voice.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the middle-aged monk immediately found someone standing next to him.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to call the Lord by his first name!"

The middle-aged monk gave a low shout and stood up from the ground with some difficulty.

Even though his body was still a little strange, the middle-aged monk's eyes were still full of vigilance when he looked at Zhang Yifeng.

"Oh, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to have such an attitude towards your savior, right?"

"Don't you really remember that you once walked on the line of life and death?"

Zhang Yifeng just chuckled when he heard this, and then looked at him deeply.

"Woo..."

Upon hearing this, the alert look on the middle-aged monk's face suddenly froze.

Then he vigorously explored his memory, and soon memories began to flash back in his mind.

After a while, the middle-aged monk slowly opened his eyes, and the alert look on his face had long disappeared.

"I remember, we passed through an ice field earlier, and my Lord and I were attacked by a group of monsters."

"Although those monsters were eliminated, the injuries in my body are still hard to hold on to. I don't remember what happened after that."

The middle-aged monk said in a low voice and turned to look at Zhang Yifeng.

"You should be the one who pulled me back from the line of life and death."

"I'm from Xia Yuefang. Thank you very much for your help."

After Yue Fang said this, he knelt down on one knee and bowed respectfully to Zhang Yifeng.

"Fellow Taoist Yue Fang, there is no need to be polite, please get up quickly."

"I saved fellow Taoist because of some personal matters of my own. I don't think fellow Taoist should value me so much."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, and after lifting the person up with a burst of spiritual energy, he said in a deep voice.

"Um, I wonder why you need to work so hard to revive me?"

Yue Fang was stunned when he heard this, and immediately asked in a condensed voice.

As he spoke, Yue Fang's eyes couldn't help but look a little suspicious.

"Don't worry, I didn't come to Suyun Mountain for your family master."

"The person I'm interested in is another person traveling with your master, his name is Su Zhirou."

"Does fellow Taoist Yue Fang know about this person?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at Yue Fang solemnly and asked in a deep voice.

"Miss Su? Who are you, sir, and why do you know so much about the people around my master!"

After Yue Fang heard what Zhang Yifeng said, instead of letting down his guard, he instantly distanced himself from him.

Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but sigh when he saw Yue Fang looking so nervous.

"Fellow Daoist Yue Fang, aren't I about to explain it to you?"

"It seems that you have just walked on the line of life and death, and you are still a little too excited."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, then pointed at himself and said in a deep voice: "I am Zhang Yifeng, or you can call me the God of Death."

"I believe you have heard a lot about my relationship with Zhirou from your family master, so I won't repeat it again."

"Now, fellow Taoist, do you understand why I want to save you?"

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he stared deeply at Yue Fang.

"Kill, kill the god?"

"Fellow Taoist, no, are you the Lord Killer?"

Yue Fang swallowed and looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief.

"Whether you believe it or not, my identity has no price."

"Besides, is there anyone else in this Tianyu world who knows the identity of the God of Death?"

Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly, but his words convinced Yue Fang.

"It seems that you have really killed the Lord God."

"I was rude just now. I hope Master Killer will not blame you."

After Yue Fang confirmed Zhang Yifeng's identity, he immediately put down his guard and bowed to him.

"It doesn't matter, we might as well talk about these small talk later. What I'm more concerned about now is Zhirou's situation."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and asked straightforwardly.

"This... to be honest with you, Lord Killer, I actually don't know the whereabouts of Miss Su and the Lord."

"When I first entered the Tianyu Realm, I was accidentally injured by a sneak attack, so the Lord took us out of that area."

"It's just that before the Lord explained where we were going, I couldn't hold on due to the internal injuries."

"Now all I remember is the direction the Lord and the others were going at that time."

Yue Fang looked ashamed and whispered.