Since he is a master, it should be fine.

Nan Boyu couldn't help but secretly think of Lin Feng.

In the early morning, she woke up early and ran along the same route as yesterday.

He even went to the artificial lake to stay for a while, but he still didn't meet Lin Feng.

This made her feel even more disappointed.

After the five tribes attacked Dian Valley and killed Nan Bosi, she might still stay in the Nan family to help restore normalcy.

It is estimated that I will never see Lin Feng again in the future.

Thinking of this, Nan Boyu felt a little uncomfortable, and his face showed a bit of resentment.

"What's wrong with you? Are you motion sick?"

At this time, Jing Xing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked with concern.

"No."

Nan Boyu turned his head to the side and didn't really want to talk to Jing Xing.

"If you get motion sickness, you'll feel better if you spit it out."

Seeing Nan Boyu's attitude, Jing Xing was not angry and still said kindly.

"Jing Xing, how old are you this year?"

Bai Meichu suddenly asked.

"I'm thirty-two."

Jing Xing scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Married?"

Bai Meichu asked.

"Nothing."

Jing Xing shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about those things in these years. I have been concentrating on practicing martial arts."

"I heard that you are the strongest person of this generation of the Jing family."

Bai Meichu asked: "Jing Family's Sparrow Flying Northwest, how far have you reached in your cultivation?"

Hearing Bai Meichu's question, Nan Boyu couldn't help but look over curiously.

The seven unique skills of China are divided into nine levels of cultivation.

"It's the ninth level."
Chapter completed!