Ye Feng had long noticed that someone was following him, but he didn't understand why he suddenly had such a big reaction when he saw the young man, and he couldn't help but feel curious.
At this time, the young man in brocade robes had already walked up to the three of them. He glared at Ye Feng, and then was slightly stunned when he saw Sun Yan next to him. He quickly put on a smile and flattered Xue Ling and said with a smile: "
Sister Xue, you’re here, why didn’t you inform me, so I’ll entertain you well.”
Ye Feng had seen this kind of person a lot. He was just jealous that he and Fu Xueling were talking and laughing together, so Ye Feng didn't bother to pay attention to him and drank to himself.
Fu Xueling, who was still smiling at first, couldn't help but frown when she saw the young man in brocade robes. She snorted and said coldly: "Who is your sister Xue? Don't scream. I am the one who comes here to eat."
Freedom, what? Do I have to tell you wherever I go?"
As soon as he heard Fu Xueling's words, Ye Feng knew that she had no good impression of the young man in brocade robes, and she seemed to be disgusted with him.
The young man in brocade robes frowned, a sinister look flashed in his eyes, and then he put on a smile and said: "Sister Xue, you misunderstood me, how could I interfere with your freedom? It's just that I haven't done anything for several days.
I miss you a little when I see you."
"Humph, you will miss me? I can't bear it." Fu Xueling laughed, "Go away, my friends and I still have something to talk about."
But the young man in brocade robes didn't seem to want to leave at all, and asked shamelessly: "I'm in Linjiang, what do you call this brother?"
Ye Feng heard him introduce himself and guessed that he must be from the Zitong Lin family. He smiled slightly and said: "No one who knows me dares to call me by my name. People who don't know me call me Mr. Feng. You call me too."
Master Feng is well." What he said is true. There is really no one who dares to call the prince by his name to his face. After all, he is a member of the royal family. No matter what, the courtiers would not dare to go too far in front of him unless they are determined to do so.
Rebellion.
"Master Feng? Huh, I haven't heard of such a person in the capital." Lin Jiang said with disdain.
"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it before, just remember it in the future." Ye Feng said easily. He didn't even look at him from the beginning to the end, and didn't take him seriously at all.
"You brat, I think you don't want to live anymore. Do you know who I am? Let me tell you, I am the second young master of the Lin family with purple pupil. I don't want to ask, when will it be your turn to be arrogant in the capital?" Lin Jiang
Said angrily.
"Bold! Do you know who he is?" Sun Yan shouted angrily. Of course, she was mostly worried about Ye Feng. After all, for the Lin family, even the emperor did not dare to offend easily, let alone the prince. Moreover,
, she is also well aware of Ye Feng's previous temper, being arrogant. Now that Lin Jiang is talking to him like this, if the two of them get into trouble, it will not end well.
Ye Feng used his eyes to stop Sun Yan from revealing his identity, and then shrugged indifferently and said: "If a man always relies on the strength of his family, he is not a man at all. I don't care what purple eyes and red eyes you have.
, now get out of here right away, otherwise I can’t guarantee what the consequences will be.”
"Haha... That's ridiculous, why? Do you still dare to hit me? I tell you, you have to crawl out now, otherwise I will prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow." Lin Jiang said fiercely.
"Lin Jiang, how dare you? They are my friends." Fu Xueling shouted angrily.
Ye Feng smiled bitterly. This little girl is really good at causing trouble. Now everyone can see that Lin Jiang is deliberately causing trouble for him. Now that she stands up to defend herself, won't it make Lin Jiang even more angry? How can this be a help?
He was clearly pushing himself into the fire pit. However, Ye Feng didn't care. He was just Lin Jiang and there was no need to do it himself.
"Xuemei, this is a matter between men, don't worry about it." Although Lin Jiang was angry, he still suppressed his anger and said calmly when talking to Xue Ling.
Ye Feng picked up the wine glass, took a sip gently, and said lightly: "You are the one who won't leave now. Don't blame me for not reminding you. Don't blame me if anything happens." Then he glanced behind him lightly.
He smiled mysteriously and said, "This kid is really hateful. Since you want to do it, I'll leave it to you."
These words made the three people on the side stunned. They didn't understand what he was talking about. But Ye Feng could feel that when he said these words, the air behind him clearly fluctuated. It must have been the person who had been talking.
The mysterious man hiding behind him probably didn't expect that he would be discovered by Ye Feng, so he probably showed surprise.
Sure enough, as soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he suddenly saw a white shadow flash past. It was as fast as a meteor, and it reached Lin Jiang's side in the blink of an eye. Before he could react, a sword stabbed his throat.
The sword technique is light and agile, and there is a strong cold air on the sword edge.
What a fast swordsmanship. Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh.
Fu Xueling and Sun Yan had already opened their eyes in shock, staring blankly at the flashing white shadow. Lin Jiang was even more frightened, and was completely at a loss to stay there. However, Ye Feng knew that even if he
If you want to resist, you won't be able to dodge that sword. Such is the power of an assassin. Ye Feng believes that even Wu Ying, the world's number one killer, may not even have a chance to fight back in front of him.
Ye Feng had never seen such swordsmanship before. It was fast and accurate, yet seemed very casual.
Blood was sprinkled all over the sky, and it was dazzling. Lin Jiang and the two slaves behind him didn't even have a chance to scream, so they fell heavily to the ground.
Bai Ying stopped and stood there quietly. There was no trace of blood on the long sword in his hand, and there was still a trace of cold air on it. It was not that there was no blood, but that the blood had been vaporized. Water, not necessarily
It will vaporize only at high temperatures, and it can also vaporize at extremely low temperatures.
He should have mastered the power of the water element. Ye Feng thought secretly. However, to be able to master the power of the water element to this extent, his cultivation level is not simple, and he should have reached the level of a martial saint.
As a killer assassin, what is more important is not his kung fu, but a calm heart, a heart that can remain calm no matter what the circumstances. Although he only has the cultivation level of a martial saint, he does not have
One dares to doubt that he would not be able to defeat a master with the cultivation level of Emperor Wu.
The young man turned around slowly. His long hair almost covered half of his face, his face was a little pale, his body was thin, and his fingers were slender. He didn't look like a killer at all. But when you came into contact with his cold and calm eyes, you
Just know that he is a killer.
"Ten miles of slope outside the city!" the young man said calmly.
After saying that, he jumped out of the window from the second floor and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye. He did not choose the assassination that a killer should do, but openly launched a challenge to Ye Feng. No one knew why he did this
Maybe it's because he knows that he can't assassinate Ye Feng at all, or he wants to find an opponent. He is a killer and a swordsman. For a swordsman, he has been pursuing the highest realm of swordsmanship all his life.
And Ye Feng may be the person who can improve him. This is the feeling, the keen feeling of a killer.
Ye Feng looked at his leaving figure, smiled slightly, turned around and said to Sun Yan: "Sister, you go back first, I'll go see him."
"No. If anything happens to you, how can I explain it?" Sun Yan said firmly.
"Yes, you'd better not go. Seeing as he killed Lin Jiang with just one sword, his cultivation must be very high. Moreover, the Lin family will soon know the news of Lin Jiang's death, so we'd better leave here as soon as possible.
Fu Xueling also said worriedly.
"Miss Fu, please send my sister back first. Don't worry, I'll be fine. Judging from the way he looked just now, he didn't mean to kill me. Otherwise, he would have done it just now." Ye Feng deliberately lied to comfort Sun.
Gorgeous.
"Really?" Sun Yan asked still in disbelief.
Ye Feng nodded firmly and said: "Really, believe me. I can handle it. Maybe he invites me to drink."
Sun Yan felt that Ye Feng had really changed, and it was an earth-shaking change. If it were before, he would have been so frightened that he crawled under the table when he saw this scene. He would never be as calm and composed as he is today. Maybe,
He will really be the greatest monarch of the Tianxing Dynasty besides the founding emperor.
But for some reason, Sun Yan was worried about Ye Feng's safety. This was not because he was the prince, but... no matter what his status was, she didn't want anything to happen to him. She even felt that,
If something happened to Ye Feng, she would definitely be in pain. She knew what it felt like, because she had experienced it once. That was when she heard the news that her husband had died in the battlefield, and she felt that her soul was being destroyed.
Empty, heart, suddenly broken.
After giving Ye Feng an angry look, Sun Yan said softly: "Be careful."
Ye Feng also felt Sun Yan's different emotions. He was slightly stunned, nodded slightly, and said: "I promise you, I will come back to you intact."
The words were somewhat ambiguous, and Sun Yan also understood the meaning, but she did not object. She just glanced at Ye Feng worriedly and walked downstairs silently.
"Be careful. If you die, all my underwear designs will be ruined." Fu Xueling said and followed Sun Yan downstairs.
Ye Feng laughed dumbly and thought to himself, this little girl has not forgotten her design draft even at this time. In fact, how could he know Fu Xueling's thoughts? A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea, how can it be so easy to be grasped?
This is Fu Xueling's way of worrying. Although it is not tender or charming, it is still unforgettable. (To be continued)