The implication of her words was that she would not introduce them to the two of them, and she was too lazy to interfere in their affairs. Ye Lingan did not want to deal with the feud between the Feng family and the Fengjian Sect.
Feng Qianyan smiled and said, "Sir, since this is your first time coming to Ningxing City, why don't you let me show you around?"
"I'm much more interesting than this stupid boy."
Feng Qianyan lowered her voice, opened her red lips, and her tone was full of charm.
Her voice sounded numb.
"What do you think?"
Feng Qianyan glanced at Feng Junran, and then looked at Ye Ling'an. There was gentleness in her blue eyes.
Ye Ling'an didn't like Feng Qianyan's look and frowned slightly.
"not my business."
Ye Ling'an said calmly, "If you think the other person is displeased, just give him a good beating. If you win, you can come back to me."
Ye Ling'an didn't want to get involved in their conflict. Looking at Feng Junran's blank eyes, he knew that he was definitely no match for Feng Qianyan.
They are both Fengjian martial souls, and their ages are not much different. However, Feng Qianyan is the next head of the Feng family, and Feng Junran is still protected by his elders, so the differences between the two can be expected.
You can rely on everyone to rely on you, but relying on yourself is the most effective. Feng Qianyan does not rely on her elders, but purely on herself, so she is much better than Feng Junran.
With Feng Junran's simple character, if he really faced Feng Qianyan, he might not even have any bones left.
"Oh." Feng Qianyan smiled helplessly, "According to your wishes, this kid is not my opponent yet."
Feng Qianyan didn't have a big opinion against Feng Junran, and her attention was all on Ye Ling'an.
She won't care about Feng Junran at all.
What she wants to deal with is Feng Jianzong, not Feng Junran.
"I can do what he can do, so why don't you choose me?"
Ye Ling'an gave her a look, "Are you done? If you're done, I'm leaving."
She didn't want to hear any more.
Ye Ling'an didn't have much patience with outsiders. You should know that Feng Qianyan had just met her not long ago, and such a familiar attitude made Ye Ling'an very uncomfortable.
"Okay then." Feng Qianyan shook her head.
"Just follow your wishes. Anyway, in terms of seniority, I am Feng Junran's great-aunt."
Feng Qianyan looked at Feng Junran and said, "Hurry up and call me grandma."
Feng Junran: "..."
Ye Ling'an didn't even look at them, she turned around and walked forward. She could feel that the sword energy was getting stronger and stronger.
As soon as she left, the remaining people followed her without any nonsense.
Ye Ling'an walked along the front for half an hour, but still did not find the source of the sword energy. The sword energy had disappeared from her perception.
Ye Ling'an sighed and looked at the crowd with a complicated expression.
"You're still following me and you don't care about your store?"
Ye Ling'an did not look back. When she heard the familiar sound of high heels, she thought it was Feng Qianyan.
Because among the people following her, only Feng Qianyan was wearing high heels.
The strange thing is that she didn't sense Feng Qianyan's weak wind-attributed sword energy.
Ye Ling'an frowned. A faint smell suddenly came from not far away, and the faint fragrance of flowers reached his ears.
That person is approaching her.
Ye Ling'an's expression changed and she turned around to see that person was only an inch away from her.
That was the flower girl I saw not long ago.
There was a little dirt on her pretty face, she was still wearing the tattered dress, and she was holding a shining silver dagger in her arm.
She looked at Ye Ling'an with extremely ferocious eyes, pressing closer and closer step by step.
Ye Ling'an's expression returned to normal and he looked at her with indifferent eyes. The blue soul power lingered on the palm of his hand. As long as the flower girl made a move, Ye Ling'an would use the martial soul.
Ye Ling'an is not a kind person and will not put himself in danger.
Feng Qianyan and Feng Junran also saw the flower girl at this time, and they all looked at her with surprised eyes.
Is this man holding a dagger trying to deal with Ye Ling'an?
Feng Junran didn't know Ye Ling'an's strength, so he was naturally worried about Ye Ling'an's safety, but Feng Qianyan was much calmer.
She truly felt that this person was looking for death.
This is the time for her to show off.
Feng Qianyan shouted angrily: "Put down your weapons, or don't blame us."
It is no joke to walk down the street with such a dangerous weapon as a dagger. Fortunately, Ye Ling'an is a soul master. If he were to deal with an ordinary person, this dagger would really kill him.
"go to hell."
The flower girl rushed towards Ye Ling'an with her dagger raised, "It's all your fault that no one bought my flowers."
"Go to hell!"
The gleaming dagger was blocked by the protective shield formed by the blue soul power before it got close to Ye Ling'an. Ye Ling'an's expression did not change much.
This person's heart is not right.
"Are you a soul master?!"
The flower girl bit her red lips, her eyes filled with anger, "Damn it, you are actually a soul master!"
The flower girl would not give up just yet, cyan soul power appeared on her body, and four soul rings appeared from under her feet.
"This is a bit difficult, but who let you get in my way!"
The ultimate soul ring equipment of two yellow and two purple shows that the flower girl has a very good talent.
If she met someone else, she might actually be able to commit murder successfully.
It's a pity that the person she met was Ye Ling'an.
Ye Ling'an can even fight a titled Douluo, let alone a flower girl whose soul power level is not as good as hers?
Ye Ling'an didn't take the flower girl seriously, and the contemptuous look clearly fell in the flower girl's eyes.
The flower girl was furious, and such a disdainful look made her particularly angry.
This kind of look at garbage can undoubtedly easily irritate others.
She ran away, green soul power lingering around her, and countless green spikes appeared from the ground.
Her lips turned purple, and her eyes had a purple halo.
The thorn floated directly in the air and was aimed at Ye Ling'an.
Her figure disappeared from the spot, and the stench came again. Ye Ling'an's right hand clenched the Han Ying Sword, and the blue soul power lingered around her.
Ye Ling'an did not have a soul ring on his body, nor did he use any soul skills. He only used his soul power to resist the flower girl's skills.
The sharp sword blades shuttled past, and their figures disappeared in place. A clear sound sounded, and the daggers and swords collided with each other.
Those thrusts were struck by the sword and fell to the ground, and the blue and cyan soul powers collided.
Before the flower girl activated her martial spirit, Ye Ling'an gave her a sword directly in front of her. Cyan light and blue light collided with each other, and black poison filled their feet.
Those blue eyes were cold. To deal with a soul sect, Ye Lingan did not open his talent field.
Cold and arrogant, this is her attitude towards the flower girl.
The oncoming sword was only an inch away from her cheek, and a strand of hair was cut off. She turned her head sharply and avoided Ye Ling'an's attack.
Ye Ling'an passed by like a sword, so fast that the flower girl could hardly dodge and was almost stabbed by her sword.
Green thorns appeared again, and blue soul power spread outwards. Ice and snow filled the air, limiting the flower girl's speed. As the ice and snow filled the air, her speed accelerated a lot.
Ye Ling'an slashed at him with his sword, and the flower girl hurriedly dodged.
The next moment, Ye Ling'an appeared in front of her, and the green poisonous gas was useless to her.
The flower girl was shocked, and the next second the sharp sword penetrated her chest, and blood spilled to the ground.
As early as when they showed their soul rings, the people around them ran away when they saw that the situation was not good, and only four people, including Feng Qianyan and Feng Junran, were left here.
They are not afraid of fighting, and even feel happy because of the existence of fighting. Instinctively, they have a desire for fighting.
The rich smell of blood passed into their noses.
"..."
The flower girl's eyes widened, purple blood flowed from her red lips, and her breath of life continued to weaken.
"Why can you, a soul master, kill me, a soul sect..."
The flower girl said in disbelief, she still had a little strength left to support her whole body.
"Maybe it's because I'm not an ordinary soul master."
Ye Ling'an said coldly, "If you met someone else, you might be able to succeed. It's a pity that the person you met was me, not someone else."
"Before you die, if you have any last words, speak them out as soon as possible, and I will just be a listener."
The flower girl looked at Ye Ling'an with hateful eyes, "I, Guo Jiaqin, have lived a miserable life. I only make a living by selling flowers. Why do you want to destroy my life!"
"Without you, I can get rid of this life... As long as I sell those flowers, I can live freely."
"This is all your fault!"
She roared angrily, her palms turned into sharp claws, and she suddenly attacked Ye Ling'an.
Ye Ling'an tightened her grip on the Han Ying Sword and increased the strength, completely shattering her heart in an instant and killing her completely.
For a moment, blood was scattered on the ground again.
Under the solidification of the ice and snow of Hanying Sword, her body turned into an ice sculpture. The next moment, it broke into ice crystals and fell to the ground. It quickly melted into a foul-smelling liquid and then melted on the ground. As the saying goes, even ashes were
No.
Seeing such a bloody scene, their expressions did not change at all, and they accepted this knowledge extremely calmly.
Feng Qianyan clapped, a smile appearing on her pretty face, "The fighting speed was very fast, and I killed a soul sect instantly without using any soul skills."
"Tell me honestly, are you really a soul master?"
The battle in which he ignored the level of soul power and directly killed a soul sect undoubtedly shocked Feng Qianyan's soul.
Ye Ling'an is really not a simple person.
Feng Qianyan could feel that the flower girl's soul power level was around forty-two. It was obvious that she had just obtained the fourth soul ring not long ago, so she could be so arrogant. If you dare to kill people on the street in Ningxing City, you should do the same.
There is enough strength.
As a soul master with the strength of the Soul Sect, you dare to ignore Ning Xing City's city rules and kill people in the streets of Ning Xing City. This is undoubtedly a provocation to the major forces in Ning Xing City.
Logically speaking, a soul master cannot kill a soul sect. With a huge difference in soul power, a soul master is definitely no match for a soul sect.
Seeing Ye Ling'an's neat technique, she knew that Ye Ling'an had concealed something before. He was definitely not a Soul Lord. He must at least reach the Soul Sect level in order to be so powerful.
A teenage soul sect? Feng Qianyan's eyes flashed with complicated emotions. She thought that a 21-year-old soul sect was powerful enough, but in the eyes of some geniuses, he was still not qualified.
Ye Ling'an deliberately concealed his soul power level, it was just hiding his clumsiness, it didn't matter.
"Of course I am a soul master, don't you think I am not a soul master?" Ye Ling'an asked in a cold voice.
She deliberately suppressed her soul power level to over thirty, just not wanting Feng Qianyan to see the clues.
Even if he had to show off his soul ring, Ye Ling'an had already prepared a disguise.
Her disguise skill Soul Bone is no joke.
"I believe whatever you say."
Feng Qianyan walked next to her and said, "I've boarded your pirate ship anyway, and I'm sure I won't be able to get off."
"Sir, do you think so?"
Feng Junran looked at them in surprise. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.
"You are bored, struggling with these problems."
"Since you are so free, you might as well go find out the story behind that flower girl."
Ye Ling'an thought of her hateful eyes and suddenly felt that the matter was quite complicated. According to her character, she would not interfere in this matter.
But if you can't sell flowers, you can't be free. This is too strange.
Ye Ling'an has a cautious character. Some seemingly insignificant things can often be decisive and make things turn around a lot.
That's how it is if you know it at a glance.
"Then let's go together."
…
After getting the news she wanted, Ye Ling'an looked very complicated because she didn't know how to evaluate the matter.
This flower girl is really miserable.
A burst of strength burst out from the desolation, and she became a soul master and made a living by selling flowers. She often stopped people with unusual clothes on the street in order to let them buy flowers.
All the money she earned was to escape her family.
His father is a frequent visitor to Ningxing City's Great Soul Fighting Arena, his mother is weak and incompetent, and his younger sister is seriously ill, so the whole family relies on her alone to support them.
Ye Ling'an sighed, poor people must be hateful.
This man is pitiful, there is no reason for others to pay the bill.
Her talent was pretty good, and she became a Soul Sect through her own efforts, but no academy accepted her because she killed many students.
"Are you pitying that flower girl?" Feng Qianyan walked beside her and whispered.
"There are so many poor people in the world. If all of them feel sorry for you, you will be very tired."
Feng Qianyan said with an indifferent expression.
"Will your Excellency be moved by her desolation?"
"Of course not."
"That's not right."
Feng Qianyan walked in front of her and said loudly: "This is a world of the weak and the strong. Winning or losing is actually very important."
"If your skills are not as good as others, will she let you go? Of course, I will take action, but I will make your victory disgraceful."
"If you are in the mood to worry about others, why not think about our future. In my opinion, nothing is as important as the inheritance of our Fengjian Martial Spirit."
Feng Qianyan's tone was full of indifference. When a flower girl dies, she dies, and it doesn't make much sense to them.
In a world where the strong are respected, death is really common.
Ye Ling'an looked at her for a long time and said slowly: "You are very interesting."
"Just these few words for you. Even if our cooperation fails, it will not affect our relationship."