It is often said that the eyes are the windows to the soul.
And whether a person is willing to be sincerely nice to you can be seen just by his eyes. At least Ye Feng felt that this old man who came out of nowhere really cared about him, because his first gaze was on him.
The concerned look in his eyes was undisguised.
The person who came was none other than Shi Yehong, the second headmaster of Ditian Yong Pavilion who came here after a long journey. He looked at Ye Feng for a long time, and then a smile appeared on his tense face, and he asked:
"Not hurt?"
Ye Feng just nodded.
He was very surprised, what was the identity of this old man? To be fair, in an imperial city, Ye Feng could only count the number of people he really knew and interacted with.
"I know you have a lot of questions. I'll talk to you slowly later."
"Thank you girl!"
The Second Master thanked Feng Yuan. Of course he knew what happened just now, but he would not be able to make it for a while.
"Sister Sausage, is he one of them?"
Long Nannan ran over at some point and stared at the Second Headmaster with her big eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
"It doesn't count."
Feng Yuan paid no attention to the Second Master, she was not taking action to help Ye Feng.
Looking along the road again, I saw a certain big man still lying on the ground happily. The punch was quite heavy, but I couldn't help but feel warm in my heart.
"Old man, you are so bad. I thought you could hold you in your lap."
Long Nannan's voice became softer and softer as she spoke, and her face was full of expressions of resignation.
Ye Feng: "..."
The little monster definitely did it on purpose!
However, these words also gave Ye Feng some perspective. Feng Yuan was very strong, even stronger than the old man in front of him, but he just didn't know what level of Shinto she had reached.
"Kid, what did you just say?"
The second headmaster's eyes were all on Ye Feng, and he clearly meant to ask again.
Your daughter?
Ye Feng met and preached from his heart:
"My little nephew."
Nephew?
The relationship here seemed a bit chaotic, and the Second Master felt a headache. He put aside these questions for the time being and walked to Zhang Zhen angrily.
"Zhang Zhen, why did Duan Tian ask you to come here?"
A black gold stick appeared in the hands of the second master. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the stick is actually missing the most important part.
What are you doing with half a sacred object in your hand?
Zhang Zhen felt vaguely that something was wrong, and he said feebly:
"Come and save people."
Yes, I came to rescue people. I came here to rescue Ye Feng, the King of the North, and his party under the orders of General Duan Tian.
"Rescue?"
"If I was right, you were trying to kill someone just now."
And those who were killed were Ye Feng’s people!
The stick in the second leader's hand suddenly dropped. Except for Zhenguo's brains, the other generals who protect the country may have their brains rusty because they have stayed in the imperial capital for a long time.
I asked you to save people, but you came to kill people.
But Zhang Zhen had just finished being punched and kicked by Feng Yuan, and now it was his turn to be beaten with a stick by the second master. He looked completely confused.
Where did he go wrong?
Click! One by one
Compared to Feng Yuan, the Second Master was obviously more ruthless. Everyone could clearly hear how many bones in Zhang Zhen's body had been ripped out alive.
"Hehe, you deserve it!"
Sima Zhantian came over gloating, his face beaming with pride. She really cared about him, and it was not in vain that he had received so many beatings before.
Not a loss!
After beating Zhang Zhen until he could no longer move, the Second Master slowly took back the stick in his hand and said seriously:
"Think carefully about where you went wrong, otherwise you will never be able to enter Tianyong Pavilion again in the future."
Not allowed to enter Tianyong Pavilion?
This problem was obviously more serious, and Zhang Zhen's eyes immediately went dark.
"These generals who protect the country, as well as the Imperial Guards, have become accustomed to being pampered and pampered in the imperial capital over the years. If they don't teach them a lesson, they all think that they are going to become gods."
Obviously, although the Second Headmaster was speaking to everyone, his real intention was to speak to the General's Mansion.
In the general's mansion, Duan Tian touched his nose and sighed in his heart:
"Second Master, you are a person of high status after all. Can you please stop being so partial?"
To be fair, if there was an imperial capital, without the efforts of the generals and imperial guards under his command, how could there be such peace and tranquility?
Headache!
Duan Tian immediately sent a few more people to treat Zhang Zhen. The two masters did not want the bastard's life, but if he left it alone, God would kill him.
The car, which had been parked for a long time, was finally able to continue on the road.
However, there was one more person in Ye Feng's car, and of course it was the Second Headmaster Shi Yehong. He also quickly explained his identity.
The second master of Tianyong Pavilion, he is also the second master of Imperial Capital Protection Pavilion?
For Ye Feng, this status was certainly nothing to be alarmed about, but when he continued to say that he was Master Ning Wuya, Ye Feng was shocked.
Who is Ning Wuya?
There is no one person that Ye Feng respects the most in his life, the old Northern King of the North.
If Fu Zuoming was a kind supporter to Ye Feng, then Old Bei Wang was undoubtedly a kind friend to him.
However, why did he never mention the fact that Old Bei Wang had a master before? Moreover, Ye Feng did not feel that Old Bei King's cultivation was very high, otherwise he would not have died so early.
"Do not believe?"
Seeing Ye Feng's silence, the Second Headmaster asked.
"Of course not, it's just that this incident was a bit sudden and there were too many confusions."
Ye Feng replied.
"It's understandable. Judging from your appearance, Wuya must have never mentioned my name to you. No wonder, it was the sect that he left on his own back then."
The Second Master sighed heavily, his expression slightly sad.
The ten heavenly stems, the ten guardian masters, plus the two founders who are like supreme elders, form the so-called "twelve heavenly stems" corresponding to the twelve earthly branches. Any one of them will only receive
An apprentice, and mostly secretive.
Shi Yehong only had one apprentice, and that was Ning Wuya. It was Ning Wuya who took the initiative to leave the school, but didn't his master never agree?
Obviously, there is another story here.
"Where are the Second Master going?"
Hearing that Ye Feng still called himself the Second Headmaster, Shi Yehong's expression darkened. He smiled bitterly and said:
"Before you leave the imperial capital, I will go wherever you go."
For Ning Wuya, the second headmaster always felt that he owed too much. He knew that Ye Feng's martial arts teacher was someone else, but it did not hinder him. He recognized Ye Feng as his disciple.
After all, even Ye Feng himself admitted that Ning Wuya was his master, and he was also the one chosen by Ning Wuya.
Take a look first!
Ye Feng just nodded after hearing this. If Shi Yehong's identity as the second master of the Pavilion was not considered, this would undoubtedly be good news, but now, he couldn't figure out what the second master's intention was.
Imperial Capital, Xuanyu Tower.
On Dongyangmen Avenue, Ye Feng and the second master were in the same car together, and in the private room on the top floor of Xuanyu Tower, where people heard things, there was also a father and son.
"Father, you lose."
Two men were sitting cross-legged, and in front of them was a Go set.
"That's not necessarily true?"
In front of Mu Tian is a man with an extremely elegant temperament. Although he is over fifty years old, his face has many similarities with Mu Tian and he still looks young and handsome.
It is worth mentioning that this middle-aged man has his hair tied up in a hairpin and a high-standing crown on top of his head, which is particularly eye-catching and makes people feel that he is an extremely conceited person.
The man settled down calmly, his name is Mu Rongtian, and about his identity.
There are many!
When a piece fell, at first glance, his chessboard looked like a defeated army, but suddenly it came to life like a divine help.
"My close friend, Ye Feng is still alive."
Mu Tian said calmly.
"The so-called strategizing usually depends on the last will of God. No matter what the outcome is, it is worth pondering."
Mu Rongtian remained calm and calm.
"Hey, I don't understand why my father wants Ye Feng to die?"
the most important is!
The man in front of him not only wanted Ye Feng to die, but also wouldn't let him die happily. This went against Mu Tian's heart.
"If he doesn't die, the things you steal from him will never be yours. Do you know that the last page of the luck-stealing technique I taught you was torn up by me."
Mu Rongtian raised his eyes and looked at his son with a deep smile.
"What's recorded?"
Mu Tian's hand shook slightly.
Luck stealing technique!
He stayed by Ye Feng's side for five years. Of course, his purpose was not to make a close friend, but to steal something from Ye Feng that he did not have.
Luck!
Those born with great luck will surely achieve great success. Ye Feng's luck has reached an astonishing level. Now, Mu Tian dare not say that he has truly stolen everything.
"The way of heaven is unkind, whether it is stolen or not, there is no end."
"This sentence, even though I have consulted so many classics over the years, I still cannot understand its true meaning. In my opinion, all the words in the world that are incomprehensible are bullshit."
Because it was bullshit, I tore it up.
Mu Rongtian's approach is very simple. As long as Ye Feng dies, won't the stolen luck be irretrievable?
"Sounds a little scary."
When the move was made, Mu Tian felt uneasy in his heart for no apparent reason.
"Are you scared?"
Mu Rongtian asked angrily, as if he could see through his son.
"Isn't this what my father taught me to have a sense of reverence for heaven and earth?"
Mu Tian raised his head and asked.
"now it's right!"
"Can gods be respected? But are there gods? Being in awe can make you feel your own insignificance and make you no longer arrogant. I might as well tell you another truth. The practice of a warrior is not something that goes against heaven."
Mu Rongtian dropped the last piece, and Dalong instantly counterattacked.
The most terrifying thing in this world is never that I am the only one who wakes up from the intoxication in the world, but that even if you wake up, you can only follow me to get drunk with you.
Since everyone is like this, we can only use our own methods and find ways to reach the end of the road, so that we can have a chance to see the exit.
Good and evil, right and wrong, are turbid from the beginning.
The torn-off sentence made Mu Rongtian think clearly about one thing. Since the way of heaven is unkind, then if people don't take care of themselves, will it really lead to death from heaven and earth?
