For five years, she was in this imperial capital. However, as Ning Wuya's only daughter, Ning Weiwei never gave her dead father a stick of incense.
With such a cold behavior, how do you have the face to enter this door?
The two martial kings, Xiao Zhuanqi and Leng Wuming, released their own aura and forced several people who were about to step into the door to retreat.
"Care you?"
Ye Feng did not rush out the door at the first time, but came to the second master's side, and there were two words at the opening.
"Leave a life."
"Ye Feng, Wuya is really sorry for Weiwei in this life, don't blame her."
The second leader sighed extremely heavy.
Home and country!
It is so difficult when a man really wants to make a choice from these two things. However, Ning Wuya finally chose the latter, which led to Ning Weiwei witnessing the death of her mother with her own eyes.
"No wonder, just a little hate."
Ye Feng's anger disappeared a lot, and he believed what the second leader said.
Feng Zhen once said that Lao Beiwang had spent the most difficult period, and Ye Feng didn't understand what happened during that period, but that man really rarely smiled.
He may not be a qualified father, but he is definitely a true king.
The King of the North!
"I have tried hard for the years, but Vivi has never been willing to forgive Wuya. She is not really ruthless, but she just can't forget her mother's death."
"Go!"
No one can blame anyone, they can only blame the world at that time, which is too bad!
The second leader waved his hand, and he was really tired. His efforts as a master have been in vain, but five years of time have become in vain. Ning Weiwei is still the same as before.
"I will make her change her mind."
Ye Feng turned around and left.
Every year when the old Beiwang burns incense and visits tombs during the Qingming Festival, Ye Feng will leave very late. In fact, he has been looking forward to it in his heart, hoping that Ning Weiwei can appear, even if it is just a simple look at that father.
This is the only wish that Lao Beiwang did not say to Ye Feng.
The person who was deeply concerned about that man at the time of his death was clearly her, his only daughter.
"Get out!"
"Do you know who I am?"
If you can't hit someone, Ning Weiwei will just pretend that she was just a temporary mistake, but the anger in her heart has not subsided.
"Ning Weiwei."
Xiao Xuanqi directly revealed her name.
These soldiers from the North respected the Old Beiwang, but for Ning Weiwei, it can be said that if she was not the Old Beiwang's daughter, then Xiao Chuanqi's sword would have been stained with blood at this moment.
"Forget Captain Xiao, she will, after all, let them come in."
Hong Qingyan looked at Ning Weiwei with a complicated face.
In this woman who is only a few years younger than her, a trace of Hong Yuting's figure can be seen, paranoid and unreasonable.
"Shut up, this is my home, I don't want you to pretend to be so mean."
"I'll say it again, get out of here, just two first-level martial kings, do you really think they can stop us?"
Ning Weiwei already had a thin sword on her palm.
She is also a King of Martial Arts, with a total of thirteen people in the entire team. Who is not a genius in Tianyong Pavilion?
Including her here, there are three of them at the level of King Wu, and one of them has a cultivation level above the two "sect gods". Who is afraid of whom when fighting?
But I just don't want to destroy the things here!
"It's a bit like the character of the old Beiwang."
Xiao Chuanqi thought to himself, and then he said firmly:
"The king has a life of his life, and all those who step into Beiyun residence without permission."
"All kill without mercy!"
Originally, Hong Qingyan helped him speak, and Xiao Chuanqi and both were about to let go, but seeing Ning Weiwei's aggressive tone.
Just hit, who is afraid of whom?
"Junior sister, let me leave the fight and killing matters to my senior brother."
"I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen others occupying their homes. I dare to be so arrogant and drive them out. Do you know who I am?"
The glorious moment that belongs to me has finally arrived.
Yu Cheng rubbed his fists and looked at Xiao Chuanqi with disdain. In terms of cultivation, he was so timid.
"Dare to take another step forward and die!"
Xiao Xuanqi instantly drew his sword and pointed directly at Yu Cheng.
Need to care who you are?
Xiao Zhuanqi has never talked much when doing things in wars. The number one killer in the north is the cold-hearted person who goes out.
What a strong murderous intent!
Yu Cheng suddenly felt nervous. Although he was the middle-term King of Martial Arts, there were only a handful of people he had killed, and he was afraid of encountering such cruelty.
But now that the junior brother and sister are watching, Yu Cheng is not willing to be outdone and said:
"My teacher Li Erlong!"
Ning Weiwei frowned secretly. This senior brother is still annoying for a day. Such tricks can be used to deal with ordinary people in the imperial capital, but who doesn’t know that those people in the northern border are famous for not being afraid of trouble?
Furthermore, if the person standing behind the two of you is not useful if your teacher comes.
No response!
Xiao Zhuanqi and Leng Wuming's expressions are surprisingly consistent. Is he a fool?
"My teacher Li Erlong!"
As if they were afraid that the two of them would not hear clearly, Yu Cheng roared again.
In the imperial capital, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t give him Yu Cheng’s face, but how many people dare not give him Li Erlong’s face?
“Say it again?”
Leng Wumingxi, who had never spoken, laughed.
"My teacher Li Erlong!"
Yu Cheng was obviously very knowledgeable and still had a tone.
"Do you want to say it again?"
A red light flashed and suddenly came back to his senses. Yu Cheng found that there was a blood-colored sword on his neck, pointing straight to his throat.
A powerful Shinto?
Uncle, the great godly powerful man, why are you pretending to be a Martial King? Yu Cheng was sweating coldly. The speed was so fast that he didn't react at all. He immediately said:
"Good man, please spare me."
The legs in the sleeves were trembling constantly, which was the sword soul in the throat. Yu Cheng was determined to survive and did not fall down.
Isn't this right!
"Who else wants to do it?"
Xiao Xuanqi glanced coldly at the group of people ahead, full of disdain and thought he could fight, but he was just a group of soft boys who had never seen the world.
No one dared to say anything.
Ning Weiwei quietly exchanged glances with a woman beside her, with all her eyes decisive. This person was not a god, but his combat power was extremely terrifying.
"Brother, can you take the sword away? I'll withdraw now."
Yu Cheng asked with a tough bullet.
It was really because his throat was pointed at by such a deadly sword. He did nothing, and he dared to act rashly and wanted to die. He had no doubt at all whether this big brother in the sword dared to kill him.
"Check it."
A strong and mellow voice sounded behind Xiao Xuanxi, and he immediately withdrew his sword.
"Ye Feng!"
Looking at the visitor, Ning Weiwei immediately became gritted and she said angrily:
"Dear brothers and sisters, my enemy is him!"
It was this man who slapped him in front of everyone.
Ning Weiwei has not forgotten the scene of Lie Yingling. She appeared once at Ning Wuya's funeral, but Ye Feng hit her in front of everyone.
Just because he didn’t burn incense and kowtow to Ning Wuya?
If this were not subdued before Yu Cheng was subdued, these people would definitely criticize him, and then rushed forward and knocked down Ye Feng and helped Ning Weiwei vent their anger. But now.
Who can't tell that the two door gods listen to this man?
Ning Weiwei looked back and felt powerless. Thirteen elite children from Tianyong Pavilion were frightened by the three of them.
And they are peers!
Judging from Ye Feng and his friends' age, they are actually about the same as them.
"Fight, so you won't know that the world is high and the earth is rich, and there are people outside of people and there are people outside of them."
Beiyun lives inside, and the second head sect cannot express the melancholy.
The thirteen talented disciples who were carefully trained by Tianyong Pavilion outside were really shocked by Ye Feng and the other two. They lost before they beat them, and of course they were not as skilled as others.
To be embarrassed at your doorstep!
"Enemy?"
"Say it again, what are you calling me?"
Ye Feng took Hong Qingyan's hand and walked slowly to Ning Weiwei, frowned coldly.
"Friend, my family teacher Li Erlong."
When he came again, Hong Qingyan couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Li Erlong is very famous?
Unexpectedly, Ye Feng didn't even look at him, just said one word:
"roll!"
"I'll count three times. Whoever doesn't get out by myself? I'll throw you out one by one."
OK, you are ruthless!
Youdao is a hero who does not suffer any loss in front of him. Yu Cheng immediately turned around, but unexpectedly he met a group of ignorant men who were ignorant of the truth. He could not beat him. The moves of becoming famous are not easy to use. Let you stand sideways for a while first.
"Friends, do you know who we are?"
Not everyone has the enlightenment of Yu Cheng. The disciples of the Heavenly Order Pavilion will be scolded and then left.
Wouldn't it be a joke?
"Give you a chance to draw the blade."
A total of seven people, including Ning Weiwei, stayed.
“Go together!”
Seeing two women taking the lead, five people behind him rushed over immediately.
"I don't know what's up."
Ye Feng strides forward with his head held high, easily resolving Ning Weiwei and another woman's offensive as if he is free to pick flowers, and then pushes forward and pushes his palm.
With just one palm, the five great masters behind suddenly fell over and rolled down the steps.
“So strong!”
Is it an opponent? Yan Hongqian tried it out with one move.
“Take it out.”
Ye Feng came to Yan Hongqian's back in an instant and pushed her towards Xiao Xuanqi with one palm.
Then!
Hong Qingyan saw a scene that made her confused. Xiao Chuanqi had no sympathy for the fragrance and jade. She grabbed Yan Hongqian's neck and dragged her out.
In just a few breaths, the seven people were defeated, and only one Ning Weiwei was left in a daze.
"When will you be promoted to King of Martial Arts?"
Five years ago, Ning Weiwei's cultivation was even higher than Ye Feng. If there weren't many big figures around her, she wouldn't have been beaten.
But five years later, Ye Feng completely crushed her in terms of cultivation.
"What should you call me before asking?"
Ye Feng's fingers flashed away the soft sword in Ning Weiwei's hand, and his words were domineering.
Enemy?
A gentle and regretful look looked at Ning Weiwei. Unexpectedly, five years later, you brought someone to find me, the so-called enemy.
Calculate the accounts!
"Ye Feng, why do you care about me and why do you hit me?"
Ning Weiwei suddenly shouted, tears kept flashing in her eyes, but she stubbornly did not let it flow out.
"Because I am your brother."
Ye Feng also roared out. Who in the world can understand the relationship between him and the old King?
Although he has no name for father and son, he is better than father and son.