The young master's face was covered with dust from the fall, and his fair face was flushed with pain. He said to Yi Feng: "You are looking for death!"
Yi Feng snorted coldly and walked to the little beggar. His spiritual power slowly penetrated into the little beggar's body, melting away the congestion in his body and nourishing his body with his spiritual power.
The little beggar's breath was extremely weak and he could die almost at any time. However, after being treated by Yi Feng, he immediately ran away as if he had taken a cardiotonic drug.
Although the young master is arrogant, he is not a fool. After seeing Yi Feng's amazing performance, he knew that Yi Feng was not Yi Yu's generation, but he would not leave just like that and make others laugh. He took out something like a firecracker from his sleeve.
, pulling the thin line at the tail, the thing roared directly into the sky, blooming with dazzling brilliance in mid-air under the daylight.
Yi Feng knew that the young master was going to call someone. He smiled faintly and turned away without paying any attention. It was not that he was afraid, but that he did not want to cause more trouble. Looking at the world, innate masters are already the top existence, but they are just
It’s just the strength in the foundation building period.
Yi Feng quickened his pace, and in a few breaths, he had already walked several streets. For many years of practicing in Feilu Mountain, Yi Feng had eaten Bigu Pill the most, and he almost felt like a bird in his mouth.
Smelling the aroma of wine in a restaurant, Yi Feng couldn't bear it any longer, so he went in, ordered a few side dishes, a pot of wine, and started drinking by himself. He didn't worry about what happened just now.
Go up. It's okay if the young master doesn't come to him. If he dares to come, Yi Feng might as well show off his skills and teach him a lesson to let him know that there is someone out there, and he may be able to restrain himself a lot in the future.
The young master was indeed not an ordinary person. After gathering his men, many of them asked about Yifeng's whereabouts. Among the dozens of people, there were also many martial arts masters, who came all the way to the restaurant where Yifeng was.
When the group of them arrived at the door of the restaurant, there was a commotion, and Yi Feng also noticed it.
Yi Feng did not move, still sitting alone in the elegant room on the second floor, looking tired and with a wry smile on his face.
The owner of the restaurant may also be a person with status and honor. He blocked the young master and the others at the door of the restaurant and went up to the second floor. After finding Yi Feng, he said: "Brother, the shop is open for business. You shouldn't chase customers away."
, but you have caused big trouble today, please leave quickly to avoid ruining the business of the shop."
Yi Feng was also a reasonable person, but before he could finish drinking, he took out the money and asked the boss to buy him more drinks. The boss wanted to get rid of the evil star quickly, so naturally he acted quickly and got a drink for Yi Feng.
They don't even charge for a pot of wine.
Yi Feng drank the wine in one gulp, but a slight blush appeared on his face. He did not use his skills to relieve the alcohol in order to truly feel the trance caused by the impact of the wine on the brain. There was no such feeling.
, the fun of drinking is greatly reduced.
At the entrance of the restaurant, the people led by the young master were surrounded, and behind these people there were many onlookers.
"That's him, beat him to death!" Seeing Yi Feng, the young master roared angrily, as furious as if he saw the enemy who killed his father.
Yi Feng was too lazy to tangle with them too much, but he was very impatient. He would definitely not ignore such a provocation. When those people approached waving sticks, Yi Feng's sharp eyes actually saw a dagger hidden in someone's sleeve.
, dagger, they seemed to have intended to kill themselves.
With a sneer, Yi Feng's figure disappeared at the door of the restaurant like a ghost, and then the sound of pain continued from the crowd. In less than three seconds, except for the young master, no one within ten steps of the door of the restaurant was good.