Chapter 369: Talk about life, talk about strangers!
[69 Book Bar-www.] "This is so good `````````"
The goal was achieved, and Ye Feng showed a satisfied smile.
He gently rubbed Han Zhixi's little head and leaned it on his shoulder.
"The look of death——"
Wang Ling'er rolled her eyes at Ye Feng and continued: "Then shall we pick up Huangpu and the others first? Also, how do you plan to arrange them?"
"I haven't thought about this yet," Ye Feng tilted his head and replied.
"How about we go to the Continent of Light together? We can't stay in the Moon Continent anyway. The power of the Holy See here is beyond our imagination. It is undoubtedly a fool's dream to continue to survive here!" Wang Ling'er pondered for a while.
road.
"If I had a way so that no one would have to leave here, would you be willing?" Ye Feng asked seriously.
"Do you have any idea?" Wang Ling'er's eyes lit up, then dimmed again: "It's a little unrealistic, isn't it?"
Han Zhixi also looked at Ye Feng.
To be honest, if they could not leave, they would naturally not want to leave. After all, the Nuolan Empire was their homeland, and their relatives and friends were all here. If they could not leave, who would be willing to leave?
"Why is it unrealistic?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.
"Ye Feng, don't you know something clearly? You and the Holy See of the Moon have already become enemies! That is an irresolvable hatred! The dignity of the Holy See of the Moon cannot be trampled upon by others!" Wang Ling'er said sternly.
"I know! But what can they do? Ye Feng raised his head and looked at the sky.
"What can they do? Ha```````"
Ye Feng, do you really think that since you have the strength of a sword master, they can't do anything to you? Wang Ling'er shook her head bitterly.
"Not a Sword Master, but a Sword Immortal```````````"
Ye Feng flattened his mouth and slowly spit out a few words.
"boom--"
The two women's bodies visibly stiffened, and Ye Feng's words were like a bomb that suddenly exploded in their hearts.
"You`````````you said you already have the strength of a sword fairy?"
After a long time, Wang Ling'er slowly came back to her senses and asked in a trembling voice.
"I can have it"
Ye Feng said again without thinking.
"Ah! Ye Feng! Do you really have the strength of a sword fairy? Are you kidding me? Am I dreaming?" Han Zhixi was so excited that she almost jumped up.
"No, no! I'm not joking, and you're not dreaming either"
Ye Feng smiled and comforted the somewhat disturbed Han Zhixi.
"Quick! Sister Ling'er, pinch me quickly to see if I'm dreaming!"
Han Zhixi still didn't believe it, so she took Wang Ling'er's hand and tried to pinch herself.
"Click-"
Ye Feng opened his mouth and nibbled directly on Han Zhixi's noodles.
"ah--"
"It hurts like hell!"
"Ye Feng, what are you doing!"
Han Zhixi's eyes turned red with pain, and she punched Ye Feng twice with a look of grievance.
"Now you know that you are not dreaming, right?" Ye Feng laughed and looked at the row of tooth marks on Han Zhixi's beautiful face with great satisfaction.
"Fuck you!"
Han Zhixi rolled her eyes at Ye Feng.
"Keke `````````"
Wang Linger also laughed easily.
Maybe, this man really has this ability, so that the Holy See of the Moon will be afraid of him ``````````
After all, no one would use all their strength to destroy a powerful enemy unless absolutely necessary. Kill one thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses to yourself. The Holy See of the Moon will not fail to understand such a simple truth.
What's more, there is no real hatred between Ye Feng and the Holy See of the Moon. If the two sides really get into trouble, I'm afraid the Holy See of the Moon will not have an easy time either.
After all, the influence of a swordsman is no joke.
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"Gudong——"
Ye Feng's neck rolled `````````
The fiery eyes of Han Zhixi in front of him made him feel a little hairy.
Ever since Han Zhixi scolded Ye Feng just now, she has been immersed in this state```````````
"Hey! Zhixi? What's wrong? Are you stupid?"
Ye Feng couldn't help but stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Han Zhixi's eyes.
"Don't make trouble! I want to take a good look at the legendary swordsman who has never appeared once in five hundred years."
Han Zhixi slapped Ye Feng's hand away and muttered.
"Oh! I'm not them! What's there to see?" Ye Feng patted his forehead and was speechless.
"That's almost it! Aren't they all sword immortals? I want to take a closer look to see what's the difference between sword immortals and ordinary people!" Han Zhixi said coquettishly.
"Oh! Then should I take off my clothes and let you take a closer look? Or, let's study together what will happen to the children born between the Sword Immortal and ordinary people? Ye Feng was amused by Han Zhixi's words," he couldn't help but
joked.
"You're going to die!" Han Zhixi glared at Ye Feng angrily.
"Ling'er, why don't we talk about life?" Ye Feng turned his head again and asked Wang Ling'er.
"Ah? What kind of life are you talking about?" Wang Ling'er was startled.
"That's right! You don't understand what life is! Because life is too complicated, so let's talk about strangers together, right?" Ye Feng suddenly became playful.
"Pooh--"
"Not serious!"
Wang Ling'er's face turned red and she couldn't help but said angrily.
"Sister Ling'er, look, this bad guy is always like this, he won't be serious for long!" Han Zhixi took Wang Ling'er's hand and said with deep feeling.
"ah--"
"ah--"
"ah--"
"Trench! Dig!"
"Wow!"
"Ouch——"
As Xiaobing slowly landed on the ground, bursts of shouts and screams reached the ears of Ye Feng and others ````````````
"Ye Feng? What's going on down there? It's so scary ``````````"
Han Zhixi couldn't help but shuddered and asked in horror.
"I don't know`````````"
Ye Feng said with a smile. In fact, he knew what happened in his heart.
"Why does this sound sound so much like Huangpu's?"
Wang Ling'er frowned and thought hard for a moment.
