The two guys in short attire and closely dressed in front of them looked like the servants of a certain master. Their eyes showed disgusting coldness and disdain, and there was also a hint of hostility.
Although Feng Jueyu was a little dissatisfied that these two guys, who were almost at the Lingwu realm, were blocking his way, he was mostly doubtful, thinking that he had only been in Zhongtian City for a short time, and he hadn't offended anyone? What's more?
I don’t know anyone, why are they stopping me?
"who are you?"
The two servants looked at each other, with deep pride in their eyes. It had been almost half a month, and they had finally stopped this boy. If it took another day or two, the young master would probably be furious.
"Don't worry about who we are? Come with us and you will know."
Saying that, the two of them were about to come over and take action. Feng Jueyu frowned and took a step back: "Is there something that can't be said here?"
Seeing this, Feng Jueyu was almost sure that he had offended someone, but he had to find out who he had offended, otherwise he would have just taken action because of the hostility of these two guys.
One of them replied: "Because my master wants to see you, Mr. Feng, please come with us."
While talking, the two came over to hold Feng Jueyu. Feng Jueyu was about to take action when he thought that it was not possible now. The two people in front of him were clearly entrusted by others and were not the real owner. He must look at the real owner.
Who is it, otherwise it would be easy to dodge an open sword, but difficult to guard against a hidden arrow. In this dilemma of being oppressed by Xing Kun, he didn't want to cause more trouble.
Following Wang Jiutong in refining elixirs for the past few days, Feng Jueyu did not waste any time practicing. Even in the process of burning the elixir, he did not forget to extract a part of the true energy to nourish his acupoints. Although half a month was not long, Feng Jueyu
Yu, a pervert, is completely accustomed to this way of practicing while walking. And with the help of the impermanence of life and death magic, even if he stands on the street and uses his true energy to nourish his orifices, ordinary people can't tell that his body is surging with extreme energy.
Vast and full of true energy.
Not to mention that his current cultivation has advanced so rapidly that he is only one step away from reaching the high level of the Xuanwu Realm. He has even penetrated the White Tiger Power among the Four Elephant Powers. Even Feng Jueyu half a month ago is not something that just two Lingwu realms can achieve.
Those who were taken away, not to mention the Lingwu realm, now let Feng Jueyu face the Tianwu realm, and he is confident that he has the strength to fight, and this is without using the Yuan Qi Devourer.
However, Feng Jueyu did not take action, but said in a cold tone: I will leave by myself, and then followed the two of them to see their master.
Xu Feng Jueyu's sharp and cold eyes, which he had trained for many years in the assassination profession, frightened the two people in front of them. After Feng Jueyu showed that he did not refuse, the two of them surprisingly did not dare to make a move against Feng Jueyu.
I'm a little confused, this guy looks so mediocre, why does his eyes look so scary?
Following the two servants, he walked around two or three streets. He thought they would take him to a certain tea house. Feng Jueyu from a certain restaurant suddenly found that he was getting more and more remote and finally came to the end of a small alley.
, in a dead end.
The back door should be the backyard of some restaurant. From the tall courtyard wall, there was a lot of noisy people, the sounds of changing cups and cups, invitations to fistfight, and even the coquettish sounds of begging for mercy and laughter from women.
Either a restaurant or a brothel!
Just as he was thinking about it, one of them got into the back door, and the other blocked Feng Jueyu's path and said coldly: Just wait here and don't say anything anymore.
Just wait, are you afraid that you won't succeed?
Feng Jueyu didn't say anything. He wanted to see who the person who wanted to see him was.
After a while, the back door opened, and the servant who had left earlier came out with a young man in fine clothes. He looked familiar to this young man, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
The young man walked out, looked at Feng Jueyu with a condescending and arrogant look, and then asked: "Yes, it's you."
"What do you mean?" Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment and said, "You just want to see me? Who are you?"
"Don't remember?" The young man chuckled twice and reminded: "Half a month ago, Dingxin Pavilion..."
"Oh it's you."
Feng Jueyu finally knew why he looked familiar to this guy. He was clearly the same noble young man who had a nose, a face, and a face when he first went to Dingxin Pavilion to look for Wang Jiutong. He called him Cheng.
"What do you want from me?"
Cheng Shaojing's attitude was quite domineering, with a look of superiority in his eyes. He ignored Feng Jueyu when he looked at him, as if it was an insult for him to see Feng Jueyu in such a place.
Feng Jueyu understood this kind of look very well. It simply meant to sneer. Although Cheng Shaojing's attitude made Feng Jueyu very unhappy, he still didn't say anything bad. After all, Xing Kun was troublesome enough, and he didn't want more
Make trouble.
It's just that Cheng Shaojing obviously didn't realize who he was facing. A legend in the world of killing, a ruthless reaper of life, and a real evil emperor. Feng Jueyu's arrogance was restrained, but it didn't mean that he would treat...
Compromise on one thing.
"You still don't know who I am, right?" Cheng Shaojing introduced himself proudly: "Boy, have you heard about the Cheng family?"
"Cheng family? Never heard of it." Feng Jueyu snorted.
When Cheng Shaojing and the two servants heard this, they suddenly burst into laughter, and the disdain in their eyes became even stronger.
"Ignorant thing, even the Cheng family has never heard of it. Today I will give you a lesson. Boy, I am the eldest son of the Cheng family among the ten beauties in Mingcheng, Cheng Shaojing. I know you are from outside, I'm afraid even Ming
It doesn’t matter if even the ten most talented people in the city don’t know about it, I have a lot of them, so I don’t blame you for that…”
Cheng Shaojing said with great pride, as if he was a member of the Cheng family, or a descendant of one of the top ten talents in Mingcheng. It was such a glorious thing. But he didn't know at all, and the person in front of him had no interest in knowing this at all.
"If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." What bothers Feng Jueyu the most is when someone mentions his background to him. Is it useful? If you are awesome, then use your skills and beat me up.
I'm so obedient. I'll listen to you again.
It has to be said that Feng Jueyu is definitely an admirer of strength. In his eyes, no matter how awesome his identity and status are, he cannot use a pair of fists. What is truly awesome is not his background, but his ability and strength.
Yes, even if you don't have luxury, nobility, or a powerful background, as long as you have strength, you can still create your own world.
"Oops? You idiot, do you even know who you are talking to?"
Feng Jueyu's tough words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the two servants. Who is this in front of him? The only son of the old man of the Cheng family. He will be the future head of the Cheng family. Although the Cheng family is not at the forefront among the ten beauties of Ming City,
It's not something that just anyone dares to ignore. This guy dares to ignore Mr. Cheng. He's not looking for death.
The two servants said they were about to teach Feng Jueyu a lesson, but Cheng Shaojing was able to tolerate it for the time being because of his mother's teachings. However, he did not know that Feng Jueyu's neglect of him was entirely due to his fearlessness of power.
His nature is not like the mother and son imagined, with a huge backer behind him.
"Hey~, what are you doing? I haven't finished my words yet." After stopping the two really reckless guys, Cheng Shaojing said to himself: "Boy, I know who you are and what you are doing now.
?It doesn't matter, I can still forget your words. But the premise is that you have to say a few nice words for me in front of Mr. Wang Jiutong. It is best to make him accept me as his disciple. Of course, after the matter is completed, I will definitely not
I will treat you badly. But if you still fight me life and death, even if Mingdong City protects you, I will still let you disappear in Zhongtian City."
At this point, Cheng Shaojing came over and said in a threatening tone: "Don't think that I won't dare to touch you with Mingdong City as my backer. You must know that you are just a servant, and your mission is only to obey Mingdong City's orders, but you
If you die, even if I am responsible for Ming Dongcheng, you don’t dare to do anything to me, and you will have someone to take over your job, so do you understand?"
Threat, naked threat.
Feng Jueyu finally understood. This kid was clearly here to threaten him. Moreover, the sober-minded Feng Da Killer was not stupid. In an instant, he understood Cheng Shaojing’s purpose in finding him, and even drew inferences from one instance to discover more hidden secrets.
.
It turns out that this kid thought that he was the person sent by Ming Dongcheng to ruin his apprenticeship. It makes sense to say so. The reason why Feng Jueyu understood it was not just because Cheng Shaojing was a person, but more because these days, there are always people mentioning it.
Hou Li came to ask for Wang Jiutong to be his teacher, and then they were all kicked out. When everyone left, everyone looked at him with strange eyes, as if he had robbed them of their life-saving rations.
Now Feng Jueyu finally understood why Cheng Shaojing found her and why those people looked at her that way. It turned out that they thought she was here to disrupt the situation.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt that the head of the No. 1 family in Mingdong City was not as arrogant as the rumors outside. Zhongtian City seemed to be brewing a huge storm, as if on the eve of the storm, it was unusually calm.
It was so quiet that it was a little depressing. Thinking about Ming Dongcheng's worried look and his request to him after being punched by Xing Kun, Feng Jueyu almost didn't understand that this old boy seemed to be having a hard time.
If people knew that he did not have a strong cultivation base to guard Zhongtian City, but was beaten to submission by an outsider with just one punch, his majesty as the city lord would also be affected to a certain extent. This should be Mingdong City's obvious defeat.
Is it the reason why I dare not publicize it? Feng Jueyu thought.