Following the servant to the front yard, the noise gradually came over. Just now, he was too far away to hear what the person was shouting, but now when he listened carefully, Feng Jueyu frowned again.
"Let me tell you, my master is a master of the Divine Martial Realm. Do you know what the Divine Martial Realm represents? Damn it, call Wang Jiutong out quickly. If the treatment is delayed, the Blood Sea Sect will raze the Dingxin Pavilion to the ground."
The one who was shouting domineeringly was a young man in his twenties, who looked older than Feng Jueyu. His green hair was neatly tied up in a bun, and his eyes were as bright as lights. He was probably in the Lingwu realm.
Up and down strength.
Following the young man is a young woman, who is also not very old, only in her twenties, but is extremely mature. She is wearing a tight-fitting short dress that fully shows off her plump figure, which is protruding forward and backward.
He said that the plump breasts were surging up and down due to the unfavorable search. Just breathing could bring about an eye-catching wave, which made Killer Feng wonder whether this girl had grown so big after drinking dragon milk.
It's simply shocking.
After seeing the faces of a young man and a woman, Feng Jueyu knew that these two people had little experience in the world. They were country bumpkins who ran away from nowhere. They were pretending to be arrogant and did not even look at where they were. Even Taixuan Continent
The Dingxin Pavilion, where everyone in the Ming Dynasty was expected to treat each other with courtesy, actually seemed to have been kicked out of the restaurant today, especially the young man’s scoldings, which simply shouldn’t have appeared in the Dingxin Pavilion. What was it that was razed to the ground? Do you think this is you?
Is the vegetable garden at home considered average?
It is understandable that the few servants who blocked him did not take the young man's threat to heart at all. They just watched the young man shouting and showing off his power indifferently, as if watching a monkey show, with most of their faces showing disdain.
With their expressions, they understand better than Feng Jueyu that there are many people who want to raze Dingxin Pavilion to the ground. Who has succeeded in decades?
Not to mention successful? Who dares to pass?
With Mr. Wang's reputation, I'm afraid that as soon as you pull out the sword here, countless family heads will come with their people and cut your body into pieces, and in the end, Ya's body will have to be buried in a mass grave outside the city.
Wait until he becomes a white skeleton that no one cares about.
Feng Jueyu stood behind the servant and looked at it for a while. He also felt it was ridiculous, and he paid special attention to it. There was a wooden board on the ground, and an unconscious old man was lying on it. His whole body was red, as if he had been burned by fire, but there was no
The skin was scorched black, and there was a strong smell of fire coming out of the skin.
From a medical perspective, this is a disorder of body function caused by internal imbalance of breath; from a martial arts perspective, this is called obsession.
Since Mr. Wang is not here, Feng Jueyu can only act as the manager. His attire is so slovenly, but today he has changed into a green shirt.
After breaking away from the crowd and walking out, the servants on both sides bowed their heads. In fact, everyone can see these days that the old man, who is both a teacher and a friend, has a high status in Dingxin Pavilion.
"What happened?" Feng Jueyu asked.
"Mr. Feng." A servant stepped forward.
Before he could speak, the young man said first, "Are you the housekeeper here? Come here, we want to see your master Wang Jiutong."
The servants present were stunned at these words, and after sizing up the young man, they all couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh out loud. Now they have finally seen what it means to take care of the house when a calf is not afraid of tigers when it's born? How can you really do that?
Guess?
Feng Jueyu paused, but did not defend himself. Instead, he asked in a slightly kind tone: "What do you do for me?"
Originally, this was just a social etiquette. No matter where you were, as long as you raised your fists and asked questions, the other party couldn't do anything in a reckless manner without giving you face. Unfortunately, the young man in front of you looked like an adult, but he didn't have the experience that an adult should have. It's not nice to say.
Not even basic manners.
The young man waved his hand and said in an extremely domineering manner: "Get out of the way. I can't talk to you. Please call your master out."
Feng Jueyu didn't make it clear, and said with a smile: "This young master, the master is retreating in the house, and it is not convenient to meet. If you have anything to do, just tell me."
"You?" The young man looked at Feng Jueyu with his nose turned upward, and his spiritual consciousness immediately realized that the butler in front of him probably only had a cultivation level around the Zhenwu realm, and with his foundation in the Lingwu realm, he naturally did not take Feng Jueyu seriously:
"You are a bad butler, what can I tell you to decide? Go back to me quickly, call Wang Jiutong, and tell you, if it delays my master's condition, I will make you unable to eat and walk around. The Blood Sea Sect is not
Vegetarian.”
"Blood Sea Gate?"
Feng Jueyu didn't mind the young man's rudeness. He just heard the words Blood Sea Gate and felt vaguely familiar: "Blood Sea Gate? I seem to have heard of it somewhere..."
He muttered, and the plump girl next to the young man was even more dissatisfied. She spoke with a harsh accent outside the Great Wall: "You don't even know about the Blood Sea Sect? You are so ignorant, boy, have you heard of the first family outside the Great Wall?" The girl said very
Her plump breasts were as straight as surging waves, and all the servants were drooling when they looked at her.
Feng Jueyu didn't pay attention, but was a little stunned after hearing this: "Blood Sea Gate? Outside the Great Wall? Are you talking about the Blood Fist King Hai Batian?"
The young man and the girl looked at each other and raised their heads proudly. The girl said: "At last you still have some knowledge and are not afraid to tell you. The person lying in front of you is the blood sea boxing champion Hai Batian, who is also our master. Okay.
Yes, you also know our identities, hurry up and call Wang Jiutong out."
This is not over yet.
Feng Jueyu endured it because he didn't want to cause trouble. He never expected that there would be such a domineering person in Zhongtian City. Of course, Feng Jueyu could see it. This young man and woman should not know much about Zhongtian City, otherwise
How dare you risk your life to come to Dingxin Pavilion and scream? You must know that this is a matter of losing your head. If Zhu Yeqing and others find out that Wang Jiutong is inconvenient to come forward, I am afraid these guys will lead others to kill him immediately.
Come here, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to please Dingxin Pavilion, if you don't let it go.
Generally understanding the origin of these two people, Feng Jueyu still endured it. This time it was not that he did not want to cause trouble, but Gongyang Yu had said that he had a relationship with the blood sea boxing champion Hai Batian back then. Although
It can't be called a friendship, but from Gongyang Yu's point of view, Hai Batian is quite a good person. The two of them once discussed blood martial arts together, so they have a little friendship. And the old man lying on the ground is Hai Ba Tian.
God, even if it means giving Gongyang some face, Feng Jueyu didn't intend to embarrass these two ungrateful young men and women too much.
Ignoring the shouts of the young men and women, Feng Jueyu touched his chin and slowly walked towards Hai Batian. After looking around the red-faced Hai Batian for a while, Feng Jueyu said: "My master is indeed inconvenient.
If you two friends are in a hurry, why not let me give it a try, maybe it can help?"
"You?" The young man and woman were slightly startled, and then they looked at Feng Jueyu carefully. Although the two of them were careless, they could still tell that the bearded face should be about the same age as them. Originally, a man in his twenties
The butlers above and below were strange enough. Of course, the two of them would not believe what Feng Jueyu said.
The big-breasted girl seemed to have no brains. People have said so. Everyone should feel that they are at least somewhat capable. But he didn’t think so at all. Instead, he sarcastically said: “This is not an ordinary disease. Several famous doctors in the city have it.”
There is nothing you can do, boy, can you do it?"
"Can you give it a try and you'll know?" Feng Jueyu smiled and spread his hands, about to step forward to take a pulse.
The girl didn't stop him, but the young man stopped and said, "Stop? Who asked you to heal me? If Master does something bad, can you afford the punishment?"
Feng Jueyu's face turned cold, thinking that I wanted to help out for Gong Yang Yu's sake, but I didn't expect this guy to be so shameless. It's so good, I don't care anymore.
"In this case, there is nothing I can do. Come and see the guests off." Feng Jueyu, who was feeling unhappy, issued the eviction order.
When the young men and women heard this, they immediately became furious. The busty girl opened her mouth and cursed: "Asshole, who do you think you are? You dare to drive us away? You are looking for death."
While he was talking, the big-breasted girl rushed forward with her towering breasts dangling.
Where is Dingxin Pavilion? Although it is not a super aristocratic family, there are many good things to say among the servants. Not to mention Tianwu, Lingwu, and Xuanwu's nursing home is not a vegetarian. This young man and woman showed off their power when they came.
, everyone has long been unable to stand it. If Mr. Wang hadn’t always disliked people using force in Dingxin Pavilion, I’m afraid that before Feng Jueyu came out, they would have swarmed up and broke the legs of the two impolite young men and thrown them out. Who cares?
Beautiful or not, she is still flat.
At this moment, when he saw the girl acting wildly, he didn't need Feng Jueyu's order at all. A senior servant with Xuanwu realm training jumped out and thrust out his palms like dragons exploring the sea. The palms moved quickly like the roar of wild beasts.
Appeared in front of the girl, everyone just heard a bang. Before the girl's slender jade palm could exert its full force, it received the opponent's majestic palm, and the whole person flew out, spraying a mouthful of delicate blood in the air.
…
"boom!"
The girl landed on the ground, took a few steps back and hit the wall before stopping. The unwillingness in her teeth surged into her heart, and the dissatisfaction on her face was clearly revealed. This slap seemed to have caused her great humiliation.
...actually cried...
"You dare to hit me?"
In fact, with the servant's cultivation level, the girl would not be able to get up even if she was hit with a palm. However, in order not to cause any harm to anyone, the servant was very measured and withdrew his palm power at the critical moment, intending to teach her a lesson, so
The girl didn't die here.
The young man was shocked after reading it. He was not stupid. A servant had such ability. It seemed that Dingxin Pavilion was different from ordinary medical cottages, but no matter how different it was, he did not realize the horror of Zhongtian City and still thought that it was
The Blood Sea Sect was so overbearing, and I was very angry.
"You bastards, just wait, I'll call for people to come and destroy the Dingxin Pavilion."