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Chapter 268 Primordial impulse

Chapter 2: Bloodshed on the battlefield and escape from the Immortal Gate

Chapter 54 Primitive Impulse

"call!"

Ye Feng took a long breath, stood up from the ground, stretched out, and moved his hands and feet.

"It's already dusk. I didn't expect it has been so long."

Ye Feng glanced at the sky and said a little confused.

It seemed to him that only a few minutes had passed. Unexpectedly, the sun had disappeared, and only a trace of afterglow illuminated the sky red.

Boating on Mochou Lake,

The sun sets on the west mountain top,

Singing with piccolo,

Laughter fills the lake,

Since ancient times, life has been full of romance,

Why worry about the white hair...

Just as Ye Feng was in shock and doubt, a melodious singing voice came.

Accompanied by the singing, a flower boat has arrived in front of me at some point. A musician is playing the strings and playing the harp, and a girl in green is standing on the bow of the boat. It is she who is singing softly.

The flower boat was not very fast, but it was extremely stable. Looking at the direction of travel, it was heading towards the small pavilion in the lake.

"Young Master Jiang Feng, our little girl Qing Ping is a guest at Juxian House. We were ordered by Miss Meiliang to come to pick you up for the banquet!"

It was not far away, and the flower boat arrived in an instant. Before it could stop, the woman bowed her head and said softly with her red lips.

The girl's green silk hair is hanging down, tied only with a pink hair tie. The aqua green clothes make the woman's skin even whiter. Her willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes are enchanting, and her lips are like cherry blossoms, which attracts endless reverie.

Coupled with her oriole-like voice, which was numb to the bones, and her dignified appearance that revealed an indescribable sense of seduction, this girl was truly stunningly beautiful.

However, Ye Feng is not a frivolous person, and he has seen the beauty of Jiang Meiliang. Although this girl is also extremely beautiful, she can only feel inferior compared to Jiang Meiliang.

It's not that there's much difference in appearance, the key lies in temperament. Jiang Meiliang is the kind of person who is dignified, virtuous, gentle and pleasant, and heroic in appearance. She is harmonious in contradictions. No one can do it except her.

Of course, the most important thing is that this girl is more charming, less pure, and has a secular aura, which naturally makes her less attractive to young men like Ye Feng.

Of course, he had nothing to do with Ye Feng. He just took him to the banquet, so it was not his turn to comment.

For some reason, when he saw a beautiful woman, he compared her with Jiang Meiliang. I wonder if this was considered as blasphemy against Sister Liang. Ye Feng blushed unconsciously and smiled awkwardly.

"Why is the young master looking at me like this? The little girl is just following the order of Sister Liang to contact the young master. She also asks the young master to get on the boat so that the young lady can recover as soon as possible."

The girl obviously misunderstood and seemed to be blaming Ye Feng for being frivolous, but her voice was more charming, and her shy expression was not at all offensive, but more of a kind of pride.

"Oh! Miss Qing Ping misunderstood. I just thought of other things and was in a daze for a moment. I had no intention of offending Miss Qing Ping."

Ye Feng felt he had lost his composure and clasped his fists to explain.

"I know! Sister Liang said that Mr. Jiang Feng is an absolutely honorable gentleman. Otherwise, how could we let Qing Ping come to greet him! It's getting late, young master, hurry up and get on the boat."

Qing Ping's eyes are moving, which is almost soul-stirring and shocking, and her voice is so loud that it makes people feel numb all over.

It's just that Ye Feng has lost his memory and can't remember the past at all. When he woke up this time, all he saw were bold women like Hong Ling and Luluo. Even Jiang Meiliang had always been heroic and heroic. Qing Ping was so charming. Unfortunately, Ye Feng was not happy.

But he ignored it, after all, it had nothing to do with him.

Ye Feng just frowned and jumped onto the bow of the boat.

"Master!"

Ye Feng's jump was so steady and light that even the hull of the ship didn't shake at all. However, Qing Ping exclaimed, as if worried that Ye Feng was unstable, and grabbed Ye Feng's arm with her bare hands.

Ye Feng naturally saw that Qing Ping was obviously putting on airs, and became even more unhappy. He raised his arms and wanted to push her away.

"ah!"

As soon as Ye Feng raised his arm, Qing Ping let out a startled sound and fell backwards, as if she had been pushed down by Ye Feng.

"Green Apple Girl!"

Ye Feng did not expect such a situation to occur. In desperation, he quickly leaned forward and hugged Qing Pingliu's waist to prevent her from falling.

And just as Ye Feng hugged Qing Ping, Qing Ping panicked and suddenly hugged Ye Feng's neck with a pair of pink arms.

What's even more terrible is that just as Ye Feng straightened up as a reflex, Qing Ping's pink face actually pressed against Ye Feng's cheek, and his red lips kissed Ye Feng's lips inadvertently.

This scene seems a bit ambiguous, it looks like a couple kissing.

Some things are unknown to outsiders and can easily be misunderstood, but the parties involved know best what happened.

Ye Feng was like this. Although he didn't know why, he knew that this scene was designed by Qing Ping, and the displeasure in his heart suddenly turned into disgust.

But before he could push the green apple out, a scent like orchid and musk suddenly entered his nose, and Ye Feng's heart suddenly jumped for no reason.

"Miss Qing Ping, please respect yourself!"

Ye Feng thought that it must be the smell of rouge and gouache on Qing Ping, so he didn't pay much attention to it. After pushing Qing Ping away, he said coldly.

"You..., who cares?"

Qing Ping was obviously a little angry. She had always been confident in her appearance and charm, but she didn't expect that when she took the initiative to embrace this boy, she was actually disliked and her words became cold.

"Let's go!"

Qing Ping was courteous and arrogant, which made Ye Feng extremely disgusted. His voice was so cold that the air froze.

"Huh! Why are you pretending to be noble? You won't be my cup of tea for a while. Aren't all men the same?"

Qing Ping snorted coldly, dropped an inexplicable sentence, clapped her hands, and the flower boat immediately started moving.

Qing Ping didn't move away, she just stood on the bow of the boat and squinted at Ye Feng, her eyes filled with disdain. The glamorous image she had before was long gone.

Ye Feng didn't bother to pay attention to her. There wouldn't be any intersection anyway, they were just on the same boat for a while.

To be honest, if Qing Ping could not accurately tell Jiang Meiliang and Juxian Tower, he would not have boarded the ship at all.

It was just that Sister Liang actually asked such a woman to pick him up, which surprised him.

"Well! No!"

Night had fallen quietly, and when the boat reached the middle of the lake, Ye Feng was suddenly startled and felt something was wrong.

I was fine at first, but suddenly I felt restless, my whole body felt hot, and my mouth became dry.

"snort!"

As if Qing Ping knew something was wrong with Ye Feng, she actually let out a cold snort.

"No, I've been hit!"

Ye Feng instantly understood that he had been tricked by this woman and that there was something wrong with the fragrance he smelled before.

This woman is really cruel. Instead of trying to seduce him, she is clearly taking the opportunity to poison him.

But what Ye Feng didn't understand was, wasn't he immune to all poisons? Why was he poisoned this time?

What made him even more confused was that there didn't seem to be any big problem with the poison. The body couldn't feel any harm, it was just an impulse, a man's primitive impulse.


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