Three hundred and twenty seventh chapters ambushes
Under Huang Tianjiao's guidance, Ye Fei passed through the fifth yard and arrived at the Fengbo Pavilion in the back mountain.
The pavilion is built near the cliff, almost half hanging in the air, with surging rivers under your feet, with strong winds and rapid water, giving people a sense of high sky and wide clouds.
At this moment, in the pavilion of more than ten square meters, there was a white middle-aged man sitting, as always, wearing white clothes and black hats, giving people a feminine feeling.
He sat on a stone bench with a guzheng in front of him.
On both sides of the pavilion, there were also a few men and women in gorgeous clothes standing, one by one, respectful, either guards or confidants.
At the same time, Ye Fei discovered that there were many strong auras in the darkness of the back garden, and obviously many dark guards.
Seeing the fair man, Huang Tianjiao stepped forward: "Huang Tianjiao has met the president."
She tried her best to calm her tone, but her voice still trembled uncontrollably. In addition to holding a head in her hand, there was also the Nine Thousand Years of Pressure.
Jiu Qiansui didn't make any sound, but just stretched out his white fingers and gently stroked the guzheng in front of him.
"Zheng" a sharp string sound hit Ye Fei's ears, and Jiu Qiansui's whole person instantly became sharp.
The entire Fengboting seemed to be filled with cold murderous intent because of his zither sound, which made Huang Tianjiao and some of his close confidants tremble violently.
"When you live, the earth burns, and the sky and the earth are dizzy."
Broken firewood bridge, burn fire, sighing the remnants."
"There is no end to the yellow sand and no end to the remaining soldiers and defeated generals."
As the ambush tones continued to sound, the air flow continued to flow into Fengbo Pavilion, making the air in the pavilion two-point cold.
Nine thousand years old, white clothes fluttering, long hair scattered in the wind without binding, and a pale face appeared and appeared as the hair floated.
But his eyes were like stars in the night sky, with endless killing and indifference.
"The shrill frost wind comes into the night, the stars are thousands of points and the moon is flying in the sky, the pipa is sharp and the golden song is singing, and the sound of nature is full of drums."
"The ambushing Xiang Yu from all sides, and the overlord soldiers who fought for hundreds of battles were defeated. The fisherman sighed that he would be a hero who died.
Jiu Qiansui's movements are getting faster and faster, and they are getting more and more stimulating.
Every finger seemed to be playing the drums of the breathing of heaven and earth.
Huang Tianjiao and his men's faces became paler and sweaty on their foreheads. In the end, they couldn't stop closing their eyes and looked indescribable.
Ye Fei also seemed to be in a bloody battlefield, with all his comrades, lovers and war horses dying, and he was at the end of his journey.
It is better to live a life of vain than to lead a knife and kill Ye Fei and keep rising in his mind, his emotions are constantly influenced by the Guzheng, and an indescribable sadness fills the heart.
You must never surrender, you must never kneel down! You should be regarded as a hero in life, and you can also be a hero in your death! Kill yourself and kill yourself, and a voice in your heart is crying.
"Ding" Ye Fei flashed out of the Fish Intestine Sword without control.
That sharpness made his bloodthirsty heart demon even more intense.
But the coldness of the sword body also shocked Ye Fei's mind, and his gradually addicted emotions were suddenly awakened.
He suddenly felt that he had fallen into extreme danger without realizing it.
"Ding" and "Ding Ding" At this moment, Jiu Qiansei's fingers changed, and his fingertips moved faster, and the strings jumped sharply.
The sound of gold, drums, swords and crossbows, shouts, and the sound of people and horses shooting out from their fingertips with a rainbow of momentum.
Arrange the camp! Play and beat! Click the general! Arrange the formation! Battle! The last beat, Nine Thousand Years picked the strings with one finger and stroked the fingers.
A fallen leaf shattered instantly, and then it was wrapped in airflow and shot towards Ye Fei.
It was fast and fierce, like a flying sword shot out.
Huang Tianjiao and the others felt a sense of despair that they could not breathe, and they couldn't help but feel shocked.
Ye Fei had already returned to Qingming Festival. Seeing this, he shouted softly, took a step forward, and slashed the fish intestines forward.
"Bang" Ye Fei slashed directly in the middle of the broken leaves.
With a dull sound, most of the broken leaves drifted away.
However, Ye Fei was also shook a few steps back, his clothes were flying, and his face turned pale.
The remaining broken leaves remained unabated and turned into a thin needle and shot towards Ye Fei.
"Bang" Ye Fei slashed out another sword without hesitation.
Another muffled sound, and the airflow wrapped in broken leaves completely shattered, turning into a pile of powder and falling to the ground.
Ye Fei stopped.
His qi and blood were rolling, and he almost vomited blood, but he still held it back.
"bite!"
At this moment, Jiu Qiansui withdrew his fingers and all the fighting intentions dissipated instantly.
The entire Fengbo Pavilion was calm again.
Huang Tianjiao and the others also woke up from the illusion, opened their eyes and looked at the two of them blankly.
They had no idea what had happened.
"good."
Jiu Qiansui raised his head and looked at Ye Fei with a feminine smile: "Although he received some help, his mind is as firm as strong. No wonder he has reached such a high level at such a young age."
"Ye Fei, I am really looking forward to your future achievements."
He did not hide his love for Ye Fei at all.
Several of his confidants were shocked when they saw this. They never expected that Jiu Qiansui was so proud of Ye Fei and so doting.
You should know that after 300,000 children of the Martial Arts League, there are all kinds of young talents, and there is no shortage of both civil and military affairs, but no one has ever been admired by Nine Thousand Years.
The top ten talented children like Xue Ruyi are only worth nine thousand years old.
They couldn't help but reexamine Ye Fei.
Huang Tianjiao was even more confused. She thought that when she met, Jiu Qiansui would punish Ye Fei, and at least scolded him, but she looked full of appreciation.
Ye Fei calmed down and said, "Thank you, President, for your approval."
Jiu Qiansui picked up a cup of tea: "How are you preparing for Nanling?"
Ye Fei looked at Jiu Qiansui: "Half solved, you can quickly clean up all the mess."
Jiu Qiansui smiled femininely and said, "You haven't even left Zhonghai, how can you solve it halfway?"
He got up and put the teacup into Ye Fei's hand, and reached out to flick off the blood in his collar.
"I killed Nangong Xiong's family."
Ye Fei's tone was calm: "Without this person stabbing the knife in the back, the Nanling endgame is not worth mentioning at all."
As soon as he said that, the faces of several confidants changed drastically. They looked at Ye Fei and the head he threw next to him in disbelief.
It is Nangong Xiong.
They never expected that Nangong Xiong, who was chatting and laughing with them half an hour ago, was now in a different place.
No wonder Ye Fei was favored by nine thousand years old, and that viciousness was absolutely similar.
"very good."
Jiu Qiansui stared at Ye Fei and smiled: "I'm waiting for news of your rise in Longdu."
He didn't even look at Nangong Xiong, nor did he care about his death. It seemed that the one who died was just a dog.
Ye Fei looked firm: "I will not let the president down."
However, before he finished speaking, he stopped subconsciously.
Ye Fei looked at the way he came.
Jiu Qiansui also smiled faintly: "I didn't expect that it would be so late, and there would be distinguished guests to visit."
As the words fell, the figure flashed and countless children from the Martial Arts League appeared in secret.
At the same time, a powerful aura came from a distance, covering the people in the pavilion.
An old man in gray was carrying a red sword and reflected into Ye Fei's vision.