Chapter seven hundred and eighty fourth enemy meet
Ye Bufan asked: "Is your master sick?"
Leng Qingqiu nodded, but did not continue.
"My medical skills are pretty good. I can help your master take a look when I get back."
Leng Qingqiu remained silent, obviously not taking Ye Bufan's words to heart.
"Isn't it good for girls to talk more and smile more? Why do you always make yourself so cold?"
"I want you to take care of it."
Ye Bufan said: "Isn't this all for your own good? After all, we are also now..."
Just when he was halfway through speaking, Leng Qingqiu said in a cold voice, "Those are all misunderstandings. There is no relationship between us."
Ye Bufan shook his head slightly and said nothing more.
In the hazy night sky, another figure came through the sky and soon came to the vicinity of the three people.
"It's you."
The man was wearing a kimono and carrying a Japanese sword on his back. As soon as he came over, he saw Ye Bufan, and his eyes instantly shot out with hatred.
"Yamamoto Caozhi, I really didn't expect that we are really destined."
The person in front of him was the old devil Yamamoto Caozhi. When Ye Bufan saw him, he did not turn around and run away, but waved to him with a smile.
Although less than a month has passed, things are different now. If you want to kill the opponent, just one punch from Ye Tian is enough.
Shan Bencao pulled out the Japanese sword from behind in a childish move, and pointed the blade directly at the tip of Ye Bufan's nose.
"Despicable, shameless, nasty and cunning Chinese people, let me see where you are going to escape this time."
Last time on the African continent, this guy was trapped in the Dragon Formation by Ye Bufan. He was starved for three days and had 8 energy stones taken away. He was always regarded as a great shame and humiliation.
Originally, he was planning to get those energy stones to attack the heavenly level, but they were all taken away by Ye Bufan, so now he has to go to the far north to find the holy spring.
Ye Bufan smiled and said: "Don't talk nonsense. I promised to let you go. Doesn't that mean I'm letting you out? Otherwise, you will die in there."
Yamamoto Caozhi said angrily: "You promised to let me go when you got the energy stone, but you, a despicable guy, ran away on your own later."
Ye Bufan said: "I only promised to let you out at that time, but I didn't say how long it would take to let you out. Three days is not bad."
"Despicable, I have to kill you today."
Yamamoto Caozhi's eyes were full of killing intent. He was now confident. Ye Bufan was sitting right in front of him, and he had no chance to set up a formation.
"You can't kill me because my girlfriend is right here."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he moved towards the woman.
Leng Qingqiu frowned, "Don't talk nonsense. I have nothing to do with you. Even if he kills you, I won't care."
Ye Bufan smiled and said: "You can't be so ruthless, after all, I just saved you yesterday."
"Go to hell, kill you, I'm stealing your woman."
Yamamoto Caozhi knew the meaning of long nights and many dreams, and did not want to delay the time for too long. He flipped his wrist and stabbed Ye Bufan's chest with the Japanese sword in his hand.
In the night sky, the Japanese sword flashed with fierce murderous intent, like a bolt of lightning that chooses and devours people.
Seeing that the sharp tip of the knife had reached his chest, Ye Bufan still had no intention of dodging.
Leng Qingqiu frowned, and there was a slight emotional change on his cold face.
The Japanese knife continued to move forward, and in the next moment it was pressed against Ye Bufan's clothes. If he moved forward one more minute, his intestines would be ripped open.
But he still smiled and sat there motionless, neither fighting back nor evading.
Although Yamamoto Soji was a little surprised, he had no intention of stopping. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the Japanese sword stabbed forward fiercely.
And at this moment, another dazzling bolt of lightning lit up from the night sky, more dazzling and faster, and in the blink of an eye it collided with the Japanese sword.
With a crisp clang sound, a sword knocked out Yamamoto's Japanese sword.
It was Leng Qingqiu who took action.
"Get out now, or I will kill you."
She said coldly to Yamamoto Caozhi.
"Heavenly master?"
Yamamoto Caozhi looked horrified. Although Leng Qingqiu took action only for a moment, he also felt the opponent's power and murderous intention.
I originally thought I had a chance to win, but I didn't expect that the other party had such a powerful girlfriend.
Ye Bufan looked at him with a joking look on his face and said, "What do you think? I'll just say you can't kill me."
Yamamoto Caozhi glared at him fiercely. Although his eyes were full of hatred, he did not have the courage to take action again.
This is a heaven-level master in front of me. Killing him is as easy as killing a chicken.
He turned around and quickly disappeared into the night.
The scene fell into silence again, the strong wind that had been howling all day stopped, everything around became quiet, and everyone could clearly hear their own breathing.
After a while, Leng Qingqiu said: "Don't talk nonsense in the future. I have nothing to do with you, let alone your girlfriend." Ye Bufan said: "But I think you are."
In his heart, not only did the two of them roll over each other, but they did so 18 times in a row. In this case, she was his woman.
"Scoundrel, do you believe I will kill you?"
The woman's tone was cold, but Ye Bufan didn't feel any murderous intent from her.
"Of course I don't believe it. If you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't have saved me just now."
"I was returning a favor to you. From now on, we don't owe each other anything."
Leng Qingqiu paused for a moment and asked, "If I hadn't taken action just now, would you have let that Japanese kill you?"
She was a heaven-level expert and could clearly see the situation just now. If she didn't take action, the knife would have stabbed her chest firmly, and it would be too late to hide even if she wanted to.
A smile appeared on Ye Bufan's lips. No matter how cold-hearted a woman is, she is still a woman, and she can't help but be curious.
The reason why he sat there motionless just now was that he was 80% sure that Leng Qingqiu would save him.
Of course, he wouldn't just hand his life over to someone else's hands. The other 20% is the armor on his chest.
The sword Yamamoto Caozhi held in his hand was not a precious sword, and it could not penetrate the armor refined by the three-eyed thunder snake.
It's just that he knows this in his heart, but he can't say it out loud.
"Because I know you will definitely save me."
Leng Qingqiu bit her lip bitterly: "Why are you so sure?"
Because you have always behaved coldly, but you are essentially a kind woman who would not kill innocent people indiscriminately, otherwise you would have attacked me this morning.
Leng Qingqiu snorted but said nothing.
Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "Okay, it's already night, let's get some rest, otherwise we won't have the strength to travel tomorrow."
After that, he took out his tent from his backpack, set it up and said, "Come on, it's too cold outside, it's better to be warmer inside the tent."
"I'm not going."
Leng Qingqiu looked cold on the outside, but there was a subtle change in his heart.
She also wanted to warm up, but the tent was too small and she was embarrassed to squeeze in with this man.
Seemingly reading her thoughts, Ye Bufan said: "We are all martial arts practitioners. Even when we enter the tent, we sit cross-legged and meditate. You don't have any thoughts about me that are inappropriate for young children, do you?"
After hearing his words, Leng Qingqiu's expression changed, and finally he snorted and entered the tent.
A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Bufan's mouth, and he got in immediately.
