Just when the palm of the scarred man was about to fall on Yi Feng's shoulder, a ray of light flashed, and the scarred man stood directly on the spot, his originally ferocious eyes filled with endless fear.
"Zhou Qiang, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Lang on the side was a little surprised when he saw the scarred man suddenly stop. He knew Zhou Qiang's temper. When encountering such a blind boy, Zhou Qiang was most keen to ravage him. Now it was no different from usual. Why did Zhou Qiang stop suddenly?
, until Zhao Lang saw the blood oozing from Zhou Qiang's forehead, Zhao Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around and ran away.
A palm was placed on Zhao Lang's shoulder. Zhao Lang seemed to be immobilized and could no longer move, but his body was shaking like chaff.
"Don't you want to take me to meet that Seinfeld?"
Faint words sounded from behind, and the flesh on Zhao Lang's face twitched, and he turned his head with difficulty. Just as he was about to squeeze out a smile, Zhou Qiang in front of him finally fell down, and his body was split into two.
The smile on Zhao Lang's face could no longer be squeezed out, his face was extremely pale, and layers of cold sweat broke out on his back.
"Senior...Senior, spare...spare your life, I will take you to see Mr. Song...Song Fei right now."
Zhao Lang stammered and finally finished speaking. He tried hard to control the trembling of his body, but he couldn't control it. Zhou Qiang was stronger than him, so he was killed instantly by the other party. If the other party wanted to kill him,
I'm afraid it happened in an instant. At this moment, Zhao Lang felt that his life was no longer in his hands.
"Walk!"
Zhao Lang took Yi Feng to the next room.
At this time, there were two people in the next room, a man and a woman. The woman had delicate features and was extremely young and beautiful. She was holding a pipa in her arms, but her face was filled with pear blossoms and rain, and her face looked sad.
The man was thin and groping the woman with a lewd expression. The woman wanted to avoid him but had many scruples, and the tears in her eyes had fallen like beads.
"Sir, I've brought my people here. I don't have anything to do here anymore. I still have things to do at home, so I want to leave first."
After Zhao Lang entered the door, he said that now he just wants to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
Hearing Zhao Lang's words, Song Fei jumped up and said, "Damn it! Zhao Lang, are your family matters as important as mine?"
Where is Zhou Qiang?
Where did he die?"
"Zhou Qiang also has something to do at home. He has left. Mr. Song, I do have something to do..." Zhao Lang glanced at Yi Feng behind him, feeling as uncomfortable as a thorn in his back. This feeling of being hung by someone, almost
Let him collapse.
"If you have anything to do, please leave first."
At this time, Yi Feng opened his mouth and said.
Zhao Lang was granted amnesty. Although he asked for leave from Sein Fei, the decision-making power was left to the person behind him. Now Zhao Lang could not care about Sein Fei and left the room in a hurry.
"Zhao Lang, if you dare not listen to me and listen to an outsider, I will kill your whole family!"
Song Fei was completely furious, and shouted with a ferocious face. His bodyguard had abandoned him. Song Fei's heart was already full of anger.
bass!
There was a soft sound, and the tip of a sword was already pressed against Sein Fei's throat.
Sein Fei's face was startled, but there was no fear. Instead, he showed a hint of sarcasm, "Boy, who are you trying to scare with a broken sword?
You don’t want to ask who is the boss in the Tianyue Empire. Our Song family is in the divine realm. If you kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake at this moment, I may spare your life. If you touch a hair on my face..." Song
Fei's words stopped at this point, because at this moment his head had separated from his body and rolled to the ground.
"ah!"
The woman on the side screamed in fright, and her delicate body collapsed on the ground. Her eyes looking at Yi Feng were full of fear.
"Don't be afraid, Miss Liu, I want to hear you play a song."
Yi Feng looked at the woman, spoke slowly, and took off the hat, revealing his original appearance.
Yi Feng's appearance is extremely delicate. Although he is over a hundred years old, there is no trace of age at all, as if he is just a young man in his twenties.
Seeing Yi Feng's handsome appearance, the originally scared woman felt inexplicably relieved. She stood up, straightened her clothes, and bowed to Yi Feng, "Sir, the person you just killed was Song Fei from the Song family.
, he has some status in the Song family, you'd better leave here as soon as possible, if the Song family sends strong men, I'm afraid they won't be able to leave even if they want to."
The fear disappeared, and the woman was a little grateful to Yi Feng. If Yi Feng hadn't appeared before, she might not have been able to escape Song Fei's ravages. Before, she was just afraid because she had never seen such a bloody scene, but now she is because of Yi Feng.
Get worried.
"I have my own plan. The girl didn't finish singing the song before. I want to listen to the complete song. After the girl finishes singing, I will leave."
Yi Feng said and sat directly on the chair.
"Oh well."
Seeing that Yi Feng insisted on doing this, the woman could only nod in agreement, sit down again, adjust the strings, and start singing.
"Facing your direction, I hum softly, singing makes the creek gurgling and clear springs flowing, singing makes the moon crescent and hook on my heart..."
"Although we are far apart, I will treasure you and hum softly in your direction..."
…
Clear and sweet sounds echoed in the box. Yi Feng's eyes focused on the void, and his thoughts seemed to have returned to the past. In his first life, he had been possessed by a demon for hundreds of years and reached the peak level of the True God Realm, but he disappeared under the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.
, In his second life, he only lasted a few years, and his cultivation level only reached the level of Dan Yuan realm. In this third life, it took another hundred years, and his cultivation level reached the level of God realm again.
Among the three life experiences, the second life was extremely short, but it was unforgettable and haunting for Yi Feng.
"I am no longer confused, I write all my thoughts into the lines of love for you..."
"The crescent moon on the mountain, quickly take my heart to that distant place..."
…
Until the singing stopped, Yi Feng still didn't come back to his senses.
"Young Master, Young Master..." A gentle voice called out, and Yi Feng subconsciously turned his head. The beautiful woman had already come closer and was looking at him with a worried look on her face.
"Sir, I have finished singing, should we leave here?"
the woman asked.
"Well, you can go, I have other things to do here."
Yi Feng calmed down, nodded, and took out a storage bag with his backhand, "Here are 10,000 gold coins, enough for you to spend a while."
"Thank you, sir!"
The woman did not show any pretense. She took the storage bag and bowed to Yi Feng again to thank her, "By the way, the young master knows my last name. Could it be that he recognizes me?"
The woman thought of something and asked with some confusion. She was confident that she had never met Yi Feng, but the other party knew that her surname was Liu.