Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng's eyes were brighter than an owl's eyes in the dark night.

Just know the method.

Thinking that I have been single for thirty years, I finally see the dawn of happiness.

He was just about to reach out and take down the painting of the girl.

Suddenly, a white figure appeared in front of him.

It’s Yun Shuang’er!

Yun Shuang'er just waved her hand gently, and the portrait of the girl on the bamboo wall fell down.

Ye Feng was just about to reach out to take it, but it ended up falling into Yun Shuang'er's hands.

Yun Shuang'er said, "I like this painting."

Ye Feng had a very bad premonition in his heart.

He said cautiously, "Shuang'er, this is mine."

"It's mine now."

Yun Shuang'er rolled up the portrait of the girl and stuffed it into the storage bag around her waist.

"and many more……"

Ye Feng quickly reached out and grabbed the scroll, saying, "Shuang'er, didn't you hear what I said just now? This spiritual painting is mine!"

Yun Shuang'er said calmly, "I also said that I like this painting, and now it belongs to me."

"But I didn't say I was giving it to you."

"so what?"

"Forehead……"

Ye Feng didn't react for a moment.

If his understanding was not too wrong, this woman wanted to steal his things in front of so many people...

This is not okay.

He had already begun to fantasize about the shameless, wonderful and decadent life he would lead with the girl in the painting in the future.

How could Yun Shuang'er be able to snatch the spiritual painting away?

"Sister Yun, this is so unreasonable! Our Yunhai Sect is the leader of the righteous path. How can you forcibly take someone else's things? Quick, return the spiritual painting to me, and I will pretend that this never happened!"

"Sister Yun?" Yun Shuang'er was used to hearing this boy calling her Shuang'er all day long, but suddenly he called her Sister Yun, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

It feels like when I used to accompany someone to watch the moon, I called her Little Sweetie, but now the new person is better than the old one, so I call her Mrs. Niu.

Seeing Ye Feng reaching out to snatch the spiritual painting, Yun Shuang'er raised her long legs and kicked him.

Today's Ye Feng is no longer the overlord of the past.

It's not easy to kick him.

Ye Feng had already grabbed the scroll with his left hand. When he saw the long legs kicking towards him, he did not dodge. Of course, he could not dodge, otherwise as soon as he let go, the spiritual painting would definitely be stuffed into Yun Shuang'er's storage bag.

Ye Feng pressed his right hand downwards, trying to grab Yun Shuang'er's calf and ankle. The moment he touched her, he felt a strong force coming from her.

Ye Feng was startled and changed his claws into palms. He did not confront the opponent head-on, but pulled his palms upwards.

Yun Shuang'er frowned, feeling that her kick was not on Ye Feng's palm, but more like kicking on a sponge.

Immediately afterwards, a strange pulling force came, and his legs continued to move upward involuntarily, almost turning into a split.

The white long skirt quickly slid down as the long legs were raised high.

Fortunately, women of this era were more conservative and would wear a layer of underwear underneath their skirts.

Otherwise, Mr. Ye will have a nosebleed again!

Yun Shuang'er was surprised and suspicious, and then she chopped down with her long legs. However, Ye Feng's palm turned quickly, and in an instant he absorbed most of Yun Shuang'er's force.

The strange pulling force appeared again, and forcibly changed the posture of Yun Shuang'er's long legs in mid-air.

Yun Shuang'er's kick directly hit the bamboo chair next to her.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the bamboo chair shattered instantly.

You have to know that everything here is made of hard green pine bamboo. Yun Shuang'er's kick broke the hard bamboo chair into pieces. If it had hit Ye Feng, the boy would definitely have been injured.

When Jin He saw his junior sister and Ye Feng fighting over a spiritual painting, his expression changed slightly. He was about to step forward to stop the fight, but suddenly found that his arms were tightly held by An Nian from behind.

An Nian's big and soft little pig pressed against Jin He's back, and even Jin He, a woman, cried out that she couldn't bear it.

"An Nian, what are you doing?!"

"I was afraid you'd go up and break up the fight! Yunhai Sect's most perverted little brat and Yunhai Sect's most beautiful woman are fighting over a spiritual painting! This only happens once in a century! It's so exciting! So exciting!"

"Okay, okay, I won't stop the fight, just let me go!"

"I won't let go! We've known each other for decades, I know you too well!"

Jin He was helpless.

But An Nian's cultivation is not inferior to hers.

Her arms were locked tightly by An Nian, making it difficult for her to break free.

But she wasn't worried either.

A while ago, I heard from my master privately that my junior sister’s cultivation has reached the Guiyuan realm.

He entered the Guiyuan realm before the age of 24, which was quite impressive considering the thousands of years of history of the Yunhai Sect.

At this moment, Yun Shuang'er's cold voice rang out from within the bamboo house: "Using the opponent's force to counterattack? Tai Chi Xuan Jin?"

Ye Feng grinned and said, "Did you figure it out? So what? Not bad, right?"

"Very good!"

Yun Shuang'er swept her foot across, and a strong wind suddenly exploded in the bamboo house.

Ye Feng rolled over to avoid it.

A strong wind blew past, and the two candles in the bamboo house went out.

The room suddenly became pitch black.

The crackling sounds of fighting, the rustling of fists and feet, the strange cries of "Huhuhahei", and the screams of "Oh my god"...

Lightning kept exploding outside the house. Through the sudden light, An Nian and Jin He saw that Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er were holding one end of the scroll in each hand, and neither of them was willing to let go.

The two men faced each other with palms and fists at such close range.

The tables, chairs and benches in the house flew everywhere.

An Nian had no choice but to let go of Jin He, and the two of them hid aside to avoid being implicated.

An Nian said excitedly, "They fought fiercely, but Senior Sister Jin, the more I think about it, the more I feel something is wrong."

Jin He said, "Something's wrong."

An Nian said: “Ye Feng wants the spiritual painting because he is a little pervert like his Sixth Uncle.

But what does it mean for Junior Sister Yun to snatch this spiritual painting? If she wants to snatch it, she should snatch the strong man's spiritual painting!

Over the years, everyone knows that Junior Sister Yun has a cold personality and never says a word to men... Could this be the reason?"

Jin He was a little confused and asked, "Reason? What reason?"

"Silly, love in this world is very mysterious. In addition to love between men and women, there is also love between men, which is called short sleeves.

I heard that there is a special emotion between women that goes beyond friendship, called polishing the mirror.

Do you think Junior Sister Yun is a mirror polisher? She only likes women and not men?"

An Nian analyzed seriously.

The so-called "grinding mirror" is when women rub against each other. Because both parties have the same body structure, this behavior seems to be rubbing against each other with a mirror placed between them, so it is called "grinding mirror".

Jin He was completely confused after hearing this.

She said, "You...don't talk nonsense! How could Junior Sister be a mirror grinder..."

As he spoke, Jin He seemed to feel a little guilty.

Junior sister’s personality is indeed unique.

She was already in her twenties, but had never had any contact with a man.

Could it be that An Nian guessed right, and the junior sister was really a mirror polisher?

Thinking of this, Jin He stirred, immediately shook his head, and muttered: "Impossible, impossible, Junior Sister just has a cold personality, there is no way she is grinding the mirror!"

In the darkness, the fight between the two gradually became clear.

At first, Ye Feng was still making strange noises, but after a while, he started crying for his parents.

His cultivation level is far inferior to Yun Shuang'er's.

If he could reach the realm of controlling gods, he might be able to exchange a few moves with Yun Shuang'er.

But he is only at the Sky Control Realm.

He had only learned half of the close combat footwork, body movements, leg techniques, and Tai Chi profound power. How could he possibly withstand Yun Shuang'er's powerful attack?

"It hurts... spare my life... I give up..."

"Don't hit my handsome face..."

Hearing Ye Feng's screams for mercy in the darkness, An Nian and Jin He suddenly felt relaxed.

But suddenly, Yun Shuang'er's scream of shame and anger was heard in the darkness.

"Ah! You little bastard! Shameless! Obscene!"

"Little junior sister!"

Jin He was shocked when he heard Yun Shuang'er's scream.

In the darkness, the two of them struggled together. Ye Feng was a guy with no moral principles and no bottom line, so the junior sister would definitely suffer.

Shangguan Lan is a living example.

Jin He immediately stepped forward and grabbed Ye Feng's wrist with the help of the lightning coming from outside.

An Nian also felt that things were getting serious. He stretched out his hand and waved it. Two flames appeared and lit the extinguished candle.

The light came on again, and at this moment the bamboo house had completely turned into a pigsty.

All the tables, chairs and benches have been sacrificed heroically.

Fortunately, the big bed that Ye Feng made with his own hands and that he was proud of was of very good quality and survived the storm.

Ye Feng's left wrist was tightly held by Jin He. He bent over and shouted, "Break it! Break it! My arm is going to break!"

Yun Shuang'er was standing in the northeast corner of the room at this moment.

The newly changed white clothes now had several muddy stains.

Yun Shuang'er's pale cheeks turned a little red, and she still tightly grasped the scroll in her hand, staring at Ye Feng with shame and anger.

The three women changed their clothes and shoes in the bamboo house. Only Ye Feng came in from outside. Although Ye Feng had changed his shoes before, there was still a short distance between the tobacco curing room and the bamboo house.

The muddy stains on Yun Shuang'er's body might have come from this kid.

But the stains were very strange. Ye Feng only had mud on his feet, but the mud on Yun Shuang'er's body did not look like footprints.

"You little brat! What did you do to my junior sister?" Jin He said viciously.

Ye Feng shouted, "It's unfair! It's unfair! I didn't do anything!"

An Nian shouted, "The evidence is irrefutable, yet you still dare to quibble! I just heard it all. Shuang'er said you were vulgar! You even took advantage of Junior Sister Yun. I think you're tired of living! Senior Sister Jin, let's beat him up to avenge Junior Sister Yun! And let's teach this brat a lesson!"

At this moment, Ye Feng's arm was pinched and he couldn't move at all. He could only stick his butt out and half-bend his body.

Just as he was about to cry out for justice, he saw An Nian retreating in the moonlight...

After retreating to the corner, the girl who wore a very bad omen all day long lifted up the hem of her skirt and started to run, rushing towards Ye Feng with the two mountains on her chest swinging.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng was shocked.

As expected, An Nian kicked Ye Feng hard on his raised butt.

Then, he could only hold his head and be pressed to the ground and rubbed by An Nian and Jin He.

Ye Feng yelled, "Yun Shuang'er! You hurt me! You wronged me! I'm not done with you!"

Yun Shuang'er looked at Ye Feng who was beaten, and a hint of playful cunning appeared in her cold eyes.

She put away the spiritual painting, walked to the window, opened it, and saw wind, rain, thunder and lightning raging on the earth outside.

She said, "Sister, throw him out."

"what!"

"boom!"

"Ouch!"

"Squeak!"

Ye Feng was really thrown out of that window by An Nian and Jin He.

It fell directly into the mud in front of the bamboo building.

Ye Feng saw that the little green-haired boy was standing under the bamboo table in front of him to avoid the wind and rain, holding a big apple in his arms and eating it.

Looking at Ye Feng lying in the mud, the little green-haired boy did not laugh at him this time. Instead, he stretched out the half-eaten apple forward, as if asking Ye Feng if he wanted to eat it.

Ye Feng was very touched. He stretched out his hand to take the apple with difficulty and said, "Little Green Hair, you are still so kind to me!"

After the little green-haired boy lost the apple in his hand, he lay on the ground, began to grin, and slapped the ground with his claws frantically, and from time to time he stretched out his claws to point at Ye Feng.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's expression froze instantly, then he turned over and lay on his back in the mud, letting the rain wash over his body.

He has despaired of this world.