Anecdote of sword three crossing the bureau

Ever since Ximen Chuuxue went out, Ye Feng leaned against the bed rail behind him, and his expression slowly changed back to an incomparably calm look.Luoyue felt a little startled when she saw it, and exchanged glances with Bi Dai several times, Bi Dai could only frown in the end to express her helplessness.

So Luoyue struggled for a long while, and finally ran out secretly and hugged Ah Chen. The little guy looked at Ye Feng in front of him with big eyes bulging, and lazily stretched his little paws to signal for a hug.

Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh when he saw it, he took Ah Chen and hugged him in his arms, and smiled at Luoyue, "Thank you, go and pack your things."

"But young master..." For some reason, Luoyue always felt that this kind of Ye Feng made her feel a little uncomfortable in her heart. Although she still smiled gently like the wind, her expression changed completely.

"Go." Ye Feng smiled, and waved to Bi Dai: "Go and take the things to the West Wing. It's been turbulent for the past few days, so please be vigilant. Call us if you need anything."

Luoyue bit her lower lip and hesitated for a while before smiling at Ye Feng: "Young master is so kind."

Ye Feng rubbed Ah Chen's head, but didn't respond, the emotions in his eyes were deeply settled, and he couldn't see clearly.

Bidai stretched out her hand and pulled Luoyue to give Ye Feng a space to think independently, and the two little girls retreated quietly.

Seeing that the person had gone far away, Ye Feng tugged Ah Chen's ears subconsciously, and the puppy raised his head to look at Ye Feng in a daze, not knowing what the owner meant.

Seeing Ah Chen's appearance, Ye Feng didn't know why he immediately wanted to bully him a few more times, and while rubbing the stupid hair on the puppy's head, he cursed with a smile: "I don't know when that bastard Li Yichen will come." I don't know why, but when I think about it now, I still kind of miss those troubled days, and I can express all my emotions clearly on my face without any scruples, but now Ye Feng has lost such courage inexplicably.

He looked up and thought, or else find a time to contact Li Yichen and the others, it's better than holding back alone.

Thinking of this, he sighed softly, and just about to put Ah Chen down, he heard a person ask calmly: "Who is Li Yichen?"

Ye Feng was startled, and grasped the light sword placed at the end of the bed in his hand.Taking a closer look, the man was standing in front of the window, he didn't know when he came in, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and his facial features, eyebrows and eyes could not be seen clearly.

This person must be a master, Ye Feng frowned slightly looking at him, his face became seven points vigilant, he stood up enduring the pain in his feet, the light sword was tightly sideways behind him, his face was cold and no pain could be seen at all The cold voice asked: "Who are you?"

Even though he couldn't see the man's eyebrows and eyes clearly, Ye Feng was clearly aware of the searching look of the person in front of him. After a while, the man let out a breath, his voice was also erratic, and he couldn't hear the slightest bit of effort, as if he was trying to avoid Ye Feng. Recognize his man from his voice.However, even though Ye Feng doesn't understand internal force, he can still hear that this is a master, a master with very strange kung fu.

The "master" looked at Ye Feng for a while, then turned around, closed the window and sighed, his voice seemed a little disappointed: "I thought it was someone."

Ye Feng stared at the person in front of him for a while, but didn't understand what he was regretting.Most likely, this is a person who came to kill him, as long as the killer is Tang Ziqi's taciturn temperament, how could he be so talkative.

The man just stood there, and after saying this, he didn't move.Obviously this is the case in this world, except for official uniforms, most of the people in red are women.However, the man in front of him is dressed in bright red clothes, the red is like the fire of purgatory, with scorching heat, bringing out a strange feeling.For some reason, Ye Feng inexplicably felt that it was very appropriate, as if such a man should wear such a dazzling color.

Thinking of this, Ye Fengfu laughed when he thought of what that person said just now. Seeing that the person who came didn't attack, he didn't mean to be malicious, so he simply stood down against the bed rail, so as to save some strength for his ankle: "Senior thought, Ye Who is someone?"

The man obviously didn't expect Ye Feng to ask such a question, he was silent for a moment strangely, and then looked at Ye Feng with a smile that was not a smile, it was clear.The young man seemed to be respectfully calling senior, but his personality was still very interesting.The man clapped his palms and laughed, the laughter was so cold that Ye Feng suddenly felt chills in his bones.

Even so, Ye Feng still didn't move after all, he just stood there quietly, listening to the man laughing and bending over, the lingering sound hovered around the room strangely for a long time.Ye Feng suddenly felt some pain in his eardrums, as if he had been shocked, he frowned slightly and looked over, the man stopped after taking a look at him.

"Today is not suitable for long talk, I should go." The man's voice was deep, but still sounded cheerful.

"Senior doesn't seem to want to see Ximen," Ye Feng said suddenly, with three-point seriousness and seven-point joking in his eyes: "Come here while Ximen is out, and then use internal force to completely suppress the voice in the room , it’s nothing more than not wanting to disturb him outside.”

Sensing that the aura of the person in front of him was getting colder, the corners of Ye Feng's lips curved slightly, and he clenched the light sword in his hand even tighter.If it was a short-term fight, he might not lose too badly. Zangjian is good at melee combat, so as long as this person doesn't use strange tricks, it probably won't be a problem.

These days are so boring that Ye Feng can't help but want to have some fun.

What's more, he could sense that Ximen Chuuxue might be on his way back, so he wasn't worried at all.

When others detect it with internal force, what Ye Feng relies on is the tie, the tacit understanding between him and Ximen Chuuxue and the constant bond.

"Oh?" I don't know when the haze covering the man in front of him has gone a lot, replaced by a low laugh with some playfulness, and the ending sound slightly raised with a light arc: "What else did you guess, Go on."

Ye Feng thought quickly in his heart. In fact, there are only two possibilities to deliberately conceal his voice. The first is that Ye Feng should recognize him, but Ye Feng thought for a while and couldn't remember such a person with extraordinary kung fu, then it is the second. possible--

He is very famous, and people in the world should recognize him.

To be honest, Ye Feng has not been very clear about the differences in martial arts between the various sects, but this person's kung fu is so strange that it does not seem to be the routine of the Central Plains. The only reason for appearing here is probably related to the martial arts conference, Ye Feng smiled He said: "The next step will probably depend on guesswork. If you make a mistake, please don't blame the seniors."

The man in red seemed to be very interested in looking at Ye Feng, and stretched out his hand to signal him to continue.

Ye Feng noticed that the man's fingers were very thin, but they looked very powerful. For some reason, Ye Feng suddenly felt that they were probably a pair of hands that were very suitable for killing people.When the man in red raised his sleeves, he brought out a subtle and strange fragrance, but that fragrance was extremely cold, a bit subtly similar to Ximen Chuuxue's usual cold plum fragrance.

So Ye Feng continued: "The leader of the Demon Cult?" Seeing that the people in front of him did not give any clear response, Ye Feng continued to speculate: "Because something happened to the members of the Demon Cult, the senior came here. It doesn't look like a move from the Central Plains, so Ye Feng made a random guess..."

"Are you afraid of me?" The man suddenly interrupted Ye Feng and asked lightly.

From the beginning to the end, Ye Feng never let go of the sword he held in his palm. Hearing the sound, he laughed and said, "Yes."

The man laughed again, and just when Ye Feng thought he was going to say something, he saw the man in red said lightly: "Don't be afraid of me," the man suddenly landed beside Ye Feng, stretched out his hand Touched Ye Feng's head: "The boy is frank, I like this temper."

...Ye Feng felt as if a hand brushed past his head, and finally touched the crown of his head with interest: "What is this?"

That tone was too serious, Ye Feng had to sigh and said: "It's just the one with the hair tied."

The man in red still didn't intend to lift his veil, but his voice became a lot deeper, as if he didn't want to hide it anymore: "It's very unique."

Ye Feng sighed in his heart, really didn't know how to continue this sentence, held back for a long time and finally said: "Thank you, senior."

So who will tell him what kind of weird dialogue rhythm this is, and the thoughtfulness and concern of the seniors, Emma is really scary...

In Ye Feng's heart, Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, so he could only look forward to Ximen Chuuxue's early return.

However, this time Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Feng really had a good understanding. The next second Ye Feng thought, Ximen Chuuxue came back.

As soon as he heard the sound of the door and turned around, Ye Feng turned around and found a serious problem——

The man in red disappeared in such a short time.

Disappeared completely.

Even if he believed in the weird kung fu of the Demon Cult in this world, Ye Feng still couldn't accept this kind of surreal existence. He opened his mouth dryly and said to Ximen Chuuxue: "By the way, Ximen, there was someone who was there just now. Here, wearing a red dress."

Ximen Chuuxue frowned slightly and looked at Ye Feng, but asked, "Why are you standing on the ground when your foot injury hasn't healed?"

Ye Feng was anxious in his heart, so he had no choice but to re-point the key point: "Just now a person appeared and disappeared in an instant. Before Ximen came in, he was still standing here talking to me." I don't know why, Ye Feng automatically and consciously ignored the fact that someone touched his head.

"Go to bed." Ximen Chuuxue said lightly, and this time he approached directly, with obvious disapproval in his eyes.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows helplessly, so he had no choice but to take off his boots and go to bed, and just after covering the quilt, he heard a sound from the beam: "噗嗤."

"Who!" Ximen Chuixue shouted coldly, the sword was out of the sheath, with a frightening coolness, his gaze went straight to the beam, but there was no one there?

After such a short time, the man ran away again under the eyes of Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Feng.

Ye Feng lay on the bed, stroked his forehead and sighed, obviously he had said it the first time Ximen Chuuxue came in, so he was distracted twice!I don't know whether to be happy or angry, but the man's smile is so strange...

Ye Feng thought about it for a while, just now when the man in red laughed, his face turned black in an instant!

This is really jumping into the Yellow River and you can't wash it off, okay? !

Ximen Chuuxue slowly put the sword back into the scabbard, but his expression suddenly turned cold, and he walked to the front and gently pushed back Ye Feng's hair crown.The place that was touched by that person just now was accompanied by the coolness of Ximen Chuuxue's fingertips. Ye Feng couldn't help but blushed slightly when he saw Ximen Chuuxue leaning over, and stammered, "Why, what's wrong?"

"A drunken fairy grass, and another..." Ximen Chuuxue looked at the two grasses in his hand, his usual cold expression added to his unbelievable appearance, he coughed lowly, and put away the grass behind him as if nothing had happened. Get up, take out the Drunken Immortal Grass and show it to Ye Feng: "This is a good pain reliever."

Ye Feng thought about the man's actions just now, he must have put the grass on the top of his hair while touching his head.Because the weight was too light, he didn't realize it at all. Thinking of this, he asked curiously about the piece of grass that Ximen Chuuxue had put away: "Where is that one? It's also good medicine?" He always felt that the person's temper should be relaxed A poison is right.

Ximen Chuixue's cold expression slowly regained his composure, but his tone turned slightly: "It's also... a good medicine." It's just that the effect is a bit miraculous.

Ye Feng no doubted that he nodded slightly, leaned back and rested comfortably and asked, "Ximen, do you know that person?"

This time Ximen Chuuxue frowned slightly, and after a while he said calmly: "Most likely it's an old friend."

Ye Feng's eyes widened when he heard the sound...Why are there so many old friends?This unscientific!

So Li Yichen should come here quickly, he has an "old friend".

So asking for a wife is really troublesome.