At this time, the waiter brought up the wine and food that Feng Yi ordered, all of which were cooked meat and goose, as well as two bowls of steaming white rice.

Feng Yi didn't care who the visitor was. He handed a bowl of steaming white rice to Mo Da who was lying on the table and said, "Eat first, or you won't have the energy to fight!"

Clearing the area means driving people away, and Feng Yi could be cleared out by others, so a fight was obvious.

Feng Yi was just about to pick up his chopsticks when he heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs and someone walked up.

Feng Yi turned around and saw that the person looked very familiar. It turned out to be the old man who had received Liu Zhengfeng's piano and flute music.

His sudden appearance startled Feng Yi. He immediately put down his bowl and chopsticks, thinking: "It turned out to be Ren Yingying, no wonder there was such a big show, it seems that this woman followed me?"

His eyes were sharp and from the dust on the old man's trouser legs and shoes, it was obvious that he had been running very fast.

The old man ignored the crowd of people in tight clothes upstairs and glanced around, and happened to meet Feng Yi.

The old man's expression suddenly changed and he turned to go downstairs. Feng Yi was stunned again and stretched his head to look out the window.

The old man lowered his voice in front of the sedan chair and said, "Aunt, the one with the surname Feng is up there."

A low hum came from inside the sedan: "Let's go!"

The bearer immediately lifted the sedan and turned to leave.

This made Feng Yi a little puzzled, and even more dissatisfied. Hearing that he was here, he left! What did this mean? Feng Yi couldn't help but shouted: "Miss Ren, go slowly!"

The sedan bearers and others all stopped.

A young girl in green clothes slowly turned around and said calmly, "What are you doing?"

She is the one who just threatened to rent the entire building.

Feng Yi said in a deep voice: "Aren't you going to book the building? Why are you leaving when you heard that Feng is here?"

The girl raised her cheeks and asked slowly, "Do I really have to know the reason?"

Feng Yi snorted coldly: "Since I asked, I must know."

This is Feng Yi's reason.

Hearing that he was here, the building was no longer covered, which made Feng Yi feel extremely insulted.

Since his debut, no one has failed to think that he is extraordinary. Even when he meets his enemies, they all take him seriously. As for women, many of them fall in love with him at first sight.

This is the first time that Ren Yingying looks down on me like this.

It was as if he was a plague god! Unconsciously, Feng Yi's desire to win was aroused again.

The girl snorted coldly and said, "Feng, I have long known that you are not a good person. It seems that I am right. You have followed us all the way. What is your intention?"

Feng Yi smiled. He thought Ren Yingying was following him, but who knew she thought he was following her? He picked up the wine bowl, shook his head and said, "Ms. Ren is indeed beautiful, but I'm not Tian Boguang. What can I do with her?"

The girl's face was full of anger, and she shouted: "Bah, you have no shame!"

Suddenly, a low shout came from inside the sedan: "Qin'er, shut up!"

Although the girl stopped talking, she looked very angry and wished she could swallow Feng Yi in one gulp.

After all, when Feng Yi played the song "The Rising Tide of the Blue Sea", Ren Yingying was not the only victim.

Fortunately, she is a woman, and those inappropriate men have been sent away by the lady. Their future fate is probably not going to be good.

At this time, a crisp voice floated out from the sedan chair: "Your Excellency's words are too rash, aren't they? You are also born of a woman, and you are one of the few masters in the world, but you are compared with a lowly person like Tian Boguang. Don't you think it's a loss of status?"

Who else could this voice be but the Saint Lady whom I met a month ago? But her voice was sarcastic and extremely sinister, as if she was saying that Feng Yi was willing to be vulgar.

Feng Yi was stunned, his hand holding the wine bowl stopped in mid-air, thinking: "Fuck, Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang's friendship is a hero's admiration for each other, but when it comes to me, I'm willing to be vulgar. This is really hypocrisy to the extreme!"

But he knew that double standards were human nature and did not take it as an offense.

After all, Linghu Chong is Ren Yingying's lover, so whatever he does is right. But I am the one who made her look bad, so how can we generalize?

Feng Yi raised the wine bowl to his mouth, drank it all in one gulp, and then said: "Miss Ren, what you said makes sense. It was me who was rash!" Then he stood up and bowed.

The Saint said: "If you are wrong, just admit it, you are still a hero!"

Feng Yi said: "How dare I? But I have to make one thing clear. Even I am surprised to meet you all at this moment!"

The Saint said: "If the mountain doesn't move, the road will move; if the road doesn't move, people will move. This world seems a little too small!"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Yes, it's a coincidence.

But I am a bit strange. If you leave like this, I will inevitably feel very unhappy. If you don’t give me a reasonable and appropriate reason, hehe..."

The Saint was silent for a while, then suddenly said coldly: "I have never seen someone as rude and unreasonable as you."

Feng Yi laughed and said, "Rude? I have always only considered the relationship and not the reason, so I am naturally rude. If I were reasonable, I would have joined the glorious cause of unifying the martial arts world long ago!"

The Saint Lady seemed to be angry and her breathing became heavy.

Qin Er raised her eyebrows and said in a loud voice, "Oh! Are you not going to let us go without telling me the reason?"

Feng Yi smiled calmly: "Since Feng debuted, if I don't want someone to leave, no one has escaped!"

The Saint Lady smiled sweetly and said, "Just do it now! I have experienced the profound inner strength of Master Feng last time, and I am still a little unsatisfied. I just want to see your exquisite martial arts. It is an honor to die!"

Although she was laughing, her voice was hollow, flat and without any twists and turns.

Feng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his pupils shot out sharp light like needles as he stared at the sedan chair, as if he wanted to see through the sedan chair and then see through the woman inside.

The Green Bamboo Old Man and the four girls all had their hands on their weapons, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

But Feng Yi came to a conclusion in his heart: the Saint Lady spoke without any emotion.

Although Feng Yi has the heart of a playboy, he is not without feelings.

Life and death, love and hate are something that human beings can never avoid.

By doing this, isn't Feng Yi trying to compete with Linghu Chong in the original plot in his heart?

After all, when Ren Yingying met Linghu Chong, she played the piano and taught her, but when it was her turn, she turned around and left. This not only made him feel a little frustrated, but also made him feel that he was disgusting.

Perhaps this is simply the case.

But Feng Yi still couldn't accept this kind of indifference. However, at this moment, his desire to win was not only completely extinguished by the Saint Lady's cold words, but it was more like Linghu Chong in the original plot mocking him: "Feng Yi, Feng Yi, you are a hair? How can you compare to a hair on my body? Whatever I do, Yingying thinks it is right.

Whatever she wants to do, I think is right.

You relied on your martial arts skills to force him to stay. How is this different from Tian Boguang? What qualifications do you have to kill him? Don't you think it's shameful and ridiculous?

Finally, Feng Yi sighed and said, "Okay, I am sorry for being so presumptuous. You can go now!"

After these words were spoken, several people looked at each other in bewilderment.

The Saint Lady said, "Strange? You own this shop, why are you asking me to leave?"

Feng Yi's mouth twitched, and he seemed to be too weak to smile anymore: "Aren't you going to leave? Why did I let you go again?"

The Saint said calmly, "I'm telling you, I'm a strange person too. I like lively places, but I also like quiet places! So I always like places that are quiet in the midst of noise. Similarly, if anyone wants to keep me, I will leave for him to see.

If anyone wants to drive me away, I will stay here and be a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his flesh!"

As she spoke, the sedan chair came down again, Qin'er opened the curtain, and a young girl in light green clothes and a veil on her face walked out.

Feng Yi really didn't expect this to happen. He couldn't help but frowned and thought, "Is this woman going to play hard to get with me?"

Little did he know that he was really overthinking it.

Ren Yingying couldn't stand the flattery that has been popular in Heimu Cliff in recent years, so she went out to travel with her nephew Luzhu Weng.

In the original plot, he lived in seclusion in Luoyang's Green Bamboo Lane because he felt it was a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle.

As soon as Ren Yingying was born, everyone in the Sun Moon Sect treated her like a princess, and no one dared to disobey her in the slightest. As she got older, she became more bossy and did whatever she wanted. No one ever dared to disobey her, let alone make demands on or make fun of her.

The reason she avoided Feng Yi when she met him by chance this time was because she was shy. She suffered a loss last time and heard all kinds of rumors in the martial arts world, so she was ashamed to face Feng Yi and wanted to leave.

But Feng Yi asked her to leave, and her stubborn temper came up. If she left like this, who knows what people in the martial arts world would say about her? Feng Yi wanted to save face, but didn't she, the Saint Aunt, want to save face?

Soon, Green Bamboo Weng went upstairs first and said, "Those who have finished eating, please come now!"

Some people left for fear of getting into trouble, leaving a large number of tables empty in an instant, and the waiter hurried to clean them up.

The Green Bamboo Old Man stood solemnly with his head bowed aside, and then several girls climbed up the stairs. Suddenly, a fragrance like orchid and musk filled the heart and the whole restaurant seemed to be fragrant.

Four women stood at the stairs, two on each side, to welcome the Saint Lady.

Those who were curious just wanted to watch the fun, and when they saw her display, they held their breath for a moment. The green shadow fluttered, and the Saint Lady finally appeared in everyone's sight.

Qin'er pulled out a chair at a table in the middle, while another girl took out a piece of snow-white satin from her arms and spread it on the chair. Another girl went to the kitchen, and another girl made tea for the Saint Lady.

The Saint then slowly sat down.

Feng Yi smiled and shook his head, and had to admit that he was impressed.

The Saint asked slowly, "Why are you shaking your head?"

Feng Yi said: "I shook my head because I have met you three times but I don't know your name. It's a pity."

The Saint suddenly snorted and said, "To be honest, I don't want to see you because you are too cruel and killed my followers. If someone brings up this matter, it will be difficult to talk.

I am not nameless, but if Brother Feng was really interested in finding out my name, I'm afraid someone would have told me quietly long ago, so why are you saying that? "

Feng Yi laughed and said, "Haha, you are really smart, but..."

"Just what?" the Saint said coldly.

Feng Yi's face straightened: "I just got the name out of my inquiries, how can it be compared with the name the girl said in person?

If you don't want to tell me, why should I ask?"

The Saint Lady chuckled and said, "You are really proud enough."

Feng Yi said: "It's not that I'm proud, it's just that the girl insists on being so mysterious. Asking questions about everything seems to be a lack of tact. How can I please girls like this?" He poured himself a bowl of wine.

Qin'er secretly looked down on him and gave Feng Yi a cold look.

The Saint Lady said, "I've always heard that Brother Feng loves wine and women, and he competes with all the heroes in the world. He never forgets it in Qun Yuyuan!"

"I dare not, I dare not." Feng Yi said with a smile: "I can't hide this little good stuff from you. You can say that I am fighting against all the heroes in the world. This is a compliment to me."

The Saint Lady snorted and said, “We have met three times, but it is fate.

I can't satisfy you.

But wine can.

Qin Er, bring out the wine."

Feng Yi thought: "Why did she invite me to drink? Is she asking me for something?"

Just as he was pondering, he saw Qin'er take out a pot of wine, and then a wine glass, pour wine into the glass, put it on a wooden tray, and walk over with it, saying, "Here, please!" and put it on the table.

Feng Yi took a sniff and found the wine mellow and rich. He said, "It's a good wine. I'd be disrespectful to refuse it!"

He drank it all in one gulp and it tasted really good.

The Saint Lady raised her eyebrows slightly and said slowly: "Do you know the Five Immortals Sect?"

Feng Yi asked: "Are you talking about the Five Poison Sect?"

The Saint Lady nodded and said, "Yes, people call them the Five Poison Sect. Sect Leader Lan and I are good friends."

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As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the restaurant exclaimed.

Instantly everyone ran downstairs.

Because there are two major poison sects in the martial arts world, namely the Five Immortal Sect and the Hundred Medicine Sect. It is said that after the Hundred Medicine Sect poisons the victim, the victim will not die, but will feel as if they were cut into pieces or bitten by insects and ants. In short, it is a life worse than death, but it is impossible to die. Apart from being at the mercy of the Hundred Medicine Sect, there is no other way to go.

Moreover, the poisoning methods of the Hundred Medicine Sect are far inferior to those of the Five Immortal Sect, which shows how powerful the Five Poison Sect is.

They thought of the women who had just come upstairs and the fragrance they exuded, making them feel as if they were surrounded by flowers. They were all scared and dared not stay any longer.

But Feng Yi was as steady as a rock, not panicking at all: "I know that the girl has a wide circle of friends, but what do you want to tell me?" The Saint Lady couldn't help but smile: "Because the wine is poisoned!"

"What should I do?" Feng Yi laughed: "Isn't there a saying that goes 'nine deaths and one life'? We are all martial artists, our hands are covered in blood, and we don't know how many lives we have killed. It is a good death to have a good end.

I drank the wine of Saint Aunt today. Others will never be able to achieve this in several lifetimes. What's the harm in dying? As the saying goes, dying under the peony flowers makes you romantic even as a ghost!"

The Saint Lady opened her mouth slightly and her eyes widened, as if she didn't believe Feng Yi would say such a thing.

After a long while, he said coldly: "Is this how you use the phrase 'nine deaths and one life'? You are so slick and ignorant! I invited you to drink, but you drank it all. It's a pity that you are so open-minded and indifferent to life and death!"

She scolded him, but in her heart she felt like she had found a close friend.

Because she also felt that people who practiced martial arts would die a miserable death sooner or later.

This has nothing to do with right or wrong between good and evil. It is indeed surprising that Feng Yi can be so frank about it.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "You are too kind! I don't know how many masters have fallen under the poison. I am not a fool, how can I not be on guard? But I know that the Saint Lady has a noble status. You and I are neither friends nor enemies. You should disdain to do such a despicable thing.

Moreover, I once took a foreign substance that made me immune to all poisons, so I dare to do this!" He poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

The Saint Lady sighed and said, "That's such a pity."

Feng Yi smiled and said, "What's a pity? It's a pity that the poison can't kill me?"

She felt that this woman was pretty and shy, and she could make her laugh, just like she had done with Guo Fu in the past.

What's wrong with being a idiot and being unruly?

As long as the girl is pretty enough, Feng Yi likes to tease her.

It’s a pity that the Saint Lady didn’t take off her veil, which is a bit of a pity.

The Saint Lady had no idea what he was thinking, so she sighed and said, "It's a pity that you have such a special skill, but you linger in the red-light district and flirt with women. Humph, I think you are really comparable to Tian Boguang!"

Feng Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

But Mo Datou raised his head slightly and murmured, "A woman who hangs out in the streets of red-light districts is not necessarily a frivolous woman. How can a girl like you with such shallow knowledge understand the first-rate skills of the hero Feng?"

Feng Yi saw that he woke up at this critical moment and relieved his embarrassment. He thought to himself that this man was really evil.

Always strike at the critical moment.

Mo Da's eyes were red, and he looked at Feng Yi apologetically and said, "I'm sorry that I can't handle the alcohol. Please don't blame me!"

Feng Yi laughed and said, "Brother Mo, you are too polite."

The Saint Lady was curious and looked at him intently. She saw the huqin at the foot of his stool and thought to herself, "So it's him!" She said, "There are different levels of skill in this kind of thing? He must be first-rate. I'd like to ask for your advice."

Mr. Mo Da smiled and said, "Wine, sex, money and anger are what people like. Those who use any means to achieve these goals and disregard morality are like crucian carp crossing the river. They can be found everywhere. No matter what achievements they have made, they are actually no different from beasts.

Among humans, he is not good enough, well, not worthy of being called a human being at all.

Some people are better than them because they avoid all temptations.

For example, those noble and solemn gentlemen, eminent monks, and Taoist masters.

In fact, they are full of thieves and prostitutes. Once they have a chance, they will be worse and more cruel than those who are not good enough. "

The Saint nodded: "That makes sense, that's why I hate those upright gentlemen from famous and decent families!"

Mo Da laughed.

The Saint Lady asked with great interest, "Who is better than this kind of people?"

Feng Yi also became interested and poured a bowl of wine for Mo Da.

Mo Da Dao said: "Those who are stronger than them are..." He picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp: "Those who want to drink when they see wine, want to have sex when they see beauty, want to grab money when they see money, and want to control power when they see power.

However, they are often able to pull themselves back from the brink and keep their original intentions when faced with impossible situations, so as not to make mistakes for their own desires, disregard morality, and be unacceptable to the world.

Such people are very rare in the martial arts world today. Among the younger generations, Linghu Chong from the Huashan Sect who dared to speak for Liu Zhengfeng is one of them! However, although he is rare, he is far inferior to Brother Feng. Alas, if I were 20 years younger and asked to be like him, I would definitely not be able to do it! Come on, drink it!" He raised the bowl to Feng Yi.

The Saint took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Why can't you do it?"

While Feng Yi found it funny, he also admired the great vision.

He knows the characters of all the martial arts masters clearly. When Linghu Chong spoke for Liu Zhengfeng at the Liu family meeting in Hengshan, he also revealed the other person's character.

Mo Da drank the wine in one gulp and said, “Brother Feng escorted my junior brother all the way. I sneaked in several times at night. Although there were not as many beautiful women on the ship as you, there were still many. From young ladies to maids, each of them was infatuated with my brother, but he was polite and did not even say a word of teasing.

He likes wine but does not get drunk and make mistakes, he likes women but does not use his skills to indulge in promiscuity, he takes money but does not keep it to himself, and his anger comes quickly but dissipates even faster.

You say he hangs around in red-light districts, but that's what the world owes these women, not his personal fault!

This is something he is powerless to change. This kind of lingering feeling is the true way to blend in with the world.

What is even more rare is that he blends in with the secular world but comes and goes freely, coming and going freely, without losing his original heart. Isn't this a first-rate practice? How can this be compared to those hypocrites, false virtues, and true villains? Isn't this a true man?"

Feng Yi blushed when he heard this. He didn't expect that his behavior would be so noble in Mo Da's mouth. He also thought that Mo Da had come to the ship to spy several times, but he didn't notice it. It was too outrageous! Mo Da saw that his expression was not natural, and laughed and said, "Brother Feng, don't blame me. I heard that the Saint of the Demon Cult spread rumors to the world. You and him are of the same mind, so you will definitely relax.

When your boats are approaching the shore and preparing food and wine, we will sneak in secretly."

Then, he turned to Saint Aunt and said with a wink, "You don't have to be afraid now, right?"

"Afraid?" Saint Lady sneered softly: "Are you talking about me?"

Mo Da smiled and said, "Is my brother a true dragon among men? Tell me, would such a man humiliate the Saint Lady of the Sun and Moon Sect?"

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, thinking: "What's wrong with this old man? Is he trying to be a matchmaker for me?"

The Green Bamboo Old Man looked angry, but he couldn't say much. He could only hunch over and pretend not to see it.

Mr. Mo Da seems to be down and out, but he is actually very experienced.

Even with Feng Yi, he had been secretly protecting Liu Zhengfeng's family. Knowing that he was fighting with Saint Aunt, how could he not know that Saint Aunt had arrived? He just pretended not to know so that there were some things that were inconvenient to say. It was just like Saint Aunt knew that he was the head of Hengshan Sect, but she didn't say it out loud.

After all, there is a difference between the two, good and evil.

Moreover, Mr. Mo Da did not have Feng Yi's foresight, and he was a bystander who saw clearly that the Saint Lady was not as the people in the martial arts world said, and she was not cold to all men. At least, she did not hate Feng Yi.

The Saint Lady was extremely intelligent and could understand the elegant meaning of the music just by listening to it. Her pretty face behind the veil was as red as a crabapple flower after hearing Mo Da's words.

Feng Yi took a glance.

But this one glance made his heart beat fast, because through the veil, the Saint Lady looked even more charming and beautiful.

Even a great sage might have been tempted for a moment, let alone a lustful man like Feng Yi, who immediately became distracted and had some wild thoughts.

"What nonsense!" The Saint Lady glanced at Mo Da, gave him a fierce look, turned her back and muttered something.

Feng Yi was trying his best to compare himself with the unfounded Linghu Chong, and was also shocked by the Saint Lady's beauty, so he didn't hear what she muttered.

However, Mo Da heard it clearly. Those were the three words "old and undisciplined". He burst out laughing.

Feng Yi saw that the Saint Lady had turned her back, and the food they ordered was served. He looked at Mo Da and laughed non-stop, which was very obscene.

I was about to ask him why he was laughing.

Suddenly, the noise from the river bank died down, and the sound of rustling on the street was heard continuously, as if a large number of people were being mobilized, all of them were people with light skills.

Feng Yi peeked out of the window and saw hundreds of people in different clothes rushing in from all directions, each holding a weapon in their hands.

Feng Yi did not need to look closely. Those with good martial arts skills would have light footsteps, while those with lesser skills would have heavy footsteps. Just by hearing the sound of footsteps, Feng Yi knew that there was no great figure, so he just turned his head.

But then I heard the sound of several more footsteps, the sounds were very light, and it turned out that all of them were very skilled in martial arts, there were five of them in total.

Feng Yi was just wondering when he heard a few clicks on the roof. Someone else came in. He identified the people on the roof and found that they were five masters again.

Although Feng Yi was skilled and courageous, he could not help wondering in his heart when he heard that ten masters had gathered in a short time, "What sect is this? How can there be so many masters? Could it be a demon sect?"

While I was thinking, I heard very light footsteps on the stairs, and obviously someone was coming up.

Feng Yi turned around and looked at the Saint Lady. He saw her holding chopsticks and eating elegantly, not taking anything seriously at all.

The chopsticks in her hand were snow-white, like jade, and it was obvious that she brought them herself.

Green Bamboo Old Man stood beside her, looking calm and composed, while the four girls looked a little nervous.

Feng Yi felt that this person was not the one she brought with her, and looked at Mr. Mo Da.

The laughter in Mo Da's eyes disappeared, revealing a sharp edge like a knife blade, and he said in a hoarse voice: "What is coming has finally come!"

Feng Yi sighed and looked out the window: "Yes, how can people be killed in vain? Sir, take this opportunity to escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, five more dark shadows appeared upstairs. (End of this chapter)