Haidong.
Inside the Ziyun Tiangong Manor atop the Yunshui Villa residential area.
When Ye Feng returned from the Japanese underground testing base, it was already past midnight.
He had just taken a shower and lay down when suddenly a figure opened the door and slipped in, pulling up the covers and crawling inside, carrying an alluring fragrance. Who else could it be but Ouyang Luoxue?
In the middle of the night, Ouyang Luoxue was only wearing a black, semi-transparent lace nightgown, her hair covering half of her face, and her pretty face flushed with a blush.
"Xiaofeng, kiss me..."
Ouyang Luoxue raised her head slightly, and her fiery cherry lips came close to hers.
Ye Feng was thrilled and hugged Ouyang Luoxue tightly.
The two then started rolling around on the bed.
Just then, Ye Feng's phone suddenly rang urgently.
It's just that at this crucial juncture, before he's even really started fighting, that's really annoying.
Ye Feng wanted to ignore the call, but the phone kept ringing.
"Xiaofeng, answer the phone quickly, in case someone needs to talk to you."
The phone rang incessantly.
Left with no other choice, Ye Feng picked up his phone and saw that the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number with the IP address belonging to Jiangnan Prefecture.
Ye Feng immediately thought of his younger sister, Ye Wushuang.
She is currently studying at Jiangnan University.
Could it be that something happened to my sister?
Otherwise, why would someone call me in the middle of the night?
Ye Feng's heart stirred, and he answered the phone. An old man's voice came from the other end, sounding very weak.
"Hello...excuse me...is this Mr. Ye...?"
On the phone, his voice sounded somewhat broken, as if he were about to stop breathing at any moment.
Moreover, the voice sounded somewhat familiar, but I couldn't quite place it for the moment.
Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up and said.
"Yes, I am. Who are you?"
“I… am… Jiang…”
The sound was very faint, like the last painful groan of someone on the verge of death.
"Tell me slowly, what exactly happened?"
Ye Feng's expression turned serious, and he quickly got up and got out of bed.
Behind her, Ouyang Luoxue wrapped her snow-white body in a blanket and stared at Ye Feng nervously, unsure of what had happened.
But the sound simply vanished.
"Hey, hey, speak up..."
No matter how much Ye Feng shouted into the phone, no one answered.
"Xiaofeng, what happened?"
"From behind," Ouyang Luoxue asked.
Ye Feng said.
"A phone call came from Jiangnan Prefecture. It stopped after less than a sentence. It's highly likely that something happened to my sister."
"It's snowing, I'm going to Jiangnan."
"Call me if you need anything."
"Okay, Xiaofeng, you need to be careful. I'll take care of things at home."
Ye Feng leaped out of the window and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.
At the entrance of the manor villa, a large black dog squatted, gazing in the direction Ye Feng had gone, and spoke in a human voice.
"Mr. Ye's cultivation is becoming more and more unfathomable."
The old weasel is now very glad that it chose to submit back then.
Since consuming the Body Tempering Pill, its cultivation level has become even higher, and now it has one foot already faintly stepping into the Acquired Realm.
Given more time, it will become a true master.
Now that the owner is not here, it's a good time to stretch my muscles.
The old weasel stretched and revealed its true form, while also yawning.
Being a watchdog all day is really frustrating.
I am, after all, a spirit beast on the path of cultivation.
The old weasel was somewhat resentful. It turned its head and immediately spotted a petite figure sitting on the balcony not far away.
Lan Yu sat on the balcony, resting her chin on her hand, silently gazing in the direction Ye Feng had gone.
The bright moonlight cast a soft glow on her delicate body.
The wide, dark blue hem of the Hanfu fluttered in the night breeze, exuding an air of ethereal elegance.
"Hello!"
The old weasel stretched out its paw, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it at Lan Yu, then provocatively beckoned with its finger.
"Little mute, do I look more like a human or a deity to you?"
A fire suddenly ignited in Lan Yu's eyes, and she quickly dodged to the side, the stone grazing her cheek as it flew past.
After tracing a graceful parabola in mid-air, it landed with a thud behind the house.
Because she cannot speak, Lan Yu is most sensitive about being called "little mute".
Back when they were on the mountain, Ye Feng often joked with her, calling her "Little Mute."
As a result, every time, she would grab a kitchen knife and chase him all over the mountain, hacking at him.
Although Lan Yu was no match for Ye Feng.
But even Ye Feng couldn't do anything about her abnormal physique.
Lan Yu clenched her fists, slowly stood up, and squinted at the old weasel walking towards her with its hands behind its back.
She had disliked this old man for a long time.
He was absent from work all day and was nowhere to be seen.
They often run into the back mountain and stay there for days on end, showing no awareness whatsoever of being a dog.
While Ye Feng is out, let's teach this old bastard a lesson.
Lan Yu leaped down from the balcony, ready to fight the old weasel.
Suddenly, another figure emerged from behind the house, carrying a long sword on his shoulder; it was Xiahou Ba.
However, at this moment, Xiahou Ba had a gloomy expression, a large red and swollen bump on his head that was constantly oozing blood, and he was cursing under his breath.
"Damn it, which bastard threw that rock? It almost killed me."
"Get out here."
It turned out that Xiahou Ba had been meditating cross-legged under a large tree behind them.
He was concentrating on breathing exercises when, unexpectedly, a stone fell from the sky and hit him squarely on the head.
He was almost driven mad by his cultivation; how could he not be furious!
Lan Yu pointed at the old weasel opposite him and gestured. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was very clear.
It was this old bastard who did it.
Xiahou Ba glared at the old weasel and brandished his long sword.
"Damn it, it was you, you old dog."
"Since the owner is away today, I'll chop you up and cook you."
The old weasel, with its hands behind its back, curled its lip in disdain.
"Look at your rude and barbaric appearance, you smell bad all over and have no air of elegance at all, you're just a pig butcher."
After saying that, he raised his hand in disgust and fanned himself in front of his nose.
Xiahou gritted his teeth arrogantly, his eyes bulging like copper bells, and pointed his long knife at the old weasel.
"Let's get it!"
Thus, the manor descended into chaos.
Lan Yu and Xiahou Ba joined forces to attack the old weasel, and the battle raged fiercely.
Ouyang Luoxue did try to stop it.
But she was just an ordinary person, willing but unable to do it.
All I could do was stand by and watch anxiously.
Hopefully, these three won't go too far.
In short, with Ye Feng away from home, trouble has broken out in the backyard.
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