Under the cover of night.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, its silvery-white light enveloping the earth like a thin mist.
Two figures were locked in fierce combat, with skyscrapers and flashing neon lights behind them.
Occasionally, there are passing vehicles.
This creates a dynamic background image, with the fierce battle between Ye Feng and the drought demon resembling a silhouette from folklore.
"roar--"
Seeing that it was no match for Ye Feng and that being his sparring partner was too much of a hardship, the drought demon roared and turned to run away.
Where are you going?
Ye Feng casually unleashed a bolt of lightning, forming a cage that imprisoned the drought demon within.
No matter how much the opponent roared and pounded, it was all in vain; they simply could not break through this lightning cage.
Afterwards, Ye Feng threw him into the Hell Furnace to refine and temper him, hoping to use the power of the hellfire to make the drought demon's body even stronger.
At the same time, he raised his hand and erased the remaining divine consciousness from him, intending to refine him into a puppet that would completely obey his commands.
As for the other puppet Hulk, he has been secretly protecting Ouyang Luoxue.
"Brother Feng, you're finally here. I thought I was going to die this time."
Zhou Xiaoke's eyes were burning with an unusual intensity as she stared intently at Ye Feng.
It has been about a year since their last trip to the Tibetan border, and the two have not seen each other.
For the past year, Zhou Xiaoke has been forcing herself to undergo hellish, grueling training every day.
The goal was to catch up with Ye Feng and narrow the gap between them.
She didn't want to one day find herself without even the right to look up to the other person.
But after witnessing Ye Feng's actions firsthand, Zhou Xiaoke felt an even greater sense of disappointment.
It seems that every time Ye Feng makes a move, his strength increases significantly compared to before.
Even if she tried her best, she couldn't catch up with him.
"Thank you, Brother Feng."
Zheng Lu also struggled to get out of the car.
This is the second time Ye Feng has saved her.
Ye Feng nodded to her.
“You are all Wushuang’s good classmates, so of course I won’t stand by and watch you die.”
"Let's go, I'll take you away."
After Ye Feng finished speaking, he turned and left.
But then he noticed that Zhou Xiaoke hadn't followed. He turned around and saw Zhou Xiaoke still sitting in front of the deformed car, looking somewhat aggrieved.
"Brother Feng, I can't walk anymore, please carry me..."
Ye Feng hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward, bent down, and picked the other person up.
Zhou Xiaoke blushed instantly, stretched out an arm, and wrapped it around the other person's neck.
Even at close range, you can smell the alluring fragrance emanating from the other person.
Looking down, a glimpse of a fair and deep cleavage was revealed deep within the other person's collar, tightly bound by clothing, causing one's heart to race.
Fortunately, Ye Feng quickly looked away, picked up Zhou Xiaoke, and strode forward.
Zheng Lu followed closely behind, her eyes filled with envy as she looked at Zhou Xiaoke, who was lying gently in Ye Feng's arms.
Ye Feng temporarily settled Zhou Xiaoke at his sister Wushuang's place. Coincidentally, his father Ye Xuan was also there, wearing an apron and barbecuing in the kitchen.
The enticing aroma of roasted meat wafted out from the kitchen.
Ye Wushuang was busy cleaning in the living room.
This heartwarming scene evoked a sense of home.
Only when the mother is included can it be considered a complete family.
Ye Feng secretly vowed to find his mother no matter what.
To reunite the family.
Ye Wushuang was overjoyed by the arrival of her brother, Zhou Xiaoke, and Zheng Lu.
"Xiao Ke, what's wrong?"
"How did you get hurt?"
Ye Wushuang quickly found some alcohol, iodine, and gauze to disinfect and bandage her wound.
"Wushuang, I'm fine."
Zhou Xiaoke didn't hide anything and recounted everything that had happened.
On the way, Ye Feng gave Zhou Xiaoke a Qi-Nourishing Pill.
At this point, the internal injuries had already healed, leaving only some superficial wounds that hadn't healed, but there was nothing seriously wrong with him anymore.
After hearing this, Ye Wushuang felt a wave of fear.
"Luckily, my brother arrived in time."
"But that Professor Wang, who was a beast in human form, I heard he harmed many girls. He deserved to die."
"Some professors in universities today may appear well-dressed and respectable on the surface, but they are actually worse than beasts."
Zhou Xiaoke joined in the吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for complaining/criticizing).
After dinner, the two girls chattered and laughed in the living room.
Ye Xuan then called his son to the balcony, where it was much quieter.
"Dad, how's the construction of the protective magic array going lately?"
The Dragon Lord entrusted Ye Xuan with the overall responsibility for this massive project.
The Eastern Martial Arts Alliance fully cooperated.
Nearly twenty top martial artists from various countries devoted themselves to the construction of the magic array.
Everyone knew in their hearts that their time was running out.
The demons could launch a fierce attack at any time.
To better protect their families, everyone has no other choice.
Ye Xuan gripped the railing, gazing at the bustling city below, and spoke solemnly.
"Such a massive project cannot be completed in a day or two; currently, less than a third of it has been built."
"According to reports from our colleagues in charge of frontline operations, signs of the demon race have been detected, and many of our men have died."
"I think that in the near future, the demon race is very likely to launch a large-scale invasion."
Ye Xuan was somewhat worried.
The overall combat capability of the demon race far surpasses that of the human race.
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