Oh shit!
Feng Qingyang could not bear such humiliation, so he waved his hand and wanted to teach Ye Feng a lesson.
Unexpectedly, the hand that had just been raised was firmly fixed by a peony.
"peony?"
Feng Qingyang spoke with doubt, his eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement.
A beautiful and charming woman walked out from the void and leaned in Ye Feng's arms.
Feng Qingyang's excited heart turned cold in an instant, and the hand he stretched out to say hello froze in mid-air.
"Peony...you! You actually gave yourself to a kid in the late Foundation Establishment stage?!"
He suppressed his anger and stared at Ye Feng, gritting his teeth.
Ye Feng was not happy about this and quickly counterattacked:
"Uncle, don't talk nonsense. What do you mean by committing yourself to a child? Mudan is overwhelmed by my charm and we are in love!"
“Besides, I’m not small at all.”
Ye Fengxu clenched his fist and shook it in front of Feng Qingyang, his eyes full of pride and showing off.
“You, you, you…”
Feng Qingyang was so angry that he couldn't speak. How could he not understand what Ye Feng meant?
There is absolutely no such size in the world, absolutely not!
He doesn't believe it!
"Mudan, I've been pursuing you for so many years, but you haven't moved me. Why would you commit yourself to someone in the Foundation Establishment Stage?"
Feng Qingyang covered his chest, wondering where he lost. In terms of strength, he was a Mahayana swordsman and could fight against Du Jie!
In terms of status, he is the leader of swordsmanship in the southern region and the leader of sword practitioners!
What makes this kid named Ye so special?
What strength does he have!
"You are in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but you can't beat someone in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment. Why do you think that is?"
Mudan's words were like a knife stabbing into Feng Qingyang's heart.
Although it is true, it is too hurtful.
Ye Feng was watching from the side, he didn't expect that the two of them had such a story.
It seems that Feng Qingyang is an old bootlicker. All bootlickers deserve to die!
"Master Feng, let's not talk about this for now. Let's talk about the conditions between us first."
Ye Feng interrupted Feng Qingyang who was about to continue speaking and asked him to fulfill his promise.
But Feng Qingyang now has no time to pay attention to Ye Feng. He wishes he could replace Ye Feng and hold Mudan in his arms.
"Apart from anything else, you drank so much of my good wine, this matter is not over yet!"
Feng Qingyang had not intended to bring up this matter now, but he became angry when he saw Ye Feng hugging Mudan.
This was a scene he had never dreamed of. Maybe Ye Feng had already stood up and kicked...
Thinking of this, he wanted to tear Ye Feng into two halves to vent his anger!
"You can't blame me for this. Your precious apprentice took it out. How can you blame me for this? I think you are really old and confused!"
Ye Feng will not indulge Feng Qingyang and give him face. Could it be that he has become senile and confused?
Feng Qingyang opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't utter a word. He could only say harshly:
"What do you want? Tell me now!"
He stared at Ye Feng fiercely, as if the two of them had a grudge against each other for stealing his wife.
"I will soon be dealing with the aristocratic forces in the central region, led by the Lu family. I want you to call on the sword sects in the entire southern region to help me!"
"You're crazy! Not to mention how powerful the Lin family is behind the Lu family, the fact that the Lu family was entrusted with the important task of guarding the central region by the Lin family shows how powerful they are. You simply cannot fathom!"
Feng Qingyang looked at Ye Feng as if he were a madman. Crazy, really crazy!
Even if he used all the power of the southern sword sects to deal with the Lu family, he would probably not be able to shake it in the slightest.
Unless all the sword sects in China are integrated, perhaps the Lu family can be suppressed, but this is simply unrealistic.
Ye Feng laughed, his eyes showing extremely strong confidence:
"The Lin family has no time to intervene, and I won't rely solely on your Sword Sect. Other forces will also assist. I want to bring the central region under my command!"
There was a strong desire in his eyes, an ambition to conquer everything.
Madman, this is Feng Qingyang's evaluation of Ye Feng.
Doing so is actually shaking the division of power among the four major families in China, and the balance that has been achieved with great difficulty will turn into nothingness in an instant!
The world of immortal cultivation will surely be plunged into a bloody storm again, with countless lives being lost!
"I won't do it. This request is absolutely unacceptable. It will destroy the stability of the entire cultivation world."
Feng Qingyang resolutely refused, he didn't want to become a sinner in history.
"No, my Ye family will stabilize everything. I only need to control the central region."
Ye Feng smiled.
Feng Qingyang stared at Ye Feng with eyes wide open. The Ye family, it was actually the Ye family. No wonder...
If it were the Ye family, this could indeed be done.
"I agree, but you must ensure that the world of immortal cultivation remains in order! This is my bottom line!"
"Don't worry about my character. Whether the world is in chaos or not is up to me. If I don't let him cause chaos, there will be no chaos."
Ye Feng was bragging, but the Ye family was backing him up anyway, so he had no reason to panic.
Feng Qingyang rolled his eyes. Character, this kid still has character?
He even suspected that Jiandao Stone's lack of reaction was part of his calculations, using Mo Qingyi to pique his interest and induce him to take action.
How can we talk about the character of such a person?
Oh my god, this is really weird!
Every step was within his calculations, what a sinister man.
"It's a pleasure to work with you. After I unify the central region, I will bring you unimaginable benefits."
Ye Feng smiled and stretched out his hand.
Feng Qingyang cursed the little fox in his heart, but still had a smile on his face and stretched out his hand:
“It’s a pleasure to work with you!”
He took a deep breath, and now he could vaguely guess the identity of the person in front of him.
The young master of the Ye family, Ye Feng, the mysterious young master in Kyoto.
No wonder, no wonder Mudan would commit herself to him...
Feng Qingyang raised his hand to carry Mo Qingyi, wanting to leave this sad place, but unexpectedly Ye Feng suddenly stopped him.
"What else do you want?"
"I'll eat a melon!"
Facing Feng Qingyang's doubtful eyes, Ye Feng expressed his doubts:
"What is your relationship with Fang Luzhu of the Hehuan Sect? She clearly doesn't have the strength of a Mahayana, but Mo Qingyi said she could defeat you. I don't believe there's something fishy going on."
Feng Qingyang's expression froze. Does the young master of the Ye family still care about this?
Then he sighed:
"My ex-wife, I'm too romantic, she wants to kill me. I betrayed her, so I have to let her win."
Ye Feng widened his eyes. Is it so exciting?
Doesn’t the Hehuan Sect only have widows but no divorces?
It's good to be strong. After playing, you can run away with your pants. People want to become widows on their own initiative but find that they can't beat them at all.
"Then you're still thinking about my Peony, you're such an old scumbag!"
Ye Feng raised his middle finger. He was so shameless at old age. He was eating from his bowl but still thinking about what was in the pot.
Wait, Fang Yinmeng, Fang Luzhu, mother and daughter...
In the Hehuan Sect, one woman cannot serve two men...
He seemed to have discovered something incredible. Could it be that Fang Yinmeng was the daughter of this old scumbag?
He swallowed and patted Feng Qingyang on the shoulder:
"Master Feng, you don't have a daughter with your ex-wife, do you?"
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