Ye Feng is boring, yes, he is boring.
Since the reinforcements arrived, the border is now strong in both men and horses. Not only has it blocked the attacks from both the demons and the Chi tribes, it even has a tendency to fight back.
Ye Feng didn't even need to go to the battlefield. He just lay on the city wall at the border to bask in the sun every day, fighting at night and relaxing during the day.
As for fighting with the demons or the Chi tribe, he had no interest in it. After all, they had to fight during the day and at night, and it was a bit tiring to fight all day.
He is not needed on the front line, so he can only enjoy life here and collect rent everywhere.
The task of collecting corpses from the aristocratic family was also taken over by his people. It can be said that now on the battlefield, one can only control one's own corpse while alive, and Ye Feng has the final say on what happens after death.
Ye Feng found a theater in a border town, found an empty space, and lay comfortably on a chair.
"Bashi"
The play being performed on the stage was Farewell My Concubine, a very good drama, but unfortunately, Ye Feng could not appreciate it.
The theater is filled with the roar of gongs and drums, but sleeping here always gives me a sense of leisure in the midst of busy life.
Ye Feng soon fell into a deep sleep, lying quietly on the chair, completely out of tune with the noisy environment around him.
Even the cheers from the audience nearby did not alarm Ye Feng.
A man wearing a straw hat walked in and looked at the performance on the stage with some surprise, as if he had never seen such a scene before.
He found a place to sit down, which happened to be next to Ye Feng.
However, this person was so engrossed in listening to the opera that he did not notice that there was a seemingly out-of-place presence like Ye Feng in the theater.
As the sky grew darker, the people in the theater gradually dispersed. They were all ordinary people who needed three meals a day.
The lights on the stage gradually went out and the troupe went off work. The nights at the border were really cold for these ordinary people.
The man wore a straw hat and had a look of reluctance on his face, but the show was over.
Only then did he notice Ye Feng lying on the recliner next to him. Ye Feng had not woken up yet and was just lying on the recliner.
The man's lips trembled and he stammered:
"Heaven...Zun"
Ye Feng seemed to have noticed something and slowly opened his eyes. Just a faint glance made the straw hat man panic, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.
Ye Feng's eyes fell fixed on the man in the straw hat. He was a young man, but his clothes were a bit tattered.
"Are you okay?"
"No, I just think you look like an old friend of mine."
The straw hat man spoke in a daze, and his mood calmed down a little. Ye Feng seemed not to recognize him.
So, it shouldn't be Tianzun.
"Is that so?"
Ye Feng frowned slightly. Old friend, look-alike. The first person that came to his mind was Tianzun.
But the person in front of him didn't look very old and didn't have any special skills. He seemed like an ordinary person.
But Ye Feng had a strange feeling that the man in the straw hat in front of him was definitely not simple.
Because the straw hat man is too ordinary, extremely ordinary, the kind that if you see him standing in a crowd, you would subconsciously ignore him.
Even if I look at him a few more times, I won't remember what he looks like.
But it was this feeling that made Ye Feng feel very strange.
"I wonder which old friend of yours I am in your opinion?" Ye Feng asked.
The straw hat man just shook his head:
"I can't speak, but may I ask if your surname is Ye?"
"Do you know him?"
Ye Feng was a little surprised. Could it be that this person really knew him?
The man in the straw hat just shook his head, already having come up with an idea in his mind:
"My name is Jin Chengri. I wonder if Master Ye would be willing to go for a walk with me outside?"
Ye Feng listened to Jin Chengri's words and agreed happily:
"OK"
He was just bored, and if this guy was really an old friend of Tianzun, maybe he could get to know him.
As for the safety issue, that's a joke. After all, he has two emperors guarding him.
Even if the ancient emperor wanted to kill Jin Chengri, it would not be so easy.
Kim Il-sung looked at Ye Feng as he walked. He looked like her, really like her.
It's exactly the same!
If there had not been any confirmed news that Tianzun was dead, he would really have thought that the person standing here was Tianzun himself.
"You're looking at me so secretly, do you think I look like an old friend of yours?"
Ye Feng suddenly turned around and looked at Jin Chengri. Jin Chengri's heart suddenly sank. This was exactly the same meaningful look that Tianzun had given him at that time.
Jin Chengri couldn't help but take a few steps back. Looking at Ye Feng's meaningful eyes, he knew that he had lost his composure.
Then he coughed twice and said, "It's so similar. I thought my friend was alive."
"hehe"
Ye Feng sneered twice, then looked at Jin Chengri:
"Actually, someone said I look a lot like someone. Their name seems to be... Tianzun!"
When the name Tianzun came out of Ye Feng's mouth, Jin Chengri couldn't help but fall to the ground, looking at Ye Feng with horror in his eyes.
At this moment, he seemed to really see the man come back to life. The Tianzun who slaughtered half of their Chijie clan members had returned.
"The friend you are talking about is not Tianzun, is he?"
Ye Feng suddenly smiled and looked at Jin Chengri meaningfully. This guy is not honest!
"And judging from your reaction, you and Tianzun are not friends."
Jin Chengri stood up and patted the snowflakes on his clothes. He didn't expect that he, a great emperor, would be scared by such a little kid.
It's so embarrassing.
"It's true that we can't be considered friends, but I can also be basically sure that you are not Tianzun."
A hint of confidence appeared on Jin Chengri's face. If it was Tianzun, the God of Killing, he would probably see through his true identity at a glance and then chop him in half with his sword.
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Jin Chengri with a strange look. This man was really weird.
Now it's confirmed.
"Just because I didn't recognize you? Is it possible that you're too insignificant, so I didn't think it was necessary to recognize you?"
Ye Feng's faint voice was like a sharp knife stabbing into Jin Chengri's heart.
Jin Chengri immediately realized that Ye Feng was deliberately provoking him.
He took a deep breath and stopped looking at Ye Feng. For some reason, looking at Ye Feng's face always gave him a sense of oppression as if he was facing the Supreme God.
This made him feel uncomfortable all over, and he was muttering to himself, how could there be two people in this world who are so similar? This is simply against common sense.
"Young Master Ye, let's stop joking. I don't really care why you look so much like Tian Zun. I'm only here for you."
Kim Il-sung's words startled Ye Feng for a moment, and then he looked at Kim Il-sung thoughtfully:
"Come for me?"
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