When you are in doubt, you can ask Chun Gong; if Chun Gong doesn’t say anything, just spur on the horse and whip it!
Ye Feng was playing poker with Mudan, and he had an A...
"Ye Feng!"
Xi Yurong's voice came from outside the door. Ye Feng woke up suddenly and looked around. It turned out to be a dream!
"Let's just play poker, why did you spill your drink?"
"Oh, just dry the quilt later. Xi Yurong is here. I'm leaving now. I'll play poker with you next time!"
…
"what?"
Ye Feng put on his clothes, opened the door, and looked unsatisfied.
Xi Yurong smelled a strong and special smell. Without thinking much, she quickly told what had just happened.
"What? The Lushan Sword Immortal is going to hold a sword conference to help sword cultivators all over the world rebuild their Dao hearts? What happened? Why would a sword cultivator's Dao heart be shattered?"
Ye Feng exclaimed in surprise, this world of immortal cultivation is really bizarre, with so many sword cultivators having their hearts broken.
Xi Yurong rolled her eyes. According to the information she had received, wasn't this definitely done by Ye Feng?
These two sword techniques have become a hurdle that contemporary sword cultivators cannot overcome...
Seeing Ye Feng looking like he deserved a beating, Xi Yurong felt helpless...
what can I say?
"Let's go have some fun. It just so happens that the Lushan Sword Immortal is Daoist Mo's master, so I can just return Daoist Mo's great sword to him."
Ye Feng talked to himself, then sighed softly.
Ever since he used Fellow Daoist Mo's great sword, he threw the sword embryo made from the tree demon's heart into the ancient black gold ring that day.
He is the eldest son of the Ye family, but he actually uses a wooden sword. Those who don’t know him would think that he can’t afford a good sword.
"Please arrange your itinerary and go to Xijiang Province."
Ye Feng yawned, intending to continue to finish his beautiful dream.
Xi Yurong looked at the bright sunshine outside the window. Is Ye Feng taking a nap?
Forget about him. She still has to prepare for the trip. The strong woman has been forced to become a secretary.
The secretary does it when there is something to do, and the *** does it when there is nothing to do.
…
"Disciple, after this sword competition, come down the mountain and practice your Red Dust Sword Intent!"
Feng Qingyang stopped Mo Qingyi who wanted to go down the mountain.
Mo Qingyi said helplessly:
"Master, I'm really fine. Your disciple is not intolerant of people who are better than himself. Fellow Daoist Ye is so strong, so I will take him as an example and work hard to surpass him!"
When talking about surpassing Ye Feng, Mo Qingyi's eyes lit up. That was the good man who took him to see the nightlife of the world.
Ye Feng is the nightmare of others, but he is his guiding light. A person at the pinnacle of kendo must be lonely.
But if there are two of them, then it would be a joy in the world, with a pot of wine and a sword, and the two of them holding hands to venture into the world of immortal cultivation!
Feng Qingyang was not stupid, and he was still worried, so he made up a story:
"Qingyi, your fellow Daoist Ye will also appear at this Kendo Conference."
Does he know Ye Feng?
The answer is no. The entire sword sect is looking for that genius and wants to recruit him as a disciple.
But I have never heard of any force accepting it or publicizing the talents of its disciples.
This puzzled him greatly. In the vast world of immortal cultivation, he had never heard of such a person before. This was simply unbelievable, an unknown genius...
Mo Qingyi was overjoyed when he heard this. If Fellow Daoist Ye was coming, then why would he go down the mountain?
After that, he followed Ye Feng down the mountain, experienced the mundane world, and practiced swordsmanship, which was a wonderful thing.
"Then I will wait on the mountain for Fellow Daoist Ye to come and have him return the sword to me!"
After saying this, Mo Qingyi returned to his room and began to practice diligently.
When Fellow Daoist Ye comes, he will definitely have a satisfying sword fight with him!
Feng Qingyang shook his head helplessly. This child is obviously a boy, so why is he so concerned about boys?
Back then, he was also a romantic swordsman, surrounded by beauties... The past is too painful to recall!
The sword dances lightly in the moonlight, and the Taoist heart is firm and the rhythm is long.
The journey of cultivation is long but the love is hard to resist, the ambition of the scholar is lofty and proud of himself.
The wind caresses the tip of the sword, stirring emotions; the flowing waves express melancholy.
The love is hard to forget, and time passes by but I still recall the past.
Feng Qingyang shook his head and murmured these lines of poetry softly.
A faint sigh:
"It's not like a young boy's journey!"
…
On a private plane
Ye Feng lay lazily on the soft big bed, Xi Yurong squatted beside him, wanting to pull his clothes off to see what he was wearing underneath.
How could Ye Feng let her have her wish? This woman wanted to take off his clothes the first time they met, so he had to be on guard.
Xi Yurong was a little depressed. Wasn’t this guy so good at sleeping before?
Why are you lying there instead of sleeping now?
"Stop looking at me like a nagging woman, okay?"
Ye Feng turned over and looked at Xi Yurong, and their eyes met.
Xi Yurong stood up and was about to reach out to forcibly pull Ye Feng's clothes off, but her hand stopped in mid-air and did not move.
Their identities are different now. Before, when he didn't know that Ye Feng was the young master of the Ye family, he dared to pull off his clothes.
Now, she is just working for the Ye family, while Ye Feng is the young master of the Ye family, and their statuses are very different.
After the plane stopped, Xi Yurong returned to her usual cold and serious look.
"It's boring."
Ye Feng was tidying up his clothes. This woman seemed to have delusions and even said she was misogynistic. Was she kidding?
As long as he is not paying attention, this woman can strip off his clothes!
A terrible woman, but I'm used to seeing her at work. She's not bad at being a secretary.
It's a pity that he doesn't know how to use unspoken rules. This secretary wears black stockings every day to seduce him, but he is still too upright!
"What on earth did Ye Nanxing, that old man, ask me to come here to find an old man? He didn't even tell me what the old man's characteristics were. How can I find him?"
Ye Feng took Xi Yurong to the hotel and stood in front of the window, complaining.
Ye Nanxing didn't know from where he knew that he was coming to Lushan, and actually asked him to find an old man.
He also talked about how it could bring him incomparable benefits, which made him confused.
Ye Nanxing, that old man, was trustworthy and had always been thinking about him. He had a vague idea of what he was planning...
"It is unknown in the mountains, where the clouds flow under the water."
Ye Nanxing only told him this, but when he asked further, he said that was all the information.
"The Kendo Tournament is still a few days away, so I'll slowly search in Lushan."
Ye Feng muttered to himself helplessly, "I'll try my best to find it. There won't be any other activities these days anyway."
Just treat it as a way to relax.
"When will my sword arrive?"
Ye Feng wailed, how could he be a swordsman without a sword.
He had to return the big sword to Mo Qingyi immediately, as he didn't even have a suitable sword on him.
I looked for Mudan, but she didn't know either, and there was no movement from the Ye family...
Xi Yurong looked at Ye Feng who was talking nonsense, held her forehead and sighed, is this really her husband?
How embarrassing...
At this moment, her resolute heart couldn't help but waver, but are there two people exactly alike in this world?
Ye Feng turned his head and stretched:
"Just stay here. I'm going out for a walk. I don't need you to follow me!"
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