Ye Ming hugged Feng Yi and walked slowly. Feng Yi finally felt a little strange in his heart. Was this action a little too intimate?
Although their relationship had improved significantly after experiencing life and death, it wasn't this good, was it? He coughed and asked, "If we keep going this way, how long will it take?"
Ye Ming pondered for a moment what "Monkey Year, Horse Month" meant. Maybe it meant it would take a long time to go?
But he didn't ask, he just stopped and said, "Then your eyesight is not convenient, wouldn't it be slower for you to walk by yourself?"
"You won't carry me!" Feng Yi said righteously.
Ye Ming's lips curled up into a barely perceptible smile, and he said, "Okay then."
Then, without hesitation, he threw the stick in Feng Yi's hand into the storage ring, bent down, picked Feng Yi up on his back, used his body skills, and quickly rushed into the city.
Feng Yi closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of Ye Ming's back against his chest. Ah, this familiar feeling, why did he feel sleepy again? Could it be that habit becomes nature?
I don't know how long it took, but Ye Ming's voice came: "We're here."
Feng Yi opened his eyes in a daze. Although he couldn't see anything, he still replied, "We're here so soon?"
After saying that, he yawned loudly on Ye Ming's back, then jumped down and said excitedly: "Let's go, Ye Ming, I'm going to eat the whole city today, hurry up, I can't wait!"
Seeing this, Ye Ming shook his head slightly. He really didn't expect Feng Yi to be like this. How should he put it? Is he a somewhat cute person?
Although Feng Yi shouted loudly, he still knew his own limitations and knew that if he was blind he couldn't see the road.
So he stretched out his hand towards Ye Ming. Ye Ming was stunned. Just as he was about to raise his hand, he heard Feng Yi say: "Give me back my stick, otherwise how can I leave?"
Ye Ming's face suddenly turned dark. One really shouldn't be so self-indulgent!
But he still reached out and grasped Feng Yi's wrist, saying, "There are many people in the city. What if you hit someone with that stick?"
This time, it was Feng Yi's turn to be stunned. What was going on? Not returning my stick was one thing, but he was also trying to lead me away? Wasn't this plot development a bit off?
Feng Yi struggled a little, but found it was useless, so he whispered: "Well, I should be able to use a little spiritual energy now, you don't have to..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ye Ming: "No, using spiritual energy now will not be conducive to your recovery."
Ye Ming spoke as he pulled Feng Yi forward.
The system started nagging in my head again: "Look at this, look at this, this Ye Ming is definitely up to no good! He doesn't allow you to use your spiritual power and has brought you to this remote mountain village. Is he planning to sell you off?"
"Xiao Huan, can you be so imaginative?"
"It's not that I have a rich imagination, there are so many evil and lascivious cultivators in this world. Feng Yi, you are so beautiful, there must be someone who will pay a high price to buy you!"
"Stop, stop, stop, this is getting more and more outrageous!"
Feng Yi ignored Xiao Huan who was still nagging. Just like that, Ye Ming took Feng Yi's wrist and paraded around the city. The two men with extraordinary temperament attracted the attention of countless people.
Finally arriving at the restaurant, Feng Yi could smell the aroma of food and couldn't wait any longer. He said to Ye Ming, "Hurry up and order more food, and a pot of good wine."
Ye Ming smiled slightly and pulled him to a window seat on the second floor. He then ordered a number of dishes and a pot of the hotel's best wine, saying, "Drink less today. Your injury hasn't healed yet."
Feng Yi, who was sitting opposite, nodded immediately, saying, "It's good that I'm not allowed to drink! What else do you want?"
The food and wine were all served. Feng Yi fumbled to pick up the wine glass. Ye Ming tactfully filled it up for him. Feng Yi sniffed the wine, took a sip, and then smacked his lips and said, "This is far inferior to the wine in the sect."
Hearing this, Ye Ming said unhappily: "Be content and eat your food quickly."
Then Ye Ming skillfully peeled the skin and bones of the cooked spirit beast and piled it into Feng Yi's bowl. Ye Ming had lived a hard life before, so this kind of work was easy for him.
Feng Yi skillfully held the chopsticks and put food into his mouth one bite at a time. Although he couldn't see, it couldn't stop him from eating and drinking.
Seeing Feng Yi eating so happily, Ye Ming actually felt a little hungry and started eating with him.
The two of them ate in silence. Feng Yi ate most of the time without stopping, while Ye Ming stared at him intently, occasionally putting some food into his mouth. Only when Feng Yi slowed down his mouth did the two of them have time to talk for a while.
"I've inquired about it. We won this sect battle. I didn't expect the sect leader to be so powerful." Ye Ming said to Feng Yi.
"Of course, every big boss has to hide some of his strength!" Feng Yi picked up the last glass of wine, took a sip, and felt extremely satisfied.
Ye Ming guessed that what the boss meant was probably the meaning of the powerful people in the sect. During the time he had been with Feng Yi, Ye Ming had become a little accustomed to the many strange words that came out of his mouth. He really didn't know where he heard them from.
Just as the two were about to leave after having a good meal and a few drinks, a group of people suddenly came upstairs in a menacing manner. Then a man with shifty eyes pointed at the window and said, "Look, sir, it's right there. Isn't he good-looking? He seems to be blind."
The man called Young Master looked at Feng Yi along his finger, his eyes suddenly filled with obscene colors, and said: "It looks good, and the blind man is even more exciting!"
"Why don't you hurry up and take him down? I can't wait any longer. The guy next to you is not my type, so I'll give him to you as a reward."
When the guests on the second floor saw this group of people coming up, they all hid away in panic, leaving only a few brave or well-connected people watching the fun.
Feng Yi couldn't see, but he heard what they said about the blind man, so he asked: "What's going on?"
Ye Ming, who was at a loss for words at this moment, sighed and said, "Someone has taken a fancy to you and wants to take you away by force."
Feng Yi was startled, raised his eyebrows randomly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Ye Ming's clothes twice, trying hard to pretend to be scared, and said tearfully: "I'm so scared, Brother Ye, please protect me!"
Ye Ming felt goose bumps all over his body and his hairs stood up, which resulted in several people who rushed up being blown away by Ye Ming's sleeve.
The so-called young master still didn't understand the situation. After watching Feng Yi's performance, his mouth was watering and he was shouting: "What are you still standing there for? Quickly tie him up for me. This little..."
He didn't say the next dirty words because his throat had been pierced by a chopstick. He made a hissing sound, grabbed a few times with his hands, and fell to the ground.
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