Under the guidance of Huang Tianjiao, Ye Fei walked through the five-fold courtyard and came to the Fengbo Pavilion in the back mountain.

The pavilion is set up near the cliff, almost half suspended in the air, the foot is the surging river, the wind is very strong, the water is very urgent, giving people the feeling that the sky is high and the clouds are wide.

At this moment, in the pavilion of more than ten square meters, there is a white middle-aged man, who is dressed in white clothes and black hat as always, giving people a sense of femininity.

He sat on a stone bench with a zither in front of him.

On both sides of the pavilion, there were several men and women in gorgeous clothes, all of them respectfully, either guards or cronies.

At the same time, Ye Fei found that in the dark places of the back garden, there were a lot of strong people's breath, and there were obviously many secret guards.

Seeing the white man, Huang Tianjiao stepped forward:

"Huang Tianjiao has seen the president. ”

She tried her best to calm her tone, but her voice was still shaking uncontrollably, in addition to the human head in her hand, there was also the coercion of the nine thousand years old.

Jiuqiansui didn't make a sound, just stretched out his white fingers and gently stroked the guzheng in front of him.

"Zheng—"

A sharp string sound went straight into Ye Fei's ears, and the whole person of the nine thousand years old instantly became fierce.

The entire Fengbo Pavilion also seemed to be full of cold murderous intent because of his zither sound, which made Huang Tianjiao and a few relatives tremble fiercely.

"When the sun lives, the earth burns, and the heavens and the earth are dizzy. ”

Broken wood bridge, burning fire, sighing for the remnants. ”

"There is no end to the yellow sand, no end to the head, and there will be no defeat for the remnants of the army. ”

As the tune of "Ambush on All Sides" continued to sound, the airflow continued to pour into the Fengbo Pavilion, making the air in the pavilion invisibly cold for two minutes.

The nine-thousand-year-old white clothes are fluttering, his long hair is untied and scattered in the wind, and a miserable white face looms between the floating hair.

And his eyes are like the stars in the night sky, with endless killing and indifference.

"The bleak frost wind listens to it at night, the starlight and the moon fly into the sky, the pipa is rushing to the golden song, and the sky is full of drums. ”

"Ambush and imprison Xiang Yu on all sides, and finally fight a hundred battles against the overlord soldiers, stop the boat and do not cross the fisherman sighing, and he is a hero in life and a hero. ”

The nine-thousand-year-old moves faster and faster, and pierces the heart more and more.

Each finger seems to be playing the drumbeat of the breath of heaven and earth.

Huang Tianjiao's faces became more and more pale, and the sweat on her foreheads became more and more, and finally she couldn't stop closing her eyes, looking indescribably uncomfortable.

Ye Fei also seemed to be on a bloody battlefield, his comrades, lovers, and war horses all died, and he was at the end of his rope.

It's better to steal a life, it's better to draw a knife......

Ye Fei's mind kept soaring thoughts, his emotions were constantly controlled by the guzheng, and an indescribable sadness permeated his heart.

Never surrender, never kneel!

Life is a hero, death is also a ghost!

Kill yourself, kill yourself, a voice in my heart is shouting.

"Ding—"

Ye Fei uncontrollably flashed out the fish intestine sword.

That sharpness made his bloodthirsty heart even hotter.

But the coldness of the sword body also shocked Ye Fei's heart, and the emotions that he gradually indulged in were suddenly awakened.

He suddenly felt that he had fallen into an extreme danger before he knew it.

"Ding—"

"Ding...... Dingding ......"

At this moment, the nine-thousand-year-old fingers changed, the fingertips plucked faster, and the strings jumped sharply.

The sound of gold, drums, swords and crossbows, shouts, and the sound of people and horses shooting out from their fingertips like a rainbow.

Camp!

Blow!

Points!

Line up!

War!

On the last beat, the nine thousand years old picked the string with one finger and stroked the finger.

A fallen leaf shattered instantly, and then shot towards Ye Fei wrapped in air.

Fast and ruthless, like a flying sword.

Huang Tianjiao and the others gave birth to a kind of despair that could not breathe, and they couldn't help but be horrified.

Ye Fei had already regained his clarity, and when he saw this, he let out a low sigh, took a step forward, and the fish intestines slammed forward.

"Bang-"

Ye Fei's slash was directly in the middle of the broken leaves.

There was a muffled sound, and most of the broken leaves were scattered.

It's just that Ye Fei was also shocked back a few steps, his clothes were flying, hunting sounded, and his face turned pale.

The momentum of the remaining broken leaves continued unabated, turning into a thin needle and shooting towards Ye Fei.

"Bang-"

Ye Fei didn't hesitate to slash out another sword.

There was another muffled sound, and the air flow wrapped in the broken leaves completely shattered, turning into a pile of powder and falling to the ground.

Ye Fei stopped.

His blood was rolling, and he almost vomited blood, but he still held back.

"Ding!"

At this moment, Jiuqiansushi withdrew his finger, and all the battle intent and killing intent dissipated instantly.

The whole storm pavilion is calm again.

Huang Tianjiao and the others also woke up from the illusion, opened their eyes and looked at the two blankly.

They had absolutely no idea what was going on.

"Not bad. ”

Nine thousand years old raised his head and looked at Ye Fei with a soft smile:

"Although I have received some help, but my heart is as strong as perseverance, it is no wonder that my skills have reached such a height at such a young age. ”

"Ye Fei, I am really looking forward to your future achievements. ”

He did not hide his love for Ye Fei at all.

Several cronies were shocked when they saw this, they never thought that the nine thousand years old had such high hopes for Ye Fei and were so spoiled.

You must know that after 300,000 children of the Wumeng, there are all kinds of young talents, and there is no shortage of both civil and military talents, but no one has ever made 9,000 years old look high.

The top ten Tianjiao every year, such as a talented child like Xue Ruyi, are only nine thousand years old, and the word 'good' is not salty or light.

They couldn't help but re-examine Ye Fei.

Huang Tianjiao was even more confused, thinking that after meeting, the nine thousand years old would punish Ye Fei, at least scolding, but who knew that his face was full of appreciation.

Ye Fei calmed down and said, "Thank you, President, for your approval." ”

Nine thousand years old picked up a cup of tea: "How is the preparation of Nanling?"

Ye Fei looked at the nine thousand years old: "Half of it is solved, and it will soon be able to clean up all the mess." ”

Nine thousand years old smiled softly:

"You haven't even left Zhonghai, how did you solve half of it?"

He got up and put the teacup in Ye Fei's hand, and reached out to flick off the blood stains on his collar.

"I killed Nangong Xiong's family. ”

Ye Fei's tone was calm:

"Without this person who stabbed him in the back, the Nanling endgame is not worth mentioning at all. ”

As soon as the words came out, the faces of several cronies changed drastically, and they looked at Ye Fei in disbelief, as well as the head he had thrown next to him.

It was Nangong Xiong.

They never thought that half an hour ago, Nangong Xiong, who was still talking and laughing with them, was in a different place at this moment.

No wonder Ye Fei was able to win the favor of nine thousand years old, how similar that ruthless and vicious thing was.

"Good. ”

Nine thousand years old stared at Ye Fei and smiled: "I'm waiting for the news of your superiority in Longdu." ”

He didn't even look at Nangong Xiong, and he didn't care about his death, as if it was just a dog.

Ye Fei's expression was firm: "I must not disappoint the president." ”

However, before he finished speaking, he subconsciously stopped.

Ye Fei looked at the way he came.

Nine thousand years old also smiled faintly:

"I didn't expect it to be so late, and there were distinguished guests visiting. ”

When the words fell, the figure flickered, and countless children of the Martial League appeared from the darkness.

At the same time, a powerful momentum came from not far away, enveloping everyone in the pavilion.

An old man in gray carrying a red sword came into Ye Fei's field of vision.

"Ye Fei, come out and die!"