() The wind was chilling and inexplicably tightened: "What to do?" ”

"What are you afraid of?" Zi Ye suddenly sneered, "You dare to come to the young master and me to rob the divine beast, and now you don't dare to come over......"

"Young master, I'm afraid of you?" Feng Yihan pursed his lips and smiled disdainfully, and walked slowly: "What a joke......"

Proudly walked in front of Ziye, and cocked his chin arrogantly: "What are you doing shouting young master?" ”

Ziye's lips suddenly bloomed with a weird smile, "Beat you ......"

"Ah......h

Before Feng Yihan could understand what was going on, Ziye's fist had already hit his nose, lips and teeth at a gallop.

"Oops" In the muffled scream, Feng Yihan suddenly covered his cheeks and fell down screaming.

Looking at his blood-spattered appearance, I am afraid that even if he wants to reveal his identity at this time, he can no longer speak.

Seeing the wind and cold suffering, his subordinates were naturally not to be outdone, and rushed forward with a shout.

The iron rod in the hand of the knife suddenly swept over with the power of thousands of troops, and with just one move, it instantly knocked the receiver away.

Zi Ye didn't expect a knife to have such brute force, and immediately clapped his hands, his eyes squinted at the wind on the ground, and he picked him up.

"See, young master, I'm here, one person beats you all...... Direct Spike...... Are you convinced? ”

Feng Yihan whimpered and wanted to say something, but was hit in the nose by Ziye's fist again.

"Oops...... Do you dare to disagree with ......"

Feng Yihan let out another muffled scream, covering his nose with one hand, and signaling Ziye to stop with the other.

As if she were in no sight, Purple Night punched him in the nose again.

"I'll fuck your sister's...... You still want to fight back......"

Three punches in a row, all of them fell in the same position, where did the wind and cold still endure, and he didn't even hum at the moment, so he tilted his head and fainted.

"I'll ...... You can't help but beat ......" Zi Ye was suddenly discouraged, and his fist was raised again: "If you pretend to be ...... again, I will really fight"

Before she could pretend to drop her fist, she suddenly noticed a swift wind coming towards her, knocking her unsuspecting into the air.

"Bang ......"

Zi Ye fell heavily to the ground as if in free fall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly with a sweet mouthful.

"Young Master......"

The family of the Purple Mansion screamed and stepped forward to help Ziye up, but she gently pushed her away.

In the distance, Feng Yihan had been handed over to the two black-clothed men by a man in green clothes, who seemed to be aware of Ziye's gaze, and his eyes seemed to look at him inadvertently.

"Young man, get along and be forgiving...... Don't bully people, and don't kill them all like this......"

"Forgiving and forgiving?" Zi Ye suddenly sneered: "He came to rob my spirit beast, why don't you say that he is bullying others?" Don't kill them all...... If I wanted to kill the young master, I would have slapped him to death a long time ago......"

"What a sharp mouth...... The eyes of the man in Tsing Yi have obviously burst out with anger: "If you hurt someone, you dare to use strong words here......"

"Joke...... It's you who are ...... to be reasonable" Zi Ye directly ignored the anger in his eyes: "You knocked on my door in the middle of the night and wanted to snatch something from my house, and now you actually say that mine is not ...... What do you think you are, and you are pretending to be fair and righteous here......".

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