Chapter 0264 - Clothed in Blood and Fire

Seeing that Ling Feng didn't ask himself why, Yan Yulin took the initiative to ask Ling Feng without greeting.

"Why don't you ask me, why did you send out all the jade pendants at once?" Yan Yulin stared at Ling Feng with a very serious look.

"You naturally have your own reasoning, you are the master mother, you are in charge!" Ling Feng suddenly felt a little weak, as if he was a little afraid of confronting Yan Yulin's words.

Yan Yulin was speechless for a moment.

At this time, she wished that Ling Feng could contradict her, and even the two of them would have a heated debate, it was better than deliberately following her own intentions like this, so that she would feel very boring, and the reason why she wanted to say it with great interest before was instantly unspeakable.

Yan Yulin even felt a little strange about herself, why did she care so much about Ling Feng's words or not, but inexplicably, she was made very uncomfortable by Ling Feng's lukewarm emotions.

But Ling Feng didn't feel anything uncomfortable about Yan Yulin, in short, he had eaten a meal, and he wanted to escape immediately, find a quiet place to smooth his mind, and figure out what kind of thing he was for a while, and what he was.

Yan Yulin didn't feel that what he said was anything, but Ling Feng was very hurt, to be more precise, Ling Feng's previous worldview was accidentally pushed down by Yan Yulin.

"Study Cui Yu first, what you said is quite reasonable, why do you have to use the logic you chose me as an example, isn't it strange?" Ling Feng's mind involuntarily began to think in a direction that was unfavorable to him.

However, he thought about it, and suddenly felt that what Yan Yulin said was quite right, he should go to Cui Yu to talk, maybe he could really find a way to defeat Mrs. Jiang, as for the problem of feelings, it was really a mess, he couldn't figure it out, forget it.

"I've eaten, Chu Chu, let's go find Cui Yu together!" Ling Feng said as he pushed the dishes and got up to leave!

Yan Yulin couldn't help but feel a little gloomy in her heart, and said that what she said was completely in vain, but she nodded lightly, and actually sat at the table without moving.

As soon as Ling Feng saw that he was leaving, Yan Yulin didn't have a reaction to be a wife, and her heart suddenly became depressed, and she immediately flicked her sleeves and strode out.

Chu Chu, who was originally as sharp as a sword, suddenly glanced at Yan Yulin with pity when he followed Ling Feng out of the door, and looked like he wanted to say something, as if he wanted to persuade Yan Yulin.

When Yan Yulin saw this scene, she just turned her face away coldly, turned her back to the door, and pushed the table down with an angry palm, her originally charming eyes were suddenly full of anger, and tears flowed down at some point.

Walking out of the main courtyard of Ling Feng Yuan, Ling Feng walked away like a headless fly for a long time, and then he remembered that he didn't know where Cui Yu was now.

Immediately turned his face and asked Chu Chu, "Where is Cui Yu, where is he being held?"

Chu Chu shook his head and said, "I don't know." Then he ignored Ling Feng, and the whole person looked as sharp as a sword, so that Ling Feng didn't dare to be angry with him, so he had to shut up, and then walked towards the courtyard where Murong Yaqing lived angrily.

When the maid saw Ling Feng from afar, she rushed to tell Murong Yaqing, and Murong Yaqing came out to greet Ling Feng with joy, but she was only asked by the other party, "Where is Cui Yu?" and left.

Murong Yaqing was really stunned, now Yan Yulin is the housewife, although she is still nominally locked up in the internal affairs of the Hou Mansion, but now everything is just to come to her to register, and it is Yan Yulin, the housewife, who really makes the decision, she can't understand, Ling Feng wants to find someone, especially the person who has just been brought into the mansion, why not ask Yan Yulin?

Thinking about it, Murong Yaqing would never dare to really speak like this, let alone refute, but subconsciously thought that he should immediately help Ling Feng find out where Cui Yu was being held.

When Murong Yaqing went to investigate, Ling Feng was still wandering around the Hou Mansion, but unfortunately, he still didn't find the place where Cui Yu was being held, let alone the person involved. Chu Chu couldn't remember who took Cui Yu away before. For a while, Cui Yu seemed to be missing.

The irritable Ling Feng forcibly searched for an hour, and he even went to the main gate to find those core disciples, but these people who should have known were not there, he was actually in his own territory, and he couldn't find the person he was looking for.

"Bang!"

Ling Feng's angry fist smashed into the air, and the terrifying fist power carried an unparalleled fist speed, and the air in front of him instantly formed a powerful and incomparably powerful air explosion.

The surrounding guards all rushed over when they heard the news, and when Lao Yuan saw that Hou Ye was losing his temper, they all shrank their heads to dodge.

At this scene, Ling Feng became more and more depressed, and said in his heart that the talents of the Ruifeng Hou Mansion had worked hard for a few days, why did they all shrink their heads, what is this!

Ling Feng suddenly found that he seemed to be in a completely unfamiliar place, everything was no longer under his control, and what was even more strange was that he was still the Hou Ye of this Hou Mansion.

"Damn, what the hell is going on, what's going on?" Ling Feng almost roared angrily.

Just when Ling Feng was at a loss, suddenly Murong Yaqing rushed over to find him.

"Master Hou!" Murong Yaqing respectfully gave Ling Feng a blessing, and then walked up to Ling Feng and found that Ling Feng was furious, not at all as light as when he saw Ling Feng in the past.

"What the hell is wrong with the people in the Hou Mansion? Why am I looking for a Cui Yu, I can't find it even if I am alive or dead, why hasn't this happened before? What is the matter now, how do I feel, the Hou Mansion is completely out of my control!" Ling Feng roared angrily.

Murong Yaqing couldn't help but be shocked, but after all, she couldn't help but not give Ling Feng an explanation.

Of course, she knew the reason for this question, but she really couldn't say it, in fact, the reason was very simple and easy to discover, but Ling Feng didn't have time to observe the specific situation in the Hou Mansion every day, so there was no way to find out.

If it weren't for the people who Ling Feng used the power of the Hou Mansion today, and he needed their help to find someone, he might not have been able to discover the problems in the daily management of the Hou Mansion for a long time.

"Yaqing, are you talking, what the hell is going on? Didn't you take care of it before? Why did it only take two days, things have become like this, I am looking for Cui Yu now, you tell me, where Cui Yu is, can you?" Ling Feng asked again, and his voice was full of anxiety.

This kind of anxiety should not have appeared on Ling Feng's body, or even never. Now, Ling Feng's body did indeed appear in an anxious mood, and it was almost crazy.

Murong Yaqing couldn't help but look at Chu Chu who was standing beside Ling Feng, and Chu Chu shook his head gently, obviously indicating that he didn't know.

Chu Chu didn't think that Ling Feng's emotions were caused by Yan Yulin, or to be more precise, Yan Yulin's words could only be regarded as a momentary unscrupulous speech at best, at most a kind of emotional catharsis, Ling Feng was angry, and it was not so serious, and the whole person who was not so anxious could not effectively control himself.

In fact, no one could know exactly what happened to Ling Feng.

In fact, looking at it alone, any incident that Ling Feng encountered today is not a big deal, even if it is Wang Hao's "rebellion", the sword that pierced his chest is actually an ordinary daily life for him.

What really made Ling Feng anxious was that he found that he didn't have anyone to talk to freely, and although there were many people around him, they were all cautious others after all.

Suddenly, Ling Feng squatted down with his head down, the mania in his mind turned into a turbulent current, and finally turned into a smiling and delicate face full of scorpion braids.

"Red Jade!" Ling Feng muttered softly in his heart, the moment this face appeared in his heart, all the mess in his heart dissipated in an instant, and his emotions were rapidly becoming calm.

After the emotions in Ling Feng's heart were completely gathered, Ling Feng suddenly stood up and said to Chu Chu, "Go to Grandpa's retreat, I'm going to see Hongyu!" After speaking, Ling Feng didn't even look at Murong Yaqing, and hurriedly walked towards the depths of the backyard.

It wasn't until Ling Feng walked far away that Murong Yaqing recovered from Ling Feng's cold emotional changes, and she was even shocked by Ling Feng's extreme emotional changes just now.

"Hongyu, why Hongyu? She is dead, when you were alive, you were busy all day long, fighting everywhere, and you didn't see much to accompany her, but now that she is dead, you can't forget it, and even miss her in front of me, what do you think of me?" Murong Yaqing muttered aggrievedly.

Although she is a beautiful girl, although she knows all the etiquette, and she is even smarter, and even comparable to the Dongmen District as a strategist in some places, she is still a woman, and she also thinks that she and Ling Feng have a natural good feeling before they get married, and now it seems that everything can't resist the joys and sorrows of a messy time.

"Haven't I done enough?" Murong Yaqing couldn't help but ask herself, and her heart couldn't help but break.

Suddenly, she felt that all the efforts she had made before were self-inflicted, and marrying Ling Feng by herself was actually not much smarter than Yan Yulin marrying Ling Feng, but she just had more so-called true feelings as a pretend.

Ling Feng, who provoked a bunch of sadness, strode towards the backyard, and walked towards the place where Ling Shijian was retreating.

He was about to enter the entrance to the secret room, when he was suddenly blocked by Temu Corundum, which came out of it.

"What are you doing in front of me?" Ling Feng glared at Temu Corundum angrily and yelled at him.

Temu corundum ignored it, like a nail, nailed to the door of the secret room, stared at Ling Feng with a cold expression, and mocked lukewarmly: "What are you going to do, look at the red jade? I don't need to think about it, Hou Ye just needs to do a good job of your Hou Ye, why worry about my sister who is a country girl who no one loves and no one loves." ”

Ling Feng was a little overwhelmed by Temu Corundum's sudden taunt, and immediately asked with a gloomy expression, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean, just let Master Hou stop looking at my sister here!" Temu Corundum said dryly.

As soon as Ling Feng heard this, he immediately became furious, but the other party was Temu Corundum, the elder brother of Temu Hongyu, he still forcibly endured the mania in his heart, and asked again: "What do you mean, Hongyu is my wife, he is my wife, what do you mean, why don't you let me see him again, what the hell do you mean!"

Roaring, Ling Feng's hand had unconsciously stretched out, and angrily grabbed the corset of Temu Corundum, and the power in his hand erupted inexplicably in an instant, and it was actually a palm that blasted Temu Corundum away.

"Boom!"

The body of Temu Corundum slammed heavily on the stone door of the secret room, and the sound of bones and stone slabs colliding was extremely crisp, but extremely harsh, and the people who listened to it were shocked.

"You...... Roar!" Temucorum hissed, and finally let out a beastly roar from its mouth.

He struggled to get up from the ground, the muscles on his face were tangled together, slowly turning into patches of red blood light, faintly outlining small talismans, and his body slowly burned with a layer of rich blood and fire brilliance, like a blood-colored cloak.