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The Fengqing Martial Arts Academy gradually fell silent, and the students had enough of making a fuss in the dormitory, and they all covered their heads and fell asleep.

After sleeping for a whole day, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, and the essence light suddenly shone through, and the empty room generated electricity. After a while, the essence in his eyes converged and became dull.

Sitting up, he stretched his muscles and bones, only to feel that his skin and flesh were tight and powerful, his bones crackled and crisp, and before he knew it, the first order of the Heaven and Earth Melting Pot Technique was completely completed, and every inch of his body exuded strong strength.

Ye Feng clenched his fists, at least seven thousand catties of strength, pure ** strength, comparable to the eighth order of the day after tomorrow.

He went deep into the dantian again, experiencing the beautiful feeling of having the dantian again, the internal qi was in the dantian, slowly flowing in the meridians, exuding an intoxicating mystical atmosphere.

The chaotic yin and yang recipe formed by the fusion of the three worlds' insights, and the internal qi born from it is of astonishingly high quality.

Although he only has the sixth order of the day after tomorrow, the degree of condensation of the internal qi is comparable to the true yuan of the innate master, and he can possess the internal qi and release it outside without going to the seventh order of the day after tomorrow.

"Pounce".

A wisp of internal qi attached to his fingertips, and he poked a hole in the bed board with ease.

"With internal qi, a lot of things can be done. ”

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a ray of cold light, and his murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

He is not a good man and a woman, he can let people ride on his head one after another without any reaction, the mud bodhisattva has fire, not to mention him who once stood at the peak of his previous life?

What happened during the day, although on the surface it was Luo Shaofei who came to find him trouble, but in the end, it was Han Bing who instigated him behind his back. In addition, the previous time when the disciples of Wentang were selected, and when the Medicine Hall was selected, Han Bing was like a piece of dog skin plaster, sticking to him, and it was not easy for people to let him go.

"Squeak".

Ye Feng pushed open the door, but saw Feng Ying sitting on a small bench guarding the door, nodding and napping again and again, confused.

His eyes tightened to reveal a hint of warmth.

"Ying'er, wake up, go back and rest, it's late at night. ”

"Ah, Childe, you're awake! I'll give you a hot meal, you haven't eaten for a day. Feng Ying rubbed her eyes, her soft and glutinous voice exuded a confused and lovely atmosphere, even if there was a hideous and terrifying scar like a centipede on her face, Ye Feng's heart was still warm.

"Okay, I'll wait for you. He whispered, a warm smile on his lips.

"It's going to be okay soon, Childe, you wait a minute. ”

Feng Ying came to her senses completely, happily lifted her skirt and headed towards the kitchen, being able to serve Ye Feng like this, cooking and washing for him was her greatest happiness.

The oil lamp was flickering, but there was a warm atmosphere on the dining table, Feng Ying stood aside, and watched Ye Feng eat her food with a gentle smile.

"It's late at night, Ying'er, you can rest first. ”

Ye Feng had eaten, and when Feng Ying finished cleaning up, he softly persuaded her to rest.

After Feng Ying fell asleep and breathed evenly, in the dark, Ye Feng opened his eyes again, and the cold light flashed.

His body shape changed, his bones made a slight sound, and a thin layer of internal qi enveloped his body, covering all his breath, at this time, even a peak powerhouse like Chen Qiu in the Dan Gathering Realm could not even capture his breath, let alone watch from afar.

"It's still so easy to use. ”

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth curled slightly, and he left the small courtyard silently.

His figure wandered in the darkness, avoiding the night vigil in the martial arts courtyard, like a silent ghost, quietly leaving the Fengqing martial arts courtyard.

At night, the city is much quieter than during the day, but there is still a night market hustle and bustle, and night owls walk through the streets, occasionally showing their figures in the light of lanterns, which is eerie and eerie.

Ye Feng appeared on the street near Han's house, and the whole person had already changed into a different appearance, his body was five inches shorter, his body was much more bloated, and his face had become chubby, with a big round face, his eyes were squeezed into a thin slit by folded flesh, and his smile was like Maitreya Buddha.

At this time, even if he stood in front of Feng Ying, I am afraid that Feng Ying would not be able to identify him by his appearance, and he would be completely reborn, as if he had become another person.

In the Han family, there are rows of torches standing in the courtyard, and the flames are blazing, reflecting the surroundings brightly, as if it were day.

In the hall, huge light crystals are inlaid on the columns, emitting a soft light.

A black-haired old man sat at the top of the seat, his face sinking like water.

Sitting below was Han Tianyuan, who had a feminine face, and several other middle-aged men, all with serious expressions, and their eyebrows were full of indescribable apprehension.

In front of the bottom hall, Han Bing was like a salted fish lacking water, hanging his head weakly and kneeling in front of everyone.

"Everything is known, this bastard boy, he doesn't know the height of the sky, he actually wants to use the eldest young master of the Shenzhou Kingdom as a gun, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!"

The black-haired old man spit out such a sentence coldly, and Han Bing couldn't help but shiver when he heard it.

"Dad, maybe it's not that serious, Bing'er just said something to that Young Master Luo, and didn't do anything else."

A middle-aged man spoke up to defend Han Bing.

This old man in black is none other than Han Dingyun, the ancestor of the Han family.

"It's not that serious, you fart! If the eldest young master is satisfied with the matter and is happy, the matter is easy to solve, this little bastard will be slapped a few times at most, and he can pass by enduring his anger but things are not satisfactory, then Chen Qiu is even more crazy, and beat the eldest young master to a serious injury, this breath The Luo family will not swallow, and will definitely find someone to vent"

Han Dingyun coldly glanced at all the Han family members in the hall, his expression was full of sadness, these descendants are used to being the king and hegemon in Sufang City, how do they know that there are people outside the world and there is heaven outside the sky?

"The fastest is tonight, the latest is tomorrow, the people of the Luo family will definitely come to the door, you all think about how to apologize." ”

Han Tianyuan was silent, his expression was gloomy as if he was about to drip water.

Han Bing curled up in a ball, shivering.

Listening to the cold and heartless voice of his grandfather, who was kind and tolerant to him on weekdays, he only felt that fear was overwhelming him like a mountain.

He couldn't figure out why things were the way they were.

Isn't it just to deal with a down-and-out lost dog? Isn't it just to avoid taking action personally, so that they will rely on the strength of other people? Isn't it the power of intrigue that people in the family often say is the easiest means of bullying people?

"Can you let Shui'er's master send someone over? The name of the Dragon and Tiger Sect should make the Luo family sell some face. Another middle-aged man spoke up and made a new suggestion.

"The letter has already been sent, and I hope it will be in time. Han Dingyun shook his head, his face extremely gloomy.

"Bing'er, look up for me. He said coldly.

Han Bing shuddered, slowly raised his head, tears on his face, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

"If you can survive this catastrophe, give me one thing to remember, what conspiracies and tricks, in the face of real strength, all of them are vulnerable."

An extremely disappointed expression appeared on Han Dingyun's face, hating that iron could not become steel.

"Well, that's a good point! No conspiracy or trickery is as effective as real strength. I can't imagine that there are still people who understand in this plastic square city, hahahaha!"

A wild laugh rolled out, and the torch hunting in the courtyard flew as if a wind were blowing.

Eleven figures in red shirts fell from the sky and landed in the center of the courtyard, the leader of the dragon and tiger, domineering and awe-inspiring, it was Luojia Luohai Mountain.

Everyone in the Han family was shocked, and they rushed out of the hall one after another, confronting everyone in the Luo family.

"The powerhouses of the Danju Realm, and all of them are in the Mortal Realm"

Han Dingyun glanced at the strength of the Luo family, and let out a "sigh" in his heart, his eyes were full of sadness, the strength of the national clan in Shenzhou was obviously very different from the strength of a small border country like the Qin State, and he was the strongest in the Han family, that is, he was just a mortal realm, and when someone came out at random, his breath was thicker and deeper than him, not to mention the Danju Realm headed by him.

In the entire Plastic Fang City, only Chen Qiu in the Fengqing Martial Academy was the powerhouse of the Danju Realm, and the other strongest were only the ninth order of the Mortal Transformation.

"Since you understand the reason, then, you can give an explanation!" Luo Haishan glanced at the Han family coldly, with a condescending arrogance, and his tone was unquestionable.

"My Han family is willing to give 300,000 gold, apologize, and only ask that the driver can spare my child once. Han Dingyun bent down and begged for mercy in a low voice.

"300,000 gold"

Luo Haishan hesitated slightly.

300,000 gold is not a small amount, when Ye Feng sold the Divine Soldier Wind Arrow, it was only 10,000 gold, and 300,000 gold is enough to buy 30 Wind Arrows.

"If it's not enough, my Han family is willing to add another 100,000 gold. ”

Han Dingyun bent his waist lower, so that the Han family couldn't help but be full of grief and indignation, and his teeth were gritted.

"Hahaha, since you know each other so well, the price is 500,000 gold, and the festival between the Luo family and you will be written off. Luo Haishan waved his hand and set the bottom line.

"500,000 Gold"

The Han family gasped, this fund at least made the Han family hurt their muscles and bones, and they couldn't slow down for several years.

"Okay! 500,000 gold is 500,000 gold!" Han Dingyun gritted his teeth, glared at Han Bing who was hiding behind him, and agreed to it.

Soon, the Han family put 500,000 gold worth of property in front of Luo Haishan, which was shining with gold, which could be regarded as spending money to eliminate the disaster.

"Very good, happy enough! Our Luo family is not unreasonable, and this matter will be written off. It's just that I hope that the eldest young master of your family will have a better memory in the future, and don't mess with people if you have nothing to do, so as not to know who is in the hands of the dead when you die. ”

Luo Haishan nodded at Han Bing, who was hiding behind, laughed, and walked away with 500,000 gold, disappearing into the night sky in a blink of an eye.

Han Dingyun straightened his back, stared at Han Bing fiercely, and didn't speak, before shaking his head and walking into the deep courtyard of Fuzhong after a while.

The others also left one after another, without giving Han Bing a second glance.