A vigorous challenge, after Yang Zifan's shot, ended like a farce.

The entire central square of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect fell into a carnival.

This Yang Zifan, both in terms of appearance and skills, has become the focus of the search for talents, and Su Yang wants to directly admit him to the West Hall for his own use in the future.

It's just that Su Yang is puzzled, Yang Zifan and Ye Feng have a relationship, why do they have to join Nantang?

There is also that group of female students, just now because the hall master of the South Hall is Ye Feng, showing extremely disgusted eyes, but now just because of one Yang Zifan, they have chosen to join.

But after all, this is the choice of Yang Zifan and a group of female students, and Su Yang is not easy to stop, it's a big deal to be the same as those people before, with the name of Nantang, just study in Xitang.

In response to Su Yang's thoughts, Ye Feng argued with reason, this is a chance to atone for his sins, and it is also the only chance, otherwise there is really no way to deal with Jiu Mengzi when he goes back.

As a result, Nantang, who was disliked, became everyone's sweetheart because of Yang Zifan's choice.

……

The queue to the south hall was long.

Yang Zifan followed behind Ye Feng, and behind him was a group of female students who were nymphomaniacs and chattered in their mouths.

But at this time, Ye Feng was a little unhappy, didn't say a word, and led the way.

He even regretted it a little now, he would rather be counted down by Jiu Mengzi than recruit Yang Zifan.

Leaving a person who is more handsome than himself and has better martial arts than himself will cover up all his brilliance, and if he doesn't get it right, he will make Lin Xiyao empathize and say goodbye.

After the renovation of the Shenji Gate, there were already many vacant houses in the South Hall, and after arranging everyone, Ye Feng returned to the South Hall courtyard.

In the courtyard, a long clothesline was pulled up, on which were hung bedding and clothes that were still dripping.

Lin Xiyao and Dong Ling sat in the courtyard, talking and laughing, and their demeanor was very intimate.

What happened to these two people?

Sisters?

It's really a woman's heart......

"Miss Dongling, you just said that you would make Babao chicken?" Lin Xiyao smiled slightly, held Dong Ling's hand, and asked.

Dong Ling nodded vigorously: "Well, I'll make it for my sister another day." ”

"Well, you do more, a few days ago, Hall Master Ye often mentioned Babao Chicken." Lin Xiyao smiled shyly.

Dong Ling was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and asked, "Just now I saw that Hall Master Ye was very close to my sister, could it be that you ......?"

Lin Xiyao grabbed Dong Ling's waist: "Little Nizi, don't talk nonsense." ”

Joyful laughter wafted through the courtyard.

Ye Feng stood at the gate of the courtyard and stopped and watched for a while, making sure that Lin Xiyao had lost his breath before hurriedly stepping forward.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Feng tentatively accosted to determine Lin Xiyao's true thoughts.

"My sister asked me to make Babao chicken for Hall Ye another day......"

Dong Ling immediately replied, but was stopped by Lin Xiyao, and changed the topic: "I just saw a team enter the South Hall, what's the situation?" ”

"It's a student from Nantang, I arranged a place for them to live." Ye Feng explained, suddenly noticed something wrong, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "...... you two?"

Lin Xiyao held Dong Ling's hand tightly and said with a smile: "I heard what happened to Dong Ling and decided to keep her, now we are good sisters, and she will live in a bedroom with me in the future." ”

This is an informant and a warning.

The implication is that Ye Feng can't bully her, and don't think about beating her.

"Hello sisters...... Sisters are so ......" Ye Feng nodded his praise, thinking that if he was lucky enough to marry the second and third rooms, Lin Xiyao would be able to get along with them like this.

"That...... What about the wine Mengzi? Ye Feng asked.

Now that students have been recruited, especially Yang Zifan, who is both civil and military, it can be regarded as a good deal.

"Oh, he went out not long after you left, maybe he's going to drink again." Winter Spirit replied.

……

Late at night, Jiu Mengzi didn't return home again at night, but Ye Feng was used to it.

Because of the addition of Dong Ling, the small courtyard of the South Hall suddenly became warm.

It can be seen that this barn has also been cleaned up by Winter Spirit, the floor seems to have been brushed, the oil lamps on the table have been filled, and the straw on the floor has been moved out to make a fire, replaced by a low couch, and a brand new bedding.

Well, there should be a woman in the family...... Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction, thinking so.

Alas, she is also a woman, why does Lin Xiyao only know how to fight and kill?

Is that a fight, a kill, a kill? That's human sophistication!

If I really marry this man's wife in the future, I'm afraid there won't be such a good life, if only Dong Ling could be a dowry maid......

Ye Feng was thinking of this, and quickly shook his head.

No, how can you treat Winter Spirit as a servant? Who isn't a hard worker...... Alas......

In the bedroom on the side, although there was no light from the candle flame, Lin Xiyao and Dong Ling did not sleep, the two hated to see each other late, there were endless topics, and laughter came from time to time.

Sure enough, the environment determines a person's character, and the people around Lin Xiyao before her were all sergeants, and she naturally behaved like a man's wife. Now that I have a best friend of the same age, I have returned to the state of a little girl.

Seeing that the two of them were happy, Ye Feng closed the door of the warehouse.

He didn't light the lamp, but sat cross-legged by the moonlight and continued to practice qi.

After the trip to the Daomen, he had already entered the Cultivation God Realm, but there were still many things that he did not know and were uncontrollable.

It's like the hunting ground not long ago, he obviously saw the black demon wind, but his body was uncontrollable at that moment, and it was accompanied by many painful symptoms.

If the target of that black demon wind was not Gao Tai, but Ye Feng, he would have no power to fight back and could only be slaughtered by others.

Ye Feng calmed down, calmed down, mobilized the power of qi and blood in his body, and traveled along the meridians around his body.

At the same time, he was also thinking about the problem.

Maybe it's because he has just entered the Soul Realm, he can feel the breath, but he can't control it.

Well, it must be so.

It seems that the cultivation path of martial arts is still far away, and if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, even with the blessing of Lingyuan, it is impossible to reach the sky in one step.

There is a way to be diligent and can make up for it, and with the help of the Sword Sect, Father Song and the Daomen, it will definitely be possible.

After running for three weeks, Ye Feng felt a strong sense of tiredness.

In the eyes of others, it is only twenty breaths of time, but for Ye Feng, the operation of the power of qi and blood requires all the investment in many aspects such as spirit, energy, and spirit.

He gasped for air, took off his sweat-soaked shirt, and rested for a quarter of an hour before he fully recovered.

Then, a hint of sleepiness hit.

Getting bareback into a brand new futon and smelling the unique scent of being sun-soaked is a different kind of security.

Half-asleep, the door of the barn was gently pushed open, and a slight noise was made.

The door opened a crack, and a figure flashed in, closing the door softly.

Ye Feng didn't open his eyes, thinking that Jiu Mengzi had returned.

But there was no smell of alcohol in the air.

That figure came to Ye Feng's back, and his steps were very light, if he didn't distinguish them carefully, the subtle footsteps would not be noticeable at all.

Then, Ye Feng felt that the quilt behind him was gently lifted.

Ye Feng didn't move, nor did he look back, with the aura perception of the Divine Realm, he could keenly perceive the existence of murderous aura.

But behind him, there was nothing.

By the moonlight, Ye Feng could vaguely tell that the figure should be a woman.

Could it be that Lin Xiyao and Dong Ling whispered something? Whose daughter doesn't think about spring? Lin Xiyao changed back to her daughter's house and was ready to dedicate herself?

Ye Feng's idea can be described as Qingqi, but no matter what, he didn't perceive any malice from this figure, so he simply pretended not to know and saw what she was going to do.

In the next second, a soft body got into the quilt and clinged to Ye Feng's back.

Damn, what's the situation?

Night Raid?

At the same time, a familiar fragrance penetrated into Ye Feng's nasal cavity, making him suddenly feel that his blood veins were swimming to the end and becoming hot.

Wrong!

Lin Xiyao is not so big!