The two weapons collided, both reflecting the light of the moon, and they were reflected on the two of them. Reflected on Yan Feng's face, it also illuminated that person's face!

Seeing that person, Yan Feng was slightly surprised in his heart. It was a woman's face, very delicate and beautiful, but it was very indifferent, as if she didn't care about anything.

Seeing this face, Yan Feng faintly felt a little familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere. I tried to think about it, but I was a little helpless, and I couldn't remember anything.

"Even if I've seen her, I'm afraid it's only one side. The world is so big, how can everyone remember it?" Yan Feng smiled helplessly, retreated a little bit, stopped his body, and had no intention of attacking again.

And that person obviously didn't want to fight with Yan Feng in the first place, and when she saw Yan Feng stop, she didn't attack anymore. A pair of eyes suddenly glanced at Yan Feng, and the coldness in his bones was clearly visible.

With a shake of his hand, the unknown thing in his hand quietly disappeared. As if he was too lazy to look at Yan Feng again, he turned around and left.

Yan Feng seemed to be a little stunned, it was the first time that he had been treated so unfavorably. Since leaving the island, everyone has actively attacked him because he is the Magic Flute of the East China Sea, but the person in front of him seems to be a little dismissive of him. This made Yan Feng's heart even more curious, and he had to figure it out before he could stop.

"Why is the girl in such a hurry?" Yan Feng said with a playful smile, and the next moment, his figure had already appeared in front of the woman. With a smile on his face, there was not the slightest hint of hostility.

A hint of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, as if she didn't expect Yan Feng's body to be so fast. It's just that the surprise only lasts for a moment, and the next moment is replaced by endless cold arrogance.

"I'm sleepy and want to go back to sleep, it's as simple as that."

Without giving Yan Feng any face, he said, avoiding Yan Feng and walking towards his room.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple", Yan Feng's body moved slightly, although there was no big movement, but it had already invisibly blocked the woman's way.

"Get out of the way", the woman frowned, and said coldly to Yan Feng.

Yan Feng laughed silently, did not speak, but did not mean to get out of the way. He didn't know why he was obsessed with this woman, if he had changed before, he wouldn't even have left the door, let alone fight with this woman. But now he is very curious about this woman, and he is very curious about her attitude.

Some men will always attract women unconsciously, and some women will always attract men unconsciously!

"If the East China Sea Magic Flute really has a disciple like you, then he will really be in vain", the woman's face was very unkind, with a hint of impatience in her indifference.

Listening to what the woman said, Yan Feng's face changed slightly. Although he felt that he was not worthy of being the East China Sea Magic Flute, he didn't want to disgrace his master, so he denied the identity of the East China Sea Magic Flute now.

And the woman's words undoubtedly showed that she had indeed been watching everything in the room at the door just now.

The smile returned to Yan Feng's face, no matter what happened, it couldn't make Yan Feng irritable.

Unless, it's something that touches his principles!

"I'm not the East China Sea Magic Flute, at least not now", Yan Feng withdrew his sword, as if he didn't want to do it anymore.

The woman noticed his movements, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, she was captured by Yan Feng.

"That's your business, and there's only one thing I want to do right now"!

Yan Feng let out an "oh" and asked with some curiosity, "What's the matter?"

The woman replied coldly: "Go back to my own room, I hope you don't pester me!" With that, she took a step with her left foot, as if to avoid Yan Feng's obstruction. It's just that the next moment, Yan Feng is still in front of her, and her position remains unchanged at all. This situation made her face even colder.

"Originally, I didn't want to pester you, but your curiosity was too heavy, and you saw everything in my room. It's nothing, but you don't do anything, watching me being calculated by them. Doesn't the girl have the meaning of seeing the unevenness of the road and drawing a sword to help"?

"No", the woman's answer was crisp and indifferent. "What do you have to do with me, why should I save you. Don't say you have a way to defeat them yourself, even if you really want to die in front of me, I won't do anything!"

Yan Feng listened to the woman's answer, as if he had expected it. didn't have the slightest surprise, just sighed lightly: "If the people in the rivers and lakes are all thinking like you, it would have been a big mess a long time ago"!

The woman's fists suddenly clenched, although it was dark night, Yan Feng had been secretly watching her every move. Yan Feng noticed this action.

"Do you know what I want to do right now"?

The woman asked Yan Feng coldly, and her expression did not change. Yan Feng let out an "oh" again, his curiosity was still undiminished, and he asked, "What do you want to do"?

"I want to kill you", a cold breath came out of her mouth, making Yan Feng tremble a little. But he smiled very naturally, and Yan Feng's attitude towards women seemed to have been expected. Not to mention this strange woman, even Yan Feng herself hates her current self a little.

There is a bit of ridiculousness, fun, and a hint of joy in the hate!

A bright light of "whoosh" pierced through, and the unknown weapon came out of the woman's hand again, stabbing towards Yan Feng's mouth. She seemed to hate Yan Feng's mouth the most, so she went to his mouth as soon as she made a move.

Yan Feng smiled and laughed loudly. Even though she knew that her target was her mouth, Yan Feng still dared to laugh. He is Yan Feng, there is nothing he dare not do.

Left hand, empty hand with index finger and thumb outstretched. The next moment, the woman's fierce aura became quiet and well-behaved. No matter how much you grind your powerful momentum, you will stay under Yan Feng's two fingers!

What Yan Feng saw was a pair of very surprised eyes. Yan Feng easily defused his offensive, and it was normal for a woman to be surprised. And she also caught surprise in Yan Feng's eyes, the moment she pinched her unknown weapon, Yan Feng only felt that her fingers were cold.

Not the coldness of a weapon, but the coldness of ice water! Immediately afterward, he saw the weapon in the woman's hand. The surprise in his eyes was even stronger, it was not a weapon at all, it was like an icicle standing upright and cold.

No, it's not an icicle, it's a water column. Its color is much lighter and more transparent than icicles. The coldness at the finger disappeared, Yan Feng let go of the finger, and the woman also withdrew her weapon.

"It's really the old people appearing one after another", Yan Feng laughed again, laughing a little louder than before. The woman looked at him with some surprise, neither spoke nor walked away at this time.

Maybe for those who are not too impressed, Yan Feng will forget, but for the martial arts in the rivers and lakes, he can completely remember it in his heart and will never forget it.

Water droplets are worn by stones, and the flow of water is controlled with internal force, Yan Feng is extremely impressed by this kind of martial arts.

Since leaving the island, Yan Feng has only seen two people use this kind of martial arts. One is Mr. Shui, but he is dead, and the other is Mr. Shui's granddaughter, Shui Qingshuang!

As soon as he thought of Shui Qingshuang, Yan Feng inevitably sounded Hua Yun. When Shui Qingshuang came to find Hua Yun, wasn't it because Mr. Shui died at the hands of her brother?

"It turned out to be a water girl, if it weren't for your martial arts to control the flow of water, I would have forgotten about you", Yan Feng retracted his thoughts, looked at Shui Qingshuang and said with a smile.

Shui Qingshuang said coldly: "If I hadn't seen your disgusting mouth, I would have forgotten about you." The most wrong thing the East China Sea Magic Flute has done in this life is to accept people like you as apprentices"!

When Yan Feng heard her words, his breathing was obviously a little short, and his expression seemed a little unnatural. But in the next moment, he returned to normal, but the smile on his face narrowed a little, and said lightly: "Yes, I am different from my master." But the water girl and Mr. Water know each other very well. I advise you to change this character, otherwise one day you will die like him and have no place to bury"!

After saying this, Shui Qingshuang's pupils contracted suddenly. Breathing stops instantly, and I can no longer breathe normally. As if she had been pricked by a needle, she seemed to be told something sad by Yan Feng. There is an untouchable place in everyone's heart. Yan Feng's heart is Xiao Ruoyu, and Shui Qingshuang's heart is her grandfather Mr. Shui!

"You, go, die!" Shui Qingshuang almost gritted her teeth and said these three words, her mind was a little dizzy in an instant, and her hands were already uncontrollable. She had never wanted to fight Yan Feng before, but at this moment, she couldn't control it anymore.

"Whoosh", two bright spots, a sword light, attacked Yan Feng from one direction. At the same time as sending out two water droplets in his hand, the water column condensed in Shui Qingshuang's hand also shot.

Yan Feng was slightly startled, although he knew that Shui Qingshuang's face would not be too good, but he didn't expect her to be so angry that he would shoot directly.

There was a crisp sound, Yan Feng did not use the Sound Grabbing Sword this time, but used the jade flute in his right hand to resist the two droplets of Shui Qingshuang.

The water column reached Yan Feng's chest, but he didn't have the intention of fighting back to block it. Shui Qingshuang was slightly startled when she saw his appearance, but she stabbed Yan Feng's chest fiercely.

"Wow", a piercing voice sounded, but the water column of Shui Qingshuang did not pierce Yan Feng's chest. At the last moment, Yan Feng's jade flute directly caught Shui Qingshuang's attack!

The middle of the jade flute was empty, and the water column passed through the gap, only an inch away, and it was about to pierce Yan Feng's chest. Yan Feng's chest was scorching and sore, although he was not really stabbed, Shui Qingshuang's internal force was also very strong, and his sword qi alone made Yan Feng's face very bad.

Yan Feng smiled, this time, he did not show any play, he smiled very easily but sincerely.

Shui Qingshuang looked at his smile and was stunned again, she suddenly felt that Yan Feng had changed a little, but she couldn't say where there was a change. It's just that I vaguely feel that this person doesn't seem to be as annoying as he was just now.

Yan Feng is always changing, looking for himself who is suitable for the current rivers and lakes. He has been changing, but he has not changed. Everyone has been changing, but it hasn't changed!

"Squeak", Yan Feng looked at her with a smile, and did not make any movement after retracting the jade flute. On the contrary, Shui Qingshuang stared at his right hand and was constantly stunned. Her right hand was already empty, and the column of water that had just condensed was also shattered in Yan Feng's jade flute. Now there are some that have just been crushed and turned into their original state, and there is no fixed shape of the water. It keeps flowing on the floor, towards the lower places.

People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. Without the support of the internal force of water and frost, the water flow is just ordinary water. In the search for the low, in the low, in the low.

Shui Qingshuang looked at the flowing water, and her eyes were a little dull. His face was still indifferent, but Yan Feng faintly saw a trace of sadness that was not easy to be noticed. The water that flowed away was like her flowing heart.

There is nothing to rely on, nothing to rely on. Empty hearts, empty people.

Yan Feng only understood now and thought about it. Mr. Water is her only relative, and her only relative, who is now dead. He really shouldn't have spoken like before, and Yan Feng's heart was even more guilty.

"Water girl", Yan Feng bent down, sighed at her with a very sorry face, and said, "I apologize to you for what I just said"!

When he looked up, he saw Shui Qingshuang who was staring at him. There was a hint of surprise, a hint of strangeness, and a hint of panic in his eyes. She didn't understand why Yan Feng, who had spoken so harshly before, suddenly became polite. And it doesn't look like it's pretending, because his eyes can't deceive himself!

She didn't know that Yan Feng was like this! The way she looked just now was pretended.

I saw Yan Feng's smile, so sunny and gentle, there was no kind of ridicule just now. Shui Qingshuang only felt that her heart was very chaotic, and that feeling was like being in the tumbling deep sea, and she could no longer find herself.

And to have this feeling, even she herself doesn't know why it happened!

"I lost again", Shui Qingshuang said silently, her voice was very small, like the sound of mosquitoes. But Yan Feng heard it, and it was very clear.

looked at her with some surprise, and found that her indifferent eyes were full of sadness that could not be erased. That look deeply touched Yan Feng's heart, and he was worried without any warning.

Shui Qingshuang also glanced up at Yan Feng, and also saw his expression, and also saw a trace of strangeness in his eyes. His heart was also shaken suddenly, "Is he taking pity on me"?

His fists clenched, and he slammed his feet out of the stairs. This time, she didn't go back to her room, but ran out of the inn directly using light skills.

Yan Feng was also surprised when she suddenly jumped out. Looking at her disappearing back, her eyes were very determined. Without the slightest hesitation, the ghost sent the god to follow.

Because at the moment when Shui Qingshuang turned his head and left, Yan Feng could clearly capture the wetness at the corners of Shui Qingshuang's eyes. This was enough to make Yan Feng's mood extremely heavy.

After all, he is still Yan Feng, no matter what decision he makes, no matter how determined he is, he will never be able to change the softness in his heart.

Because, he is a disciple of the East China Sea Magic Flute, and he is also the East China Sea Magic Flute!