Knocked lightly on the door, Ling Yifeng did not push the door directly, since the other party had woken up, she was a woman, and it was really inconvenient for her to break in rashly.

Hearing the knock on the door, the woman on the bed was startled, she clutched the quilt tightly, staring at the wooden door without saying a word.

She has just tried, she no longer has the slightest spiritual power in her body, and now she is a weak woman who is not even as good as ordinary people, and she has no power to restrain the chicken, if the other party has malicious intentions, she will have no room to resist.

"Knock knock!"

After a few breaths, Ling Yifeng gently knocked on the door three more times without hurry, he knew that the other party had woken up, so he was not in a hurry.

"Who is it?"

After a brief silence, a crisp scolding finally came from inside the room.

This voice seemed to be a little familiar, Ling Yifeng didn't think much about it, and said softly: "I saw the girl last night and almost died in the tiger's mouth, so I rescued you, but unfortunately you were unconscious at the time, so I took it upon myself to take you back to the cold house, and I ask the girl to forgive me!"

Ling Yifeng's voice is soft, gentle as a humble son, which is something that no girl in the flower season can resist!

The woman fell silent and began to try to remember the events of the previous night, when suddenly, she screamed.

"You brought me back......? What about my clothes?"

"Oh, I saw that the girl's clothes have been stained with blood, and they have already been bathed and changed for you!" Ling Yifeng didn't hear the shame and anger in her words, and continued: "I don't know if I can come in and check the girl's injuries again?"

Suddenly, there was silence in the room, barely noticeable from the woman's breath.

"Girl, are you okay?" Ling Yifeng was in a hurry, stretched out his hand and was about to pull the door in.

Suddenly, a sharp sword with cold light pierced through the door panel and stabbed straight towards Ling Yifeng's chest!

It was a sword, unusually sharp, and the two-inch-thick door panel was pierced as easily as a tofu block, and it didn't make a sound.

"What a sharp sword!" Ling Yifeng sighed in his heart, and his body lightly jumped back to dodge the sword.

"What do you mean, I'm kind enough to save you back, you don't know how to be grateful, why do you want to hurt my life!" Ling Yifeng frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, he didn't remember hearing anyone say that women are unreasonable, and now it seems that there is some truth!

"Bang!" The door was kicked open, and then a white figure quickly rushed out, swinging his long sword and slashing towards Ling Yifeng regardless of it.

Ling Yifeng dodged while retreating, he noticed that the other party did not use spiritual power, after taking a few steps back, he stretched out two fingers to reach forward, tightly clamped the sharp long sword, and pulled it back, and the sword flew out of the woman's hand and fell into Ling Yifeng's palm!

"Woooooooo

Looking at her figure, Ling Yifeng suddenly noticed that this woman was actually just an immature little girl!

"What's wrong with you?" Ling Yifeng casually put the long sword on the table beside him, he was not worried that this girl would suddenly snatch the sword and stab him.

It was indeed the case, the girl was crying with her head in her hands, and she didn't pay attention to Ling Yifeng's words at all.

"Did you suddenly think of something sad?" Ling Yifeng couldn't laugh or cry a little, but fortunately, his house was relatively remote, and no one would hear this girl crying loudly. Otherwise, if a fair girl is found crying on the floor of his Ling Yifeng's house in disheveled clothes, I don't know what they will think.

"Woo...... You shameless ...... Lecher...... Woo, are you still pretending to be serious here?" the girl suddenly raised her head, crying and scolding, but. It seems that she usually has a good cultivation, and she doesn't scold any ugly words, as if she only knows simple scolding techniques similar to "Deng's disciple".

However, Ling Yifeng was stunned by her head, her long black and silky hair like a waterfall hung casually on her cheeks because it was not tidied up, yesterday it was dark and covered by blood, Ling Yifeng didn't even pay attention to her delicate face that could be blown and broken, and condensed like water, in this beautiful face, there was a pair of flawless and delicate facial features!

Compared with yesterday's appearance, Ling Yifeng understood what the book said was like a hibiscus out of the water, out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons!

Although she was crying sadly at the moment, the appearance of pear blossoms with rain was even more endearing! If she was seen by some other young men, her heart would melt.

Ling Yifeng was no exception, but what surprised him even more was her pair of brilliant red pupils!

Ling Yifeng had only seen eyes of this color once, and that time was the one that he would never forget! His heart beat fiercely, at first like raindrops falling on the edge of the window, gradually like a drumstick hitting the drum surface, and finally like a thunderbolt explosion like a thunderbolt about to jump out of his chest, he couldn't believe his eyes, and he didn't believe in his good luck!

He scrutinized her face, trying to contrast her with the shadow in his own memory until the two coincided completely.

The girl suddenly stopped crying, she suddenly found that the other party looked at her eyes like a wolf seeing a delicious sheep, and the sound of his heartbeat could make her own who had not yet recovered her spiritual power hear it so clearly, she couldn't help curling up, with a hint of fear in her eyes.

"You...... What do you want to do?" said the girl, trembling.

Ling Yifeng raised his head and let out a long breath, his mood gradually calmed down, he looked deeply at the girl on the ground, and spoke softly, his voice was also a little trembling.

"Yuxin, is that you?"

The girl was suddenly stunned, she looked at the person in front of her in amazement, and her heart swelled with great doubts.

"Who are you, and what are your intentions?"

The corners of her mouth suddenly revealed infinite bitterness, it seems that she is just an insignificant passer-by in the eyes of the other party, and yes, how can she care about a poor boy who meets in the mountains with her family background? With her vision, she naturally will not put such a small role as herself in her heart!

Looking at Ling Yifeng's lonely expression, the girl was also very puzzled, how did this bad guy suddenly become so pitiful? As if she had bullied him! She tilted her head and frowned slightly to look at Ling Yifeng carefully, and gradually, she seemed to think of something. She asked softly.

"Are you...... Ling Yifeng?"