Ye Feng met the man's gaze without fear, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you Sui Sanjo?"

The man shook his head and said, "I'm not, but if there's anything you can tell me, I'll help you solve it." ”

"I'm only looking for Sui Sanjo. ”

Hearing that the man was not the person he was looking for, Ye Feng replied and ignored it, and walked towards the house with his feet raised.

As soon as he raised his foot, the young man's wrist was "snapped" and was held in the hand of the middle-aged man, and the young man tried to pull his hand, but he couldn't lift his strength at all.

Ye Feng turned his head to look at the man's smiling expression, and secretly raised his breath and checked the man's cultivation with his "bright eyes", but he couldn't see through it at all.

Thinking that in this Thousand Caves City, there were absolutely no monks above the Xuanzhao Realm, the young man guessed that the person in front of him was only afraid that he was a martial artist who practiced physical fitness or qi from the ninth to tenth realms.

The middle-aged man was calm when he saw that Ye Feng was being held by himself, and his eyes flashed with approval.

He smiled heartily and said, "Little ghost, I won't bully the small with the big, just say anything about it, I'll be in charge of it for you!"

Ye Feng was shocked when he heard this, he had long heard that there was a jealous and hateful little overlord Lu Yi in the south of the city, but he didn't expect it to be the middle-aged man in front of him.

Ye Feng thought for a while, withdrew the arm that was held by Lu Yi, clenched his fists and said, "Brother Lu Yi, my name is Ye Feng, I came to find Sui Sanjo for some personal matters, please make it convenient." ”

After speaking, the young man looked at Lu Yi with a smile, waiting for an answer.

The little overlord Lu Yi didn't hate Ye Feng, and at this time, seeing that the young man's words and deeds were very decent, he had a little more good feelings in his heart.

So he rubbed his chin and thought about it, raised his hand and pointed to the sloppy man who had just gotten up not far away, and said to the young man: "He is Sui Sanjo, if you have anything to say, you must not do it!"

In the end, Lu Yi nodded lightly at Ye Feng again, signaling that the young man was on his side.

Ye Feng looked in the direction that Lu Yi pointed to, glanced at Sui Santiao coldly, turned his head and asked Lu Yi with a smile, "What will happen if I hit him?"

Lu Yi was stunned, he didn't expect Ye Feng to speak so directly.

The man weighed it in his heart, and while moving his muscles and bones, he replied to Ye Feng indifferently: "If he does something immoral, you will give him a few slaps and kicks, and no one will dare to say anything!"

After that, he shook his neck twice angrily, glanced at everyone in the room with a pair of tiger eyes, and finally stopped at Ye Feng.

Although the gamblers were dissatisfied when they heard this, none of them dared to refute it, and all of them fell on Sui Sanjo with sympathetic eyes.

Seeing this situation, Sui Sanjo hurriedly looked at Lu Yi in a panic, his face was red and white alternately, his lips squirmed twice, and he was silent for a long time, but he didn't dare to speak after all.

Ye Feng looked at Sui Sanjo, who had an embarrassed look in his eyes, and was silent for a moment and continued to ask Lu Yi, "That..... What if I take away one of his hands?"

"Ahem, cough, cough~"

Ye Feng's words made Lu Yi choke on his throat.

The man frowned and looked at Ye Feng, pouted his teeth, leaned over to the young man and whispered: "Hey, little ghost, it's almost done! Uncle, I don't want to beat you when I see that you are pleasing to the eye, don't kick my nose in the face!"

Ye Feng squinted, moved his body two steps forward, looked up at the shirtless man who was a head taller than himself, and repeated the question just now: "I said, what if I abolish one of his hands?"

Lu Yi took a step back, furrowed his eyebrows and looked Ye Feng up and down, and said secretly in his heart: "Isn't there something wrong with this kid's brain?

Retracting his thoughts, Lu Yi hugged his arms and raised his eyebrows at the young man, "Do you think you beat me?"

"I can't beat it. ”

Ye Feng shook his head and answered truthfully.

"Then you're still talking to me about this and that!?"

Lu Yi didn't have a good airway.

The good impression of Ye Feng before in the man's heart was gone, and he couldn't wait to slap the young man in front of him to death.

Ye Feng didn't care about Lu Yi's reaction, and asked again with a smiling look, "What if I abolish one of his hands?"

After hearing this, Lu Yi looked at Ye Feng again, pulled out a dagger from his back waist and threw it on the ground, and said with horizontal eyebrows: "The rules set by my little overlord Lu Yi! Whoever fights in the south of the city and scraps people's hands and feet will have to be stabbed three times and six holes! Otherwise, I will directly break his neck!"

The shirtless man glanced at the crowd around him who were holding back laughter, and felt that this young man was deliberately trying to make himself unable to get off the stage, and he couldn't help but be more angry in his heart, and raised his eyebrows twice, wanting to get angry, but for some reason he still endured it.

"Good!"

Ye Feng looked at the dagger on the ground and responded.

As soon as the words fell, the young man's figure flashed in front of Sui Sanjo like the wind, only to hear the sound of 'Gaba', followed by a miserable howl of 'Ah~', the metacarpal bone of Sui Sanjo's right hand had been broken by Ye Feng!

It was only half a breath before and after, and Lu Yi didn't expect Ye Feng to say that he would do it, and it was too late to react.

The man was about to open his mouth to scold Ye Feng for two sentences, but he saw that the young man had already turned around and picked up the dagger on the ground, and puffed according to his stomach~ It was three knives, without dragging mud and water.

Ye Feng threw the dagger to Lu Yi, holding the sword in his left hand and covering his bleeding stomach with his right hand, and staggered away.

Looking at the thin back of the young man who was gradually moving away, Lu Yi and the gamblers in the house were all petrified and frozen, all wondering if this young man had a sick brain or such a personality.

Thinking about it, everyone thinks that the former is more likely.

If you're not crazy, how can you have nothing to do with self-harm?

As for Sui Sanjo, who howled like a pig, everyone had long forgotten his existence.

"Heh~"

Lu Yi came back to his senses, chuckled, pinned the sharp dagger in his hand to his waist, and said to himself: "This kid is a little interesting." ”

After a pause, the expression on the man's face changed in vain, and he turned his head and pulled his face and said coldly to the group of gamblers: "The gambling stall is closed in the afternoon, and I want to play again in the evening." ”

When the gamblers heard the news, they slipped away like rats.

Seeing that there was no one else in the gambling hall, Lu Yi walked to Sui Sanjo, who was lying on the ground humming and chirping, raised his leg and kicked the rotten gambler's stomach, his eyes were full of disdain, "Hurry up! Even your own daughter-in-law can be a fucking bet, and I will kill you if you dare to come to the south of the city again in the future!"

Lu Yi no longer paid attention to Sui Sanjo and swaggered back to the backyard of the gambling hall.

Out of the gambling hall, the thin boy with staggering steps returned to the pharmacy under the strange gaze of passers-by.

At this time, there were only Shen Ting and two old men who came to see the illness and buy medicine in the shop, and they did not see Shen Daoling and Ma Lao.

Hearing someone enter the house, Shen Ting, who was standing at the counter with a little bit of medicine on the scale, subconsciously looked up, and saw that it was Ye Feng who came back, and the girl continued to move in her hands while speaking:

"Ma Lao and my father were invited to be guests by the people of Mowen Academy, many people in the city have typhoid fever these days, you have nothing to do, and try to run out as little as possible. ”

The girl glanced up at Ye Feng again, her eyes swept to the young man's bleeding abdomen, and all the herbs in her hand fell on the weighing pan and knocked over the scales, scattering the herbs all over the ground.

"You're hurt?"

Shen Ting walked out of the counter quickly and came to Ye Feng, brushed aside the hand of the young man holding his stomach to check the injury, looked at Ye Feng with a slight frown, and couldn't hide the anxiety in his beautiful eyes.

"It's okay, I'll just bandage it myself. ”

Ye Feng replied with a smile, turned around and sat on a chair to the side, put the sword on the table, picked up the bandage on the side and bandaged the wound himself.

"I'm coming!"

Shen Ting said in a resolute tone, turned around and grabbed some herbs from the medicine cabinet behind the counter, and when she returned to Ye Feng's side, she was about to take off Ye Feng's shirt.

Seeing this, Ye Feng hurriedly shrank back, his delicate face flushed, and he said in a panic: "Sister Shen Ting, let's do it myself." ”

After speaking, the young man glanced at the two old men who came to see the illness on the side out of the corner of his eye, and he didn't dare to be undressed by Shen Ting in public.

The two old men were also interested, and when they saw Ye Feng's twisted appearance, they smiled and said, "Come over to get the medicine later", looked at each other and left together.

Shen Ting, who was in white in white, got up and closed the wooden door of the pharmacy and returned to Ye Feng's side, with a layer of frost on her pretty face, "I don't care what the injuries on your body are, but now you have to be obedient!"

After Shen Ting finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to Ye Feng, whose face was flushed, and moved out of the medicine box, took out scissors, cut off the young man's clothes, squatted down, and carefully treated the wound.

Feeling the heat sprayed on his skin by Shen Ting's breath, Ye Feng only felt an indescribable heat in his body, and peeked at the girl's serious and focused appearance, he hurriedly twisted his head to the side and didn't dare to look at it again, and secretly used a small meditation trick to adjust his mood.

Shen Ting cleaned Ye Feng's wounds, applied herbs, picked up gauze and gently bandaged it around Ye Feng's waist, she suddenly found light red marks on the young man's body, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's the matter with the red marks on your body?"

Ye Feng stopped meditating when he heard this, slowly opened his eyes, and said with a smile: "When I first came to the Jin Kingdom, I had a feud with a child of an official family, and I was whipped by someone, and the scar has not completely disappeared..."

The young man didn't want to continue the topic, so he took the gauze in Shen Ting's hand and tied it casually, got up and went to the back room to find a piece of clothing to put on, and finally returned to the front hall and began to clean up the medicinal herbs scattered on the ground.

Shen Ting, who was in white, looked at the busy figure of the young man, and didn't ask any more questions, she moved to the counter, picked up the patient records of these days and looked at them, her brows furrowed more and more.

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Mowen Academy is the largest academy in Thousand Caves City.

It is rumored that there are countless strange talents in the academy, all of whom are famous families who have been exiled from the four countries of the Dongliu Continent, and compared with other academies in the city, they can only be called private schools.

The time when the academy was built was not long, more than ten years, it was founded by two bachelors who fled from Xichu together, one of them is named Li Moyuan, and the other is called Chen Zhiwen, which is also the origin of the name of the college.

Seven or eight years ago, Li Moyuan died of a sudden illness, leaving only Chen Zhiwen to support the academy.

However, this Chen Zhiwen is also a strange person, the Mowen Academy, which was already half-dead, under his management, not only came back to life, but also attracted most of the talented scholars in the Thousand Caves City, and in just three years, it became the top academy in the city.