He murmured, Ye Fengsheng knew that he could not find the answer. If he really wanted to know, he might have to ask his grandfather in the future. After all, he was a person who decided to come to the Ye family with a pure heart. He should have a little impression.

Of course, what Ye Fengsheng didn't know was that Taoists once stole Jin Singer from the Pei family, and then took Jing Xinqiu to exchange Qing Xinxue with the parents at that time. He shouted that he was bound to Qing Xin Village, and was finally destroyed by a second sect leader who was not in charge of his family. He "pinched his finger" with one hand, causing him to run away in a hurry.

It's so kind to see this apprentice destroying the enemy with two eyes but not killing him.

Ye Fengsheng, who was recuperating in the mountains, opened his eyes again. In the past, he did not have much consciousness because the halo of his body was shaken by a palm. Now, after the halo was recondensed, in the sense of Qingxin Awareness, the monks who coveted themselves in the sky were naturally exposed.

Recalling the old sayings before, Ye Fengsheng instinctively wanted to scold the old man for not paying attention. When he brought himself here, he had to provoke another group of people to argue. However, due to physical injuries, he could only turn the words in his mouth into rumors in his heart.

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Then he flew up and patted the monk on the back. The monk stared at his sky carefully. At the same time, he hid his body. When his spirit was surging, the monk's body was like a meteorite, falling with the inappropriate courage of thousands of people. When it was buried on the ground, the entire mountain was shaken.

Even Ye Fengsheng didn't know how powerful the palm was. He was afraid that only his whole body was buried on the ground, leaving only one foot in the heart of the monk who was struggling.

Due to fatigue, the injury recurred in his body. Ye Feng's mouth was covered with blood, but he was not angry. He wiped it with his thumb and applied it to his ragged clothes. He landed slowly. He lifted the monk from the ground with one hand, looked at his bloody face, and asked, "Which sect are you from?"

I don't know if it was because the heavy hand hurt him or because he was caught and unwilling to admit it. In short, the monk didn't even open his eyes, let alone gritting his teeth.

Ye Fengsheng was not in a hurry. He stood on his own roots and moved slowly with his clear heart formula. When his body was full of spirituality, it was like a colorless and transparent lotus blooming, and the petals scattered. When it spreads, everything wrapped in the range is trans.

Suddenly, autumn rain started to pour down. It was obvious that there were no clouds in the sky, but it produced such a strange thing. Ye Fengsheng did not get the answer from the monk. He looked around and walked under the ancient tree to shelter from the rain. At the same time, he threw the monk in his hand to the ground.

Although strange, Ye Fengsheng should be regarded as lucky. After all, it is difficult to see the sunshine and rain. If you follow common sense, there will be a rainbow after the rain. This is still a happy thing.

The raindrops fell on the dark brown and black mountain roads, quickly making a muddy area. Looking at the dust splashed in the raindrops, Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, and a bad mood suddenly appeared in his heart.

This feeling, on the one hand, comes from the mysterious ancient way, and on the other hand, is the words of "evil animals" in the monk's words.

Due to the sun and rain, his eyes became cold again. He turned his eyes back to the monk's face. Ye Fengsheng didn't want to talk to him anymore. He opened his mouth, his bones were frozen.

"If you don't, you'll die."

The monk's face was covered with blood. The dirty blood stains made him unable to open his eyes. He was still proud when he heard the voice and argued. He raised his head and cursed, "Evil animal!"

Before his voice could come down, Ye Fengsheng raised his hand and patted the monk's face hard. The power it contained would soon become stubborn.

The monk who didn't know how to plant bones flew out. His body was like an out of control puppet. He jumped out of this half-dry place and was buried in the muddy mountain soil. After a long ditch was pulled out, it exploded and turned into pieces.

Seeing the bright red blood gradually washed away by the rain, Ye Feng's voice seemed indifferent.

Since he knew that his accomplices would come, there was no need to continue working with such a tough guy. If he killed them, he would also kill them. A "evil beast" at a time had already made Ye Feng very anxious. There was nothing to consider.

The sun and rain came and went quickly. The blood on the ground had not been completely washed away. Suddenly the rain curtain disappeared without a trace. After the rain, Ye Fengsheng looked up at the still blue sky and turned around. He did not find the color on the painting, which inevitably led to a little disappointment. Almost at the same time. It was just different from the monk just now. After I left, I was sure that most of my blockage had been reduced to neglect. However, in Qing Xinyue's perception, four shadows approached in the sky.

When he picked his eyebrows, Ye Fengsheng followed his prestige and his eyes were shining. After recognizing the three men and a woman wearing uniform clothes, he thought for a while, but he didn't remember which sect the clothes belonged to. He just didn't think about it. He stood there, quietly waiting for the arrival of the four people, and saw a faint rainbow on the horizon at the corner of his eyes, and his originally uneasy mood gradually disappeared.

When you encounter this sudden autumn rain and see the rainbow that should appear, although the event is sudden, it is also the result and should be considered an auspicious thing.

Thinking of this in my heart, the people in the sky seemed to know that Ye Fengsheng was there. When they fell from the sky quickly, they looked around and looked around in the mud bars for things.

At this time, no one even noticed the voice of Ye Fengsheng appearing in front of them.

It was not until someone found fragments of clothes like himself in the ditch on the ground that the blood at the bottom of the ditch became very thin under the erosion of the rain that the faces of the four people finally changed. The bearded monk in the lead looked at Ye Fengsheng, as if there was no one in front of him, as if it was to enhance the momentum of the team. Where is my little brother Zhu now?"

This is the fourth time I have heard someone say this. Ye Fengsheng's two deep-rooted thoughts have disappeared. He is really not interested in continuing to entangle them.

His eyes were filled with pure light, and Ye Feng took a step forward. His spirit rolled like a dragon.

The four monks felt the power contained in this atmosphere and were shocked. They retreated one after another, looking at each other, revealing a "misjudgment" emotion.

People thought that these five people could catch this ferocious beast, but they did not want to find its trace. Now Xiao Zhu died first, but there was no corpse anymore. In addition, this spirit is more powerful than the spirit of the principal. In an instant, they could completely brush their thoughts on the enemy, but they could not express their original wishes...

Interestingly, our family wanted to take root in Qilian, so we followed this news to eliminate this ferocious beast, but we can't think of a face-to-face kung fu now, it's dead, dead, and injured. This is not to say that we are bluffing. This is another way of saying whether we can go back alive.

In his heart, he thought that the bearded monk, the man who had just tried his best to escape, had forgotten his brotherhood. He finally learned this all-day skill from a master. How could he die here!

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