That's...ye wind!!!

At this moment, Yinglong and the old man in Nanshan were completely confused.

They were extremely resentful to Ye Feng, and even if Ye Feng turned into ashes, they could recognize him!

Especially, they thought Ye Feng would definitely die!

But I never dreamed that the other party was unscathed.

What made them even more unbelievable was that Ye Feng was actually walking in front of the Lord of Hidden Killing.

Moreover, whether it is the Lord of Hidden Killing or the Four Supreme Elders, they are respectful and pious in their attitude towards Ye Feng!

This made Master Yinglong and his disciple unable to believe his eyes!

"No... impossible! Ye Feng killed the son of the sect leader, how could the sect leader treat him like this! This is simply incredible!"

The old man in Nanshan had a pale face and said to the butler Zuo:

"Butler, why is that little bastard here!!!"

Um?

This sentence made Butler Zuo slightly stunned, especially when he found out that the old man in Nanshan was actually Ye Feng, his face changed drastically!

"Bastard! You actually insulted your master like this! Nanshan, are you looking for death!!!"

What!

These words scared the old man in Nanshan and Ying Long so much that they almost knelt on the ground.

Lord...Master?

The owner of the sect leader and the owner of the Zuo family, which the butler mentioned, turned out to be Ye Feng!!!

This sentence completely scared Ying Long and the others.

Just when the two were extremely shocked, Ye Feng and others had slowly come closer!

Plop!

At that moment, the butler Zuo Tianshi knelt on the ground with a frenzy on his face:

"Old slave Zuo Tianshi, pay homage to the master! Welcome the master and visit the Zuo family!!!"

Hearing this, Yinglong and the old man in Nanshan felt their scalp explode!

The two of them fell to their knees:

"Welcome to the host!!!"

They lowered their heads tightly, and they didn't even have the courage to look at Ye Feng!

The cold sweat kept slid down the foreheads of the two.

They just felt their hearts pounding, as if they were about to pop out.

"Master, this is the Zuo family! Please come in!" Zuo Qingcheng, the master of the hidden killing, said to Ye Feng.

Hearing this, Ye Feng nodded.

Now he took a step and walked into the Zuo family!

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Master Yinglong's disciple, as if in his eyes, the two were just ants, which made him disdain! (The extras are all in WEIXIN: Qiufeng 123)

call!

It was not until Ye Feng and his group walked into the Zuo family that Master Yinglong and his disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

The two seemed to have walked around the gate of hell, and their backs were wet with cold sweat!

They looked at Ye Feng's back, and their eyes were extremely complicated!

"Yinglong, from now on, we will eliminate all the resentment in our hearts! We and him are no longer people from the same world!"

The old man in Nanshan looked extremely pale, revealing endless fear and fear:

"If we have any dissatisfaction with him, we may die in the future and there will be no place to bury him!"

This sentence made Yinglong shudder.

"Yes! Master!"

Yinglong's heart was extremely bitter.

The resentment also disappeared instantly.

When the opponent is too strong and as humble as him, he doesn't even dare to resent.

Because he and Ye Feng are no longer from the same world.

Resentment will only make oneself die!

That's all!

"He... is the scariest guy I've ever seen!"

Yinglong still remembers that when he went to Jiang City, Ye Feng was just an ant-like cultivation, and his slaves were just the Three Kings of Dark Night and others!

But now, the other party takes the powerful myth as slave and the half-step myth as servant!

This amazing growth rate made Ying Long creepy!

...

late at night!

In Yanjing City, there is a hotel in the style of the Khan Republic of China!

A girl was lying on the bed, looking at the stars outside the window, and tears kept rolling down.

elder brother!

Father!

grandfather!

The faces of the three people kept flashing through her mind, as if reminding her over and over again.

That person is the enemy!

He killed your favorite person!

If you hate him, you can only hate him!

"Little brother...why..."

Wan'er cried and gradually fell asleep.

Tears flashed above her flawless pretty face, which made people feel pity.

But, she didn't know!

The curtains moved slightly!

Two figures, one old and one young, appeared in the room at some point.

If Ye Feng were here, he would definitely recognize that these two people were the beggars who gave him the gold medal in the Demon Valley!

"Grandpa, my sister is so pitiful!"

The little girl Yan'er looked at the tears on Wan'er's face, and her mouth sagged and almost cried.

Hearing this, the old beggar sighed.

A faint light flashed in his eyes, his vicissitudes of voice, hoarse and obscure:

"Miss, do you hate him?"

Wan'er was hazy and seemed to hear someone asking herself.

She closed her eyes as if she was muttering in her dreams:

"Hate! I hate him...but I... love him too..."

With the sound of dreams, it sounded!

Tick!

Tick!

Tears rolled down from their closed eyes like beads with broken threads.

Seeing this scene, even the old beggar couldn't help but sigh:

"The word love makes people live, dies! makes people happy and makes people sad!"

"Girl, come with us! We will let you grow, we will make you strong!"

"One day, you will see him..."

After saying that, the old beggar nodded to Xiao Yan'er.

At that moment, Yan'er's petite body walked forward, hugged Wan'er, and exerted a little force with her little hand!
To be continued...