Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 1010 1010: Birds and Beasts

Likes to smile but doesn't smile, after a moment, Ye Feng's eyes became icy.

"Why do you always like to ask useless questions?"

Are you sure you can stop me?

"If not, why don't you tell me the answer I want to know?"

As his voice fell, Ye Feng lifted his head and walked toward the house, leaving behind a sentence that turned Sha Quan's face pale.

I'm here looking for someone. If I find them, it's fine; if I don't, you don't need to be a guard anymore."

What does "you don't need to be a guard" mean?

What does this person mean?

The words left by Ye Fengsheng kept echoing in his mind. Sha Quan instinctively wanted to follow Ye Fengsheng into the house and tell this news to Dong Sanyuan, but he couldn't imagine taking two steps. His head felt like it exploded, chaotic, followed by his eyes, fainting to the ground.

"Attack me once, and I'll return it once!"

After Lin Dongqing spoke to the unconscious Sha Quan, he jogged and caught up with the already entering courtyard sound of Ye Feng, leaving only a group of disciplines from other schools looking at each other. After a long period of depression, I wondered who said first:

There will be big events happening!

Soon after, a group of people dispersed like birds and beasts, flying to their faction locations, prepared to notify their masters of the matter as soon as possible.

Only a few artisans involuntarily carried the unconscious Sha Li to the rescue room at the top of the mountain.

In the dark hall, only the candles flickered, and there was no one there, nor were there any lights.

Pop music!

Following a very crisp sound, the door was directly photographed. Ye Fengsheng's figure appeared behind the open door. The golden sunlight slightly elongated his shadow.

In the empty hall, nothing accidental happened. Ye Fengsheng quickly moved to the chair on the left and reached out to touch the remnants of his spirit. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Unlike the remnant combat technique on the mountainside, this time it's not a combat technique, but a kind of imprint deliberately left by the spiritual energy, expressing the meaning of a word clearly:

Go.

Under such circumstances, before leaving such a "go" mark, Ye Fengsheng did not know what Fang Dun had brought.

Did he want to go himself? Or should I go?

Ye Feng furrowed his brows in confusion.

Lin Dongqing walked out of the door with heavy footsteps and opened his mouth to say to Ye Feng, "Ye fourth grade, there are many people outside, from all schools, in a hurry, not looking good."

"Let them go."

Ye Fengsheng opened his mouth, flustered. For those not in a hurry and don't want big events, most of his words were irritable: "Quickly call Dong Sanyuan to find me."

This.

Lin Dongqing hesitated slightly, only thinking about what consequence would follow after saying this sentence. Ye Feng's voice had long opened his mouth, like thunder, spreading vast peaks from the mountain top, and for a time, the wind and clouds changed color, grass and trees trembled, peaks roared like tsunamis.

"Where is Dong Sanyuan!"

Only five words, but like a thunder blast, making the people on the mountain dazed and dizzy. If it weren't for the condensed water droplets, the nearby Lin Dongqing might have been killed by the sonic blast at this moment.

Lin Dongqing was like this, not to mention those powerless intermediaries gathered around him. After five words, the power of weak spots surged, forehead tendons bulged, and latent internal injuries remained.

In the bright big room, a few people sat opposite, eyebrows busy discussing what to do. At the instant of the sonic boom, the room's lights exploded and scattered sparsely, but no alarm sounded, nor did fingers blink. Quiet, as if no one existed.

Collision.

I don't know who lifted the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, dazzling light shone into the room, but only empty seats were visible, no one anymore.

Dong Sanyuan is here, who is clamoring!

Thunder in the sky. The crowd followed, seeing a white and yellow figure coming and going. In a blink, it fell from the eaves, standing in everyone's sight.

Silver hair draped over his shoulders, reflecting dazzling light in the sun. The pale dress looked rough, but under Dong Sanyuan's vibrant momentum, it bloomed with unprecedented splendor, adding a special charm to the elderly living at home.

Age left no traces on his still-strong body. His back was straight. Dong Sanyuan turned his back to the people but gave them an illusion of facing a mountain.

"Who is looking for me, Dong Sanyuan?"

The mouth opened again, sounding like a bell, Dong Sanyuan looked straight ahead into the darkness, his eyes without fear.

Listening to the spirit's call, he already knows what kind of life he faces, but he still does not dread, this is his dignity as a master and his temperament as a warrior.

Only after the war ends can we know the differences between both sides, where are those martial artists?

It is precisely relying on this courage and perseverance that he gradually shook off his status in martial arts. Today, cut off the name of "First Master!" Unused

I don't know how many times between life and death, where will be shattered by the opponent's words?

Slowly walking, letting the golden sunlight shine into his dark pupils, Ye Feng opened his mouth, he said, "Are you Dong Sanyuan?"

Dong Sanyuan smiled and nodded: "The old man is Dong Sanyuan!"

Ye Fengsheng looked at the crowded heads outside, saying, "I want to ask you something, let them disperse."

"This old man has lived a life of righteousness. There is nothing to hide from others. Whenever asked, just ask!"

Dong Sanyuan laughed and said: "Don't suspect because there are too many people. Whether for revenge for others or for yourself, you can speak, the old man will surely give you a fair and satisfying answer!"

Good!

Ye Fengsheng nodded, not being old-fashioned. He opened his mouth to ask: "Where is Fang Du?"

The student's eyes constricted immediately. Dong Sanyuan looked closely at Ye Fengsheng's voice, saying: "Who are you?" What is the problem to find the way?

Ye Feng's voice curled slightly, not answering: "I asked you where the dust is. If I find him, what's your concern?"

Dong Sanyuan has not answered. In front of those terrifying warriors in the lower front, they opened their mouths wildly now: What do you use to shout at Master Dong?

Ye Fengsheng, don't be arrogant, Master Dong is here, then gives him courage, the master will certainly kill you!

"…

Chaotic words passed into Ye Fengsheng's ear without any feedback. The only thing achieved was Ye Fengsheng's voice, seemingly underestimated, but deafening, directly reaching the soul:

Noise! If you dare to say more, you let the two and others turn into dust on the Mang Mountain peak! Wow, wow, wow!

For a while, cold winds rose abruptly, people only felt as if in the Ice Age, piercing cold from the feet up through the ceiling.

A complex flash across the brow. Dong Sanyuan raised his hand, immediately stopping the conversations behind.

Dong Sanyuan turned and said to the group, "You should disperse first. I have some personal matters to handle with this friend."

Master.

Master Dong, this person has many tricks. You must be cautious!"

Ye Fengsheng's legs are long, now half-pushing, half-pulling Dong Sanyuan's voice. With Dong Sanyuan's weak gaze, they gradually retreat.