urban wolf

Ye Feng's brows were tightly furrowed. Over the years, he had never had a relaxed time. He just buried his worries in his heart for the peace of mind of those around him. When the night was quiet and he was the only one left, all Sadness will appear on the face.

Through the window, he saw Yinye Luanyu standing quietly on a small five-story building outside. There was wind, but her body, clothes, and hair didn't move anywhere, as if she was a sculpture. at every turn.

Ye Feng suddenly discovered that she was also a poor person. She was alone all her life, named the helm of Mount Fuji, but who would have thought that she was the only person in Mount Fuji, and the only thing that supported her to survive was the belief of defeating Leng Yue up.

It was rainy in the south in April, and at this time, it began to rain again, pattering, wetting the flowers and plants, the earth, and the hearts of many people.Ye Feng picked up an umbrella, quietly walked out the door, came behind Yin Ye Luanyu, and softly recited Li Qingzhao's eternal masterpiece "Slow Voice" that touched generations.

"Looking and looking, it's deserted and desolate, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's hardest to breathe. Three cups and two light wine, how can it be against him coming late and the wind is rushing? The geese are passing, and I'm sad, but it's the old days. acquaintance.

Yellow flowers piled up all over the ground.Haggard and worn out, who can pick it up now?Watching the window, how can I be dark alone?The phoenix trees are also drizzled, and at dusk, bit by bit, this time, how can there be a word of worry? "

Ye Feng recited, hit the umbrella on the top of Yin Ye Luanyu's head, and said slowly: "This poem was Xiao Yu's favorite poem when I was young, because the lines are full of desolate beauty. This poem by Li Qingzhao seems to be written especially for you. It has been sung for thousands of years, but time has not washed away the lingering grief in it. Tell me, why can't human beings escape this most hurtful shackle?"

Yin Ye Luanyu's body remained motionless, her face did not change at all, and said coldly: "The Dao is ruthless, if the sky is sentimental, the sky will be old, you are so sentimental, it is not good for your future cultivation."

After hearing this, Ye Feng raised a smile on his mouth and said: "Will passion affect cultivation? It seems that many religions teach her followers this way, but what about your unfeeling? You can't beat my grandma, and I, now You can already hold a candle to it."

After hearing this, Yin Ye Luanyu was shocked, her face was no longer so natural, and she said in a mocking tone: "Are you standing in the perspective of Leng Yue, showing off in front of me, a loser, as a winner?"

"No." Ye Feng shook his head, without arguing too much, he just explained lightly: "I just want to say that the depth of cultivation has nothing to do with unfeeling, it's just about hard work, luck, and talent."

"If I really want to find a man, I don't have to find you."

Because Ye Feng was behind her, he didn't notice that her face turned pale, but he saw that her hands were already clenched into fists, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.But still stubbornly maintained the last trace of dignity.

At this moment, Ye Feng had already vaguely guessed that a person who can make such a state of mind lose his composure, and that there is only one word "love" with such a powerful force in the world.Yinye Luanyu must have had an unbearable love affair back then, and if he wanted to get her, he had to untie her knots.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt powerless. She is of the same generation as grandma. Grandma is now in her 60s. She may be younger, but she must be over 30. The most beautiful age in life is the age that is most vulnerable to injury, but she Can I untie the knot in my heart that has not been untied for more than [-] years?

"That's all." Ye Feng suddenly had a bold idea, put aside the umbrella in his hand, quickly grabbed Yin Ye Luanyu's waist, and kissed her lips in one breath, his tongue wanted to get entangled with her, but Yin Ye Luanyu's teeth were closed Clenching tightly, just for a moment, a powerful aura erupted from her body, trying to shake Ye Feng away, but how could she expect that Ye Feng's strength at this time had already caught up with her, and her struggle was ineffective.

But soon, Yinye Luanyu found that the man holding her was abnormally pale, his body was trembling uncontrollably, and his body seemed to have lost control and fell to the ground.

Yin Ye Luanyu, who lost her restraint, flew to the top of another building in an instant, looking at Ye Feng who was lying motionless on the roof, her expression flickered, but she didn't fly over for a long time.

This is a pain for Ye Feng, originally he was forcibly suppressing the evil spirit in his body, just now for the sake of "indecent" to hide Ye Luanyu for a longer time, he forcibly boosted his Qi and suppressed Ye Luanyu, but no matter what he would Unexpectedly, these evil spirits would break through the defense line of the natural force in his body instantly like a volcano that had accumulated for a long time, and flow into his limbs and bones. The pain in the body struck again.

But this time, what was different was that Ye Feng couldn't move his whole body, he couldn't even blink his eyelids, he could hear voices and see things, but he couldn't make any sound.This kind of feeling is like a fire spreading on his body. If the body can move, the fire can be extinguished. Although it hurts, it can't be screamed. This is not only a physical test, but also a psychological test.

Yinye Luanyu, who was on the side, always thought that Ye Feng was pretending, her heart was full of anger, she wished to pull out the ghost pill and kill him, but she resisted and did not do it.After a long time, she saw that Ye Feng was still motionless, and she felt uneasy in her heart. She was about to fly over to see what happened, but she found that the door of the originally closed black hotel suddenly opened, and five or six people The dark-looking burly man was taken into the house by the boss.

She knew that Ye Feng regarded the people around her as more important than herself, so she ignored Ye Feng's comfort and flew directly from the window into the bedroom, where Nangong Yuting and the little girl who were still sleeping quietly sat quietly. Yu's side, waiting for those who plot evil to enter.

But after waiting for a long time, she still didn't wait for those gangsters to enter the house, but the more so, the more uneasy she felt, and she was about to get up to see what happened, but the moment she got up, she felt something beside her. There was a wave of true energy.Immediately, he drew Japan's number one sword, Onimaru, pointed the sword obliquely at the ground, and looked coldly at the several old men in sackcloth surrounding him. They were the disciples of Wakayama in Japan, and who was the leader if it wasn't Xuanyuan?