Zili's Spirit Grass Space

Chapter 470 Another Fool

boom!A few fireballs fell from the sky.

With a graceful figure, Ye Fengyi suddenly jumped to the opposite side.The red figure is as light as the wind, raising a beautiful arc in the wind.

bang bang!In an instant, a huge black pit appeared where he was standing just now.

He squeezed the bottle in his hand and put it in the storage device.He raised his head and raised a wicked smile.

"The old guy finally wants to make a move!" Ye Fengyi licked his red lips, wiping off the blood on them.

A male cultivator and a female cultivator were flying in the air, both of them were very beautiful.When they saw Ye Fengyi's movements, obsessive looks flashed in their eyes.

That is the young master of the Ye family, the most beautiful person in Ye's family.Patriarch Ye is also very handsome, but it's a pity that there are talented people from generation to generation. His era has passed, and now is the era of Young Master Ye.

If it is a few decades later, the Ye family will definitely be the world of Young Master Ye.It's a pity that the little eagle has not escaped from the eagle's control after all, and the current young master Ye still can't control the power.

"Young master, the Patriarch is very angry." The female cultivator's eyes flashed with pity, her expression was a little tangled, and she finally had to obey the Patriarch's order. "You stole the Purple Light Sword, and he was very angry. The Patriarch has an order, and we must take the young master back to deal with it. Young master, you are a smart person. If you go back and confess your mistake to the Patriarch, the Patriarch will definitely forgive you."

"Oh! What a pity." Ye Fengyi's eyes became cold after hearing what the nun said.

It is indeed a pity!I thought he had finally had enough of 'this thing', and was finally willing to send someone to kill him.It now appears that he underestimated his 'fun' value.

"What if I - refuse?" Ye Fengyi coughed lightly, and swallowed the scarlet liquid in his throat.

"Young master, you should be clear that you are seriously injured and are no match for the two of us." The male cultivator greedily looked at Ye Fengyi's delicate cheeks.

"No matter how bad this young master is, he still has the strength to deal with two dogs." Ye Fengyi said coldly, "How do you want to die?"

"Stop talking nonsense with him. Now he is not the Patriarch, we have to listen to the Patriarch's words." Nanxiu said, swinging the fireball again.

These two people have the strength of the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, of course they cannot be Ye Fengyi's opponents in normal times, but they are more than enough to deal with him at this time.Patriarch Ye just wanted to take care of Ye Fengyi, but he didn't intend to kill him, so the subordinates he sent would not be too strong, just barely able to deal with the seriously injured Ye Fengyi.

Ye Fengyi had long expected that the old guy would be angry.The purple light sword is his treasure, and he never leaves him.The last person who snatched the Purple Light Sword was still living in Ye Family's purgatory.I thought that the old guy would attack him in a fit of anger, but I never thought that his existence would please him more than the Purple Light Sword.Should he be honored?
bang bang bang!Ye Fengyi dodged Nanxiu's attacks continuously.The female cultivator hesitated at the side for a long time, but in the end she couldn't resist Patriarch Ye's majesty and ruthless hands towards Ye Fengyi.

Of course Ye Fengyi would not stand there obediently and let them attack.Although this kind of life is very boring, there is no reason for him to die at the hands of his servants.

What's more, the old guy obviously only wanted to humiliate him, and didn't intend to kill him at all.Instead of falling into his hands and being humiliated by him, it is better to have a good fight.

puff!After dozens of spells were cast, Ye Fengyi's internal injuries became more serious.He leaned against the tree and spat a mouthful of blood toward the ground.

"Young master, don't struggle, come back with us! Patriarch loves you so much, he will forgive you." The female cultivator couldn't bear it, and tried to persuade her.

"Love me? He really loves me!" Ye Fengyi sneered. "If you don't love me, why would you be reluctant to let me die? In order to prevent me from dying, you even spent a lot of time researching the pill."

Those elixirs were made of various poisons, and if they took his life, they would slowly turn him into a monster.

Of course he couldn't bear his death!If he died, wouldn't he have lost a lot of fun?His presence was just that—fun for the old guy.

"It stands to reason that I shouldn't take care of your housework." In the darkness, Ouyang Shengge's figure came out from a certain corner. "But... what should I do? This young master has something to do with your young master."

"Young Master Ouyang?" Nanxiu looked at Ouyang Shengge warily. "How will you be here?"

"Young master Ouyang, please don't worry too much." The female cultivator looked at Ouyang Shengge gloomily and said.

Ouyang Shengge shook his spiritual fan with a ostentatious smile on his face.The spiritual fan blocked his mouth, and his smile was elegant and seductive, making a man and a woman stunned.

Ye Fengyi's beauty was full of evil and seductiveness, while Ouyang Shengge's handsomeness was like a god, elegant, noble, and with a hint of arrogance.No one does not like such extreme beauty.

"My young master has never been a nosy person. It's just that I have something to do with your young master, so you can't delay my business, right?" Ouyang Shengge said with a low smile.

"Young master, can you tell me, is there anything you want to ask our young master? If it's not important, how about talking about it another day?" The female cultivator smiled coquettishly.

"This... Do I have to say it?" Ouyang Shengge looked troubled. "This is our private matter, there is no need to tell you?"

"Young Master Ouyang, we are following the Patriarch's order to find the young master to go back to deal with some urgent matters. Therefore, if you have no important matters, our young master must go back with us."

"I see... But I think my business is quite big." Ouyang Shengge walked towards Ye Fengyi while talking.

Ye Fengyi was seriously injured, but he held on to the tree pole to prevent himself from falling down.

He knew how much Shangguan Zili valued these senior brothers, and he didn't want to be compared with them from the bottom of his heart.

Ouyang Shengge looked at Ye Fengyi narrowly: "Another fool. Why are you doing this?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Ye Fengyi spat out too much blood, his throat was broken, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"It had nothing to do with me, who told you to hold the Purple Light Sword..." Ouyang Shengge was halfway through speaking, when he saw the pair of monks listening to their conversation, he immediately changed the subject and said with a smile: "You are still here in a daze What are you doing? It’s rare for this young master to find your young master, and you still want me to ask your family to ask for help?”

"Hmph! Don't say that young master Ouyang wants someone in person today, even if Patriarch Ouyang comes to ask for someone. Our patriarch has orders, and we don't listen to anyone except the words of the patriarch." The male cultivator said coldly.

Ouyang Shengge shook his head lightly, with embarrassment and helplessness on his face: "Really. I didn't listen to you when I talked to you well, and I insisted on a toast instead of fine wine."

boom!A spell waved towards the fellow monk.

The two jumped away, dodging Ouyang Shengge's attack.But they had no time to be happy, spells attacked them one after another, and they had no power to fight back.

This is the helplessness of disparity in strength.What a young master Ouyang!This person has such strength at such a young age, and he should not be underestimated in the future.

(End of this chapter)