This scene was so satisfying that many passionate people stood up with excitement.

Feng Yi suddenly raised her eyes, quietly holding the sword dripping with blood in her hand, and looked at Mei Feilai in the audience, the tip of the sword pointed directly at him.

"Do you want to continue? If you come, I will kill one. If two come, I will kill a pair. The land of Daqing will not allow you to act recklessly."

The sound was not loud, but it was shocking and hit everyone's heart. Their eyes involuntarily fell on the people on the stage.

Her eyebrows were too gorgeous, and she chuckled, and the bewitching charm gradually overflowed from the tips of her eyebrows.

Mei Feiya looked at Fengyi expressionlessly, with cold and terrifying eyes, and smiled at her, showing her cold teeth: "Let's go."

Seeing them leaving, Feng Yi jumped off the ring.

Everyone gathered around and clasped their fists to congratulate him.

"Yan Shaoxia is really young and promising. His future is limitless. I have a daughter who is in her 28th year..."

"I'm telling you, you old man, he is the grandson-in-law that I like. He is a perfect match for my granddaughter. Little brother, I have a granddaughter who is as beautiful as a country."

"Bah, you shameless old guy has the nerve to say this."

"If you don't accept it, let's fight."

The two old men stared at each other unhappily and started to fuck.

Fengyi laughed dryly and could only run away in the face of the enthusiastic crowd.

Xiaowu looked confused: "Sir, aren't we fighting for the position of leader of the martial arts alliance?"

"Why are you fighting over that thing? Let's go and chase those bastards."

Zuo Qiuyan had the idea of ​​giving the position of alliance leader to Fengyi. Seeing that she disappeared in the blink of an eye, he could only smile bitterly, looked at the others and said, "Let's continue."

Mei Feicai and his group fled in panic like bereaved dogs.

There were more than ten martial arts masters when they came, but only five were left when they left. They were seriously injured and returned to Zhao Kingdom in a dying state.

Mei Feilao roared angrily: "One day, I will conquer this land. What a great hero Yan is, he is just a cunning and cunning person."

Seeing hundreds of thousands of troops waiting for Mei Feishao at the border, Feng Yi had no choice but to give up.

Walking in the bustling city, his slender and strong fingers gently held the reins of the thin horse, his smile was warm, and in response to the noisy crowd, people could not tell the truth in this smile.

He is so careless and cheerful, which makes people sigh, what a handsome young man.

A pretty maid in pink clothes stood in front, gently bent down and saluted, and said: "Young Master, my young lady has invited you."

"Since a beautiful woman invites you, I will not refuse you."

Fengyi looked at the boat on the lake and handed the reins to Xiao Wu. Along with it was the sword she carried with her, and she only got an unusually gorgeous boat.

In the rippling microwaves, little bits of water mist rise, like a fairyland, and a curl of piano music slowly flows out, making people so mesmerized that they just want to drown in it.

A woman with a veil was sitting alone by the piano. Her thin fingers were like fine warm jade. Under the light of the candle, she felt a little more deserted and unknown.

Fengyi walked in, looked at the good wine next to her, took a white jade wine bottle by herself, and started drinking.

The woman chuckled lightly, stood up, and said, "I have heard about Young Master Yan for a long time, and now that I have met him, I realize that seeing him once is better than hearing him a hundred times."

Fengyi shook the wine bottle in her hand: "Do you want to drink together?"

Qingyao stood up, took off the veil on her head, revealing a charming face, with fluttering skirts, like an immortal. She walked in front of Fengyi and held up a glass of wine with both hands.

"With this cup, Qing Yao pays tribute to the young hero. He thanks the young hero for punishing rape and eradicating evil, so that my great revenge can be avenged."

She drank it all in one gulp and poured another glass.

"With this cup, I will thank you Shaoxia for my sister, allowing her to rest in peace."

There was a flash of sadness in her eyes, which was charming and pitiful. She came back to her senses in a daze, and with a faint smile, she poured another glass of wine.

"This third cup is for the young hero. In the martial arts competition, he was extremely talented and brilliant. With one frosty sword, he scared countless thieves out of their courage."

Fengyi said with a frivolous smile: "Since the most beautiful girl in the world, Miss Qingyao, is toasting me, I will return the favor several times. This is something that many men dream of."

Qingyao looked at her and smiled: "I thought that in your eyes, all beauties were skeletons, vulgar and powdery, not worth mentioning. I'm afraid your compliment to me today won't be spread out.

You know how many people are envious of you."

Since Fengyi became famous, countless women have thrown themselves at her, of all types. Fengyi refused once, and then she said that he only has swords in his eyes.

There is also a rumor that she is Liu Xiahui.

Fengyi felt that her biggest fault was definitely that guy Xiao Wu, who sighed every day, and even went to the Valley of the Divine Doctor behind her back to ask for a prescription for treating Liu Xiahui.

She sat down casually, opened the boat window, and said, "How did you recognize me?"

Qingyao: "Your portrait has been spread all over the world, with a thin horse in white, a servant and a master, and I heard that you have thousands of people chasing the Zhao Kingdom. I calculated the itinerary and guessed that you should be here, so I arrived in advance

Wait here."

"Why?"

Qing Yao smiled and said nothing. Basically, all sects and sects have portraits of Fengyi, just to prevent the disciples from going blind, provoking the wrong people, and causing death.

The two of them were chatting, feeling quite like old friends.

Qingyao also talked about her sister Qingbi.

"My sister is a saint of the Lotus Cult. She is extremely intelligent. She has practiced the Qinglian Sword Manual to the seventh level. She is praised by our master as the most talented person in recent decades. She went down the mountain to practice a few years ago.

The teaching school originally wanted to let her take over the position of master after she came back from experience, but unexpectedly..."

Qingyao sighed: "She met Gong Yu Hongxue who was traveling abroad. The two experienced life and death, fell in love with each other, and finally got together."

"In the end, he is just a heartless man who is infatuated with a girl. All men in the world are ruthless. He said that the eternal love has disappeared and the vows have been forgotten. But the people who heard it were engraved in their hearts word by word. Because my sister has a special status, she cannot marry.

As a married woman, my sister eloped.”

"She suffered a lot, was deprived of her martial arts skills, and was finally kicked out of the school, but she still happily went to find that heartless man."

"That man was already a ruthless person. He had a lot of wives and concubines, but he didn't remember her. After abandoning her, he thought she was unclean. Before he came out of the court, he had a physical relationship with a man, and even her belly was hurt.

The children in the middle also don’t recognize it.”

When Qing Yao said this, her gentle tone gradually became colder, with a hint of hatred.
Chapter completed!