Chapter 85: Mongolian Officials Die

Chapter 85: Mongolian Officials Die

Chapter 85: Mongolian Officials Die

Chang'an City.

The courtyard where Feng Yi lives.

Feng Yi, Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo appeared in several elegant houses.

After returning to the city, Hong Lingbo boiled some hot water and asked Li Mochou and Feng Yi to take a bath and change clothes.

Feng Yi soaked in the bathtub and took a closer look at his leg injury. The broken bone had already scabbed over and the bone injury had healed about 60 to 70 percent.

When Feng Yi fell from a height of thousands of feet that day, the impact force was so great that it was far beyond people's imagination. When he was about to land, he could not reach the ground. With the help of the wind, he temporarily turned his body and used up all his internal strength to touch the ground with one leg to reduce the force of falling.

It wasn't that he didn't want to use his legs, but he had already tried his best and his posture no longer allowed it.

If not for this, he would have fallen directly to the ground and turned into a pulp. Even so, the force of the fall was so great that it was hard to describe. Otherwise, with his internal strength, how could he have broken his bones as soon as he touched the ground?
But if there is no fracture, it is fine. But once there is a fracture, it is extremely serious. It is a real open fracture, with even the bone stump sticking out of the flesh. It is a world of difference from the closed fracture that most people only know about.

If Feng Yi's Shenzhao Gong was not so miraculous, how could he have walked and run around with such an injury in just a few days?

Feng Yi touched his wound and thought, "It seems that I underestimated the magical effect of Shenzhao Gong. In less than a month, my leg will be as good as new. During this time, I will get the secret recipe of poison, prepare the poison needles and poison, and kill them all. Hehe, let them drink a pot of wine and see if they are willing to start a large-scale war."

"Boom, boom!"

Suddenly, there were two knocks on the door. Feng Yi didn't need to look. Just by listening to the breathing, he knew it was Li Mochou and asked, "What's the matter?"

Feng Yi got out of the wooden barrel and changed into clean clothes.

Li Mochou said: "I have something to ask you."

"What?"

With a creaky sound, Li Mochou pushed the door open, unable to wait any longer. Suddenly, she saw him putting on his trousers. His face turned red and he was about to leave.

Feng Yi was also embarrassed. How could this woman be so tough? He even stopped putting on his pants.

Li Mochou's eyes fell on Feng Yi's right leg, which had not yet put on his pants. He was slightly startled, then stepped forward, lowered his head to look at his wound, and asked casually, "Why is it so badly injured?"

Feng Yi shrugged his shoulders slightly and said, "It's hard to put it into words!"

As he spoke, he slowly put on that trouser leg.

Li Mochou asked, "Are you Huang Lao Xie's new disciple?"

Feng Yi glanced at her and said with a wry smile: "You don't think that just because my name contains the character 'Feng' and I have a broken leg, you think so, do you?"

Li Mochou snorted, "Your skills have already reached the pinnacle. There are people in the martial arts world who can rival you, but no one can surpass you. I really can't understand how else could your leg be injured like this, except that you were willing to do it."

She guessed that with Feng Yi's martial arts skills, it would be impossible for him to accidentally fall off the cliff, so the most likely scenario was that he was interrupted by his master. In today's martial arts world, there is no other possibility except for a loner like Huang Yaoshi.

Feng Yi knew what she was thinking, and said with a playful smile: "Miss Li, you care about me so much, are you in love with me?"

He found that he liked teasing Li Mochou more and more. It was a different kind of stimulation. If he teased others, he would be afraid of getting into emotional trouble, but with her, he had no burden. After all, she was already trapped in love.

Li Mochou was suddenly stunned and said unhappily, "Don't make fun of me. I just want to say that with your martial arts skills, can't you just take revenge in the martial arts world? Why do you have to provoke the Mongols?"

She thought about it all the way but still didn't understand Feng Yi's thoughts.

Feng Yi looked serious and said solemnly: "I've long been tired of the days of fighting and killing in the martial arts world and stirring up hatred everywhere.

Besides, there is no such thing as true revenge in the martial arts world. The reason you think this way now is because you have no worries in your heart. If Lu Zhanyuan were still alive, would you dare to be so reckless and kill innocent people? "

These words made Li Mochou's heart ache. All the longing and grievances she had felt over the years, as well as the sadness and anger she felt after seeing Lu Zhanyuan's wedding, suddenly turned into a stream of resentment and burst out: "Before I met him, I was also a good girl, not the Red Snake Fairy!"

After saying that, she turned around and left. When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and looked back. Feng Yi was looking at her steadily, with surprise, pity, and mockery in his eyes.

Li Mochou was startled and thought, "Oh no, could this kid also be my doom?" A sly look flashed across her charming face, and she asked, "Feng Yi, do you still keep your word that day?"

Her tone was harsh, but full of tenderness, and she was truly charming beyond compare.

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Li Mochou to be like this. He was stunned for a moment and asked after a while: "What did you say?"

In an instant, Li Mochou's face turned gloomy again, and he said word by word: "You said that I should go with you to kill the Mongols, and you will bear all my blood debt?"

"Did I say that?" Feng Yi was stunned.

He didn't seem to have said this, but seeing Li Mochou's confident look, his heart was confused. He really couldn't remember what he said and how he gave her this illusion.

Li Mochou narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "I'm kidding you. Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, there have been the Khitan, Xixia and Jin Dynasties. Now that Mongolia is so powerful, Xixia has disappeared, and even the Jin Dynasty that destroyed the Khitan has been destroyed.

The Song court is seeking peace every day. What's the point of you doing it alone? I don't want to do such a thankless and stupid thing with you!"

Feng Yi shook his head and said: "Although everyone has their own aspirations and cannot be forced. But now many people have not yet experienced the cruelty of the Mongols. They are not like the Khitan, Xixia, or even the Jin Dynasty. They want to conquer the world.

They turned the Central Plains into their pasture, the women of the Central Plains into their tools for sexual gratification, and the men into their slaves.

As you said, if everyone has the same idea as you when foreign races invade, is there still hope for this country and nation? The big country is gone, and the small family is safe. Whether you want to live a leisurely life or take revenge, it is not something you can control! "

Li Mochou was stunned and sighed: "Perhaps you and Wang Chongyang have the same views!"

At this point, he said, "Let's go, it's time to eat!"

Feng Yi nodded, stood up, and walked forward step by step with the help of a cane. After taking two steps, he suddenly felt something warm under his elbow. Li Mochou reached out to support him, and a faint fragrance wafted from his mouth.

Although Feng Yi said no, he did not break free, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, and said faintly: "Miss Li, I am a little unreliable sometimes, and I like to joke with you.

But I solemnly tell you now, please don’t kill innocent people indiscriminately in the future.”

This was the first time Feng Yi had called her like this since they had known each other. Li Mochou was filled with mixed emotions. She glanced at Feng Yi and suddenly felt regretful. However, the woman's pride still made her raise her neck and ask, "Are you begging me?"

Feng Yi sighed and said, "Just think of it as me begging you!"

Li Mochou looked at Feng Yi with a bright smile on her face. Her heart was pounding. After a moment of silence, she said, "What did my junior sister say to you last night?"

Feng Yi thought it was hard to say that, so he shook his head and said, "I promised Xiao Long Nu not to tell her."

Li Mochou looked annoyed, snorted coldly, and said, "Did my master tell her to clean up the mess? She was afraid that I would learn Wang Chongyang's martial arts and she would not be able to control me. What promise did you make to make her agree to find a secret passage to bring us out?"

"Well..." Feng Yi really admired the woman's cleverness, and said with a wry smile: "It's not entirely true. But your master did leave a last word before her death. She hopes that you can mend your ways and stop doing evil things. Your junior sister and you have a fellow disciple relationship, but she can't persuade you with her gentleness.

If you resort to violence, and you have learned the martial arts engraved on Chongyang's remains, alas, she won't be able to control you.

You know, I am afraid of death. In order to survive, I promised her that if you do evil, I will..."

Li Mochou saw that he was about to say something but hesitated, and couldn't help but get angry and anxious, and shouted: "What do you want?"

Feng Yi said: "I will kill you!"

Then he sighed again: "But I am very shameless. I saved you even though I knew you were guilty of a serious crime.

He said that it was for the secret of the Five Poisons, but I found out in the past two days that it’s not entirely true.

Miss Li, a woman as beautiful as you, all the good words I have read in my lifetime to describe a beautiful woman, such as "graceful and graceful, eyebrows like green feathers, charming smile, beautiful eyes", etc., are all appropriate for you. If that day ever comes, you will embarrass me to death!"

"Difficult?" Li Mochou said with a smile, "Are you afraid you can't do it?"

Feng Yi hummed.

He felt that the actors in previous TV dramas had portrayed Li Mochou's cruelty, but no one could match her beauty.

After all, this is a woman who can meet face to face with a beauty like Huang Rong, a woman who can admire beauty from the bottom of her heart.

How difficult this is!

What's more, Yang Guo, who faces such a peerless beauty like Xiaolongnu every day, can even say that she is as beautiful as a fairy, which shows how beautiful she is.

As for Li Mochou, she was already in her thirties at this time, but she had profound internal strength, her skin was white and tender, and there was not a single wrinkle on her face. She still looked like she was in her twenties.

Especially since she had always been proud of her beauty, she was even happier when Feng Yi praised her like this. Her heart softened immediately and she nodded and said, "Okay, from now on, as long as you don't provoke me, I will never kill anyone!"

Feng Yi knew that she was a vicious person, but she always kept her word and was better than a man. He nodded and said, "That's good." Then he walked out of the house.

Li Mochou watched him limping away for a long time, then burst out laughing.

This smile was like the melting of ice and snow, the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers, so beautiful that it was beyond description, but no one saw it.

Hong Lingbo prepared the food and the three of them ate at the same table. Feng Yi saw that Li Mochou looked calm and Hong Lingbo was distracted and remained silent.

Feng Yi wanted to say a few witty remarks to liven up the atmosphere, but seeing the two of them being like that, he felt awkward and boring, so he just ate in silence.

After dinner, Feng Yi pondered for a long time in the house. He went to Li Mochou's room, looked out the window, and saw her writing at the desk. Then he went to Hong Lingbo's room.

When I opened the door, I saw her wearing only a thin silk dress, lying on the bed with her eyes slightly closed. I felt that the depressed air between her brows seemed to have become even stronger.

However, when Feng Yi caught a glimpse of her feet, they were truly snow-white and tender, as if they were naturally sculpted, with fine veins visible, and her ten toes standing tall and slender like bamboo shoots.

Women who practice martial arts, apart from other things, have impeccable figures. They practice internal strength, which has the function of strengthening the muscles and marrow, so they can maintain their youthful looks and prolong their life.

With diligent practice of external martial arts techniques, one will naturally have a body without a trace of fat.

Although there were beauties who could rival them in looks in their previous lives, no one could match them in terms of figure.

Feng Yi was delighted when he saw this. He took a few steps forward, sat on the bedside, picked up one of her feet, and held it in his hand, stroking it and playing with it while saying, "Lingbo, the martial arts in Chongyang's Legacy integrate the martial arts essence of the two great masters Huang Shang and Wang Chongyang. It is profound and seems complex but is actually simple, and seems simple but is actually complex. If you don't have enough skills, it won't be very powerful. You must not rush for success, lest you hurt yourself."

Hong Lingbo was secretly delighted when he held her foot, but somehow, she suddenly pulled her foot back and said, "A dumb person like me will never learn it without ten or eight years, right?"

Her attitude made Boss Feng Yi feel bored. He was silent for a long time before he sighed, "I know you resent me in your heart."

Hong Lingbo added: "You couldn't be more right."

As she spoke, her eyes and brows turned red, she turned sideways, and shrugged her shoulders slightly. She was silent at first, but soon she began to sob.

Feng Yi sighed: "Why do you have to cry? I'm in your hands, I should cry my heart out!"

Hong Lingbo suddenly turned around and said angrily: "I know that in your eyes, I am not as good as this or that. If you don't want me anymore, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush here!"

Feng Yi smiled when he saw her angry look. He pulled both of her feet over again, held them in his arms and played with them. He said softly, "You have wronged me so much. How could I not want you? I'm just a little scared!"

Hong Lingbo was already delighted to see that he liked her feet. When he heard his tone soften, he also said softly, "What are you afraid of?"

Feng Yi sighed faintly, "I have a lot of problems. When I meet a pretty girl, I like to look at her a few more times and say some witty words. My original intention was nothing, but in your eyes, maybe this is teasing, but my problem is deeply rooted. For example, I was able to meet you because I was sent out of the mountains because I saw a beautiful girl.

But I also know that it's my fault for being indecisive, and I'm sorry for you, a girl.

As for what I will do in the future, I will be in danger myself and it will also bring you countless dangers!"

Before Feng Yi traveled through time, he was looking at long-legged girls. He also knew that women were sensitive and suspicious, but once his ideas were implemented, the road ahead would be tortuous and full of thorns.

Hong Lingbo suddenly stood up, bit his face angrily, and said angrily: "You don't cultivate your little rules, you don't respect your elders, and you just love to gossip. If you make a big mistake one day..."

As he spoke, his eyes and brows turned red and his throat was choked with sobs.

Feng Yi frowned at her and said, "What do you mean by disrespecting elders?"

Hong Lingbo snorted and said, "I am not unreasonable. With your ability, it would be easy for you to become a world-famous figure.
I don’t know how many girls will be attracted by you. How can I possibly win their hearts?
Even if I wanted to kill them, I'm afraid I can't!"

Feng Yi laughed loudly after hearing this and said, "It's no wonder that I was taught by Li Mochou, but am I that good? Am I worth risking my life for?"

Hong Lingbo showed a sad look between his eyebrows. He leaned into Feng Yi's arms, buried his face in his neck, and said in a trembling voice: "As long as you value me and love me in your heart, it will be fine if you are with others, but if you are with my master..., how can I live?"

Feng Yi had physical contact with her. Young men love sex, but he had been with other people these days and was less close to her. When he played with her feet, he felt a little aroused.

At this moment, when I embraced the soft body in my arms, I suddenly felt my heart fluttering. In an instant, my whole body was burning hot and I couldn't help my emotions, like the water of the Yellow River, which could not be stopped once it started.

He immediately disarmed her, and the two of them made love for a while. When the rain stopped, Hong Lingbo suddenly bit his ear and whispered, "Do you have feelings for her?"

Feng Yi pretended to say "Ouch" and asked, "Who is it?"

"You know who I'm talking about!"

"You are really something. She is already that old, and you are jealous of her. Besides, with your fierceness, I don't have the courage to do that."

Hong Lingbo said angrily, "She looks about the same age as me, and she's pretty. I'm not as flirtatious as her. Which man wouldn't like her?"

Feng Yi smiled slightly and said, "You are trying to trick me, but this is also true!"

Hong Lingbo was stunned and said, "You are so shameless!"

Feng Yi sighed faintly: "How should I put it, my thoughts on her are not the kind between men and women.

How to describe it, she has encountered great enemies in her life, Ouyang Feng, you know, she has also met Huang Yaoshi, did you know that?"

Hong Lingbo hummed, "I know. She was going to kill my junior sister and her cousin, but Huang Yaoshi suddenly appeared and rescued the woman."

Feng Yi smiled and said, "She is flattering herself.

Huang Yaoshi was just teasing her at first.

If it was serious, she would have been killed long ago.

Moreover, Huang Yaoshi knew that she had committed many evil deeds, so it would be a piece of cake for him to kill her. Why did he do this?"

Hong Lingbo thought for a moment and said, "I heard that Huang Yaoshi is a very imposing person. I guess he doesn't want to be on the same level as a junior."

Feng Yi smiled and said: "It is true that Huang Yaoshi's status makes her look so beautiful, but it is also undeniable that her beauty makes people feel reluctant to destroy it. To use an idiom, it is "burning the piano and cooking the crane".

Just imagine, if she was an ugly woman with a plain face and had done many evil things, do you think Huang Yaoshi would be interested in teasing her?"

Hong Lingbo rolled his eyes at him and said, "From what you said, Huang Yaoshi, a master of his generation, is also so superficial?"

"You can't say he's superficial." Feng Yi said, "But Huang Lao Xie has been seeking fame and reputation all his life. He is a maverick. I even heard that he once liked his own disciple!"

"Is this true?" Hong Lingbo was immediately shocked and stood up and asked, "Who? Is it Mei Chaofeng?"

Feng Yi touched her chest, pulled her back into his arms and said, "This is just a rumor. You should have been careful when you met me, let alone now!"

Hong Lingbo tilted her pretty face and chuckled, "If people knew what you said, Huang Yaoshi would probably fight you to the death!"

Feng Yi laughed: "As long as you don't fight me, I'm not afraid of anyone!"

The two of them talked sweetly and opened up all the barriers. Feng Yi then understood that Hong Lingbo was afraid that Li Mochou would join him, and was also afraid that he would not want her anymore after he slept with her.

Fortunately, Feng Yi had not thought about these two points, so the two of them spent another night of passionate love.

The next morning, Hong Lingbo prepared breakfast and went to Li Mochou's room to call her to eat. He called twice, but no one answered.

When he pushed the door open, he saw that the room was empty. The quilt was neatly folded on the bed, but there was no sign of Li Mochou.

Hong Lingbo shouted: "Brother Feng, come quickly!"

Feng Yi flashed into the house, his heart skipping a beat.

Looking around,
There was a book on the table, with the Secret of the Five Poisons written on it. There were a few brushes on the inkstone, and next to it were a few pieces of rice paper, with a line of beautiful small calligraphy written on them.

The letter reads: "Ask the world, what is love? It makes people promise to be together through life and death. Two travelers fly together from north to south, their old wings have experienced many winters and summers. Joy is fun, separation is painful, and there are even more foolish children among them. You should have something to say, with the clouds thousands of miles away and the snow on the mountains at dusk, to whom will your shadow go?"

Yuan Haowen was also a man of sentimentality. This poem "Mo Yuer" revolves around the word "love". It is graceful and sad, expressing the praise for the deepest love, which is also the hardship of Li Mochou's life.

Feng Yi picked up the Secret of the Five Poisons and turned the page [Ding, obtained the Secret of the Five Poisons, reward achievement value 100]

Feng Yi got what he wanted at the moment, and he could also imagine Li Mochou writing by candlelight last night, her eyes full of spring, as if she was complaining, sometimes smiling softly, and sometimes looking sad.

Feng Yi pondered for a while and said, "I thought she left without saying goodbye and lied to me!"

Hong Lingbo showed a hint of sadness and sighed, "She is extremely conceited and never breaks her promise. Since she promised you, she won't lie to you! She hates Lu Zhanyuan's family, but she didn't come to visit because the ten-year deadline has not come yet..."

Feng Yi saw her eyes gradually turning red as she spoke, and he couldn't help but feel pity for her. He took her into his arms and said, "Yes. Although she is vicious, she is more trustworthy than many men. It's a pity that she lost because of love."

Feng Yi believes that there must be love that lasts until death in this world. In the face of such strong love, life and death, wealth, fame and fortune can all be abandoned.

But it is difficult to give up everything, and it is even more difficult to know how long this love can last!
Just like how Lu Zhanyuan treated Li Mochou, he must have been sincere at the beginning, otherwise Li Mochou would never have been so obsessed with him. However, it is much more common for men to forget their principles for the sake of profit, to be fickle, and to be bored with the old and love the new than to be persistent.

Things like “until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and until death do we part” and “only when the mountains are gone, and the sky and earth merge, will I dare to say goodbye to you” are, after all, just the good wishes of many people!
For the rest of the days, Feng Yi spent every day purchasing medicinal materials for making poisons and looking for someone to make silver needles.

Chang'an City has been a cultural, political and commercial center since ancient times. More than a dozen dynasties have established their capitals here. Although it is now occupied by Mongolia, it became the fief of Kublai Khan, the fourth prince of Mongolia, and commerce is still prosperous here.

Because the shops were closed, the Mongolian soldiers also asked you to open the door and set up a stall to do business. The Mongolians and some Westerners were very happy and laughed, but the Han people were expressionless. Although the stalls were prosperous, the Mongolians just paid casually when buying things, and the Han people dared not say anything.

Many people who wanted to pack up their stalls and go back home were beaten up by the Mongolian soldiers and then forced to set up their stalls again.

Feng Yi didn't want to cause trouble at this time, so he had to secretly knock out a few vicious Mongolian soldiers with stones.

When the Mongols saw a soldier suddenly fainted on the ground, they thought they had offended the shaman god, Eternal Heaven, and they knelt on the ground to pray.

After Feng Yi unblocked the acupuncture points, this group of people became even more convinced and behaved much more restrained afterwards.

Based on this situation, it is not difficult to purchase the items Feng Yi wants to buy.

In his spare time, Feng Yi would teach Hong Lingbo martial arts, and of course, he also did not forget to develop and appreciate everything about her.

This was Feng Yi’s last moment of comfort.

Although Hong Lingbo cannot be said to be extremely talented, he can make up for his shortcomings with hard work. After following Li Mochou in the martial arts world, he is no longer a mediocre person.

Although the martial arts foundation is not weak, the Nine Yin Scriptures contains the essence of martial arts of almost any school in the world, so it has always been called the general outline of martial arts in the world.

That was truly profound. How could Hong Lingbo comprehend the infinite mysteries contained therein just by memorizing them by rote?

Even with Feng Yi's guidance, Hong Lingbo couldn't learn many advanced martial arts with his current level of cultivation.

This is because your internal strength and skills are not enough, so even if you are told the tricks, you still cannot use them, or when facing a master, your current martial arts are of no use.

Feng Yi told her that she only needed to practice the "Yi Jin Jiangu Chapter" to improve her internal strength. As for martial arts moves, he combined the blood knife technique with the ancient tomb school martial arts she had learned, and tailored eight moves for her to practice diligently.

The Blood Knife technique is famous for its strangeness, while the Tomb School's martial arts emphasizes swiftness. Each of Feng Yi's eight moves has nine variations, and the emphasis is on taking the enemy by surprise and attacking them when they are unprepared. If she can make some progress in the art of strengthening muscles and bones, she will definitely be a rare rival in the martial arts world.

Although being a teacher is not easy, she is his woman, so Feng Yi has to be patient and teach her step by step, even though he will scold her when he gets annoyed.

But Hong Lingbo had already gotten used to her man's sometimes gentle and sometimes violent personality, so she just humbly accepted his teachings. Anyway, Feng Yi treated her better than Li Mochou.

Day after day, time passed, Feng Yi's leg healed.
But he had to make a large number of silver needles, poison needles and poisons, and teach Hong Lingbo. This also made Feng Yi immersed in the profound martial arts of the Nine Yin Scriptures.

During this time, he also went to Jingzhao Prefecture and sent a letter with a knife. On it were six words: "If you serve the Mongols, you will die!"

This time, three months passed.

That night, Feng Yi, dressed in black and equipped, walked out of the house. Hong Lingbo was also dressed in black, ready to go.

The two of them left the yard together.

The night was as dark as ink, and there were not many people on the street. Both of them used their lightness skills. Hong Lingbo seemed to be walking slowly and lightly, but he could jump a long distance with one step, and take one step after another. He seemed very leisurely and showed that he had great strength.

Feng Yi praised: "Lingbo, your internal strength has improved a lot in the past three months!"

When Hong Lingbo heard his praise, he felt indescribable warmth and sweetness in his heart.

The two crossed several streets and came to a large courtyard. The courtyard was very large, with tall buildings inside and high walls outside, which was very impressive. Outside the wall, there were several rows of willow trees standing side by side. Under the strong wind, the willow branches all swayed to the east. It was obvious that this was a family of officials!
This was the location Feng Yi had chosen long ago, it was the Jingzhao Prefecture Yamen.

Feng Yi arrived behind the courtyard wall, looked around to see that there was no one around, and listened to no sound in the courtyard, then the two of them turned over and jumped into the courtyard.

There are a lot of guards inside, and there are groups of guards patrolling around.

The two walked silently on the roof, came to a roof in the backyard, stopped and observed the environment.

The yard was brightly lit, the lights were on in the west wing and the east wing as well.

Feng Yi couldn't help but ask: "Lingbo, which house do you think this official lives in?"

Hong Lingbo said, "Master Dong, that should be the house." As he spoke, he pointed to the house in front with lights on.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "How clever!"

Hong Lingbo looked up at the night sky, which had only a few stars. He couldn't help but say, "Brother Feng, you have such high martial arts skills, and if others knew about this, they would laugh at you for assassinating someone!"

Feng Yi said calmly: "I care about your opinion, or the opinion of the people I approve of. I don't care what other people think of me! Besides, the dispute between the two countries is not a fight, but a fight of all means."

"Yes." Hong Lingbo nodded slightly.

She knew that martial arts masters valued reputation the most. For example, when her master killed someone, he would leave a bloody palm print to show that he was coming to kill him, and he never wore night clothes.

In terms of martial arts, Feng Yi is much better than his master, who is a top-notch master. However, the result was just petty theft, which is something others would never do.

However, this was her first time following Feng Yi to do things, so she had to listen to him in everything.

Feng Yi said: "You wait here."

After he flew up, he was as nimble as a dragon. He used his hands and feet to gain leverage from the grass and branches in the yard, and his body shot out like a powerful arrow, rushing towards the east room at lightning speed.

(End of this chapter)