C48 You Won't Admit It Even If You Beat Me to Death

Ye Feng had been recuperating in Qing Ke's room for the whole night. The old shopkeeper had also been guarding the living room for the whole night.

Strangely, there was no sound coming from the room. Everything was quiet and peaceful.

Normally, if such a situation occurred, the man would either die or be crippled in the middle of the night. The next day, he limped out.

"Kid ~ You don't know how to cherish a good youth. I'm afraid you'll regret it in the future!" The old shopkeeper gave a flattering smile and quietly went downstairs to open the store under the sunlight.

Qing Ke slept by the bed. His beautiful eyes never left that youth. After a night, he actually discovered that the aura on his body was much stronger!

A monster!

Ye Feng, Ye Feng, if I give you enough time, I'm afraid even the Heavenly Soul Stage won't be able to trap you, right? She muttered in her heart, and her face gradually turned red.

The injuries from yesterday had finally been completely healed after Ye Feng swallowed a couple of tier 2 pill.

The seventeen veins had also expanded quite a lot under the assault of these true qis's limit.

He still had to hurry up and reach the greater celestial level, activate the Heavenly Soul Record, and learn the second level of the Supreme Nine Swords.

In addition, the incomplete map of the Heavenly Soul Engraved seemed to contain quite a few secrets, and he would have to figure it out if he had the chance.

The Palm Transformation Thunder and the Nirvana Prominent Divine Art required one to advance their cultivation base in order to unleash their advantages. Cultivation was still the top priority!

Ye Feng analyzed the situation in his heart and slowly opened his eyes. A bright light flashed past.

When he saw Qing Ke's man-eating eyes, he felt a chill in his heart. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Boss Qing, what are you doing? Looking at me like that?"

Qing Ke stopped looking at him and said in a charming voice, "You actually spent a night here. From now on, just call me by my real name. Where are you going to mess next? "

Ye Feng scratched his head and quickly retreated to the door. He tried not to look at her charming body and said bitterly, "Sorry to trouble you, Sister Qing Ke. I will repay you for saving my life in the future!"

After that, he took the door and left in a sorry state.

Qing Ke covered his mouth with his hand and secretly laughed. He was becoming more and more interested in this little guy. However, his growth speed was too terrifying!

The rain and rain last night continued all the way until morning. The Ji Family capturing team practically searched through the Feicheng, but they still couldn't find the assassin.

Ye Wuchen had arrived at Ye Feng's mansion early in the morning, but he knew that this kid hadn't returned for the entire night!

The news of the Ji Family had already spread throughout the city. Last night, he had just told this kid about the matter of Mr. Chong Yang, and today, this person had been killed in a bizarre manner!

Although the Ji Family had said that it was the doing of the Dark Cult, Ye Wuchen thought of the fact that this person had not returned for the entire night. Even if he used his butt to think, he would know that this had something to do with Ye Feng!

"Ye Feng, Ye Feng, how big of a mess did you stir up!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng's figure walked in from outside the door. He was wearing a gorgeous robe, and he was still carrying the cyan flame wrapped in cloth on his back. He was completely unharmed.

"Father, you're looking for me?" As soon as he entered, the father and son looked at each other. He knew what was going on.

He could not admit it even if he was beaten to death!

"Rascal, did you do it? You don't care about your life!" Ye Wuchen was furious. If it wasn't easy for the Ye Family to produce a genius, he couldn't just give up halfway!

Making use of his shameless spirit, Ye Feng wouldn't admit it even if he was beaten to death. He only coaxed him away after much deliberation.

In the end, Ye Meier and Ye Ling'er also scuttled over and scolded him in front of his face.

"Sigh! Geniuses are suffering! Being a hero outside, you still need to be scolded when you return home! "

" Don't stink at me, if you die, I will dig your grave! " Ye Ling'er grabbed his ear and cursed.

During the day, Ye Feng became a well-behaved big boy and went to the Alchemist Association.

His goal was to borrow the help of the Alchemist Association to see if it was possible. Get the dust pills.

In the end, Elder Han told him that although the Dust Transformation Pill was a tier 3 pill, the medicinal ingredients required for the pill formula were extremely precious. Even with the resources and financial resources of the Alchemist Association, it would still take a few months.

The Alchemist Association would definitely not go through a lot of trouble just for a mere tier 2 alchemist like him. Ye Feng also understood this point.

It seemed like only the Hun Empire's combat assembly would be able to obtain the Dust Transformation Pill!

In order to advance to the Profound Soul Stage, one had to use the Dust Transformation Pill to cleanse one's meridians. Otherwise, the probability of advancing to the next level would be terrifyingly low.

Night quietly descended.

Ye Feng had arrived at the main street of the Feicheng in advance. He remembered every place in the vicinity. The mistake he made last night had almost cost him his life!

Xiao Luosheng would return home two days a month. He would pass through this path, and the Nether Hall had already found out his route clearly.

"Hang his head on the city wall? This challenge is really exciting!" Ye Feng stood in the crowd and thought to himself.

Zishi quietly arrived. He changed into a black robe and quietly lied on the roof.

The street below was empty.

At the same time, two groups of people were slowly approaching. Outside the city, two carriages slowly drove in.

Ye Meier changed into a black robe and first rushed to Ye Feng's roof. In the end, she discovered that this fellow was not there!

Thinking of something, she quickly ran towards the main street of the Feicheng.

Not long after she left, three young assassins surrounded Ye Feng's mansion. In the end, they still returned empty-handed.

Coincidentally, they noticed Ye Meier's leaving figure. They gave each other a look and followed behind her.

The carriage arrived in front of Ye Feng, about ten meters in front of him. With a wave of its hand, the fiery-red longsword stabbed towards the driver.

A red light flashed, and the driver let out a muffled groan as the longsword pierced through his heart.

Ye Feng turned around and jumped down. He pulled out the Blue Flame Iron from his back, and fiercely smashed it towards the roof of the carriage. His movements were neat and tidy.