Chapter 1748

Ye Feng looks at the news on his mobile phone, and his heart is filled with an indescribable sense of happiness.

In this sense of surprise, even the Ziyan Qi in the body slightly fluctuated.

Feeling the stir of inner strength, Ye Feng sat down in a hurry, so-called saying what to do. Martial arts people's mind refers to the idea of access, while to see their girl's excitement, Ye Feng's idea after access to your martial arts realm are slightly loose.

At this time, in Ye Feng's body, countless internal forces are surging in the Qi, but in the blood, a purple and red mist of miasma is also surging. The two suppress each other, constantly damaging the skin and viscera.

After the injury, a burst of green healing force is constantly repairing. In the interlacing of the three, in his elixir field, there is a manshushahua which is shaped like a human body to stabilize his Qi sea foundation.

In this strange balance, Ye Feng carefully tried to use the Qi machine to seduce the few Qi forces. Taking advantage of the Qi machine to wash the essence again, could he break through again.

Every time he breaks through the martial arts realm, his inner strength will rise greatly, whether in quality or quantity. However, his Ziyan Qi strength is a little weak, which is less than one percent of that when he was not injured.

In Ye Feng's efforts, the sky in front of the French window gradually turns bright, until the first ray of sunlight across the horizon comes to Ye Feng's body, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Well, I can't do it. I can't mobilize the energy of being dragged down by miasma. Otherwise, I should be able to go further!" Ye Feng helplessly sighed, but looking at the mobile phone screen is still flashing in the B-ultrasound photos, originally slightly disappointed mind again happy.

It's just a blurred picture, which makes him feel that he can't see enough.

"Dong Dong Dong!" At this time, the door of the room was knocked a few times.

"Who?"

Ye Feng frowned. Now it's just daybreak when someone bothers him. What's the matter?

"Sir, room service, your breakfast!"

A man's voice came from the door and said respectfully, "this is the tradition of the hotel. The guests in the presidential suite will present the chef's breakfast. If it's not convenient, I'll put it in the living room for you!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng frowned, but still said: "send it in!"

"All right!"

Then the door opened, and a man in a service uniform came in slowly, pushing a silver dining car in his hand. When he saw Ye Feng standing in the living room, he was stunned and said respectfully: "Hello, guest, this is your breakfast, please enjoy it!"

Ye Feng nodded and looked at the man from the chair in the dining room. He said, "why do you look so surprised?"

"Dear guest, I just didn't expect you to be so disciplined. I've got up now. I heard that you went to bed late last night. Generally speaking, this is the time to sleep in!"

"Who did you hear that I went to bed late last night?" Ye Feng asked suspiciously.

"Well This is the responsibility of our Concierge department. We will try our best to record the situation of our guests so as to provide you with the best service. "

"Since you know that I sleep very late, how can you call so early? Aren't you afraid to disturb my rest?"

"This..." Man Leng for a while, do not know how to explain.

Ye Feng chuckled, patted the table and said, "OK, I'll make a joke for you. I'll see what kind of food we have!"

"Oh

Hearing this, the waiter took the initiative to come up, opened the covers on the silver dining car one by one, and took out the exquisite trays.

With one hand, the dishes in the tray were put on the table, and then all kinds of dishes were introduced: "French fried snails, top grade foie gras, deep sea caviar, and..."

"All right, all right!" Ye Feng looked at the delicate dishes on the table and the poor dishes. He frowned and asked, "I'm not interested in some insect viscera and fish roe. Don't you have anything that Chinese people can eat? Do you have bean milk and fried dough sticks and grab cakes?"

"Well, this..."

The waiter seems to be a little unprepared for Ye Feng's request. The dishes in front of him are all the best series sold by the hotel, but they love soybean milk and fried dough sticks.

"Yes, and a bowl of spring noodles!"

The waiter rushed out a bowl of steaming soup noodles from a sandwich inside the dining car.

Seeing this bowl of spring noodles, Ye Feng nodded and finally had something to eat.

Yangchun noodles, also known as smooth noodles or clear soup noodles, are very popular in mordu and Yangzhou. This kind of noodles refers to noodles with soup and no ingredients.

The name of Yangchun noodles originated from xiaoyangchun in October of the lunar calendar. It was also known as Yangchun noodles because it used to be cheap and only sold for ten cents a bowl.

"It smells good!"

Ye Feng gently bowed his head to smell, and then picked up a pair of black chopsticks inlaid with silver moire from the lunch box and put them on the bowl."Just like it, sir. You can tell me if you need anything. We will try our best to serve you!" The waiter bowed and bowed, and walked slowly to the back of Ye Feng.

Looking at Ye Feng in front of him, the waiter's eyes suddenly turned cold. He put his hand into the towel on the sleeve, and then took out a long and thin steel wire with cold light.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that!"

Ye Feng did not look back, but the voice is still light, said: "in fact, you probably should not come in, come in, at least should wipe your shoes!"

"What?" Hearing Ye Feng's words, the waiter was stunned for a moment. Subconsciously, he lowered his head and looked at it. He saw some horizontal footprints and dust on his shoes, which was really not match with his clean and tidy dress.

Just when he was about to raise his head, Ye Feng suddenly stood up, and the steel knife in his hand stabbed into his neck.

The hand of man subconsciously blocks, the steel wire rope in the hand twines to the wrist of Ye Feng.

But the man at this time reaction has been too late, Ye Feng's hand speed blink of an eye is, the man's wire just put on his wrist, Ye Feng chopsticks in the hand will directly stab his neck a pair of wear.

"Hehe...!" The man looks at Ye Feng in horror, knowing that he will die. There is still a strong hatred in his eyes, and he still tightens the steel wire on Ye Feng's hand.

If it is normal, according to a man's strength, it is estimated that the wrist of an ordinary person can be broken directly with a steel wire rope. However, at this time, a large amount of blood gushes out of his neck, taking away his whole body strength and life. His shaking hands have no strength at all, so he directly falls to the ground.

"Brother Tong!"

At this time, the door of Ye Feng's room was opened, and a face of nervous sea and Mo coco ran in.