"I'll come out again in at least ten days and a half months!"
Instead, Dongfang Ming said again.
"Dongfang Ming, do you really think I have nothing to do with you?" Dongfang batian frowned at Dongfang Ming, snorted coldly, and his breath fluctuated.
"I said long ago that if you and I don't deal with it, if you don't deal with Dongfang family, if you don't deal with it, if you let me go, it's not good to be without my son?" Dongfang Ming waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Hand over the Yuqing Kunlun fan and I'll let you go."
Dongfang batian snorted coldly and glanced at Dongfang Ming. Dongfang Ming shook his fan, opened his hands and refreshed his spirit, saying:
"Look for it. If you find it, it's yours. I said, I don't know where the Yuqing Kunlun fan is. If you really want to find it, you'll find it all over the world. Also, as the owner of the Oriental family, you can only rely on me to deceive others. In fact, you lost the Yuqing Kunlun fan."
The corners of Dongfang Ming's mouth bent, and the expression on his face became strange.
An attack directly fell on Dongfang Ming. Dongfang Ming's body was waved out by Dongfang batian and fell on the street. His body rolled around and covered with blood. Dongfang Ming lay there and didn't get up for a long time.
The disciples around looked at it from a distance and walked away.
Dongfang Ming, they all know that this is the natural disaster of qianjimen.
Although I don't know why the sect leader kept this boy here, everyone is more or less comfortable looking at the boy now.
Lin Feng walked over.
"I said that every time you meet, you make yourself look like this!" Lin Feng said with his mouth and turned to help Dongfang Ming.
"It's the second young master, the second young master. Are you okay?" Lin Feng opened his mouth with flattery on his face. His character closed in peace was in line with him, "why don't I help you in and have a rest?"
Dongfang batian's eyes swept around Lin Feng and determined that this guy was just a boy who wanted to please Dongfang Ming. He turned away with a cold hum.
"Are you?"
Dongfang Ming's eyes blinked. Looking at Lin Feng, he felt very strange for a time.
"Go and have a rest first."
As soon as the breath of Dongfang batian left, Lin Feng helped Dongfang ming to the teahouse and found an elegant room to put Dongfang ming down. Lin Feng shook his head.
"I said that even if you want to toss yourself, you don't have to toss yourself like this, but Dongfang batian can really do it. You're his son. You look miserable now."
"Lin......" Dongfang Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Why are you here again?"
"Strike while the iron is hot. The longer it takes, the harder it will be to get it done. I'll calculate. It's just right at this time." Lin Feng said with a smile, "how's it going? Did I appear beyond your expectation? "
Dongfang Ming was silent.
The words he had vowed just now fell in front of Lin Feng. It was not enough. He forgot that Lin Feng always played cards according to common sense.
It's more difficult to deal with this guy than the Great Wall. As a result, this guy is really... That's it.
Seeing Dongfang Ming's bitter face, Lin Feng shook his head.
"Take a rest first. I'll go out for a walk."
"You Xiaoji is mine. Don't move!" When Lin Feng was about to go out, Dongfang Ming said solemnly to Lin Feng, "by the way, is Xuanxuan okay?"
"Very good. I left a message some time ago and made progress."
Lin Feng shrugged and turned away.
The corners of Dongfang Ming's mouth evoked a faint soft smile.
"Yuqing Kunlun fan." Playing with the fan in his hand, Dongfang Ming's body trembled and slowly closed his eyes.
From the day when the Yuqing Kunlun fan broke away from Dongfang batian, this Yuqing fan appeared in Dongfang Ming's hand, which became his symbol. It was also because of this fan that Dongfang batian brought him back to the big blood stained jar of Qianji gate and let him live and die at Qianji gate.
"Dongfang batian, you can't get the Yuqing Kunlun fan in your life!"
For a long time, Dongfang Ming sneered and slowly closed his eyes.
The light luster shrouded Dongfang Ming's body. The wound on Dongfang Ming began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was no less than the speed of Lin Feng's wound recovery.
If Lin Feng was there, he would be surprised. The whole body of Dongfang Ming exudes the breath of congenital treasure!
No wonder Dongfang batian stubbornly pinned Dongfang Ming beside him. With such a strong smell of congenital treasure, no one would think that the congenital treasure has nothing to do with Dongfang Ming!
Lin Feng stood outside the door and turned to leave.
"Master, this Dongfang Ming doesn't really have a congenital treasure?"
"Before the congenital treasure is taken out, Dongfang Ming may not know that there is a congenital treasure on him. Maybe there is another situation, too." Lin Feng smiled and said.
Qianlong also asked. Seeing that Lin Feng closed his mouth, Qianlong smashed the corner of his mouth and continued to move forward with Lin Feng, Lin Feng took a few steps. It seemed that he thought of something. He turned and looked at Qianlong and said, "let's go and explore first. We won't touch Dongfang Ming and see others."
"Master, you're only half talking. You're scratching my heart!"
"You go back and ask Yuya. I don't know very well. If you really want to know, you have to go back and ask. Let's do this first." Lin Feng shook his head. "The one in front is good. It looks very atmospheric. Let's go and have a look."
Then Lin Feng went to the shop.
This guy named Guan Zhang doesn't have much money, but his cultivation is pretty good. He seems to know so many people here. This family should be his regular patronage.
Dongfang batian watched in the dark.
"The door owner has made it clear that he often pays attention to this store and buys a lot here. This should be his usual route in Qianji gate. There is a video in front of him."
"Let's go."
Dongfang batian nodded, dispelled his doubts and turned back.
"Yes."
The disciple quickly withdrew and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the boy has no problem. If there is any problem, the disciple is still afraid when he thinks of the character of the sect leader.
They patrol the streets every day. If they attract the enemy, the sect leader is expected to kill them directly.
"Master, the breath of Dongfang batian has disappeared."
Dongfang batian walked for a long time. Qianlong whispered to Lin Feng, "this guy is really careful. He has been probing repeatedly for several times."