C139

"Ling Yun, you …" Qin Feng was stupefied. He looked towards Ling Yun, only to discover that the latter sighed, shook his head, and walked towards Qin Yinyue and Ling Yun with a smile.

"Who are you calling a wild girl?" Qin Feng suddenly heard a gnashing sound.

At this moment, it was as if he had fallen into an icehouse as a wave of ice-cold air seeped into his bone marrow.

He turned his head slightly to look at the young girl with the white veil covering her face. Her clear eyes were like clear spring water. At this moment, they were filled with a murderous aura as she stared at him while gritting her teeth.

"Of course it's you!" Qin Feng pursed his lips, even though the girl in front of him had a graceful figure and a slim waist.

Especially those long and narrow phoenix eyes, which were so captivating that she didn't even need to take off her mask to know that she was a beauty.

However, he did not have any evil intentions. This wild girl had stolen his sister's fiance, so he could just chase her away.

If he had evil intentions, wouldn't that mean that he had openly taken away his brother-in-law's concubine?

He didn't want to be mocked by others. Moreover, he had never seen a beauty before.

His status was respected, and his talent was good. He already had the strength of a Martial Master at such a young age. Those who wanted to marry him could already be considered a common person.

He would definitely not allow any other woman to fight with his sister over a man, and towards Cai'Er, he had no choice. After all, the latter was Lingyun's concubine, and he had no other choice but to marry Lingyun.

From her sleeve, she took out a crystal card with five silver lines, and handed it over to Ling'er, saying indifferently: "This is the Crystal Card of the Four Seas Merchant Guild, it contains five hundred thousand gold coins. You can bring it to the Four Seas Merchant Guild to take away five hundred thousand gold coins.

Five hundred thousand gold coins is enough for you to live a good life. If you find a good family to marry to, don't look for Lingyun. He isn't something that an ordinary family like you can afford. "

From his point of view, this young lady was probably interested in Lingyun's identity and was born in poverty. To this kind of person, they would use gold to deal with him.

It was only five hundred thousand gold coins. To an ordinary person, they would not be able to spend all of it in their lifetime, but to him, it was nothing.

As for the chilling sensation he felt earlier, it must have been an illusion.

The young lady in front of him was about the same age as him. Since she had come for money, she would naturally not be strong.

There wasn't the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy on her body. She probably hadn't cultivated it yet.

As for surpassing him in cultivation, how could that be possible?

If one didn't want him to sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy, one had to be a Martial King at the very least. A Martial King could become the lord of a city, would they care about the gold coins?

Besides, he had never heard of a Martial King at such an age. Unless it was a cultivation that forcefully increased without considering the cost and regardless of the consequences.

But that would require a lot of resources. With those resources, was there even a need to do this?

"Sigh, he wouldn't die if he didn't seek death. This time Qin Feng died miserably." Under the tree, Ling Yun took a sip of Cai'Er's tea.

A faint fragrance lingered at the tip of his tongue. As he looked at Qin Feng, who appeared aloof and aloof, his face was filled with schadenfreude as he spoke in an unhurried manner.

He tilted his head and looked at Cai'Er, who was sitting beside him, and said with a smile, "Cai'Er, your skills in making tea have improved again!"

"…" Cai'Er and Qin Yinyue were speechless. They rolled their eyes at him in annoyance.

"I really want to see what that Qin Feng will look like after being beaten up." Ling Yun smiled as he looked at Qin Feng, who had his back facing him, and winked at Ling'er.

Before he finished speaking, he felt a pair of cold eyes staring straight at him. He looked at Qin Yinyue awkwardly, smiled awkwardly, and wished he could slap himself in the face.