Just like yesterday, Feng Qingyu still walked out of the rarely visited back door. After going out, she put on her hat and walked towards the pharmacy in a row.

After walking forward for a quarter of an hour, five men in black suddenly appeared in front of them in an uninhabited alley, looking exactly like the ones they had the same day before yesterday, and were all at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Feng Qingyu was introverted. She took off the hat on her head and looked at the four people in front of her.

"Who sent you? Liu Ruyun or Feng Xinyao? Or Ye Zheng?"

The man in black did not answer her, and flipped the sword in his hand and attacked Feng Qingyu in the direction.

A silver light flashed and came to Feng Qingyu in a moment. Feng Qingyu, who had no movement at all, finally moved.

As she moved her figure, countless phantoms appeared in her body, causing the men in black to snatch the sky.

Just as they were stunned, Feng Qingyu had already flashed behind several people. As soon as the sword in her hand came out, she released the momentum in her body.

The man in black turned around looked at the blade enlarged in front of them, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

The third level of Qi Refining! She can actually practice!

“Go together!”

In their opinion, although Feng Qingyu is not a waste, the third level of Qi Refining is still no match for him or her.

However, as soon as the few people moved, they were wiped over their necks by the long sword in Feng Qingyu's hand.

"The third level of Qi Refining, it's actually...so..."

Before the man in black finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a look of surprise.

Feng Qingyu stood in front of several people. The wind blew by, the hem of the skirt moved slightly, and the hair flew. She put the long sword in her hand into the space and turned around and left the alley.

The moment she came to the Lord's Way, many people cast their eyes on her.

He looks like a teenager, wearing white clothes, black veil covering his face, his eyes are shining and vivid, and his temperament is cold and indifferent. Isn’t it the full-level genius A Feng who was told by everyone yesterday that everyone said yesterday?

Oh my God! They can actually see the legendary genius!

"Is this girl called A Feng?" A man walked towards Feng Qingyu not far away.

He was dressed in white, his body was like a jade tree, his long eyebrows were like phoenix wings flying into his temples, his autumn eyes were filled with affection and gentleness.

Feng Qingyu's beautiful eyes raised slightly. Isn't this the romantic and suave prince Ye Jiang? What does he want to do?

Ye Jiang approached Feng Qingyu, with a slight smile on his face, and nodded slightly at her: "Miss Afeng, I heard that the girl was shining in the spiritual hall yesterday. I admire her very much. I wonder if I can invite her to have a cup of tea?"

"No time!" Feng Qingyu threw down two words, and walked around Ye Jiang and continued to walk towards the medicine shop.

Ye Jiang's expression froze, and a trace of sinister flashed in his eyes. Then he turned around and wanted to continue chasing Feng Qingyu, but the next movement was interrupted by a voice behind him.

"I said, "Brother, you are the eldest prince of our Chiyun Kingdom. People have rejected you. Why are you chasing me with a cold butt?"

Ye Jiang turned around and looked at Ye Zheng behind him, and a trace of disdain flashed in his expression: "If you have the ability, don't post it."

Ye Zheng was not angry, but instead smiled and pointed behind Ye Jiang.

"It's my brother's fault, please give me the emperor."

Ye Jiang raised a sneer and looked back and saw that there was no trace of A Feng on the huge street?

He snorted angrily and walked towards the teahouse not far away.

When Ye Zheng was attracting Ye Jiang's attention, Yu Guang kept staring at Feng Qingyu's whereabouts.

At this moment, seeing Ye Jiang not paying attention to him, Ye Zheng sneered and quickly walked towards the pharmacy where Feng Qingyu entered.

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In the medicine shop.

Feng Qingyu was waiting at the counter for the shopkeeper to weigh her medicine. Her shoulder was suddenly gently patted. She immediately took the salty hand on her shoulder and turned it back and twisted it hard. Only two "cracks" sounds came.

"Miss Afeng, please spare me! I have no bad intentions." Ye Zheng's face wrinkled into bitter melon.

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, Feng Qingyu pushed Ye Zheng backwards, and Ye Zheng took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

"What are you doing with me? I remember we have nothing to do anymore." She said coldly.ωωw..net
Chapter completed!