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Chapter 13

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Walking out of Wujiang City, Liu Yanyun couldn't help but ask: "What did you say to that child?"

Feng Yi glanced at Liu Yanyun and laughed and said, "I thought you could hold it in for a while. If you want to ask, why should I bear it?"

"Actually it's very simple. That kid is a little weak-minded. I think he has been used to being bullied since he was a child. I told him that since he can't beat him openly, he will come to secretly, such as frame-up, stabbing in the back, divisive division, etc. This kid is quite smart, and he can see through it at a glance." Feng Yi continued.

"You... teach the bad kids." Liu Yanyun didn't expect that he was talking about this, and he thought he was saying something encouragement.

"Teaching badly? Where to start? I just teach him how to survive. Alas, how could a fairy like you who is not as good as the world understand the helplessness of us ordinary people?" Feng Yi sighed and shook his head, and walked forward with a big stroll. His back looked lonely and lonely.

Moye looked at Liu Yanyun who was a little stunned and suddenly said, "Actually, I think Feng Shao is right. If you don't understand these in the palace, you will die sooner or later."

Liu Yanyun was stunned for a long time before following. The thoughts she had been instilled with since childhood were pure and pure, in other words, they were not stained with dust. They only pursued breakthroughs in strength and improvement in their mood, in order to achieve the state of shattering the void like the founder of the Jinfeng Pavilion. It is said that the founder of the founder of the founder of the Sect has reached another higher level world. Of course, no one has ever verified whether it is really. Therefore, the understanding of these dark side things is too one-sided.

"Young Master Feng, someone is following us." Moye said softly.

"Well, I think it's not the person from Qu's auction house or the person sent by the Princess of the Qinglong Empire." Feng Yi nodded and said.

"Do you want it..." Moye raised his palm and made a slashing move.

"We are civilized people, don't beating and killing at any time. Just go and bring him over." Feng Yi smiled so harmlessly.

Moye shivered, of course you don’t shout and kill, you usually kill people silently.

Soon, a middle-aged man with an ordinary foot-traveling businessman was carried by Moye and threw him at Feng Yi's feet.

"Don't kill me, you'll take everything." The man said tremblingly while lying on the ground.

Feng Yi immediately kicked over and laughed, "Pretty for me, tell you the princess who dare not see anyone. If I go to the Qinglong Empire, I will definitely have a good fight with her and tell her not to worry."

Feng Yi bit the stress on the word "dry", and the smell sounded a little unsuitable for children.

"Young Master Feng, how do you know that he is from the princess rather than from Qu's auction house?" Moye asked humbly.

"I guess this." Feng Yi shrugged.

What a guess? Moye was speechless, what a guess you said is so sure?

In a forest outside the east of Wujiang City, the middle-aged man who had just followed Feng Yi and the other two was half kneeling in front of Princess Ling Shuang and Prad to report.

"Don't want to hide it, tell me the bastard's original words." Ling Shuang Prad saw that the subordinate hesitated and knew that he had not told the truth, and scolded with a frosty face.

"He...he said that if he goes to the Qinglong Empire, he must be with His Highness the Princess..."

"Soon up." Ling Shuang Prad gritted his teeth.

"You must have a good fight with His Highness the Princess." The man closed his eyes and said quickly, sweat flowing all over his body. He was really afraid that His Highness the Princess would get angry and knock him down.

Ling Shuang Prad's pretty face suddenly turned blue and white. She was so angry that she was practicing fire magic that she even burned most of the imperial garden of the palace, but the emperor favored her and had nothing but thought about her behind closed doors.

"Puchi" was in front of him, and Kyle Prade, who was eavesdropping on the side, couldn't help laughing. Although he was young, he knew that the word "dance" had different meanings in different occasions. If he said the word "dance" to a woman, it would be easy to remind people of that aspect. If that elder brother could really surrender the elder sister, he could also suffer less, he thought to himself.

Ling Shuang Prad glared at him. If he hadn't urgently sent his brother back to the empire, she would have led people to catch up with the bastard and cut him off the things he "does" to let him know the consequences of being rude.

...

When Feng Yi returned to the town with more than 400,000 gold coins, Charlie and the despicable and shameless brothers had trained the three-talent formation of seventy demon soldiers to be well-known.

In order to achieve the title of a new generation of all-round dog legs these days, Billy has also been working hard to practice. He knows that his starting point is low, and only by diligence can he make up for it, which touched Feng Yi very much.

On the next day, Feng Yi brought seventy demon soldiers, Billy, Liu Yanyun, Charlie and others to Huagu City, two hundred miles away to buy the best armored weapons. The momentum of the seventy demon soldiers suddenly increased, and then began to move towards the direction of the demon city.

The territory of the demon clan is actually large and poor mountains and rivers, with many ferocious beasts and monsters. It is precisely for this reason that Feng Yi set out early, not for rushing to go, but for training. No matter how hard he trains, he will have to see the truth on the battlefield. Some monsters are in groups, and their offense and defense are highly organized, such as Feng Wolf and Sword Nose Beast, usually hundreds or thousands of them together. These groups of monsters with low levels have become the actual combat targets of Feng Yi's seventy demon soldiers.

After several battles with the group of monsters, the three-talent formation of the seventy demon soldiers became more and more skillful, and the power of the merits became greater and greater. The strength of the brothers Charlie, Moyer, and Bebiwuz also improved to a certain extent. Only Liu Yanyun had been feeling all this quietly. Looking at Feng Yi's angrily distributing figure, the gentleness that had once appeared in his beautiful eyes gradually appeared in his beautiful eyes.

The cool breeze blew gently, the sound of insects in the jungle and grass, and several bonfires were burning, making the night look much gentler.

Liu Yanyun took out the snow-white zither from the belt of the space and wiped it carefully and seriously with a piece of brocade sack. All the demon soldiers were ready to listen to the wonderful zither sounds. On these days, whenever night came, the beautiful lady of the lord (at least that's what they thought) would take out the zither, wipe it first and then play the music like nature. This zither sound could calm down their tyrannical emotions after a day of killing, and feel calm and comfortable in their hearts, and then have a good night's sleep, and when they get together the next day, they will feel energetic.

The melodious piano sounded like ice and snow melting, spring returned to the earth, with waterfalls and gurgling streams.
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