The little beauty's mind has always been complex and changeable. Ye Xuefeng didn't know that the farce that Wang Zhengjiujin and Pengfei unconsciously helped him have made a gorgeous reversal in Su Ziyan's heart. However, he was not a careless person. After leaving the private room No. 11, he took out the phone and called Su Junfeng, told him that his sister was here and asked him to come over early to pick up his sister home.

In the next time, Ye Xuefeng and Wang Zhengjiujin Pengfei and others went back to the private room to drink. Zhuge Rui could not delay evening self-study, so he could only go back first. Ye Xuefeng, Wang Zhengjiujin, Pengfei and Ouyang Xiaoqiang drank until after nine o'clock. Pengfei rode a motorcycle to send Ye Xuefeng back to Baiyun Community, and Wang Zhengjiujin and Ouyang Xiaoqiang took a taxi back to school together.

Pengfei sent Ye Xuefeng to the entrance of the community, and Ye Xuefeng asked him to go back and entered the community alone.

Although it was not time for the evening self-study, it was still late at night in the community. Ye Xuefeng was walking towards home while recalling the fact that Nangong Ye and Du Huiping and his wife shook their faces during the day. Seven years were short or not, but they really felt that a big rock was pressed in his heart, and he was no longer as carefree as before.

Just when Ye Xuefeng was immersed in his thoughts, he suddenly felt a dangerous aura coming from behind, as if something was wiping against the wind at him. He turned around in a flash, and folded his hands up and down like a few ghostly afterimages, blocking the opponent's attack. With Cao Chen's previous lessons, he was wary of anyone who suddenly attacked him late at night, and was even more ruthless at the moment. He punched through the opponent's fist peak, hitting the opponent's chest, and then a slim figure was blown out by his punch.

The moment he hit the other person's chest, Ye Xuefeng knew that this was a woman. Looking at the figure who fell to the ground, he suddenly became stunned. He saw that the "attacker" was the stunning beautiful senior sister he met when he first went to school!

"Damn, why are you, senior sister?" Ye Xuefeng hurried over. He had been in school for so many days. Of course, he also knew that this beautiful senior sister with a terrifying temperament was named Mo Zixun. He just couldn't imagine why she suddenly launched a sneak attack on him behind him. His punch just now was quite powerful, and it was probably enough to hit the ancient martial artist of the same level, not to mention Mo Zixun, who had white skin and tender flesh!

Mo Zixun was also complaining at this moment. The night a few days ago, she finally confirmed that Ye Xuefeng was the mysterious master she had missed several times, so she kept thinking about finding Ye Xuefeng. Tonight, she happened to meet Ye Xuefeng in the community. She was curious and wanted to try how much different her skills were than Ye Xuefeng, so she wanted to launch a sudden attack to test it. But Ye Xuefeng took such a fierce attack and almost knocked her away with a punch!

After a while, she struggled to sit up tremblingly on the ground. Her throat heated up, and she turned her head and said, "Wow!" and spit out a mouthful of blood. Ye Xuefeng felt a headache, "Senior sister, are you okay?"

Mo Zixun shook her head with a bitter smile, wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her snow-white hand, and sighed softly: "It seems that grandpa is right. You are really much better than me. I can't hurt you even if I attack behind my back!"

It sounded like a soft sigh, but Mo Zixun was undoubtedly very happy, because only Ye Xuefeng performed better could she see the hope of revitalizing the family!

"Senior sister, what are you talking about?" Ye Xuefeng looked at her in confusion, subconsciously holding one of her silky white and tender little hand, holding her shoulder with the other hand, and helping her stand up from the ground.

Tonight, Mo Zixun wore a white dress. She was spotless, but now she was inevitably covered with a lot of dust. She wore a pair of flat-bottomed mats on her slender feet, but she still couldn't change her holy and unrestrained temperament.

"I'm sorry, I was taking the blame!" Mo Zixun apologized softly after being helped up by Ye Xuefeng. This was the first time in her life that she got so close to a boy. She smelled the strong male aura emitted by Ye Xuefeng's body. A blush appeared on her beautiful cheeks, but because Ye Xuefeng's punch knocked her out with a considerable internal injury, her eyebrows were still locked and her skin was pale.

"Haha, it's okay, but I really didn't expect that the person behind me was you, senior sister, which one did you sing? It turns out that you can do ancient martial arts?" Ye Xuefeng said in surprise.

Mo Zixun smiled embarrassedly: "The trick of the devil is of course a shame in front of you. In fact, I have been paying attention to you for several days, but I haven't found a suitable opportunity... Woo!" Before he finished speaking, Mo Zixun suddenly felt a burning pain from his internal organs. He couldn't help but vomited blood again!

"Senior sister, please speak slowly!" Ye Xuefeng hurriedly supported her again and gently patted her back a few times.

Mo Zixun took a long time to finally straighten her waist, covering her chest with one hand, feeling her breathing so hard that she bit her pale cherry lips, "I'm sorry, I'll make you laugh..."

"Senior sister, you are injured... Oh, I'm also blamed me for being too impulsive just now. I didn't see clearly and took a heavy blow. Why not do this? You go to my house for a while and I'll help you heal your injuries. You will be more and more serious when you are doing this."

"Well..." Mo Zixun responded embarrassedly. According to her previous reserve, it was impossible for her to go home with a boy. But now, she has something to ask Ye Xuefeng, and her body is indeed injured and dare not delay, so she can only follow Ye Xuefeng towards the villa.

Ye Xuefeng already had the key to his villa at this time. After helping Mo Zixun into the house, he first helped her to sit on the sofa, and used a disposable cup to receive a cup of hot pure water to relieve her boiling blood. Then Ye Xuefeng walked to his room and took out the small sandalwood box containing silver needles.

"Senior sister, before your injury has seriously affected your internal organs, I will help you heal your injuries first!" Ye Xuefeng said.

"Can you heal your wounds?" Mo Zixun was very surprised. Unexpectedly, Ye Xuefeng was still a versatile man, with an extremely high level of ancient martial arts, and he could even cure injuries.
Chapter completed!