"Oh, I forgot my phone!"

Xunweiyuan Restaurant.

After ordering, Chen Yi realized that he had forgotten his mobile phone. Just as he was about to go back home to get it, a man and a woman sat in front of him with a tray full of dishes:

"Boss, this table is mine."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and gently narrowed his coquettish eyes that looked like a boy or a girl:

"Who are you two?"

"Heiyiwei Zifeng."

"Hei Yiwei Ye Mei."

Briefly introducing himself, the man gave Chen Yi a portion of the rice on the tray: "Chen Yi, male, from Yuhang, 20 years old, studying at Zhijiang University..."

Chen Yi silently picked up the food, completely turning a deaf ear to the man's intimidation.

The voice stopped suddenly, and Zifeng looked at the young man with some surprise: "You don't seem to be afraid of us at all? Have you never heard of the black guards? Do you know the purpose of our visit?"

"Ning family."

With his mouth full, Chen Yi said vaguely: "Ask whatever you want, for the sake of this meal... Well, I will try my best to tell you everything."

The aura displayed by this boy is definitely not something that ordinary college students can possess.

The brother and sister exchanged glances.

Zifeng asked: "In that case, let me get straight to the point... As far as I know, Ning Yuan, the eldest son of Ning, has a grudge against you. Were you responsible for his injuries?"

"no."

Chen Yi answered directly without thinking.

Ye Zifengyue frowned without a trace:

"Let me change the question, Mr. Chen Yi, you should be a reincarnation too, right?"

"no."

Still answering crisply and with a calm tone, Ye Zifeng twitched the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, and fumbled out a small instrument from the bag beside him:

It is the crystallization of modern technology and civilization of cultivating immortals. It is specially used to detect whether ordinary people have awakened their past life memories, with an error rate as low as 0.001%.

Um…

That 001 is Chen Yi.

"According to the report, your mental fluctuations are far beyond those of ordinary people...Mr. Chen Yi, I hope you can tell the truth and we will seek leniency for you."

Obviously the other party came prepared.

"nice one."

After complimenting him casually, Chen Yi raised his head without any warning, his eyes as deep as the abyss met with Zifeng's, and immediately a sharp sword light flashed between his eyebrows.

"Whoa!"

Instantly.

Zifeng only felt a sharp ice pick piercing his eyes deeply. The feeling was like falling into an ice cellar, which made him miserable. The instrument in his hand was also thrown out and disappeared.

See the situation.

Ye Zimei subconsciously reached for the dagger at the back of her waist. However, before she could pull it out, another look from Gujing Wubo glanced at her: her movements suddenly froze.

Chen Yi put down the bowl and chopsticks and wiped the grease stains from the corners of his mouth.

Get up.

He held the table with both hands, leaned forward slightly, looked down from top to bottom, calmly looked down at the Ye family siblings, and said word by word: "I said, no, do you understand?"

Zifeng clenched his fists, indicating that he was about to take action.

Ye Zimei's quick hands pressed him down and shook his head calmly: "Mr. Chen, there is a misunderstanding here. It's our fault for interrupting..."

"In this case, I will drink tea instead of wine and punish myself with one cup."

Finished.

She picked up the teacup and drank it all, then turned to Zifeng and said: "Brother, Mr. Chen is not a reincarnation, and Ning Yuan's injury was not done by him, right?"

He looked at his sister who was winking at him crazily.

Zifeng seemed to realize something. He pondered for a moment, nodded slowly, and then raised his glass to Chen Yi as well: "Sorry, Mr. Chen, we were reckless."

"On the road."

A smile appeared on Chen Yi's face, and the depressing atmosphere around him eased slightly:

"I still have something to do, let's take a step first..."

"By the way, I owe you a favor for this meal. If you encounter any trouble that you can't solve, you can come to me. I'll live upstairs in Room 308."

The art of language: warn first, then show kindness, let the other party know that you are not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated, and then build a step up to prevent the other party from becoming angry.

This is called the combination of grace and power.

If the order is reversed, then the internal force will be strong and the external force will be weak.

The reason why he did this was not because he was afraid of the black-clad guards, but because Chen Yi felt that there was no need to be an enemy to be friends, and he was not a crooked-mouthed Dragon King or Long Aotian.

Watch Chen Yi leave.

Zifeng looked at Zifeng in confusion, who still looked frightened: "Xiao Mei, why did you stop me just now? Did you find something? This person..."

"Brother, in my previous life, I was a half-step golden elixir master swordsman."

"Well, I know that."

"But I don't dare to draw a sword against him."

Ye Yemei bit her lower lip and drew blood, and her voice was obviously trembling:

"I, as a swordsman, would rather break than bend, even if I face an opponent a thousand times stronger than myself, but there is one exception... Who is that person? Do you want me to point it out?"

Wow!

As soon as this statement came out.

Zifeng's pupils suddenly dilated, and fear crept up his face little by little: At this moment, his mind went blank, leaving only four big characters, which echoed for a long time...

Number one in the world!

…

After returning to his residence and taking a shower, Chen Yi started practicing without stopping.

In ten days, he transformed all the magic power of the "Tai Shang Heart Sutra" into the "Tai Shang Ji Qing Lu": with the blessing of the heart sutra, his attraction to the opposite sex has reached a new level.

Nowadays, it is no exaggeration to call it the acacia that walks the world.

After all, the greatest effect of "Tai Shang Ji Qing Lu" is the dual cultivation of soul and soul, and the prerequisite for dual cultivation of soul and soul is that love comes naturally to the depths... Ahem, I understand everything.

Don't rush to test the power of new methods.

Chen Yi habitually turned on his phone, wanting to watch short videos and relax.

"Hey, someone called me?"

Turning on the screen, he was surprised to find that he actually had dozens of missed calls, and all the caller numbers were unknown: "It's not the black guard again, is it?"

Think a little.

He dialed the phone back anyway.

"drop…"

Within three seconds, the call was connected.

The voice coming from the other side was full of relief and surprise: "Hey, is it Senior Chen? Thank God, we have made contact. I am Ning Yuan."

"Ning Yuan?"

"Yes, it's me."

Ning Yuan went straight to the point: "Senior Chen, did a black-clad guard come to find you a few days ago? Listen to me, our old man has no ill intentions. You..."

"plead?"

Chen Yi interrupted the former's chatter and said absently: "An Xin, I'm not the kind of person who always retaliates. From now on, just don't offend the river."

Ning Yuan was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly: "That's good, that's good, thank you for your magnanimity, senior... But what, you go ahead and I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"Let's talk about it later."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yi casually scrolled through Douyin. Without even scrolling twice, he scrolled to Chen Peining's live broadcast room: Yan Chixia, Zhao Zijing and others have arrived at the seventh floor of the ruins.

"Tsk, that's pretty fast."

In addition to a mediocre sword formation, the seventh floor also has murals: these murals were not painted by Chen Yi. He didn't have the time to spare. He guessed they were white fox faces.

Um…
To be continued...