When the Tang family was silent, Ye Feiyang left.

If it weren't for venting the anger of Tang Ruoxue and Tang Qiqi, he wouldn't bother to remind Tang Xifeng that there was something wrong with the crutch.

As for the subsequent ending, Ye Fei was even less interested.

He called a car back to Jinzhilin, and during this period he received a message from Tang Ruoxue and Tang Qiqi.

Tang Qiqi praised him for doing a beautiful job, while Tang Ruoxue cared about his emotions. Ye Fei smiled and replied a few words, telling him that he didn't take it to heart.

When the car passed by Baishizhou, Ye Fei had a whim and asked the driver to stop the car. After paying the fare, he walked towards Su Xier's rental house.

It was still the dark alley, but just as Ye Fei was about to step in, a white-haired old man fell next to him with a pounce.

He covered his stomach and groaned, sweating profusely, and looked very painful.

This location is already sparsely crowded. Occasionally, a few passers-by will run away as soon as possible when they see the elderly falling down to avoid causing trouble.

Ye Fei frowned slightly and stepped forward to support the old man: "Uncle, what's wrong with you..." "Swoosh--" Before he finished speaking, Ye Fei's eyelids twitched, and he instantly bounced back.

Almost at the same time, the old man's eyes were filled with brilliance, and a dagger slashed across the place.

Ye Fei's clothes clicked and there was a hole.

The skin also felt a chill.

If you are one second later, you will probably be broken.

"Swoosh!"

Before the strike was hit, the old man jumped up from the ground and flew out like a bird! It was a snake-headed dagger, a sharp and cold snake-headed dagger! The sword light was like a rainbow, and it took Ye Fei's throat.

This blow was like the last desperate bet of a red-eyed gambler, and he had bet all his wealth and life.

This blow gives people an illusion that either the other party’s life or his own life, or both of them will die! The knife is close to the door, and the murderous aura blows his hair, illuminating Ye Fei’s eyes.

Why are there killers here?

Ye Fei was shocked and moved his steps.

Willow steps in the wind.

"Swoosh--" A stab fell into nothing.

The old man waved his backhand.

Ye Fei avoided again.

"Swoosh swish swish swish-" The old man shouted, and the dagger stabbed thirteen times, and the knife was fierce, trying to stab Ye Fei to death on the spot.

But Ye Fei swayed left and right, seemingly unable to do anything, but every time he happened to avoid the opponent's killing move.

This old guy is very powerful, and Ye Fei is ready to use his energy to fight back.

"Swoosh!"

At this moment, a gray shadow shot over, kicked against the wall, soared into the sky, and then dived towards the old man with the bounced force.

The sword borrows power.

"Swoosh!"

A black light, accompanied by a harsh sword roar, pierced the old man's throat.

A sword in the air.

The old man's expression changed slightly, he kept pressing Ye Fei's attacking legs and began to move backwards.

The dagger followed the defense.

"Bang!"

The black light fell from the sky with a tremendous fighting spirit and stabbed the old man's dagger with all his strength.

"when!"

The old man who was calm before felt a shock all over, and his feet shattered the ground under this attack.

Dugu Shang also bounced out.

His breathing was two minutes thicker, and his mouth and joints were also painful, as if he was about to fall apart.

But he quickly stabilized himself, and his rolling qi and blood slowly fell back with his breathing regulation.

"Swoosh--" Before Dugu Shang could attack again, the old man moved his foot and his body floated out more than ten meters in an instant.

After a few ups and downs, his figure became blurred.

Just a very indifferent voice came over.

"Okay, help me sew the seams."

Ye Fei originally wanted to say that he didn't need to sew it, just throw it away and buy another one, but he saw the desire in Su Xier's eyes.

She wanted to do something for herself, so Ye Fei took off her clothes and gave them to her.

Su Xier took Ye Fei's clothes, picked thin lines of similar colors, and stitched them lightly.

Ye Fei disagreed at first, but soon there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The narrow and long cracks were not only sewn together, but also turned into a canyon river, with a light boat on it, perfectly covering the abrupt cracks.

"The light boat has passed thousands of mountains!"

A piece of clothing that was to be thrown away was resurrected, and there was a trace of soul.

Ye Fei fell in love with this dress and the pattern.

After Su Xier finished sewing, Ye Fei took it over and looked at it, and handed her milk tea to her, asking her to continue drinking it.

"It's really a clever one."

Ye Fei admired the more he looked at it: "Where did you learn this acupuncture method?"

Su Xier sipped milk tea: "It was taught by the old man in the village..." "What a good girl."

Ye Fei expressed his praise: "Being a girlfriend must be very good."

"Ah--" Su Xier was so scared that she trembled, and the embroidery needles scattered, piercing her fingers, and a touch of redness became more.
Chapter completed!