It was a round little face, white and rosy, like a crystal clear red grape, so delicate that it seemed like you could pinch water out of it.
A little flame-like vermilion mark between the eyebrows adds a bit of enchantment and cuteness to this young face.
But in this uninhabited deep mountain forest with strong winter wind, Ye Wufeng suddenly fell into his eyes, but it still shocked him. He shook violently, staggered back, and said in horror: "Ghost...Ghost!
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Before he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away.
In the panic, I forgot that there was a rock behind me and a cliff behind it. I turned around suddenly and hit my knee on the cold hard stone. It felt like I was getting an electric shock. My right leg went weak and I fell directly onto the rock with a pop.
superior.
He was so dizzy from the fall that half of his body was stretched out, suspended in mid-air over the cliff!
"Holy shit!"
After being in a daze for a moment, Ye Wufeng quickly came back to his senses. He glanced around and saw the empty abyss below. He suddenly became excited and exclaimed.
Then he jerked his waist back, stood up abruptly, and staggered back in shock; but he accidentally stepped on a broken piece of wood, and immediately his foot slipped, and he fell straight on his back.
There was a loud bang, rocks flew everywhere, and dust flew up.
At this time, Ye Wufeng fell straight down and his eyes were filled with stars. His whole body seemed to be falling apart. He lay on the ground wailing and moaning, his consciousness becoming hazy.
"Are you... okay?"
A slightly childish voice came into my ears.
Ye Wufeng, whose eyes were filled with stars, suddenly woke up. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced around. Between the twinkling stars, the white and tender face came into view again.
"Fuck!"
Ye Wufeng was startled. He suddenly jumped up from the ground and retreated quickly. He didn't stop until he hit the trunk of a towering tree. He looked at the other party with a disheveled face and a horrified face, and said in a trembling voice: "You
...Are you a human or a ghost?"
"ah?"
The young man in red robe was visibly startled when he heard this, and then his big eyes rolled around, and he glanced up and down at the embarrassed Ye Wufeng. He seemed to have finally figured something out, and then he grinned and chuckled.
Although the young man's laughter was not eerie and harsh, when it fell in Ye Wufeng's ears, he couldn't help but make his heart palpitate. He felt a little frightened for no reason. His whole body tensed up instantly and he acted defensively. He said in horror: "You...
.Are you really a ghost?"
"You are the ghost, your whole family is a ghost!"
The young man pouted his little mouth and said something arrogantly, then smiled and said: "Hehe, are all you warriors in the Eastern Wilderness so cowardly? A majestic Heavenly Chong warrior with only half a step in martial arts, are you still afraid of ghosts?"
Hearing these words, Ye Wufeng was stunned for a moment, but he was not angry. Instead, he judged from the other party's words that the other party was a human rather than a ghost, and most of the fear in his heart dissipated.
But looking at this young man in red robe, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, appearing inexplicably in this barren mountain, I still couldn't help but feel a little wary. He frowned and asked, "Can you see my cultivation level?"
"What's so difficult about this?"
The young man in red robe raised his little face and said with an arrogant expression: "Don't talk about your half-step in martial arts. Even if you make up the remaining half step and step into martial arts, I can tell it at a glance."
"You're not old, but your tone is not young!"
After Ye Wufeng heard this, he was completely sure that the other party was a human being. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, straightened his clothes, coughed as if nothing happened, and asked: "Which family are you a child from? What's your last name?"
Who is your name, and why are you alone in this deep mountain and forest, pretending to be a ghost and scaring people?"
"Who is pretending to be a ghost? Young master, I walk openly and honestly. It's because you are timid that you scare yourself, okay? You have grown so big for nothing, so you are not ashamed!"
"Hey..."
Hearing this, Ye Wufeng suddenly lost his temper. He pinched his waist, pretended to be evil, and said fiercely: "Little brat, how can you tell big brother? Do you believe that I will spank you?"
Unexpectedly, when the young man heard this, he raised his eyebrows with disdain on his face and said, "With your little cultivation, you can't even touch the corner of my clothes!"
"Hey, you're not big, but your tone is really big. Brother, I have to teach you how to behave today!"
Ye Wufeng was completely irritated. He scolded him, rolled up his sleeves and robe, stretched out his hand and rushed over, trying to capture this little kid who didn't know the heights of the world.
"How dare you, a mere Tianchong warrior, take action against me?"
Seeing this, the young man advanced instead of retreating. He faced the charging Ye Wufeng, suddenly stretched out his chubby little hand, and slapped him across the face.
Snap...
The seemingly weak little palm instantly slapped Ye Wufeng's outstretched right arm, causing a cracking sound and a bone cracking sound.
"ah..."
Ye Wufeng suddenly changed color and screamed. His right arm was visibly weak and drooped down, dripping with blood.
The intense pain caused sweat to form on his forehead, his face was distorted, and he staggered back. He looked at the red-robed boy in disbelief, his eyes filled with fear.
Xuanjing warrior!
The boy's seemingly random slap contained terrifying power, as powerful as a mountain hitting it. It was at least as powerful as a warrior in the early stage of the Xuan Realm!
Whoa...
At the same time, the young man in red robe did not stop. He moved his feet and instantly approached Ye Wufeng and punched him.
"not good!"
Ye Wufeng, who was thinking, had no time to dodge and subconsciously raised his hand to block.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
Ye Wufeng felt as if he had been hit by a huge mountain. His arms were numb and his body was torn apart. He flew backwards, with a bang, directly broke the towering tree behind him, and rolled to the ground.
"With this little strength, how dare you speak so brazenly to me?"
The red-robed young man sneered, moved his feet again, stepped forward, and approached Ye Wufeng in an instant. He raised his foot and stepped on him directly with a bang.
"puff!"
Ye Wufeng's chest suddenly dented slightly, visible to the naked eye, and large amounts of blood overflowed from his mouth like a swarm.
The young man turned a blind eye, bent down slightly, stared at Ye Wufeng, and said sarcastically: "Now, do you still want to spank me?"
"You...who are you?"
Ye Wufeng only felt a foot on his chest, as heavy as a mountain. The pressure made him breathless, his whole body was weak, and he lost control of his limbs. He barely held his neck and asked in fear.
At this moment, no matter how big-hearted he was, he could tell that something was wrong.
The experience at Ten Thousand Beasts Ridge greatly increased his strength, and he directly reached the peak of Tianchong. With half a step in martial arts, he was enough to stand out among the heroes.
But who would have thought that as soon as they started fighting, he would be defeated and trampled under his feet.
Obviously, this person's cultivation level is not even a little bit better than his, he is definitely a Xuan Realm warrior!
But the Eastern Wilderness is barren, there are only a handful of martial arts warriors, and the Xuanjing warriors are even rarer.
Before the rise of his third brother Ye Wushuang, any Xuanjing warrior was a famous martial arts master in the Eastern Wasteland. When did such a little guy appear?
"Young master, I can't change my name, but I can't change my surname. That's right, Lei Ren!"
The young man did not hide anything, and directly announced his family status with a proud face.