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Chapter 22: The Helplessness of the Ye Family

Huang Mao, who was on a par with Yuan Hao, struck with all his strength and was defeated and disabled in an instant. Even the onlookers heard that Ye Feng could defeat the King of Martial Beast. Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment.

"Father...Father, is that the sixth child?" Ye Yun's eldest son Ye Yu looked at Ye Yun with some stuttering.

"This... this..." Ye Yun no longer knew whether he was happy or worried.

"Damn you, if you cripple me today, I will let my father cut you into pieces!" Huang Mao looked at Ye Feng with a fierce look on his face.

"Really?" Ye Feng smiled nonchalantly and tore open the clothes on Huang Mao's chest. He saw a white leather steel armor inside, and there were terrifying spikes protruding from the steel frame.

"This must be your secret weapon." Ye Feng said as he grabbed Huang Mao and showed the steel armor to everyone.

"Master Zhang's young master in the state capital has such a high status that he actually hides something so sinister in his chest. Young Master, you really opened my eyes." Ye Feng's mocking voice echoed through the entire martial arts arena.

The people below immediately pointed and pointed, and suddenly understood why Yuanhao suddenly trembled all over.

Huang Mao is a strong disciple in the entire Yanjing Province and has never encountered any setbacks. This makes him not take anyone seriously. Otherwise, Huang Mao would not secretly challenge the entire Fenglin City by himself. But this

Once, Huang Mao was not only completely defeated, but also lost three of his limbs. Being exposed for poisoning made him even more humiliated. What Huang Mao couldn't accept the most was that all of this was done by the person he hated the most.

He came to kill Ye Feng, but he was harmed so miserably by Ye Feng.

"Eh? Why are you looking at me with such an 'unfriendly' look?" Ye Feng turned around and smiled, grabbed Huang Mao's wasted hand, and then placed it on Huang Mao's steel armor. The sharp point of the steel armor

The thorn suddenly penetrated Huang Mao's flesh, and black blood spread quickly.

"Asshole, what are you doing?" Huang Mao's face changed drastically, and he twisted and struggled desperately.

"Hmph!" Ye Feng threw Huang Mao aside. Just as he landed, Huang Mao ignored the severe pain in his body and used his only intact right hand to take out a small ceramic bottle from his arms. Just as he was about to drink it, Huang Mao's

His hand was grabbed all of a sudden.

"My Fengshen legs only kicked five times, leaving your right hand behind. Do you know why? You idiot." Ye Feng sneered, brought the ceramic vial to Yuan Hao, and helped him drink it.

"good!"

"good!"

The people below cheered. It was obvious that the Ye Feng now was no longer the same Ye Feng before.

"Save me, it's crab poison. There should be an antidote in Fenglin City. Save me quickly, I will die if it's too late." On the ground, Huang Mao finally felt the threat to his life, and his whole body suddenly collapsed.

"Humph, you insidious villain, I'll give you a word, you'll be damned if you do it yourself." Ye Feng said with a sneer.

"Sixth, don't get into trouble, he belongs to Mr. Zhang..."

"What are you afraid of? I have nothing to do with your Ye family anymore, so I will fight this matter alone. Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Ye Feng waved his hand and walked slowly down the martial arts arena.

"Master Ye, thank you." Yuanhao, who was a little better, bowed and thanked you.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, turned around and left without saying anything.

Ye Yun looked at Ye Feng's retreating figure and suddenly chased after him quickly.

"Old Six."

Ye Feng stopped and slowly turned his head, "Well, you actually came to me?"

Ye Yun felt a little unnatural, moved his mouth, and then said to Ye Feng: "Can you say a few words?"

Ye Feng smiled, "Of course, you are my stinky dad after all."

Ye Yun's face looked a little ugly, but he continued: "You must look down on me very much. You keep everything in peace and don't dare to be disrespectful to the people above me."

"You know that too?"

Ye Yun had a look of helplessness on his face and sighed: "Our Ye family is just the lowest noble, not much higher than the common people. A family like ours does not have a huge power, no peerless masters, and no strong backing.

There are countless families in the entire Yanhuo Continent. If one is not careful, hundreds of such families may be exterminated in a day. This world is not as simple as you think. As the head of a family, I have to think about the whole family.

"

"Do you even have to sacrifice your son sometimes? Even if the fault is not your son's fault?" Ye Feng smiled coldly.

"In the past, our family was much less prosperous than it is now, but because your grandfather protected his son, your uncle, the family was destroyed. Your grandfather, your uncle, no one has escaped. After so many years,

After all the ups and downs, I finally made the Ye family prosperous again. But your grandfather’s lessons are deeply rooted in my mind, and I don’t want to follow your grandfather’s old path again.”

"I have begun to respect that grandpa, but when something happens, you humble yourself and even sacrifice your family. Don't you feel incompetent?"

"Sacrifice one person to save the whole family. When you become the head of the family, you will understand my difficulties. If you want to blame us, the Ye family is too weak. Anyone can control life and death. This is the world. The strong dominate everything.

, the weak linger on for a while.”

Ye Feng waved his hands, straightened his clothes, and sighed: "If I were you, if I couldn't protect my family, I might as well give up the glory and wealth in front of me and become a commoner. In this way, although life is hard, the family can be happy and live a more dignified life.

And I will definitely protect my family."

With that said, Ye Feng turned around and took two steps, then stopped and said, "Ye Yun, if I hadn't shown my strength just now, you wouldn't have said these words to me."

Ye Yun's expression changed, but he still said: "Yes, but you really shouldn't call me by my name."

"Huh, in this world, strength will bring everything." Ye Feng snorted and said: "You have kicked me out of the house, what should I call you? Dad? Mr. Ye? Let me tell you again, I am spiritual

In other words, the soul is really not your son. But considering that this skin was born from you, no matter what you do to me, if the Ye family is in trouble in the future, I will definitely take action. Also, I was the one who killed Huang Mao.

If that Zhang Hui is looking for trouble, just push him on me. If he hadn't chased me into the monster realm, I wouldn't have achieved what I have now. I have to thank him very much."

The same surname is Zhang. Ye Feng easily guessed from the previous contact that this yellow-haired old man was the purple-robed old man who chased him three months ago.

Ye Feng left the martial arts arena alone. Because his clothes were scratched by Huang Mao's sword energy, Ye Feng bought a new set of clothes, and then took out Lin Yuan's clothes. He immediately returned to Waterfall Xiaotan.

Beside Xiaotan, Lin Yuan was sitting alone on a smooth stone, playing with the water at her feet. She was holding the little guy in her arms, and a smile appeared on her face.

But the little guy has an unimaginable charm, with a cute figure as big as a cat, a smooth golden appearance without a trace of hair, a face like a little lion, two tender pink horns on his head, and a small red nose.

He is extremely agile, with various smirking and smug expressions on his mouth from time to time, and his crystal-clear deep black eyes, which perfectly combine playfulness and worry-freeness with every movement of his eyeballs.

Judging from the appearance alone, the little guy is enough to kill all the girls in an instant. His coquettishness is far beyond that of Ye Feng, who thinks he is very handsome. In addition, the little guy is extremely active and has no trace of composure. His liveliness and carefreeness will make all

People's moods improve accordingly.


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