After six months, Ye Qingchen returned to Kaiming City again.
This time when he entered the city, he changed his appearance and put on relatively ordinary clothes.
After all, he was going to sell magic cores. If he was still wearing the luxurious clothes that Feng Yunya put on for him, there was no guarantee that no one would notice anything strange.
What's more, he observed on the road that the Feng family is still actively searching for the murderer of Feng Bixiu.
That's why he does this.
He randomly found a shop that specialized in forging weapons and sold all the more than 20,000 magic cores he had collected to the other party.
The biggest use of magic core is naturally to be embedded in weapons to add some power or unexpected effects to the weapons.
After negotiating the price several times, Ye Qingchen had twelve thousand divine crystals in his wallet.
The previous expenses, plus the divine crystals consumed during the six months of daytime practice, these twelve thousand divine crystals can only be said to be barely replenished.
Fortunately, there happened to be a shop owner who liked the corpse and core of Xiao Yue Demon Tiger, and paid a high price of 20,000 divine crystals, which really surprised Ye Qingchen.
There are many rich people in this place.
Then he still found a restaurant, seemingly preparing to have lunch, but in fact he was still collecting information.
"Six months have passed, and the murderer who killed the young master of the Feng family has not been found yet?"
"It hasn't been found yet... It is said that the area is already being expanded. The surrounding Minghuang City and Chuihe City have received requests for help from the Feng family and are also searching for the murderer in their respective cities."
"If you ask me, this guy is too courageous, but he is also really awesome... He dared to sneak into the heavily defended Feng family at night, kill the young master of the Feng family, and escape unharmed. So far, no one has been arrested
find out."
The person who said this probably didn't expect that the murderer he admired was sitting on a dining table not far from him.
"You can just say this in private. If someone from the Feng family accidentally hears it, your place will be missing at this dinner table tomorrow."
"Go, go, go... just say some unlucky words."
"But having said that, the search intensity of the Feng family seems to have weakened a lot today. Did something happen?"
"Hmm... It seems so. I heard that the Qianjun Sect has brought the young master Fan from Minghuang City here today, bringing some gifts to meet with the daughter of the Feng family. By the way, they will hold a competition in a few days to see if they can
We can also catch some good seedlings here."
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Ye Qingchen was startled.
Is Feng Yunya about to meet that Young Master Fan?
After thinking about it, he stood up, placed two divine crystals on the table, and then walked out of the restaurant.
Seal the mansion.
In the hall at this moment.
Fan Qiyuan, a member of the Qianjun Sect and Young Master Fan of Minghuang City, was sitting on a seat next to the aisle, chatting with Feng Chongyou, the head of the Feng family on the main seat.
"I heard that Uncle Feng still hasn't been able to find the murderer of Brother Feng?"
Fan Qiyuan spoke out, seeming to be very concerned about this matter.
The Feng family has a close relationship with the Fan family, so he can call Feng Chongyou "uncle".
"Yeah... we still haven't been able to find the murderer."
When this matter was mentioned, Feng Chongyou's face was filled with anger and helplessness.
For six months, no trace of the murderer could be found.
This made him feel as helpless as a knife.
Seeing the expression on Feng Chongyou's face, Fan Qiyuan thought for a moment, and after saying a few words to the people from Qianjun Clan beside him, he turned to Feng Chongyou and said with a smile:
"In that case, why don't Uncle Feng ask Qianjun Clan to help?"
Hearing this, Feng Chongyou perked up and quickly sat up straight: "Seriously what Nephew Fan Xian said?!"
With the help of Qianjun Sect, the efficiency of finding the murderer will naturally increase exponentially!
"Since Qi Yuan dares to say these words, it means that our Qianjun Clan is indeed willing to help the Feng family find out the whereabouts of the murderer."
The one who answered him was Chi Qingjun, the elder of the Qianjun Sect beside Fan Qiyuan.
He said calmly: "As long as you don't disappoint Qi Yuan."
What he said "don't let Qi Yuan down" naturally refers to the marriage between Fan Qi Yuan and Feng Yun Ya.
"It's natural!"
Feng Chongyou said quickly: "Feng is extremely satisfied with Nephew Fan Xian, and I believe Ya'er will not have any objections. Everything will definitely fall into place!"
Fan Qiyuan smiled and said, "I wonder if Miss Feng is at home now? I want to go see her."
"She is staying at home during this period because it is too dangerous outside. I am afraid that something unexpected will happen to her."
Feng Chongyou smiled lightly and said: "If nephew Fan Xian goes to accompany her, it should make her feel more at ease."
With that, he said to the housekeeper beside him: "Take nephew Fan Xian to Ya'er."
"yes."
The butler nodded in response, then walked up to Fan Qiyuan, bent down and said with a smile: "Young Master Fan, please come this way."
"I'm sorry Qiyuan."
Fan Qiyuan first bowed to Feng Chongyou, and then followed the butler out of the hall under Feng Chongyou's satisfied gaze.
When Fan Qiyuan left, Feng Chongyou followed up and asked, "May I ask Elder Chi, will nephew Fan Xian... really become the direct disciple of an elder from your sect?"
"Why not?"
Chi Qingjun replied calmly and said: "Qi Yuan is very talented. He is already at the second level of Transcendence at a young age."
"His conduct as a person is even more comprehensive. Even within the Qianjun Sect, such a flawless disciple is rare."
"If this is true, it would be a great joy. I believe Brother Fan will also feel extremely happy!"
Feng Chongyou said with a smile.
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At this moment, the small courtyard where Feng Yunya is located.
Under the peach blossom tree, Feng Yunya stood there quietly, looking up at the delicate peach blossoms, in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.
Until a knock on the door brought her out of her trance.
"Miss, Master Fan is looking for you."
As soon as the butler's voice fell, the door of the small courtyard was pushed open, and Fan Qiyuan's figure appeared in Feng Yunya's sight.
As soon as she saw Fan Qiyuan, Feng Yunya's body trembled slightly, and a trace of panic flashed across her face.
"Miss Feng, long time no see."
Fan Qiyuan saluted with a smile and said: "It has been a long time since we last met. Now that we meet again, Miss Feng has become more beautiful than last time."
His voice was gentle and gentle, like a spring breeze.
It's just that this compliment, which is enough to make any woman smile with joy, fell into Feng Yunya's ears, but it did not reveal a trace of joy on her face.
She still had a tight face and said in a slightly trembling voice: "You...why are you here?"
"I miss you day and night and suffer a lot, so I thought of coming over early to see Miss Feng."
Fan Qiyuan still had a smile on his face that could make people feel good.
He turned back and glanced at the housekeeper. The housekeeper immediately understood, closed the courtyard door, and stood guard outside.
Suddenly, Feng Yunya and Fan Qiyuan were the only ones in the courtyard.
At the moment when the two of them were alone, Feng Yunya couldn't feel any charm at all in her heart, only a growing panic.
"In a few days, Miss Feng will become my wife."
Fan Qiyuan approached Feng Yunya, smiled and said, "Isn't Miss Feng unhappy?"
Seeing him approaching, Feng Yunya subconsciously took two steps back and said in a panic: "But... there are obviously so many more beautiful women than me, why... Young Master Fan just fell in love with me..."
"Of course it's because Miss Feng's beauty touches my heart more."
Fan Qiyuan was very close to Feng Yunya at the moment.
He leaned forward slightly, close to Feng Yunya's ear, and his tone changed slightly.
"I know you are resisting this upcoming wedding, but it is a pity... As long as it is something that I, Fan Qiyuan, like, there will never be a chance of escaping from my grasp."
"Of course you are the same."
Feng Yunya: "!!"
A deep panic suddenly appeared in her contracted pupils.
She didn't expect Fan Qiyuan to be such a person.
Before, she just had no feelings for Fan Qiyuan, and she didn't want to obey her father's arrangements, so she was reluctant to this engagement.
But I didn't expect that Fan Qiyuan would be such a person!
"There's nothing wrong with being my woman."
Fan Qiyuan straightened up, and the just-right smile on his face had turned into a cold smile that frightened Feng Yunya: "After we get married, I will also find a way to arrange you into the Qianjun Sect to prevent you from becoming the one in the eyes of the world."
vase'."
"Even if you want to resist now, no one will help you...not even your father."
Fan Qiyuan gently sniffed the body fragrance of Feng Yunya, and an evil thought gradually rose in his heart.
He really wanted to "rectify" Feng Yunya on the spot here.
However, Feng Chongyou's butler was still guarding outside.
Even if he "did" Feng Yunya here, Feng Chongyou probably wouldn't say anything, but after all, it would be difficult to save his face.
Therefore, he could only wait until the wedding day before "eating and wiping" Feng Yunya upright.
He came here this time just to attack Feng Yunya and stop her from having any thoughts of resistance.
Seeing that his goal seemed to be achieved, Fan Qiyuan stopped talking. After returning to his original hypocritical appearance, he said goodbye to Feng Yunya with a smile and left.
Feng Yunya was left standing in the small courtyard with a pale face.
"What should I do...do I really want to spend the rest of my life with that kind of person..."
Feng Yunya bit her lower lip tightly, almost drawing blood without realizing it.
She doesn't want to spend her next life with someone like Fan Qiyuan.
But what can she do?
Her father pushed hard for this marriage contract. She, a weak woman, had no decisive say in this huge Feng family.
Even her grandfather, who loved her very much, did not express any dissatisfaction with the marriage contract.
Just when her eyes were gloomy and she was about to return to the room.
A relatively familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
"You look... like you don't want to marry him?"
Feng Yunya's expression suddenly changed and she turned around immediately.
When that familiar face appeared in front of her eyes, she immediately exclaimed.