With an angry shout, Chen Feng stared at the kitchen closely.
If you don't know what's going on there, if you go in hastily, you'll be in trouble if you fall into a trap.
After waiting for three or four minutes, no one came out. Chen Feng said again: "If you don't come out, don't blame me for being rude!"
After another minute or two, a timid voice sounded: "No, I...I'm going out."
The kitchen door was pushed open, and a woman wearing a red gauze cardigan came out of the kitchen with her arms crossed and a nervous expression.
The moment she saw Chen Feng, she knelt down on the ground with a plop and kowtowed: "Please forgive me, sir. I saw that no one has lived here for a long time. I thought no one lived here, so I hid in it."
here."
"I didn't know this was your place. Please forgive me this time. I'll leave right away. I'll leave right away."
While talking, the woman kept kowtowing. The sound of "dong dong dong" could be heard clearly in the dark night.
In a few moments, the woman's forehead was bruised, and bright red blood slid down her cheek.
Paired with the tattered red clothes, she looks like a female ghost.
Chen Feng stared at the woman, and after investigating, he found that there was no spiritual energy in her body, and he felt relieved.
Judging from her appearance, she probably ran away from somewhere, and it didn't look like she was sent to assassinate him.
Even to assassinate him, it is impossible to send such a person with no spiritual power.
"Get up."
The woman cautiously raised her head and glanced at Chen Feng, then quickly got up from the ground.
"If you have no other instructions, Jianjia will not disturb your rest."
After saying that, without waiting for Chen Feng to answer, he covered his tattered clothes and ran out with his head lowered.
Watching her leave, Chen Feng went back to the house to continue practicing.
As for why she appeared here with wounds all over her body and in rags, and what happened to her, Chen Feng was not interested.
Without thinking any more, Chen Feng sat on the bed and continued practicing.
After a sleepless night, the next day the Golden Crow rose, and Chen Feng opened his eyes.
Feeling the spiritual energy in his body, a smile appeared on his face: "Now we are just one chance away."
All he needs is an opportunity, and he will be innately perfect.
As I was thinking about it, there was a noise coming from outside the door.
Chen Feng frowned in displeasure. As soon as he opened the door, a figure in tattered red clothes rushed in and hugged him.
He thought it was something, so he grabbed it and threw him out.
With a "bang" sound, it hit a large number of people, who kept screaming.
Chen Feng took a closer look and saw that it was Jian Jia who had appeared in his place last night.
Before Chen Feng could speak, an arrogant voice came: "That audacious person who dares to touch my young master?"
A man wearing a brocade robe, holding a fan in his hand, with blue eyes and pale face, and a conceited walk walked over arrogantly with a dozen people.
"Master, please slow down."
Zhu Youde was shaking his folding fan in a very romantic manner, but coupled with the fact that his body could be blown down by a gust of wind, the people watching were amused.
"Young master, we have captured him." Two men dressed as servants pulled Jian Jia and smiled to please him.
"Well, take it away." Zhu Youde looked at Jianjia with unconcealable desire in his eyes.
"By the way, young master." A servant pointed at Chen Feng: "He was the one who grabbed Mrs. Jianjia and threw her over just now."