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Chapter 1717 means

 Jia Wenzhe spoke again: "Yu'er, dad knows what to do, but you'd better not have too much hope for your feelings for Master Feng Yi."

Hearing Jia Wenzhe's words, Jia Ruyu was shocked all over, her pretty face turned pale, and she asked in a somewhat astringent voice, "Why?"

Jia Wenzhe sighed and said: "He actually already has a confidante, and the reason why he changed the name of Sihai City to Weiwo City is to let his confidante find him as soon as possible."

After Jia Wenzhe finished speaking, Jia Ruyu's pretty face became even paler, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Seeing Jia Ruyu's low mood, Jia Wenzhe sighed, stood up and walked out of the meeting hall.

Dingyuanfang.

Several quarters of an hour have passed since Zhang Yifeng entered the portal. During this period, Yu Wenlie tried to escape, but was discovered in time by Yang Xiao and others who were standing by.

After a fight, many people were injured, but Yu Wenlie was subdued again.

With the previous lessons learned, everyone monitored Yuwen Lie and his subordinates even more strictly, and did not give Yu Wenlie a chance to recover from his injuries or try to escape.

At this time, a quarter of an hour had passed since Zhang Yifeng entered the portal, but Zhang Yifeng still did not come out of the portal. Yang Xiao couldn't help but feel worried.

"Is everything going to be okay, sir?" Yang Xiao looked at Yuntian Jue and asked with a worried look on his face.

Yun Tianjue shook his head: "According to the ancestor's last words, the Yuwen family's treasure trove is not dangerous, so you should be fine."

Yang Xiao was about to nod, but at this moment, the ground suddenly shook violently, and everyone fell to the ground unprepared.

"Brother, leave quickly [New Biquge www.biqule.info]!"

The young monk quickly got up from the ground, grabbed Yu Wenlie and ran away.

By the time Yang Xiao and others came to their senses, they wanted to stop them, but it was too late. They could only watch as they fled into the distance.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened to them.

Whoosh!

Following several sounds of air bursting, Yu Wenlie and the young monk suddenly stopped.

They all let out a scream, and upon closer inspection, they each had a slender sword stuck in their chests.

The sword tip came out of the chest, and bright red blood dripped down the sword tip.

"How can this be!"

Yuwen Lie lowered his head and looked at the thin sword protruding from his chest, with an incredible look in his eyes.

He used up his last strength and turned around with difficulty. When he saw a figure standing behind him, a look of deep resentment suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he stopped breathing without saying a word.

As Yu Wen Lie's body fell to the ground, a Nascent Soul escaped and was about to escape, but was caught in the hands of the figure behind him.

This figure is naturally Zhang Yifeng.

"What? You want to leave without saying hello to me? Isn't it too rude?" Zhang Yifeng asked indifferently, looking at Yu Wenlie's Nascent Soul in his hand.

As soon as he came out of the portal, he saw the young monk and Yu Wen Lie escaping, and then he took action to kill Yu Wen Lie.

"Do not kill me!"

The Nascent Soul was held in Zhang Yifeng's hand. Yu Wenlie's eyes showed deep fear, and he kept begging Zhang Yifeng for mercy.

Looking at the frightened Yu Wenlie, Zhang Yifeng shook his head. He was too lazy to say a word to such a person.

boom!

Zhang Yifeng squeezed Yu Wenlie's Nascent Soul to pieces in an instant.

On the side, the young monk fell to the ground. Seeing Yuwen Lie's Nascent Soul being crushed by Zhang Yifeng, a look of deep resentment appeared in his eyes.

"You actually killed my eldest brother. I'm going to kill you to avenge my eldest brother!"

"Huh? You're not dead?"

Zhang Yifeng was a little surprised. The young monk was stabbed through the chest by his sword and was only seriously injured.

The young monk did not answer, but looked at Zhang Yifeng with a look of resentment.

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, walked up to the young monk, and said with an indifferent expression: "You want to kill me?"

The young monk was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I can't wait to cut you into pieces, peel off your skin and cramps!"

Zhang Yifeng heard this and nodded: "In that case, then you die!"

As he said that, with the young monk's horrified look in his eyes, he slapped the young monk's head hard with his palm.

boom!

Zhang Yifeng's current physical training level is equivalent to that of a third-level monk in the out-of-body stage, and the palm he just struck didn't hold back at all.

Under his full palm, the young monk's body instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist, and even his Nascent Soul was not spared.

When Yu Wenlie's remaining men saw Zhang Yifeng being so ferocious, they all turned pale with fright, their bodies were trembling uncontrollably, and their eyes looking at Zhang Yifeng were full of fear.

After killing the young monk, Zhang Yifeng turned around and looked at Yu Wenlie's subordinates who were already frightened. A bloodthirsty smile appeared in his eyes, "Are you going to kill me too?"

Everyone was already devastated by Zhang Yifeng's ferocity. When they heard Zhang Yifeng's words, everyone's expressions changed drastically. They couldn't help anymore, and they knelt down on the ground and began to beg for mercy.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng shook his head lightly. He walked up to Yang Xiao and others and said, "These people are left to you. Whether they live or die is up to you. I'll wait for you at the City Lord's Mansion."

After saying that, Zhang Yifeng walked towards the city lord's palace alone without waiting for anyone's reaction.

"What should we do with these people?"

After Zhang Yifeng left, Yun Tianjue looked at Yang Xiao and asked.

"How about killing them all?" Before Yang Xiao could speak, the young monk's voice came.

A young monk named Zhang Zifeng.

Yang Xiao pondered for a while, then shook his head and said: "No, now is the time when your Excellency needs people. As long as these people can be used by us, they will definitely be able to help you."

All of Yu Wen Lie's subordinates were already on tenterhooks because of Zhang Zifeng's words. When they heard Yang Xiao's words, they all felt as if they had been granted amnesty and began to rush to beg for mercy.

"Sir, the Yuwen family has nothing to do with us, please spare us.

"We are willing to surrender, please show mercy."

"Please, sir, spare our lives."

On the side, Yun Tianjue frowned and said: "If they can really be used by adults, it is indeed a good choice. However, they are Yu Wen Lie's people after all. Now that Yu Wen Lie is dead, there is no guarantee that they will not hold grudges.

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Yang Xiao smiled and shook his head: "This is not a problem. Your Excellency is an alchemist. As long as he is willing, he will definitely have a way to make these people obedient."


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