Legend of the Supreme Soldier

Chapter 420: Ten steps away

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The host of this sect meeting was the Yan family, so naturally the banquet was hosted by the Yan family. There will be such a banquet before every sect meeting, where you can meet the masters of each sect and make your favorite friends.

All the masters of the sect will attend this banquet. It is very rare for such masters to gather together. This is the highest-level banquet in the entire Free Star Region, and this time the current head of the Yan family and the old lady will appear at the banquet. The head of the Yan family is naturally prestigious, but even this old lady is extremely extraordinary.

Because of the sect held on Risdel Star, the density of young geniuses here is much higher than in other places. This also attracted the attention of child predator organizations. For a long period of time, child predators were rampant on Risdel.

It was this old lady who, together with several major forces on the Risdel Star, such as the Huang Family, swept across all the strongholds of the child predators on the Risdel Star at that time with the power of thunder. It was from then on that the child predators disappeared from the planet Risdel. If people are afraid of the head of the Yan family, then they truly respect the old lady from the bottom of their hearts.

The old lady has never appeared at the banquet in previous years, but for some reason this year, she actually attended the banquet in person.

Ye Zhong followed Feng Su closely. If this guy is not guarded, the consequences will be very serious. When he thought of a large group of Xifeng tribe's light armors biting his butt and chasing him, even with his strong nerves, he couldn't help but shudder just thinking about it. This situation must not be allowed to happen. To ensure this. Ye Zhong followed Feng Su almost step by step.

Ye Chong soon discovered that his behavior was completely asking for trouble.

Feng Su did not wear a veil today, and her peerless appearance was completely displayed in front of everyone.

In order to attend this banquet, she dressed up specially today. This purple dress was specially made by her at the request of the Yan family. It matched her ethereal temperament and looked like a blooming violet. Tight waist. It outlines her perfect figure vividly. The low-cut neckline, sexy collarbones are exposed in the air, and the smooth skin is shining with an alluring luster under the light.

Feng Su's appearance at the banquet attracted everyone's attention like a magnet. Most of these fighters, masters and trainers are people who don't pay attention to the details of life. Where to spend time dressing up. The other female masters of the sect were like chickens facing a phoenix in front of her, their brilliance dimmed.

At this moment, Feng Su conquered everyone with her beauty.

But Ye Chong, who was beside her, didn't feel so good. At this time, in the eyes of everyone, he was like cow dung under the flowers.

murderous look! Absolutely murderous! When everyone's eyes reluctantly move away from Feng Su, they always focus on their own body. Whenever this time. Ye Zhong could always feel waves of extremely strong murderous aura rushing towards him like huge waves. But he is extremely sensitive to changes in the surrounding environment, just like a sommelier with an extremely sensitive sense of taste who has to eat chili peppers, which is painful. It's really torturous.

Although on the surface Ye Chong still looked calm and calm. But in fact, Ye Zhong's entire back was soaked. Every sect master. But they are all above the realm of realm masters. Facing so many powerful nail machines, those with weak hearts will have already collapsed. Even Ye Chong felt it was too much.

Feng Su glanced at Ye Zhong gently, but her heart was filled with joy. For so many days, she had been suppressed by this young man. No matter what methods she used, they had no effect. Now that she had the opportunity to tease him, Feng Su felt indescribable pleasure.

With a very charming smile on her face, Feng Su leaned towards Ye Zhong and gently took his arm.

Suddenly, the intensity of Ye Zhong's murderous gaze increased exponentially. In an instant, Ye Chong was sweating profusely. Of course, on the surface, our Ye Zhong is still calm and calm, and you can't even notice a tremor in his hands.

The cold snorts could be heard endlessly, from far or near. None of these sect masters were people with higher eyesight. They didn't break out on the spot because of the Yan family's face. If this were on the street, Ye Zhong was sure that these people would pounce on him and cut him into pieces.

"You'd better not play with fire." Ye Zhong warned Feng Su in an inaudible voice.

The smile on Feng Su's face became brighter, and she held Ye Zhong's arm a little harder, almost leaning on Ye Zhong.

"Don't you like it?" Feng Su breathed softly into Ye Zhong's ear with a hint of temptation and teasing.

"Hmph!" There was an imperceptible tremor in his throat, and Ye Zhong let out a cold snort.

Feng Su trembled and her expression suddenly changed.

Being controlled by others is not Ye Zhong's style at all. He used the Swallowing Wave Roar just now, but this time he controlled the Swallowing Wave Roar within a very small range and the intensity was also very low. But because Feng Su was too close to him, this moment was enough for her to bear.

Although Ye Zhong had tried his best to control the Yanbohou within a very small area, there were people here who knew what they were doing. The way those people looked at him suddenly changed, and most of their hostility disappeared.

After receiving this lesson, Feng Su suddenly became much more honest.

The banquet hall is very large, but there are also many people. From time to time, the hall resounds with the laughter of old acquaintances meeting each other, and among these fighters, the loud voices are not just one or two, but dozens of people, which directly leads to the noise in the hall. .

"Is this a banquet?" Feng Su's expression was a little dull. She was a very popular star in the five star regions. She had attended countless high-end banquets. Where had she ever seen such a messy banquet

Takken and others had wisely stayed away from Ye Zhong and Feng Su. Not everyone could bear that kind of murderous intent.

Seeing so many people, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Ye Zhong pulled Feng Su without any pity, walked to a corner, and sat quietly.

Ye Chong didn't notice that not far away, a handsome and gentle guy was looking at the two of them interestingly.

If Feng Su's arrival is the first event of the banquet, the second event is Rui Bing's arrival. When Rui Bing, wearing a snow-white training uniform, appeared at the banquet holding a cute little boy of seven or eight years old, everyone could no longer take their eyes away.

With a cool temperament, a hint of perseverance, and the kind of temperament only a true fighter has, Rui Bing's appearance is not peerless, but her presence cannot be ignored.

She is wearing snow-white training clothes, her eyes are cold, and her nimble movements make her even more sassy and elegant.

If Feng Su represents temptation, then Rui Bing represents dreams to a certain extent.

Rui Bing's expression remained as usual without any fluctuation, and she led the little boy into the banquet hall. The little boy looked at the sect masters around him with a shy smile on his face, without the slightest fear. When the female masters around saw such a cute little boy, their eyes immediately lit up.

It suddenly became quiet in front of him, and Ye Zhong couldn't help but raise his head in surprise. However, he was already in the corner, and there were too many people blocking him. Ye Chong quickly lowered his head. His curiosity was not serious to begin with, not to mention that in such a complicated place, he was very low-key.

He didn't know that just a dozen steps in front of him was the person he had been looking for!

Rui Bing took the little boy and walked to another corner. Rui Bing is also a person who doesn't like to be in the limelight. On this point, she and Ye Zhong are surprisingly consistent. The two of them are equally low-key, but equally not afraid of trouble. To a certain extent, they are quite similar in some ways. Perhaps it is precisely because of these more or less similarities that Ye Chong can accept Rui Bing so naturally.

"Can you stop being so tight with me? Oh my God, others will think that our relationship is abnormal. Also, don't be so sullen. Aren't you tired? When you see others, no matter you know them or not, you have to say hello. , Our Ye family is a house of etiquette..." Ye Luo kept nagging in Ye Yin's ear in a low voice.

Ye Yin's forehead twitched.

Just then someone came towards him, and Ye Luo immediately changed his face. He was polite, gentle, and his soft smile made people fond of him.

As soon as the man passed by, Ye Luo immediately returned to his previous expression: "Also, don't leave me too far for a while. You are too weak. You are too weak to touch me with this thin skin and tender flesh. In other words, fighting is the best. The royal way..."

Ye Yin's forehead veins jumped again!

At this moment, a waiter came towards me.

"Is this Mr. Luo Shi?" the waiter asked respectfully.

Ye Luo immediately put on a standard gentleman's face and smiled gracefully: "That's me. What do you want from me?"

The waiter immediately made a leading gesture: "The old lady is very happy to hear that you are attending the sect meeting again. I would like to invite Mr. Luo Shi to come and talk about it."

"Old Madam?" Ye Luo couldn't help showing a puzzled expression. How could the Yan family's old Madam know about him? Although he is very confident in his skills and thinks he is handsome, he is not narcissistic enough to think that he is charming enough to make the Yan family's wife, who is already in her 70s and 80s, become his fan.

"Yes. The old lady personally told me. Please go this way. If you have any questions, I believe you will understand when you see the old lady." The waiter's posture did not change and he made a gesture of invitation. .