"This is... unexpected again."
Mr. An was pushed back to the ground by Ming Feizhen. According to the original plan, he should have arrived at the meeting place agreed with the Poison King. He has always had perfect requirements for time and plans, and this is the first time that he feels that the plan will be delayed almost endlessly by force majeure.
This 'force majeure' is now taking the form of a human, silently, and seems to be hugging his shoulders affectionately.
"I've been looking forward to meeting you for a long time. What's wrong with leaving so soon."
Ming Fei smiled genuinely.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be with that person."
"The concubine's magic tricks... I can deduce the master who is next from the clues. You should know that the villain is a chess piece, and behind it is His Highness's instructions." The words were earnest and slightly flustered, and there was a history of being recognized. Slightly unwilling but had to give in to the opponent's powerless attitude, which perfectly concealed the surprise surging in his heart.
Jing'an's cooperation with him was a top secret in the organization.
It's not something that can be used like an abandoned child for an escape speech. Of course, Mr. An did not doubt that the woman had her own way to solve all the situation. But the feeling that the plan was repeatedly disrupted was what he disliked the most.
- This guy is really tough.
Whether it was Luo Ming's defeat so quickly, or the fact that he was intercepted again at this time or even asked about Jing An. The worst-case scenario that Mr. An had assumed was easily broken by him in a split second.
"Mr. Mumbai."
However, Ming Feizhen smiled and shook his head.
"But I'm not talking about Jing'an, but the Lord of the Demon Realm."
An invisible cold murderous aura surged around Mr. An's body, and his figure was distorted, as if he was about to become invisible again.
"Wait."
Just two short words, but Mr. An's figure suddenly returned to human form, and it was difficult to move.
It is difficult for other people to know what happened in the middle. If they don't know, it is that Zhenren Zha is quite familiar with this person, and is persuading with words, or even reminiscing.
But no one knew that the hand that was holding the shoulder for some time seemed like an invisible giant lock weighing more than 10,000 kilograms. The shoulders are as heavy as mountains. Mr. An even tried to use his internal strength three times, but he couldn't break through the ban. No, it should be said that Mr. An was not overwhelmed by the weight of this palm, he was using amazing feats.
Mr. Dark regained his composure after a very short time.
- Do you want to expose martial arts? No, not yet. wrap up...
Suddenly, he laughed loudly and said, "It's really good martial arts, and it's Mingbao's defeat in Xia Ganbai..."
However, his laughter was covered up by a soft and dense voice that did not dissipate.
"Since we want to chat, let's change places."
Once again, they were suddenly pulled by a force that was too strong to resist, and the figures of the two suddenly disappeared from the place. Unlike Mr. Shi Caian's Ruofenghuasan, this disappearance caused a burst of smoke, which can be seen as a powerful way to use it.
The emperor saw that the two of them didn't know what to say, and was going to let the national teacher come over to listen. Suddenly, the two disappeared, and he couldn't help shouting to the other side.
"Immortal! Be careful! That person, that person is strong in martial arts, don't force it. Where is the national teacher!"
Lai Jing's true duty is inescapable: "The minister is here! Wei Chen will go up to help the fist."
"No."
The emperor waved his hand and said righteously: "I want you to take good care of me here. I am the pillar of the country, and there are not enough things that happened today. What if it was a plan to move the tiger away from the mountain and someone came to me for trouble? You're right here, don't go anywhere."
Lai Jingzhen: "... oh."
Still uneasy, looking into the distance, he asked Shen Yiren, "Yiren, is this immortal okay?"
"No problem." Shen Yiren answered confidently before adding: "... Right. It should be no problem."
His eyes could not help but look into the distance with the emperor.
Aples looked at them for a while and couldn't help reminding.
"It's the other way around. They went the other way."
The emperor was very embarrassed.
Shen Yiren was worried about something else. Ming Fei really told her the inside story. Although at that time, even Ming Feizhen himself was not sure what would happen to the behind-the-scenes mastermind behind Luo Ming. But he can use Luo's name as a blade and provoke the world's tycoons without showing his face. The degree of danger is by no means low. Judging from Ming Feizhen's tone, it is even more dangerous than facing Luo Ming and his Diyuan Longtu.
Ming Feizhen never wanted to talk about the past, nor about his own experiences. Shen Yiren is not a mother-in-law. Since he is the Lord of Ye Luobao who is famous in Jiangnan, he should be able to judge for himself.
But what Shen Yiren knew was Ming Feizhen. Whether it was before or after knowing his martial arts origins, Ming Feizhen was always the same. The degree of change in the image before and after was so small that it even surprised her. If he knew himself enough, maybe he would also understand that Ming Feizhen's talent in 'camouflage' is really low exaggeration. This has nothing to do with disguise and doppelganger walking. Whether it is 'Scum Immortal', 'Ye Luo Fort Lord', or Ming Feizhen, there is almost no change in the character before and after.
Still the same casual, the same do not know what is 'dangerous', the same unpredictable at the same time, but still maintain a nosy heart than anyone else. Some people in Jianghu call this meddling trait 'chivalrous heart'.
"Do you have the confidence to save your life?" Before leaving, Shen Yiren only asked him this sentence.
"some."
Then, he asked.
"Will you come back?"
"… Will."
I can still remember that smile when I left.
"It must be all right. He doesn't lie."
Shen Yiren said so.
Ming Feizhen and Mr. An flew across a dozen miles of flat ground in an instant, and it was difficult to maintain that pressure-style balance while they were flying. Mr. An seized the opportunity and finally broke through the ban and regained his freedom.
Ming Fei really felt that he couldn't catch him anymore, so he simply didn't catch him, and threw his strength. Mr. An who was going to use that strange movement technique was thrown away. Punch a hole in the ground.
The movement technique of dispersing the dark wind is Mr. An's sharp weapon to gallop the rivers and lakes, but unexpectedly it was twice ineffective in his hands.
When Mr. An got up again, Ming Feizhen was already standing in front of him.
There was no choice but to carry the sword in the palace, and Ming Feizhen suddenly became unstable again.
The combination of Mr. An and Diyuan Longtu may be a more vicious existence than Luo Ming.
While realizing this, Ming Feizhen stepped back slightly, staring at Kendo.
"Sword, and life, you can only choose one."
Mr. Dark smiled.
"Xiao Mingming is really annoying. If I don't have the sword, can I still save my life?"
Ming Feizhen also laughed at the same time.