The Strongest Dan God

"Yefeng Feng, let me ask you something? Have you prepared my gift?"

When everyone looked back, they saw a wonderful young woman, wearing a light green gown, white teeth and red lips, and she was pictured.

Unbelievably beautiful!

However, at this moment, she pressed her white lips against her thin lips and stared angrily at the leaf front, her eyes as if she were about to emit sparks.

"Yue'er, come with me ..."

Zhong Yun's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly stepped forward and pulled the beautiful woman aside.

"Hello, aren't you practicing alchemy in the basement of Feng Ni College? What do you do when you go home?"

"Mother, you said me. Ye Zifeng came back, you didn't tell me a word, I didn't know until I asked someone to inquire."

Zhong Yun sighed helplessly and shook his head: "Is there any way to tell you, do you still have the mind to practice alchemy in college?"

She said that she was afraid that Ye Chengfeng would be seized of power. In fact, it was only one aspect. She was most worried about letting her daughter meet Ye Feng.

And the other side.

Ye Feng was stunned and frowned: "Yue'er?"

He turned around and looked at A Si: "A Si, who is she?"

Even the memory of the former waste leaf front, there is no impression of this woman.

A Si also had time to speak in the future.

The woman called Yue'er looked stunned and immediately stepped forward, staring at Ye Feng.

She pursed her lips: "Ye Fengfeng, don't you, forget me if I can't?"

Yefeng Feng answered with a little doubt: "Are you? Sorry, I really don't remember ..."

"what……"

The miraculous woman's expression was stunned, her face flushed, and she was obviously excited: "I am Wanyue, Ye Wanyue! When I was a kid, I and Brother Chengfeng, and you, three people played together for a month. "

"Sweethearts, well ..."

Ye Feng closed his eyes, trying to find some clues from his old memories.

However, even if he remembered Ye Chengfeng, he didn't have any impression of this Ye Wanyue, even the slightest memory of the fragment.

"But, I really can't remember."

He sighed helplessly and shrugged.

If he can, he also wants to remember what happened before in his home, or it will be helpful to his current situation.

"You ..." Ye Wanyue's pretty face stagnated and took a step back, looking at Ye Fengfeng with complicated eyes.

It is now.

A deep and thick voice sounded from behind her.

The speaker is Ye Jiudao.

"Enough, Wanyue."

"Daddy ..."

Ye Jiudao waved his hand and straightened his face, said: "Wanyue, you escaped from the academy and escaped. I won't pursue it. However, today is a feast for the nephew of Zi Fengxian. Now. "

"I……"

Ye Wanyue dragged her clothes corner, her eyes circulated, still seeming a little unwilling.

"Come here, show Wan Yue a seat."

Ye Jiudao gave a glance to the people around them. They had already realized that they quickly moved a chair out of the back room.

"Miss Yue, please also take a seat." A Ding family named Ding Hehe said with a smile.

"Wait ... without your help, I will choose the location myself."

Ye Wanyue's face was thin and angry, and she carried the chair by herself, and her eyes flashed with light. She took the opposite of Ye Feng directly and put it down heavily.

She actually chose to sit directly in front of Ye Feng.

The Du family surnamed Ding was dumbfounded and stared at the owner in a daze.

"Yefeng Feng, I'll just sit here ... you won't mind."

Ye Feng froze for a moment, then smiled.

"It's okay, let the guest do whatever he wants."

Zhong Yun saw her daughter's aggressive look, and didn't even give Ye Fengfeng a little face. Compared with Ye Lanfeng's indifference, it was a little unreasonable, and even she couldn't even see it.

She beckoned helplessly: "Yue'er, what are you doing nonsense, listen to your father, listen to me, come, sit next to me."

"No!"

Ye Wanyue shook his head stubbornly: "It's spacious here, it's comfortable here, and it's well ventilated. Also, whoever asked him not to prepare a gift for me and forgot my existence, I will sit here."

"Wanyue, you ..."

Ye Jiu Dao raised his palm with anger.

"Master, don't want it." Zhong Yun's complexion changed quickly, and she quickly blocked herself in front of her daughter.

If he had changed a foreigner, Ye Jiudao had already patted it, but Ye Wanyue was his own flesh and blood, and he was a little bit reluctant.

"Well, no, Zi Fengxian's nephew is present today, so it's inconvenient to start. And, look, that's the way my daughter is, you are spoiled by you!" Ye Jiudao calmed his face and then let go.

Afterwards, he turned his head and took a few deep breaths. After he calmed down, he looked at Ye Fengfeng with pleasure.

"Nephew Zi Fengxian, don't care about this. Today is the first time you have come to our Xingtai City since you were an adult. Have a good taste of the spirit feast here. Is it different from the flavor in Leizhou City? Cup of Spirit Wine of Mount Wanggu! "

Ye Fengfeng smiled slightly and stood up, facing Ye Jiudao.

"Thanks to Ye Bo, Zi Feng will pay tribute first!"

Immediately, the full glass of high-level spirit wine was swallowed by him!

"Hahaha, okay! Zi Fengxian's nephew, refreshing! A Si, stunned what to do, to keep him full."

"Yes Yes……"

A Si hei he smiled, plucked his sleeves, and quickly poured a new glass of spirit wine for Ye Fengfeng.

"Zi Fengxian's nephew, since you can drink so much, don't be too polite. Tonight, don't get drunk!"

The sound of the collision of wine glasses is endless.

Everyone was also officially started, picking up Lingcai, talking and laughing.

In the process, Ye Feng inadvertently looked in the direction of Ye Wanyue.

When she saw that she was only holding her vegetables, she occasionally raised her head and glanced at her, and immediately looked away.

Gradually, the wine went through three tours.

Ye Feng ’s vision gradually blurred as the wine surged ...

...

I don't know how long it has been.

Ye Feng opened his eyes again, and there was darkness all around.

"It's been a long time since I was drunk like this. The spirit wine of Xingtai City seems to have enough stamina."

He tried to get his eyes accustomed to darkness, and then raised his eyes and looked up.

I saw that the style of the ceiling is exactly the layout of the house in Hanxiang's courtyard.

Obviously, he has now been moved back to his residence.

He touched his head, and he still felt a little bloated.

However, the next moment.

In his eyes, there was a fierce color. At the fastest speed, he pulled out the Zidian Flying Sword from the side of the pillow. He turned over and hit a black shadow at the table.

With a bang, Jian Qi fought and roared continuously.

"Yefeng Feng, you stop me!"

A whine, a woman's voice.

Ye Fengfeng's Purple Electric Flying Sword stopped in the sky and did not continue to stab in the past.

"Say! Who are you?"

As he spoke, his fingertips were lit with a bloody flame.

Under the swaying firelight, Ye Feng stared intently.

"What? Are you ... Ye Wanyue?"

I saw her immortal posture, beautiful as a crown jade, and her dripping red lips together. If you look at it nearby, it really has a different flavor.

"Yes, since you know it, don't you put the sword down for me ?!" Ye Wanyue replied majesticly, aiming his gaze in the direction of the purple electric flying sword.

"Yefeng Feng, did you hear that? You are not right. This is the Ye Family's home. How dare you take a sword and face me like this?"

"Okay, then, I'll let you go first." Yefeng stared at her, and after a while, only heard the sound of "clang".

Finally, he returned the sword to the scabbard.

"Miss Wanyue, visit late at night, is there an urgent matter?"

The voice just fell.

A whizzing sound.

But I saw a sharp black iron sword, which was already on the neck of Yefeng.

A leaf of surprise struck Ye Zifeng's eyes: "You ..."

"Ha ha……"

Ye Wanyue sneered with a sneer, the sword in his hand flipped, and the cold feeling penetrated into the bone marrow.

"Ye Fengfeng, after so many years, you forgot me? Just now, at the dust banquet that my father gave you, you toasted all other guests, but you didn't toast me , I have n’t prepared any gifts for me before. Do you like to ignore me and trample on my dignity? "

Ye Fengfeng frowned slightly: "Miss Wanyue ..."

"Oh, that's right, and what you call it! Miss Wanyue, it's too rusty and ridiculous. I'm about the same age as you, just a few days younger, why don't you call me Wanyue?

Ye Wanyue stared tightly at Ye Feng, and her beautiful eyes revealed a profound meaning that was extremely complicated.

"Wan Yue ..."

Yefeng Feng looked at her, and gradually read out some of her thoughts from her eyes.

Ye Wanyue smiled bitterly on his face: "You may have forgotten, but I still remember clearly. Do you still have an impression of this thing?"

With one hand, she tremblingly took out a ring made of straw rings.

"this is……"

Ye Feng looked at the grass ring carefully, and it was a bit dazed.

"Sure enough, you don't have any impression at all. In the end, I was thinking alone."

Ye Wanyue looked calm, shook his head bitterly, and continued.

"This is the grass ring that you gave me when you were young, saying that when you grow up, you will marry me through the door."

"what?"

Ye Fengfeng was stunned on the spot, but he didn't think that the waste Ye Feng had made such an agreement with people, but why he didn't have any impression at all.

This does not count. Every time I think about that experience, there is a faint tingling, as if instinct is repelling myself to recall this memory.

Having said that, obviously it was just a childhood agreement, why should Ye Wanyue always keep in mind.

Isn't she childish like this?

While he was shocked, he listened to Ye Wanyue and continued.

"Yefeng Feng, did you think I was naive for the moment you just lost?"

"I……"

"Oh, it seems to be right. But Ye Zifeng, can you understand? If I don't hold this idea, I won't concentrate on practising Dan Dao. I have been working hard so far to get rid of the waste wood. ... "