C32 Snow Mist Gate
C32 Snow Mist Gate
"But, big brother, they are people of Snow Mist Sect."
Qin Feng whispered.
He had thought that his big brother would immediately leave the Wan Yue Tower dejectedly.
Only a fool would care about his identity as a prince at this time!
It was good enough that he could keep his life.
What Qin Feng didn't expect was that his boss, Lee Yixuan, never thought of running away.
"Kid, hurry up and f * ck off!"
At this moment, a girl in green clothes walked over. Her face was filled with a cold expression as she stared coldly at Lee Yixuan and Qin Feng.
The entire Ten Thousand Moon Restaurant had left, and there were still two people left who didn't know what was good for them. This made her very angry.
"You two, little brother."
The Lady Boss of the Wan Yue Tower also came over. With a big smile on her plump face, she said, "You two, please give me some face and quickly leave. I will compensate you two times more."
With that, the Lady Boss took out a silver and placed it on the table.
The Lady Boss's actions very quickly attracted the attention of the rest of the cultivators in Snow Mist Sect.
Among the crowd of cultivators, there was a mysterious woman wearing a headscarf that covered her face, leaving only her eyes behind. She had just sat down, and upon seeing the commotion, her eyebrows slightly creased.
"Lady Boss, we just arrived and you want to chase us away?"
Lee Yixuan Feng drank the wine in his wine cup calmly. From the look of it, he had never thought of leaving the Wan Yue Tower.
Qin Feng, who was at the side, saw that his boss Lee Yixuan did not give him any face at all, he could only stay silent and not speak. It's not that he did not want to speak, it's that he did not dare to speak.
These cultivators were all Golden Core Stage experts, how could he, a mere Foundation Establishment Stage, dare to offend them?
"Hmph, a waste of Foundation Establishment Stage like you is this arrogant?"
After that girl in cyan heard Lee Yixuan's words, a cold expression flashed across her charming face, "You really don't care about face."
Shoo! Shoo!...
In almost an instant, the girl in cyan quickly pulled out the sword in her hand.
Clank!
The sword in his hand let out a crisp sound and quickly slashed towards Lee Yixuan's table.
In Mo Ling's eyes, this brat was simply courting death.
When other people saw that they were people of Snow Mist Sect, they tactfully left, but this brat didn't give them any face at all.
"Hmph."
At this moment, Lee Yixuan, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly stood up. His speed was very fast, he immediately grabbed Mo Ling's hand and immediately grabbed the long sword in his hand.
Lee Yixuan started playing with the sword as he held it in his hand. With a smile, he said, "This sword is not bad. I will give it to you."
With that, Lee Yixuan threw the long sword in his hand to Qin Feng. Qin Feng was confused. It wasn't until he received the long sword from Lee Yixuan that he reacted.
F * ck!
Boss, Lee Yixuan's move was way too fast, wasn't it?
As a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, he, Qin Feng, did not even see how his boss, Lee Yixuan, had attacked.
"You, you, you!"
Mo Ling, who was standing still, suddenly became furious.
Especially those pair of beautiful eyes, which was fixedly staring at the scholarly young man who was sitting upright in his seat. As a Golden Core Stage, she never would have thought that the longsword in her hands would be snatched away so easily by him, and that it would be fine.
It was not only Mo Ling, but the rest of the Snow Mist Sect experts in the hall also changed their expressions.
They had all seen that scene.
What they did not expect was that this waste of Foundation Establishment Stage actually had some skill, snatching Mo Ling's longsword in one go.
"Trash, return my long sword."
Mo Ling was so angry that she laughed. She waved her jade-like hands and once again sent a palm toward Lee Yixuan.
This time, she did not hold back and used her full strength. Her goal was very simple, it was to beat this arrogant waste of Foundation Establishment Stage down to the ground.
Only by doing this could she quell the anger in Mo Ling's heart.
"Miss, this isn't good, right?"
Seeing Mo Ling attack, Lee Yixuan sneered and quickly made his move. He directly grabbed Mo Ling's hand and pulled forcefully, pulling Mo Ling into his embrace and said with a faint smile.
Qin Feng, who was at the side, was scared silly when he saw his boss' actions.
An expert capable of teasing Golden Core Stage?
And it's even from my Snow Mist Sect?
It's over, it's all over.
Although Qin Feng had learned the Ventilator Technique and knew that his boss Lee Yixuan had nine dragons protecting his body, if he continued to court death like this, perhaps he wouldn't even be able to see the sun tomorrow.
"Ahh, you became a prodigal son, let go!
The Snow Mist Sect female disciple Mo Ling, who was in Lee Yixuan's embrace, had a face full of rage. She stared at Lee Yixuan with a pair of eyes that were filled with killing intent, as if she wanted to cut Lee Yixuan into a thousand pieces.
"Brat, release my junior sister Mo Ling."
"Do you know what you're doing?"
Inside the hall, many disciples from the Snow Mist Sect all stood up suddenly and stared fixedly at Lee Yixuan.
Even they had not expected that a piece of trash from the Foundation Establishment Stage would actually be able to control their Junior Sister. One must know that within the Snow Mist Sect, their Junior Sister could be considered a Martial Tao Genius, and she also had the strength of her Golden Core Stage.
Even the woman wearing a headscarf, who only had a pair of beautiful eyes, revealed an expression of surprise.
She also hadn't thought that a waste of Foundation Establishment Stage would be so wild and unbridled.
"Alright, alright. You're the one who said that."
Hearing this, Lee Yixuan, who was calm, revealed a smile on his face. Then, he released his grip.
Mo Ling, who had been struggling to break free, didn't notice that her opponent had lost all her strength. By the time she could react, Mo Ling could see her body drifting out of the window.
"Ahh, damn you, you're dead meat.
Outside the window, Mo Ling's roar resounded. It was soon followed by a loud thud on the ground. A mournful scream could be heard.
The entire process caused many of the Snow Mist Sect disciples in the Great Hall of the Ten Thousand Moon Restaurant to be stupefied.
"May I say that it is none of my business?"
Lee Yixuan shrugged helplessly, "I did it according to her orders. I let go of her hand and she fell down. Can you blame me?"
With that, Lee Yixuan drank the wine in his hand innocently.
"F * ck!"
"This waste of Foundation Establishment Stage, is too arrogant."