"That Ye Feng from Chen Cangjun?"

"It's him. I heard that he escorted Chen Cangjun's tribute this year and made a contribution to the third prince."

"What? It's just a small bodyguard. It's also worth the third prince to welcome him in person?"

"It looks like an ordinary master, nothing great."

"You don't know Chen Cangjun's strength. Even if you are the leader, it's just that, hehe."

There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

When Ye Feng came to the capital, it really caused some sensation. The treatment of the third prince personally hosting a banquet made these warriors feel a little jealous. After seeing Ye Feng's strength, these little thoughts suddenly turned into a faint sour smell. Although they were not malicious, they were a little pungent.

"Brother Ye, welcome to join."

It was Hou Ji, who took the initiative to go up and stretched out his hand to Ye Feng, but his eyes were filled with indifferent arrogance. If Wang Mingchong had not personally recommended him, he would not have paid any attention to Ye Feng, a humble corpston master.

Even if you have some ability to transport a raft to the third prince, what can you do?

Chen Cang County has always been a weak martial arts county. Ye Feng may not be able to hold on for a day in the national hunting competition and will be eliminated ruthlessly. There is nothing to pay attention to with such a backlash.

Ye Feng clearly felt the subtle atmosphere at the scene, but there was no expression on his face.

When he came, he swept over with his eyes. Among these people, Hou Ji was a mid-level master. He was not his opponent at all without high-quality Xuan soldiers. Not to mention that he still had 2,000 Yuanbao on his body, and even a high-level master was not afraid of his combat power.

These so-called young geniuses are not worth mentioning in front of Ye Feng today.

"I've met Brother Hou."

Facing Hou Ji's hand, Ye Feng reached out and held it lightly, his face calm as usual.

"Tsk, look at that boy, I'm so arrogant!"

"What are you pretending now? When you go back to the hunting competition, you still have to rely on Brother Hou to take care of it."

"This kid is a bit crazy..."

"That's not called crazy, that's because the country people have never seen the world, so it's called ignorance!"

Hou Ji looked at Ye Feng's plain attitude, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but it soon disappeared.

"Since you're here, join the team, and we can set off after another person."

He slowly turned around, thinking Ye Feng as a cannon fodder in his heart. He was like a guy who was not strong enough and didn't know how to hold his thighs tightly, so he asked him to go to the hunting competition to fend for himself. Someone will teach Ye Feng how to be a human being.

"Ye Feng, you are waiting here, I have something to do."

Although Wang Mingchong saw the situation in front of him clearly, he was not worried about Ye Feng at all. He smiled hurriedly and stood up and left. The rest of Ye Feng slowly walked to the square without entering the crowd. He stood outside in disguise.

"Look, that stupid boy doesn't know how to have a good relationship with Brother Hou at this time..."

"Idiot, forget it, I don't know us anyway, so let him get rid of it."

"Brother Hou, this Ye Feng..."

Suddenly some people surrounded him and were a little dissatisfied with Ye Feng's cold and arrogant attitude.

"Forget it, everyone, we are all teammates. It is important to participate in the hunting competition and get a ranking together." Hou Ji's indifference was that he did not put Ye Feng in his heart at all.

It's just a cannon fodder without vision, it's not worthy of his concern.

What they didn't know was that they ignored Ye Feng, and Ye Feng himself was even more happy to be quiet. He stood aside with his eyes closed and resting. Suddenly, a familiar breath swept over from the other side.

Ye Feng opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He is here.

"Boss Leng!!"

Among the crowd, Hou Ji had the keenest perception, and he found Leng Mo's figure approaching from afar.

The young master suddenly thrust his whole body and walked towards the long street on the other side. Leng Mo had already walked slowly to the square.

"Boss Leng is here!"

"Leng Mo, it's really Leng Mo!"

The warriors present were moved and all followed Hou Ji and leaned towards Leng Mo.

Ye Feng has always not known what kind of background and status Leng Mo has in the capital. Now it seems that the reputation of the dead face is even better than previous speculations.

"Boss Leng, long time no see, you... seem to be improving again!"

Hou Ji took the lead with a smile on his face, which was completely different from the way he looked so arrogant. Everyone behind him even had their eyes shining, just like seeing the idol in his heart, his eyes shining.

However, facing the enthusiastic faces, Leng Mo completely regarded them as air.

Slap.

His steps did not stop at all, and he walked directly in front of Hou Ji, without even glance at the other person, let alone the people behind him, completely ignoring them.

this……

Everyone suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Hehe. Boss Leng is still so aloof!" Hou Ji seemed to fully understand Leng Mo's temperament and did not explain it to everyone at all:

"Brothers, don't be surprised. Boss Leng is like this. The Meng Bing Qianhuan Sword Technique he practiced requires heart to be as serious as Han Bing, not to mention us, even if His Highness the Third Prince will find it difficult for the boss to speak up when he sees him."

"Oh~~ So that's it!" Everyone nodded.

If you can't even deal with the cold and arrogant master who can't even deal with the third prince, then you're not ashamed of yourself, haha.

But just as Hou Ji finished speaking.

Leng Mo had already walked to the other side of the square and slowly spoke to a lonely figure:

"Have you been used to staying these days?"

"It's pretty good." The figure smiled slightly.

"If you can't get used to living here, you can go to my house."

"No, it's pretty good here."

"Well, then prepare to set off."

"As long, let's go."

Slap.

The two walked straight to the magnificent horse that had been prepared on the side, jumped and both got on the horse.

At this time, Leng Mo seemed to remember something, looked back and handed a look, meaning:

Why are you standing there? Not leaving yet?

Behind.

Chin and eyes all over the floor.

What are you doing?

Didn’t it mean that the third prince of Leng is not welcomed by him? But was that the matter just now?

That's obviously just chatting!

The key is that the person we talked about was Ye Feng!!

The warriors led by Hou Ji simply felt that the world was in chaos. Ye Feng could actually make this Leng family’s son in the “Frozen Capital” treat him like this. Who is he?

"Hou Ji?"

Leng Mo finally spoke, but he didn't say much to others.

"Yes, Boss Leng!" Hou Ji quickly closed his huge mouth, raising all over, and greeted everyone: "Why are you still standing there? Get on the horse and set off!!"

Yes Yes Yes!

No one cared about the doubts in his heart, and they all stepped on the horse with questions and ran towards the west of the city under the guidance of two figures in front.

But everyone's heart seemed to have ten thousand ants crawling, and it was hard to bear the curious itch.

What is this Ye Feng...come from?
Chapter completed!