"Stop, girl,"

"If you dare to move the sword again, I can guarantee how long your godson can live."

Yu Wenhe defended Fu Junmao's sword and threatened coldly.

"you!"

Fu Junmao said angrily.

However, when they noticed that Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong were both caught by the soldiers in the distance, they had no choice but to stop the attack.

She tried her best, but she still had no choice but to deal with Yu Culture.

"mother!"

"Don't worry about us, run away!"

Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong shouted.

Although he was grabbed by the soldiers and even held on his neck with a knife, he still didn't want his godmother to fall into a trap and died here for nothing.

"Miss Fu, just tell me the news about Yang Gong's treasure house,"

"I will let you three go today. What do you think?"

Yu Wenhua said with a smile.

"Pooh!"

"You wicked man, do you think I will believe what you said?"

The woman in white spat and said disdainfully.

If I really told the news, I am afraid the next order would be to kill the three of them.

"You have no choice, Miss Fu,"

"If you don't say it, I will have to use your godson to do it."

Yu Wenhua and Pingjing said.

He made a neck wiping action towards his subordinate.

"You dare!"

Fu Junhao's pupils shrank slightly and he shouted angrily.

Just as he was about to raise his sword and charge over, he was blocked by Yu Wenji and could not break through at all.

The subordinates who received the order also picked up the big knife and made a move to cut off Xu Ziling's neck.

"You are here in the wilderness, you are fighting and killing here,"

"What if you are scared of flowers and plants?"

A joking voice suddenly rang out.

I saw a young man in white clothes and white hair appearing among the soldiers, his white jade-like palms easily pinching the cut knife.

After snapping his fingers, dozens of soldiers were immediately lit into a hole, and they looked like stone men in place.

"Thank you, benefactor!"

"Thank you, benefactor!"

The two teenagers escaped from death and said with gratitude.

Looking at Ye Feng and the two women around him, his eyes were filled with admiration.

“Where, where,”

"This young master likes to be helpful."

Ye Feng waved his hand and said lightly.

Anyway, he has taken away the fate and luck of the two protagonists, and it is not considered a waste of saving people.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Soon, the two teenagers ran to Fu Junmao and said carelessly.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

The woman in white felt relieved at this time.

Although he didn't know Ye Feng, since the other party rescued the three of them, it seemed that they were not enemies.

"I don't know if it's a friend on that road,"

"In Xiayu Culture and Culture, I am on the order of the emperor to pursue the assassin. I also ask my friends to give me some convenience, so I don't mislead myself."

Yu Wenji looked at Ye Feng solemnly, and said with a fist.

He could not tell the depth of this person's cultivation in his body, and his strength must be above him.

Now, he can only sacrifice the banners of the royal family and the Yuwen family to make the other party afraid.

"Royal?"

"Are you joking with this young master?"

Ye Feng said calmly.

His right hand stretched out and condensed into the blue-purple starry sky dragon god's claws. In a dreamy moment, Yu Wen and dozens of soldiers were not even left with a shit.

Even the planet can swallow it, and it is naturally no problem to swallow a few slags.

Seeing this, not only two ignorant boys, but even Fu Junmao was shocked.

Her master is one of the three great masters, so she realized that even the master could not block the move just now...

This man who suddenly appeared was so strong.

"I saved you three, will Miss Fu say thank you?"

Ye Feng chuckled softly.

"Thank you...thank you."

Upon hearing this, Fu Junmao said stiffly.

Yang Guang fought against Goryeo three times. Although every war failed, Goryeo was just a small country and had long been greatly damaged.

Fu Junmao was an orphan produced by the war. If Fu Cailin had not taken her as his apprentice, she would have died long ago.

This is why Fu Junhao has to come to the Central Plains to assassinate the emperor many times.

Once the emperor dies, the Central Plains will be in chaos, and Goryeo will naturally recover the trauma of the war.

Therefore, Fu Junmao hated people from the Central Plains to the core.

If I hadn't met Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong, I would have hated the people of the Central Plains for the rest of my life.

This is also the reason why Fu Junmao was reluctant to thank him even though he was rescued.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling saw Ye Feng's strength and smiled knowingly.

The two young men knelt down together and looked at Ye Feng as if worshiping the immortal god.

"Um?"

"When did I say I wanted to take an apprentice?"

Ye Feng said speechlessly.

These two clever ghosts still depend on the timing.

"Master!"

"Master, Ziling and I really want to become disciples!"

Kou Zhong and Ziling were still kneeling and said with a cheeky smile.

"A genius is willing to do such a troublesome thing as accepting apprentices."

"Are you eight-year-old loli? Do you know how to spray water? If you don't, just close your mouth."

Ye Feng's thoughts moved, and the invisible force pulled the two from the ground.

Even if you really want to accept disciples, that is still a beautiful girl. How could you accept male disciples?

What's more, Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong have no talent at all.

"You two boys,"

"Are you a man? What are you going to ask someone else for?"

Fu Junmao said with some regret.

He grabbed the ears of the two boys with both hands, and his face was a little depressed.
To be continued...