I am a teacher in another world

Evil whispers lingered in his ears, Ye Feng put down the holy book and battle ax unconsciously, and gently held Mo Wenxuan's immature cheeks, his eyes were firmly locked on the slender lips, messy thoughts Into the brain a little bit.

"Sorry kid... for being late." But in the end, Ye Feng kissed the top of his head instead of his lips. He quickly untied the cloth strips around his eyes and checked Mo Wenxuan's condition. After reacting, he looked at Ye Feng in front of him.

"It's okay... I came with the pocket watch, right?" Fortunately, Mo Wenxuan didn't seem to notice what happened before, but just watched Ye Feng cut the rope binding his hands with a flying axe. At least at this moment, both of them felt A rare peace of mind.

"Yeah, I said, why did you take everything away except the pocket watch? You don't mean to lure me here?" Ye Feng said, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped Mo Wenxuan's body. By the way, she asked her why she did this.

"Well, when Mrs. Ye takes office as a new official, he must have the capital to convince the public, otherwise it's just a decoration, so that's why he did this." As always, Mo Wenxuan also showed a relaxed smile, leaning forward slightly, letting his head Leaning on Ye Feng's shoulder.

"Really, it's too dangerous to volunteer to be a skinny horse for me. If you want to do this kind of thing in the future, remember to discuss it with me." Gently patted Mo Wenxuan on the back, Ye Feng told him helplessly, he didn't want Mo Wenxuan, who was like a family member, was injured.

"I didn't volunteer. I'm almost seventeen. If the dean doesn't hand me over, the other children won't have a place to live." But at this point, Mo Wenxuan also became sad. No matter how hard you try, you can't overthrow it.

"I'm sorry for you, take a good rest. I'll take you out when the matter is over. Remember to tell everyone that there will be no more gunshots in the valley." Let Mo Wenxuan lie flat on his back, and Ye Feng took the bag again. Holy Book and Tomahawk, ready to go.

"Hi! This is the young master's room, you can't enter..." As soon as I opened the door, I bumped into several servants who came to check on Mo Wenxuan's situation. Those servants thought that Ye Feng had gone the wrong way, but after seeing Ye Feng's appearance clearly After that, he was so frightened that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

The person in front of him is not a sick missionary, but the famous protector of the country. Since he is here, it means that this meeting is likely to be a mess. Found.

"Notify the master quickly!" As soon as the voice fell, the headed servant was split open by the flying axe, and the other servants drew out all kinds of weapons to prepare for the battle. Drove down the hall.

"Tsk... Sure enough."

The miserable screams echoed in my ears, and the warm blood splashed on my face. Ye Feng pulled out the throwing ax embedded in the opponent's chest without blinking, and let the blood and pieces of meat scatter in all directions. There were more than a dozen corpses with tragic deaths.

Although the servants and guards in front of me are dressed in commoner clothes, they have all kinds of weapons, leaf-shaped spears, swift swords, eyebrow sticks, double daggers, everything from the east to the west, but the corpses on the ground smell of blood. Their morale has been overwhelmed.

"Isn't the equipment quite complete?" Stepping to the right leisurely, although Ye Feng seemed to be strolling in the garden, his hands were naturally drooping and he didn't put on a specific posture, but it was this posture full of flaws that frightened the group The servant backed away again and again.

Seeing that no one around came forward, Ye Feng immediately picked up a swift sword on the ground as his main weapon. Previously, a group of people swarmed up, and the short flying ax was enough to fully use it. Now that these people scattered, he had to find a relative Appropriate weapon.

But having said that, although these people can't pass a few tricks, their strength and attack movements are orderly, and everyone is always in a state of confrontation with Ye Feng. There is no deserter at all. Such psychological quality and technical level are not like servants. .

"Stop, otherwise no one will pay your wages!" At this moment, Abu's voice came from behind the crowd, and Abu put his stick and knife on Wang Jinbao's neck, escorted Wang Jinbao to the crowd, and forced the servants Disarm.

Now that Abu has also shown his cards, Ye Feng can be regarded as relieved. Looking at the corpses lying around his feet, Ye Feng always feels a little inexplicable sense of disobedience. Maybe this guy Wang Jinbao hides other ulterior secrets .

Forced to helplessness, the servants put down their weapons one after another, while Ye Feng untied their belts and tied them with their hands behind their backs. After confirming that the people were not carrying hidden weapons, Ye Feng began to search for the servants and the deceased. items, look for the Dungeon Key.

"You don't have a token from the government, so why investigate me? I want to report you..." Most of the people cooperated, but Wang Jinbao kept shouting, but when Ye Feng found out the key to the dungeon, he suddenly stopped sophistry, His eyes widened.

"Why, can't I come here alone?" Seeing that the Duke Hu's face became more and more ugly, he turned his head to look at the crowd, Wang Jinbao's breathing became faster and faster under the pressure of the other party, and finally he couldn't hold back anymore The emotions in my heart shouted loudly:

"Lord Ye Feng, I'm sorry, I will never do anything wrong again, please forgive me!"

Without waiting for everyone present to figure out the "French greeting" of this person, Wang Jinbao suddenly bent down and kowtowed desperately to Ye Feng to admit his mistake. Even Abu, who was blind behind him, subconsciously turned his head away, unable to bear to watch the funny scene .

"Well, come and watch them. I'll go to the dungeon to open the door?" As soon as Abu finished speaking, Ye Feng handed her the key, so that she could stay away from this disgusting middle-aged greasy, salty guy as soon as possible, while guarding the prisoner himself. , while analyzing the current intelligence.

Judging from the western-style clothing and decorations, Wang Jinbao is either an upstart who worships foreigners, or has some understanding of European culture, but his personal taste is worrying, but judging from his weather-beaten saber, it is likely to be the latter.

The second is Wang Jinbao's own psychological quality. Compared with his heroic servants, he seems a bit stretched. Although it is not ruled out that Abu used the "cutting iron sword" to deter him, even if he is frightened, it is impossible to resist at all. There is no action.

The previous body search had disarmed him of all his weapons, but apart from the saber, he found no other equipment, no hidden firearms, and no small blades or flying needles. Maybe he had lived a good life for too long. Let your guard down.