Douluo: The junior sister of Jian Zong is a saint in Wuhun Hall

Her implication was that she would not introduce them to the two of them, and she was too lazy to interfere in their affairs. Ye Lingan didn't want to deal with the feud between the Feng Family and the Feng Jian Sect.

Feng Qianyan smiled and said, "Sir, since this is your first time coming to Ning Xing City, why don't you let me show you around?"

"I'm much more interesting than this stupid boy."

Feng Qianyan lowered her voice, opened her red lips, and her tone was full of charm.

Her voice sounded numb.

"What do you think?"

Feng Qianyan glanced at Feng Junran, then looked at Ye Ling'an. There was tenderness in those blue eyes.

Ye Ling'an didn't like Feng Qianyan's look and frowned slightly.

"not my business."

Ye Ling'an said calmly, "If you think the other person is displeased, just give him a good beating. If you win, you can come back to me."

Ye Ling'an didn't want to get involved in their conflicts. Looking at Feng Junran's blank eyes, he knew that he was definitely no match for Feng Qianyan.

They are both Fengjian martial souls, and their ages are not much different, but Feng Qianyan is the next head of the Feng family, and Feng Junran is still protected by his elders, so the differences between the two can be expected.

Relying on mountains and mountains, relying on everyone, only relying on oneself is the most effective. Feng Qianyan does not rely on her elders, but purely relies on herself, so she is much better than Feng Junran.

With Feng Junran's simple character, if he really faced Feng Qianyan, he might not even have any bones left.

"Oops." Feng Qianyan smiled helplessly, "According to your wishes, this kid is not my opponent yet."

Feng Qianyan didn't have a big opinion against Feng Junran, and her attention was all on Ye Ling'an.

She wouldn't care about Feng Junran at all.

What she wants to deal with is Feng Jianzong, not Feng Junran.

"What he can do, I can do too, why don't you choose me?"

Ye Ling'an gave her a look, "Are you done? If you're done, I'm leaving."

She didn't want to hear any more.

Ye Ling'an didn't have much patience with outsiders. You should know that Feng Qianyan had just met her not long ago, and such a familiar attitude made Ye Ling'an very uncomfortable.

"Okay then." Feng Qianyan shook her head.

"Just follow your wishes. Anyway, in terms of seniority, I am Feng Junran's great-aunt."

Feng Qianyan looked at Feng Junran and said, "Hurry up and call me grandma."

Feng Junran: "..."

Ye Ling'an didn't even look at them, turned around and walked forward. She could feel the sword energy getting stronger and stronger.

As soon as she left, the remaining people followed her without any nonsense.

Ye Ling'an walked along the front for half an hour, but still did not find the source of the sword energy. The sword energy had disappeared from her perception.

Ye Ling'an sighed and looked at the crowd with a complicated expression.

"You're still following me, and you don't care about your store?"

Ye Ling'an did not look back. When she heard the familiar sound of high heels, she thought it was Feng Qianyan.

Because among the people following her, only Feng Qianyan was wearing high heels.

The strange thing is that she didn't sense Feng Qianyan's weak wind-attributed sword energy.

Ye Ling'an frowned. A faint smell suddenly came from not far away, and the faint fragrance of flowers reached his ears.

The man was approaching her.

Ye Ling'an's expression changed and she turned her head to look. The man was only an inch away from her.

That was the flower girl I saw not long ago.

There was a little dirt on her pretty face, she was still wearing the tattered dress, and she was holding a shining silver dagger in her arm.

She looked at Ye Ling'an with extremely ferocious eyes, pressing closer and closer step by step.

Ye Ling'an's expression returned to normal and he looked at her with indifferent eyes. Blue soul power lingered on the palm of his hand. As soon as the flower girl made a move, Ye Ling'an would use the martial soul.

Ye Ling'an is not a kind person and will not put himself in danger.

Feng Qianyan and Feng Junran also saw the flower girl at this time, and they all looked at her with surprised eyes.

Is this man holding a dagger trying to deal with Ye Ling'an?

Feng Junran didn't know Ye Ling'an's strength, so he was naturally worried about Ye Ling'an's safety, but Feng Qianyan was much calmer.

She truly felt that this person was looking for death.

This is the time for her to show off.

Feng Qianyan shouted angrily: "Put down your weapons, or don't blame us."

Walking down the street with such a deadly weapon as a dagger is no joke. Fortunately, Ye Ling'an is a soul master. If he were to deal with an ordinary person, this dagger would really kill him.

"go to hell."

The flower girl rushed towards Ye Ling'an with her dagger raised, "It's all your fault that no one bought my flowers."

"Go to hell!"

The gleaming dagger was blocked by the protective shield formed by the blue soul power before it got close to Ye Ling'an. Ye Ling'an's expression did not change much.

This person's heart is not right.

"Are you a soul master?!"

The flower girl bit her red lips, her eyes filled with anger, "Damn it, you are actually a soul master!"

The flower girl would not give up just yet. Cyan soul power appeared on her body, and four soul rings appeared from her feet.

"This is a bit difficult, but who let you get in my way!"

The ultimate soul ring equipment of two yellow and two purple shows that the flower girl has a very good talent.

If she met someone else, she might actually be able to commit murder successfully.

Unfortunately, the person she met was Ye Ling'an.

Ye Ling'an can even fight a titled Douluo, let alone a flower girl whose soul power level is not as good as hers?

Ye Ling'an didn't take the flower girl seriously, and the contemptuous look clearly fell in the flower girl's eyes.

The flower girl was furious, and such a disdainful look made her particularly angry.

This kind of look at garbage will undoubtedly irritate others.

She ran away, green soul power lingering around her, and countless green spikes appeared from the ground.

Her lips turned purple, and her eyes had a purple halo.

The thorn floated directly in the air and aimed at Ye Ling'an.

Her figure disappeared from the spot, and the stench came again. Ye Ling'an's right hand clenched the Hanying Sword, and the blue soul power lingered around her.

Ye Ling'an did not have a soul ring on his body, nor did he use any soul skills. He just used his soul power to resist the flower girl's skills.

The sharp sword blades shuttled past, and their figures disappeared in place. A clear sound sounded, and the daggers and swords collided with each other.

Those thrusts were struck by the sword and fell to the ground, and the blue and cyan soul powers collided.

Before the flower girl activated her martial spirit, Ye Ling'an gave her a sword directly in front of her. Cyan light and blue light collided with each other, and black poison filled their feet.

Those blue eyes were cold. To deal with a Soul Sect, Ye Lingan did not open up his talent field.

Cold and arrogant, this is her attitude towards the flower girl.