Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng's movements were not fast, but a scene that shocked everyone appeared. Older Chun didn't react at all, and Zhang Yifeng was blown away by a punch.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Chun Lao's body fell heavily on the ground, a mouthful of blood burst out, Chun Lao turned pale at the time.

Afterwards, Zhang Yifeng held the scar of the cracking sky and pressed it against Chun Lao's neck.

"Old Chun, what's the matter!"

Yelvce's surprised voice came. Why didn't Chun Lao react at all? Zhang Yifeng's attack was not fast.

"Mental attack!"

Chun Lao's voice came. The reason he didn't move just now was because his mind was blank.

Zhang Yifeng may be inferior to Chun Lao in cultivation, but his spiritual power is definitely stronger than Chun Lao.

It's a pity that Zhang Yifeng didn't learn the powerful essence and mystery technique. If he possesses a powerful essence and mystery technique, one thought would be enough to kill the masters of the acquired world!

But because of this, Zhang Yifeng still caused Chun Lao's spirit to be greatly hurt, and if he did not recuperate for a period of time, he could not recover at all.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng Zhang Yifeng turned around, the big knife in his hand brought out a generation of arcs, and cut towards Yelvce behind him.

"Do not kill me!"

Yelvce was taken aback, almost crying at that time. Hurriedly asked for mercy.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the knife slashed at Yelvce's body severely. However, it is not the blade, but the back. Yelvsi's body was directly knocked into the air.

"I'll teach you another lesson this time. If there is another time. You won't go back intact again, I promise."

Zhang Yifeng spoke indifferently. With that said, he put away the scar of the sky splitting and left the alley step by step.

Until his figure disappeared, Chun Lao did not make any more moves.

"Old Chun, why didn't you just take action?" Ye Luliang's puzzled voice came.

"It's not an opponent. This young man may not be as strong as me, but he will have lost mental attack skills. His mental power is very powerful. If he performs a few mental attacks, I will become an idiot if I die."

"Old Chun, is he really so good?"

"Very awesome. Who the **** is this young man? You two had better not provoke him in the future."

...

Zhang Yifeng left the alley and soon found Bai Jingjing.

"Has the matter been dealt with? What is going on?"

Bai Jingjing's puzzled voice came for the first time.

"The two dudes are asking for trouble again, but I believe that after this time, they dare not trouble me anymore."

"Oh. It's fine, then accompany me to shop more."

"Alright, go shopping for another half an hour."

Half an hour later, Zhang Yifeng and Bai Jingjing returned to the city lord's mansion, and went back to their respective rooms.

As soon as he returned to the room, Zhang Yifeng continued to practice fighting Xiantian.

Fighting the fairy body, as long as you persist, you can gain something. According to Zhang Yifeng's talent, getting started is only a matter of time.

Soon, night fell. As usual, the servant put the food in front of the door.

Zhang Yifeng picked up the food, went under the pavilion, and looked up at the sky.

Tonight, there is no moon, and the sky is gray, as if it is going to rain.

Zhang Yifeng picked up the wine glass and took a few sips.

Time passed, and I don't know when, music sounded in the courtyard again, and on the pond boat, the white image of Qian had just arrived, but it seemed to have come for a long time. She sat on the bow, pointed the strings and made a sound, her voice was misty and went straight for nine days.

After a long time, after a song, the woman in white tidyed up her clothes and prepared to row ashore.

"Girl, are you waiting for me tonight?"

Zhang Yifeng suddenly said, he spoke to the woman for the first time.

The woman in white turned her head and looked at Zhang Yifeng, but did not speak.

Zhang Yifeng did not feel embarrassed, and said again: "How about playing another piece?"

The woman hesitated, and finally sat down again and played an unknown tune, but as always, the tune was low, as if she was telling her troubles.

Soon, the sound of the piano ceased, but Zhang Yifeng was still unfinished, and said for the third time: "Since I have sorrow in my heart, I might as well have a drink together."

The white-clothed woman looked at Zhang Yifeng and did not move for a long time. After a long time, she slid the small boat and went ashore.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head slightly: "Are you still afraid that I will eat you?"

Just after his words fell, a moving voice came from behind him: "In my home, I am afraid of you."

Zhang Yifeng turned his head subconsciously, and a white shadow appeared in front of him. This is a young woman. Her eyes are small, but she reveals an indescribable aura. Her lips are thick and well-proportioned, making people want to take a bite. The bridge of her nose is high, setting off the delicate features of her facial features.

The woman is gentle and elegant, with every move and every move has the ladylike temperament of everyone, and she looks polite.

"If I guessed correctly, you are Miss Yelu's family."

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly.

The woman nodded, and Zhu lips lightly opened: "I am Yelumeng."

Zhang Yifeng took a sip of wine and pointed to the stone chair beside him: "I don't understand one thing. Since you are the eldest lady of the Yelu family, you have a high status, why do you use the sound of the piano to relieve your sorrows every night? Is there a woman like you? Sad things?"

Yelumeng twiddled her dress, and then sat down slowly, saying: "Everyone has troubles and distress in their hearts. Even if I am Miss Yelu’s family, it’s no exception. Sometimes, I really wish I was just a normal people."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said, "Even ordinary people have troubles. Would you like to drink a little alcohol?"

"Thank you, no."

"Then I'll drink it myself. Thank you for playing a song for me these days and nights."

"I'm not playing for you." Yelumeng said lightly.

"I know, but I still heard it. How about I also play a piece for you?"

"You can also Guzheng?" Yelumeng was taken aback.

"No. I will sing a song for you. I think you must have never heard it."

"Oh." Yelv Meng replied lightly.

"Then I will sing."

Zhang Yifeng cleared his throat and began to sing quietly.

"Recently annoying, annoying, and annoying!

I always feel there are some extremes in my life. I think I am still not used to going from obscurity to someone likes it. "

Zhang Yifeng chose to sing this song simply because he was really upset. Don't look at him all day long, it seems that he doesn't care about anything, but in his heart, he is always lonely and scrupulous.

"Recently annoying, annoying, annoying, and an unfamiliar world. Where is my expectation. I have bid farewell to my hometown partner. Now I feel even more lonely!"

It is better to sing impassionedly than a performance like a small bridge.

In fact, Zhang Yifeng seldom confides his state of mind to others. I don't know if the woman's piano has infected him, so tonight, he just indulged himself a little.

The song Zhang Yifeng sang is a secular song, with a relatively fast rhythm and a brisk tune. It sounds like a song that does not express sorrow for the first time, but the lyrics make people want to sing all the sorrows in their hearts.