Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 239

"That's not it."

A man in a blue-gray gown from an unknown family happened to hear this nearby, and said, "What is your identity? Since I came to this Shanhai City, I haven't seen anyone go out, compared to other families. Miss Qianjin is much more precious."

There was a lot of sarcasm in the words, and I don't know if it was because people from the Shijue Mansion were not present at the moment, they were confident, or they were confident in their own strength, and the loud voice attracted the attention of several people.

Jing Li glanced around, there were those who sneered when they heard the words, and some who were timid and hurried away, but no one came to the door because of dissatisfaction.

"Four young masters!"

A man dressed as an entourage squeezed out from the crowd, rushed to the side of the blue-gray gown, whispered a few words in the ear of the other party, and didn't know what the person had said, the brows of the blue-gray gown listened Jumping and jumping, with the last push to push the person away, the dark cloud covered him and left quickly.

After watching the distraught figure disappear into the crowded crowd, Jing Li said, "Since he came to Shanhai City, it means that Leng Feng also intends to fight, but it depends on his behavior after entering the city. Isn't he too low-key?" a little?"

It's not the first time I've heard similar comments. When I first got to know each other with Shifangbao, I heard Fang Boyi complain about it.

"It is indeed a bit abnormal."

It seems that he has no intention of recruiting relatives at all, but if he really doesn't care, why come to Shanhai City again.

"Hmm..." Jing Li thought carefully about Leng Feng's performance yesterday in the garden of the City Lord's Mansion during the day. There was nothing outstanding, but nothing worthy of praise. When he came out, he heard that Leng Feng came out one step later than himself, it was that kind of reaction.

"Maybe it's my overthinking, I always feel that there is something to say in it."

As he said that, Jing Li glanced at the people around him with some hesitation, "Senior brother, I think..."

City Lord's Mansion——

A beauty is a beauty, even if this pretty face is full of sadness, it will not detract from her beauty at all.

Man Ji reached out her hand to push a strand of hair that had fallen from her forehead to behind her ears for Mo Yan. She traced the sharp-edged face that looked slightly pale at this time, and sighed slightly.

First it was the husband, and now it was Yue'er's turn. The most important people around her had accidents one after another, but she just waited here to worry about it. Can't protect.

"lady."

Manji didn't turn her head back, she continued with her hands, gently adjusted the collar of Mo Yan who was on the couch with her eyes closed, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

A maid stood outside, perhaps influenced by Manji, she deliberately lowered her voice, and replied, "The person I sent out before is back."

The movements of Manji's hands paused, but soon returned to normal. After carefully tidying up Mo Yan's clothes, she stood up and walked outside...

……

The room soon became quiet. In the exquisite incense burner, faint incense rose from it, dyeing the whole room with a faint fragrance.

After an unknown amount of time, there was an extremely slight movement on the window sill. After a while, the originally closed window was opened from the outside, and a figure flashed into the room.

In order not to disturb Mo Yan, Man Ji had already ordered the people below not to enter the room at will, and only guarded outside the door. Therefore, in the huge room, only the unconscious Mo Yan lay quietly. On the soft couch.

This reliable city lord, who was loved and admired by the city people on weekdays, was lying quietly at this time, without the usual strength and majesty, but added a sense of weakness.

The visitor stood by the side of the soft couch, stared at the person on the couch for a long time before making any movement.

In the dimly lit room, a cold light flashed past, and the cold and sharp blade swung down fiercely at the neck of the person on the couch.

At the moment when the blade was about to stick to the skin, there was a loud bang of "pong", and a cold gust of wind rushed over like a ghost, and climbed up like a poisonous snake, not only blocking the fatal knife, but also It means that people will be forced to retreat to the corner in the future.

"So brave."

The expression on Manji's face was gloomy, as if it was about to rain. She was no longer as gentle and amiable as she was in the garden yesterday. There seemed to be a layer of ice on her beautiful face. There was an undisguised murderous intent in her cold eyes. .

"But when my city lord's mansion is your back garden, come and leave whenever you want?"

The sunlight outside the house was shaken by Manji's demonic energy. At this time, the two doors were opened wide, extending and stretching into the house, dyeing the originally dark room with a thin layer of brilliant gold, making it much brighter.

The light passed through the screen and fell on half of the face of the person in the corner, and the shadows intertwined.

Manji narrowed her eyes, "Is it you?"

The visitor slowly walked out from the corner, the shadows on his body became less and less, until the whole person appeared under the light, revealing an extremely handsome face.

It was Leng Feng, the young master of Shijue Mansion who had been to the City Lord Mansion for a banquet yesterday.

Before today, Manji's impression of him was only one of the most popular son-in-law candidates. Now, no matter if it is Mo Yue or Mo Yan, she will not let him get close to them!

Now that things are going well, it is absolutely impossible for Manji to ask, and Leng Feng has never said anything, the two of them moved almost at the same time, and when they got to the same place, the room was instantly splattered with flames, and the sound of Jin Ge could be heard endlessly.

In terms of cultivation, Leng Feng is definitely better than Manji; but Manji has been lingering on the sick bed for a hundred years, and the hidden wounds she suffered have never healed. She has been taken care of by Mo Yan for many years, although she no longer has any worries about her life. , but in the end she couldn't restore the former glory, and this room was Mo Yan's resting place. In order to prevent Mo Yan from being implicated, Man Ji felt more restrained in her movements.

On the other hand, Leng Feng didn't have such worries, he opened and closed his hands widely, he ignored the ink words on the couch, and just swayed his fighting spirit to his heart's content.

After a long time, it was actually Manji who gradually showed a bit of fatigue. Although the two of them were still struggling to decide the outcome, if it continued, it was hard to say that Manji would be able to take him down smoothly.

As if he was determined to be bound by Manji's hands, Leng Feng opened and closed his hands even more, but he was not as good as Manji wanted, and intentionally involved Mo Yan on the couch.

With such a big commotion in the house, the people outside the house would naturally not be unaware of it, but they were entangled by the group of men brought by Leng Feng, so they had no time to take care of them.

Inside and outside the house, there were several battles, all of which were fierce.

The sounds of Jin Ge and explosions come and go, endlessly.

On the surface, although Manji does not fall behind, but if the time drags on for a while, the result may be two words. In Manji's eyes, there is a trace of anxiety that can hardly be detected. The longer the time drags on, The more unfavorable it is to yourself, the best policy is to find a way to end it as soon as possible.

It's just that although she thought well, Leng Feng had already guessed what she was thinking, not only intentionally avoided the confrontation with Manji, but even deliberately delayed the time, trying to drag Manji down.

The more anxious Manji was, the more indifferent she appeared on the face, unwilling to please the person in front of her, she struck harder and harder, but her mind was already running, thinking hard about the solution.

Right now, most of the people in the City Lord's Mansion are dispatched to look for Mo Yue's whereabouts. Leng Feng is afraid that because of this, he chose this person to break into the mansion and assassinate him secretly.

……

"Ah, it seems that my sixth sense is quite accurate."

A strange voice suddenly came from the side, reaching the ears of the two people fighting in the room.

"Just say he has a problem, sure enough."

It just so happened that Man Ji and Leng Feng exhausted their moves, retreated to the two sides, turned their faces at the same time, followed the prestige, and saw a person standing on the window that was opened at some time.

Because of the backlight, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he could see the snow-colored long hair blown up by the wind, slightly raised.

Although there are quite a few people in the Yaozu who look different from ordinary people, except for a very few, most of them are caused by some mistakes during the transformation.

Man Ji also knew a pulsatilla over a thousand years old, but the voice of the latter was hoarse and deep, far less gentle and clear than the person who came, and she couldn't help but wondered secretly, not knowing where this person came from.

Seeing that person's face turned sideways, as if he was talking to someone, his eyes subconsciously shifted to the side, and he saw a taller and taller figure, the whole person seemed to be a sword drawn from its sheath, The mere existence of it gives people a faint sense of threat.

Different from what I saw at first sight, the speaker had a gentle voice with a hint of a smile. The threat that Manji felt just now disappeared, and she heard the humane voice, "Junior Brother's eyes, It's good."

If she hadn't thought of it just now, two vague shadows still flashed in Manji's mind. When Yan Jincheng from Shifangbao came to the banquet yesterday, she brought two Personally, one of them has white hair, and the other is a sword cultivator.

Although I don't know why these two people appear here now, but from what the white-haired monk said, they are not in the same group as Leng Feng. Manji relaxed her vigilance a little, but she still didn't dare to be careless. There is Mo Yan, it is about the most important person, and no negligence is allowed.

Different from the two people in the room, Jing Li who was standing by the bed could clearly see the expressions on the faces of the two people inside. They were also vigilant, but they were completely different from each other.