"Shut up! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will throw you into Four-Colored Seal and see if you can keep talking all day long."
Xu Yi sent back his thoughts, completely unaware of his inherent inferiority. He was struck by the absurdity and became angry from shame.
Huangmei sneered, "Just be stubborn, you will suffer losses sooner or later."
But it was said that Xu Yi declined Zhang Wenfeng. Zhang Wenfeng's face was filled with despair, and he fell down on a winged hat chair, in a daze.
Strangely, Xu Yi found that there was not much intolerance in his heart, and he was secretly alert, maybe the more he practiced, the harder his heart became.
At that moment, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, "I am a cultivator and know that I should not violate my conscience. Let me first observe and see what kind of character this Yin General Pan is. If it is convenient, I can quietly kill this thief and Zhang Hebo's hospitality will not be in vain."
While he was thinking about it, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly stood up, solemnly clasped his fists towards Xu Yi and said, "Since Brother Xu has his heart, Zhang will not force others to do anything. Zhang also has a heartless request, and please Brother Xu agree to it." As he said that, a light yellow bead appeared in his palm, exuding a faint fragrance. The fragrance spread and the whole space became clear.
"Is it Incense Bead?"
The wild thoughts came again, "Take it, you must take it. This bead is too rare. In the previous battle, you also collected a lot of trophies, but not a single one Incense Bead. Hedao must use this thing."
With just this sentence, Xu Yi's blood boiled instantly. It was related to practice, no, it was related to morality. What kind of evil general Pan Feng was, even if Huaiyou City God came, it would not work.
He was excited in his heart, but still had the original expression of shame on his face. Xu Yi sighed and said, "I still say what I said, within my ability, I will never say anything." At the same time, he said in his heart, "I will definitely respond first to those who are beyond my ability."
Then he heard Zhang Wenfeng say something, but he took a step back from his previous strategy of letting him marry Zhang Bao'er.
"...Brother Xu only needs to pretend to be married to Bao'er. You, me, and Bao'er know this is fake, no matter what others say. At that time, Pan Feng dares to cause trouble again, even if he has the identity of an underworld official, it will not stand. With Brother Xu's ability, he can clean up just a Pan Feng, and he still doesn't have to pinch him."
After saying that, Zhang Wenfeng stared at Xu Yi nervously.
Xu Yi was in a dilemma, but when he thought that it was a pleasure to help others, he agreed on the spot.
Zhang Wenfeng was so happy that he threw the Incense Bead towards Xu Yi neatly.
Xu Yi kept saying "no hurry", "no hurry", but held Incense Bead tightly in his palm and was reluctant to give it back.
Zhang Wenfeng was obviously frightened by Pan Feng. After some arrangements, he made vigorous arrangements and wanted the two to get married that night. He immediately ordered someone to decorate the wedding hall.
Xu Yi was arranged to rest in a private room. He lay down on the sofa when the door was knocked.
When he opened the door, he saw Zhang Bao'er standing pretty by the door, with four exquisite snacks on the tray in his palm. He then heard Zhang Bao'er say, "Bao'er has heard his father's explanation of the cause and effect. Bao'er would like to thank you for your generous help, which solves the urgent need of Bao'er and his daughter. Bao'er has no repayment, and specially made this crispy four treasures. Please don't dislike it."
Xu Yi lifted the plate and said with a smile, "It's easy, miss, you're welcome, I'm ready to take a rest..."
Zhang Bao'er smiled slightly, Yingying bowed and left.
After closing the door, Xu Yi couldn't help but feel a slight heat in his chest. He silently repeated Clear Heart Art twice to suppress the inexplicable heat.
After a short nap, I was awakened by a knock on the door. Xu Yi answered the door and heard the urgent voice of the old housekeeper, "My Mr. Xu, go and have a look. Those shameless bastards have all knocked on the door. I'm afraid the lady will be humiliated."
Sishui Water Mansion, Minglun Hall, the silver beads shine high, illuminating the bright red silk, and the halo of the bright red lanterns makes the whole Minglun Hall appear warm and airy.
However, such a warm lobby was filled with solemnity.
Zhang Wenfeng was furious and yelled, "Pan, don't bully others too much. The worst I can do is to pull you off your horse."
Pan Feng laughed, clasped his fists and said, "Father-in-law, Taishan, please calm down. My son-in-law has no ill intentions. I am just asking my father-in-law to fulfill my true love for Miss Bao'er. Why should my father-in-law be angry?"
Pan Feng was born with an imposing figure, a fat figure, an upturned nose, and windy ears, and his appearance was very poor.
Originally, cultivating to the level of Pan Feng, adjusting the facial features and changing the appearance was just a no-brainer, but the vast majority of monks would not change their initial appearance easily.
This is related to a question of self-identity.
"You, you..."
Zhang Wenfeng was so angry that he was shaking all over and was speechless.
Pan Feng smiled and said, "The silver candles and red makeup here seem to be decorating the wedding hall." As he said, his eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly, "Could it be that my father-in-law has figured it out and specially prepared it for me and Bao'er? Haha, let me tell you, sooner or later I can use this sincerity to impress my father-in-law. In this case, why don't you invite Miss Bao'er to come out and marry me as soon as possible..."
"Pan Feng!"
Zhang Wenfeng shouted loudly, waved his palm violently, and turned a yellow jade table in the hall into steam.
Pan Feng stared at Zhang Wenfeng, the smile on his face finally subsided, and said coldly, "Zhang Wenfeng, you are really shameless, there is no way someone with the surname Pan is not worthy of Zhang Bao'er, I I have tried to persuade you with good words several times, but you have given me a toast instead of a penalty drink. In this case, I don't have to be polite to you. I want to see who dares to snatch the woman I like. Since you have decorated the auditorium, it's just right that I will have a good time with Miss Bao'er today."
"Where is Mingwu Guard?"
Zhang Wenfeng was so angry that his face turned purple, and with an angry shout, several groups of soldiers poured into the hall. Suddenly, the auditorium with silver candles and red makeup turned into a fighting arena.
Pan Feng said in a cold voice, "Use force? Haha, Zhang Wenfeng I thought you had been holding it in for so long, what the hell happened, but I didn't expect it to happen this way. However, today is my good day, and I don't want to see blood. Besides, I have friends coming to congratulate you later. If you don't show courtesy, I, the son-in-law, have to save your face for you Sishui Water Mansion."
Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand, and dozens of soldiers raised their weapons and shouted loudly.
Pan Feng glanced coldly, unmoved at all, and said in a cold voice, "Zhang Wenfeng, please think about it, what a serious crime it is for me, an official, to mobilize the military without an edict!"
"No matter what the crime is, I will definitely drag you into purgatory before I die."
Zhang Wenfeng roared coldly, and was about to order the soldiers to attack. At this moment, a charming Purple Shadow flew into the hall, it was Zhang Bao'er.
"Father, why do you need to be acquainted with this scoundrel? His purpose is to anger father and let him be a scoundrel."
Zhang Bao'er stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Wenfeng's sleeve, giving him hard advice.