Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1197: Command
Jing Chu's ears were sharp. He pulled back his attention and softly asked, "Mr. Ye, what did you discover?"
Ye Feng said, "I told you, 'The White Tiger blocks the path, the Vermilion Bird bows its head.' In robbery, the White Tiger can only be controlled by the master."
His eyes flashed with surprise. He looked at Ye Fengsheng and said, "Mr. Ye, are you saying that this robbery in our family was framed by Daoist Chen?"
Ye Fengsheng didn't answer, he just nodded.
"How could it be!"
Jing Chu widened his eyes, furious, and said, "That bastard! I will capture him alive!"
He was truly angered. Thanks to his second uncle, he still considered this rogue as an outsider. He even feasted and drank with him. He didn't expect this turn of events.
The dog raised his own calamity! All of this was orchestrated by that damn dog! He wanted to earn a dowry for his sister!
From beginning to end, it was a way of catching a thief!
How could it be!
A tiger's roar filled Jing Chu's heart with rage. He quickly withdrew his legs and said to Ye Fengsheng, "Mr. Ye, please help me, let my little sister teach that despicable person a lesson."
However, he was clever. He knew that Ye Fengsheng and his father's second uncle were not on good terms, so he didn't mention these matters. He only spoke of his friendship with Jing Ya.
Ye Feng glanced at him. His peripheral vision swept over Jing Fu and Jing Liangping, who were both trembling at the moment, but his eyes didn't display any attitude.
"Ye Fengsheng, today I want you to have no place to be buried!"
With a resentful voice, Daoist Chen, still pitiful, accompanied by a deafening roar, reached everyone's ears. At that moment, everyone's attention was focused on Ye Fengsheng.
"Mr. Ye, hurry. Since he entered my Jing family, as long as you left Jing family, you could survive."
After all, he was a generation member of the family. Although he was old, he wasn't confused. He knew Ye Fengsheng was an outsider. The Jing family had no relation with him, and naturally, he wouldn't want to see an outsider get involved in their affairs.
Ye Fengsheng listened, nodded slightly, and softly said, "With your words, I will guard your Jing family for a hundred years."
"You can survive tonight!"
His face was fierce, and his words cold.
Even if I'm not your opponent, now I've even borrowed such spirit, how can it not join hands with this spirit, but can you not fight against Ye Fengsheng?
"The White Tiger strikes, kills, the White Tiger blocks, kills a thousand ghosts!" Today, I will use your life to fill the White Tiger's mouth!"
"Want to kill me?"
Ye Fengsheng sneered, "You are that half-baked, loosely outlined White Tiger, and you can kill me?"
Daoist Chen completely ignored him, thinking Ye Fengsheng was crazy. He looked at the White Tiger and roared to the sky. Dark clouds covered the moon, plants shook, and many of the glass in the house cracked.
Ye Feng's expression was calm as usual. He didn't notice the roaring sound. He slowly walked forward. But after three steps, he appeared in front of Chen Daochang, who looked like he wanted to eat him alive. His pale hands slowly extended out in the night wind and accurately grasped his neck.
Four eyes met, gazing into Chen Daosheng's eyes filled with fear, Ye Fengsheng opened his mouth, his voice colder than the surrounding night wind: "How do you want to die?"
No one dared to speak under the public gaze.
Daoist Chen's heart shook. How could he have imagined reaching this point after controlling the soul of the array? It should have been the White Tiger slaughtering in all directions, stripping Ye Fengsheng's skin and bones until tortured to death. Why had he grasped him within just a few breaths?
Seeing him stretch his hands out to grab him, he was ready to dodge. Why was he still caught?
It was hard to see a face. The Taoist swallowed hard. Looking at this beautiful face in front of him, he stammered, "You, you, who are you?"
"Don't you know?"
Ye Fengsheng calmly said, "I am Ye Fengsheng. A young chicken is cleaner than the old one. You Fengsheng."
"You guys..."
He seemed to suddenly die.
The White Tiger that had just appeared absorbed Chen Daosheng's spirit as if a large cat being tossed into the air. A giant body tumbled in the air for a long time, a crack appeared on the forehead, followed by fragments rolling from tip-top to the surface. The whole body covered in fragments, seen by the naked eye in an instant. After a night wind, it crumbled, shattered, and disappeared without a trace.
Daoist Chen opened his mouth, unable to close it for a long time. Until now, he couldn't react to the scene.
He knew Ye Fengsheng was powerful. As someone who could break into Jiuzhen Palace alone to kill Zhang Jiao, how could he be so weak!
But he didn't expect Ye Fengsheng to be so fierce! With just one punch, I could destroy the god form of the White Tiger that I once killed with an array. Is this something humans can do! I'm afraid even the young Demon King at the door it's impossible to achieve!
"You should raise a Vermilion Bird, do you want to call it out to try?"
The cold voice with no emotional fluctuation entered the ears. Even if Chen Daosheng's spirit wavered, he looked at Ye Fengsheng as if he had encountered the Devil. He couldn't imagine Ye Fengsheng was so strong!
No wonder the people of Jiuzhen Palace would say his Ye was too cruel! This is a very cruel person!
You can clearly feel the trembling of the Adam's apple rolling under the palm. Ye Fengsheng's expression was without emotion. He simply said, "Did your compulsory education end?"
No matter how cold his voice, it couldn't compare to the icy coldness in Chen Daosheng's heart now. Even if he was ready to see death as a return, he could muster the courage to meet Ye Feng
After the same voice died, he couldn't realize his wish, creating a powerful fear of death in his heart.
The dead understand how precious life is. Even he didn't know if, after finishing one matter, he regretted or what unfinished things in his mind.
"If you cannot explain, you must die."
Daoist Chen's neck was broken, and Ye Fengsheng widened his eyes and threw Daoist Chen to the ground. He looked up at the dark sky, his fingertips filled with spiritual energy. A red bird flew into the sky from the opposite Jing family house ablaze with fire. Broad wings not in a hurry, when they fluttered, created an illusion of elegance.
"You may leave."
Ye Fengsheng's cold voice echoed through the sky. Hearing these words, the Vermilion Bird gratefully looked at Ye Fengsheng and rushed into the clouds, like fireworks, emitting countless lights imperceptible to the naked eye, disappearing without a trace.
Almost at the same time, a scream came from the sky:
"Who broke my array!"
Ye Fengsheng turned towards the Jin Family siblings staying in the hall. Three steps later, he sat down and said, "I've dismantled your murder plan, but I've killed people from Danxin Tower, broke their array. They will come for sure. I plan to wait here for two days. If they don't come, my siblings and I will head to Danxin Tower for an explanation."
The Jing family siblings listened and remembered the day Ye Fengsheng and the monk crashed the mountain at Jiuzhen Palace.
After speaking, Ye Fengsheng gave Elder Jing a scrutinizing look, then walked straight to the room already arranged. He also
did not go to see Jing Fu and Jing Liangping, just like the leaders of the Jing family now with no hint of nihilism.
"Mr. Ye..."
Later, the brother and sister hurriedly chased after Ye Fengsheng's figure.
They didn't go to see their father and uncle.
"Dad, look here..."
Finally, he removed his gaze from Daoist Chen. Jing Liangping mumbled, ready to speak, but was glared at by Elder Jing, who angrily made him shut up immediately.
Elder Jing had a hint of anger on his face, unwilling to pay attention to the two children who abandoned their family for interest. He turned and left.
In the pitch-black night, the two brothers looked at each other, silent in the cold wind.
"This was an opportunity to stabilize your family, but it really slipped away..."
