Chapter 116 116, The husband is ruthless, the wife is charming The Yingui Sect's ship hastily turned around and sailed away quickly, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye. Shan Wanjing collapsed at the bow of the boat without any princess image, panting for a while. She caught a glimpse of the pale head with eyes open in the scattered packages beside her. She could not help but kneel up, carefully wrapped the package, and then knelt in front of Ouyang Feng, hugged his calves, rested her cheek on his knees, and murmured: "Sir, I killed my father..." As she spoke, her body trembled slightly. Ouyang Feng looked down at her, his tone calm and gentle: "I only saw you kill a beast, but I didn't see you kill your father." As if she was given infinite courage by these words, Shan Wanjing stopped trembling, and just hugged his calves even tighter, whispering: "Sir, let Wanjing lean on me for a while, just a little longer..." They snuggled together quietly for a while. Shan Wanjing raised her head, with cute dimples on her cheeks, and smiled brightly at Ouyang Feng: "Wan Jing lost her composure and made you laugh, sir." "It doesn't matter." "Sir, how did Wanjing fight today?" "Very good. You were able to kill a master like Bian Bufu with one move. Your 'Flying Fairy from the Sky' is something that no one in the world can underestimate."
"Hee, I know that Bian Bufu was shocked by Mr.'s aura and froze for a moment, which is why he lost the chance to fight back before his death. Mr.'s state of mind of 'Zhou Tian Han Che' could not be hidden from me at that time." With Shan Wanjing's "spiritual mirror hanging high" state at that time, all the changes in the energy around her could not be hidden from the reflection of her state of mind. So she knew very well that when Bian Bufu was about to launch a desperate counterattack, he froze for a moment for no reason, which was due to the erosion of Ouyang Feng's "Zhou Tian Han Che" artistic conception. "Sir, if you hadn't helped me, I might have been killed by Bian Bufu's desperate counterattack. Sir, you not only helped me fulfill my long-cherished wish, but also saved my life." "Even if Bian Bufu succeeds in launching a desperate counterattack, given his condition at the time, he can only seriously injure you, but he cannot kill you." "Being seriously injured is embarrassing, and who knows if a serious injury can be cured? Maybe she can barely survive, but the injury will last for several months, and she will still die in the end? Anyway, Wanjing's life was saved by you. Oh, my mother will be very happy to kill Bian Bufu this time, and her knot in her heart may be untied... But the Queen of Yin will be very angry, but so what? Can she kill me to avenge Bian Bufu?" "The Queen is very realistic. Since you have demonstrated your ability to kill Bian Bufu with one move, the Queen may look at you differently, and may even give you some special treatment." "What were you doing so early? Wan Jing already has a husband. Even if you offer me the position of Queen Yin, I won't care." "I do not belong to you." "Sir, do you have to be so cruel when someone is having the happiest time?" "..." Ouyang Feng decided to be gentle, not say anything, and make her happy first. So Shan Wanjing began to murmur again, sometimes talking about the hardships and fears of her childhood in the Demon Sect, and sometimes talking about the hardship and warmth of wandering in Ryukyu with her mother. As she spoke, her voice gradually became lower, and she fell asleep on Ouyang Feng's lap. The battle with Bian Bufu not only almost exhausted all her skills, but also nearly drained her mental strength. Afterwards, her emotions were agitated several times. Although she was not mentally distressed, she was finally extremely sleepy and could no longer stay awake. Ouyang Feng looked down at her, bent over to pick her up, carried her into the awning, put her on the mat, looked at her wet clothes, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not help her take them off. Shan Wanjing cultivated the art of longevity with the water-based essence. She was on the lake, with the omnipresent water-based essence surrounding her. Even if she slept in wet clothes, she didn't have to worry about catching a cold. After settling her down, Ouyang Feng went outside the boat shed, picked up a long pole, and pointed it towards the shore. The boat immediately disappeared into the mist on the lake like an arrow. There were many large and small boats moored at the pier, many of which were martial artists who had come from other places to attend Wang Tong's birthday banquet. There were also many people from the martial arts world living in the restaurants and inns on the pier. Although the battle between Shan Wanjing and Bian Bufu just now was very short, the aura burst out by both sides was extremely strong, which had already alarmed the martial artists nearby. At this time, everyone was standing on their own boats or at the windows of the inn, looking at the small boat that was quickly sinking into the fog in doubt and surprise.
"Who is that young man in white?" "I seem to hear someone talking about 'Ouyang Feng'. Could that man in white be the Ouyang Feng who killed Yu Wenzhi in Danyang two months ago?" "What happened to that sword energy earlier? Who sent out such an amazing sword energy? Was it Ouyang Feng?" "I'm afraid so. After all, Ouyang Feng is a great master who can fight Yu Wenzhi head-on. That kind of fierce and unparalleled sword intent is most likely emitted by Ouyang Feng." "It wasn't Ouyang Feng. I saw it. The one who attacked was a girl in crimson purple. Her swordsmanship... was stunningly gorgeous, like a fairy descending from heaven. It was also incredibly dangerous and frightening. Anyway, if I were in her shoes, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take on even half of her moves. It's a pity that I couldn't see her face clearly, and I don't know which family she is from." "Could it be Dugu Feng of the Dugu clan? Dugu Feng is the master of the family's inherited sword technique, 'Bi Luo Hong Chen', and it is said that he has mastered it completely." "It's not Dugu Feng. I've seen a master of the Dugu clan perform the Blue Sky and Red Dust Sword Technique, which is completely different from the sword intent of the purple-shirted girl..." "There aren't many young masters with such amazing swordsmanship. That purple-shirted girl, can't she have no background?" "..." "By the way, does anyone know the man who was killed?" "How could such a romantic, elegant and outstanding scholar be killed? What a pity, what a pity..." "Humph, you are really blind. The scholar's name is Bian Bufu, nicknamed 'Moyin', and he is an old demon from the Yingui Sect of the Demon Sect. He looks cool and aloof, but in fact he is a sex-hungry ghost who has ruined the innocence of countless women. The purple-shirted girl killed this beast, which is really a justice for the heavens and makes people happy!" "Hiss - Brother, you actually even know people from the Demon Sect?" "Yes, although we have heard a little about the Demon Sect and the Yin Gui Sect, the Demon Sect is mysterious and strange, and it is said that the identities of its disciples are even more secretive, and it is difficult for outsiders to know. We really don't know who is from the Demon Sect. How did you recognize them?" "Well, I can't say more about this. Anyway, that person is indeed 'Hidden Demon' Bian Bufu. I, Ling... well, I, Feng Lin, can guarantee it with my life. As for the purple-clothed girl whose sword intent soared into the sky and killed Bian Bufu, she is indeed very famous. She is the beloved daughter of Madam Dongming, Princess Dongming Shan Wanjing! And the young man in white is none other than Ouyang Feng who killed Yu Wenzhi! Just now, he used his own strength to intimidate the two elders of the Demon Sect from a distance, making them dare not support Bian Bufu, otherwise Princess Dongming would have a hard time succeeding..." "Brother, you know all these secrets so well, could it be that you are a master of the Ju Kun Gang?" The Jukun Gang, like the Dongming Sect, is one of the "Eight Gangs and Ten Associations". It is a famous large gang that makes a living by selling intelligence and knows a lot of secrets. However, the tall and thin man who called himself "Feng Lin" and wore a bamboo hat late at night with the brim of the hat covering most of his face was obviously not a member of the Ju Kun Gang. Anyway, seeing Bian Bufu surrender, he was greatly relieved. He then flattered Ouyang Feng and Shan Wanjing in an irrelevant way, letting everyone know that the one who killed Bian Bufu was Princess Shan Wanjing of Dongming, and the one who backed her was the wanted criminal Ouyang Feng. Then he retired after his mission was accomplished, disappearing into the night and far away from the pier. Bian Bufu came and died, and he also took the initiative to help Ouyang Feng and Shan Wanjing become famous. They probably won't come back to Xiangyang to cause trouble again, right? The tall and thin "Golden and Silver Spear" Ling Feng, who used the alias Feng Lin, was looking at Dongping County City as it flew away, thinking to himself: "I have finished what the leader asked me to do. I can finally wait for Wang Tong's birthday banquet tomorrow and enjoy the performance of Master Shi..." …… The reason why Ouyang Feng drove the boat away was that he noticed too many people were peeping and watching. Although he was not afraid, he did not want to disturb Shan Wanjing's rest, so he drove the boat into the mist on the lake and headed towards an uninhabited island in the lake that he had encountered when he came here during the day. I sailed for more than ten miles in the fog based on my memory, gradually approaching the island, and suddenly I saw dim lights shining through the fog. I sailed the boat closer and followed the light, and saw a large ship of a familiar shape moored next to the uninhabited island. "Dongming?" Ouyang Feng took a closer look and found that it was indeed the Dongming Sect's giant ship Dongming that he had seen at the Ryukyu Wharf. He couldn't help but smile in his heart and rowed the boat closer to the Dongming. "Who?"
When they were still more than ten feet away from the big ship, the Dongming Sect disciples patrolling on the ship began to ask questions, showing high vigilance. "Ouyang Feng." Ouyang Feng replied indifferently. "Mr. Ouyang?" "It's me. Wan Jing is here too." "Quick, go and tell Madam that Mr. Ouyang and the princess are back!" After a flurry of activity, a rope ladder was lowered from the side of the boat, and two female guardians, Shan Xiu and Shan Yudie, jumped to the bow of the boat and saluted to Ouyang Feng, "Greetings, Mr. Ouyang." Ouyang Feng said calmly: "You're welcome. Wanjing is inside and has fallen asleep." The tall and thin Shan Xiu walked into the boat shed and saw Shan Wanjing's clothes and hair were wet, but she was sleeping soundly. Shan Xiu didn't know why Shan Wanjing slept like this, so he stepped out and asked Ouyang Feng in a low voice: "Mr. Ouyang, what happened to the princess?" Ouyang Feng said: "I went swimming in the lake and was so tired that I fell asleep without even having time to change clothes." Shan Xiu asked doubtfully: "How far did the princess swim? How could she be so tired that she didn't even bother to change out of her wet clothes?" The chubby Shan Yudie also said: "Yes, given the princess' swimming ability and martial arts skills, she wouldn't be so tired even if she swam a hundred miles in one breath." Ouyang Feng did not explain, but just said: "It's not that she was so tired from swimming. Before going into the lake to swim, she was so exhausted that her energy and vitality were almost exhausted in order to prepare a great gift for the Madam. Well, enough idle talk, take Wanjing aboard and change her clothes first. And take this gift to the Madam as well." Shan Xiu then went into the boat shed again and picked up Shan Wanjing, while Shan Yudie picked up a tightly wrapped package. "Head?" As the female guardians of the Dongming Sect, Shan Xiu and Shan Yudie are also veterans of many battles and have many dead souls under their command, so they can naturally judge what is inside the package. The two looked at each other, both a little surprised. Why did the gift the princess prepared for her lady be a human head? However, when Ouyang Feng was in Ryukyu, he had already killed Shang Gong with one palm, making the Dongming Sect in awe. After coming to the Central Plains, he fought Yu Wenzhi head-on, and his majesty was even greater. No matter how confused Shan Xiu and Shan Yudie were, they did not dare to ask more. One of them held Shan Wanjing, and the other carried the head, and they jumped onto the big ship together, and did what Ouyang Feng ordered. Ouyang Feng took Shan Wanjing's sword on board the Dongming. Led by two female disciples of the Dongming Sect, he entered a fairly spacious and comfortable cabin in the ship's upper deck. After resting in the cabin for a while, the familiar maid Shan Ruyin knocked on the door again, bowed to Ouyang Feng, looked at him with awe, and said: "Mr. Ouyang, the lady wants to see you." "Thank you Miss Ruyin." "Hey, sir, you are too polite. I am just a little maid." Seeing that Ouyang Feng was still as gentle and friendly as he was on Ryukyu Island, Shan Ruyin breathed a sigh of relief. She led the way with a smile and brought him to a small hall. She stopped at the door, pushed it open and invited him in, then closed the door from the outside. Ouyang Feng entered the small hall alone and saw Shan Meixian kneeling on a low couch, looking at the food on the black lacquered tray on the low table in front of her. Her eyes were a little red, but her eyes were full of satisfaction.
Seeing Ouyang Feng coming in, Shan Meixian quickly stood up to greet him, bowed deeply to Ouyang Feng, and said: "Thank you, Mr. Ouyang, for helping my mother and I to avenge our grievances." Although Shan Xiu and Shan Yudie said that this was a great gift prepared by the princess for her, how could Shan Meixian believe it? Even if Wanjing's martial arts skills improve by leaps and bounds, it is impossible for her to be able to defeat her opponent with her skills. In Shan Meixian's opinion, Bian Bufu could only have been killed by Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng looked at Madam Dong Ming in front of him, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. Shan Meixian didn't wear her hair in a bun tonight, and her long black hair fell naturally like a waterfall, reaching her waist. The collar of her dark green palace skirt was open very wide, and whether it was intentional or she got up too hastily, she was not wearing a chest binder. When she bowed just now, not only was Ouyang Feng able to see most of her round, full, crystal-white breasts, but even the small rose beads were vaguely visible. Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, coupled with her delicate and pretty face that looked only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with facial features similar to Shan Wanjing but with a little more charm than Shan Wanjing, Ouyang Feng's heart was really moved for a while. But he was lustful but not frivolous, and soon calmed down and said in a calm tone: "Madam, you don't have to thank me. Bian Bufu was killed by Wanjing herself. Bian Bufu's head was the gift she prepared for you with all her strength." "Wan Jing really killed him?" Shan Meixian was very surprised. Ouyang Feng nodded and said: "Yes, from beginning to end, I never made a move." Shan Meixian still couldn't believe it, "But, but Wanjing's martial arts..." "If we only talk about strength, Wan Jing is far inferior to Bian Bufu. But in terms of spiritual cultivation, swordsmanship, and even the awareness of fighting to the end, she is far superior to Bian Bufu. This battle is a miracle that Wan Jing has achieved with hardships and willpower beyond the imagination of ordinary people." In the illusion, the beating was inhumane. In the thunderstorm, the spiritual cultivation that faced the shadow of childhood. When practicing the art of longevity, one must endure the pain and go against one's instinct to disperse the energy. Shan Wanjing certainly received opportunities and fortune from "outside the world", but she has not been able to get to where she is today solely by chance. Her hard work and dedication are worthy of her current achievements in martial arts. Shan Meixian stared at Ouyang Feng for a long time, then suddenly smiled sweetly. "Even if it was really Wan Jing who did it, I know very well that Bian Bufu never travels alone. He is always accompanied by masters of the Demon Sect. It must be that you frightened the other masters of the Demon Sect and created an opportunity for Wan Jing to kill. Moreover, Wan Jing's achievements today are also due to your training. I am deeply grateful for this favor!" As he spoke, he bowed deeply again, and the beautiful scenery under his collar once again came into Ouyang Feng's eyes. [Two more chapters, please give me a monthly ticket! ] (End of this chapter)