The evil emperor's golden turtle pet

Chapter 134: Feng Jingyu Fights Silver Boss (5)
"What happened?" Feng Jingyu asked him in a calm voice.Just now he saw Qingyu running as fast as a rabbit with its butt burned.

"Uh..." Qingyu paused for a moment, pondered for a while and decided to tell the truth, he gritted his teeth and told everything about Uncle Yin.

At night, the Pavilion of Appreciation and Pets.

The night is dark, and the moonlight is like a brocade.The silver uncle sat in the yard, feeling uneasy.He thinks this way, no matter what sweet words Feng Jingyu spreads, it is his wishful thinking, as long as Yun'er doesn't have that intention, as long as Yun'er doesn't like him, then there is room for maneuver in everything.

He can find a chance to kill Feng Jingyu and return Yun'er's freedom.

Cough cough, although this idea is a little bit... a powerful and unconstrained style...

But anyway, this can be regarded as a way.

The most frightening thing is that Feng Jingyu likes Yun'er, and Yun'er also misses Feng Jingyu, that would be really difficult.At that time, Yun'er will be eaten to death by Feng Jingyu, and I am afraid that she will not be able to escape in this life.

The silver uncle pondered for a while in a low voice.

If Feng Jingyu is really as everyone said, if his profound strength is only Zixuan, then there is still a possibility of a comeback.Uncle Yin can try to fight him. If the two of them can die together and return Yun'er's freedom, Uncle Yin can be regarded as worthy of the young lady and the old lady who is far away in the mountains.

The most fearful thing is that Feng Jingyu is not just Zixuan, but has already surpassed Zixuan, and has reached a higher level, which will be even more troublesome.Having said that, Feng Jingyu is so young, how could his profound strength surpass Zixuan?You know, it took Yin Bo his whole life to reach his present state.

Thinking of this, Yin Bo felt relieved, and suddenly felt a gust of extremely cold wind blowing from the back of his head.

The silver uncle stood up from the stone bench with a sound of "Huo!", his sharp eyes narrowed.He carefully felt the profound strength level of the person behind him.

Yin Bo's pupils suddenly widened.

He could feel someone behind him, but he couldn't feel that person's profound strength!
In other words, that person's profound strength is higher than his own!
Thinking of this, Uncle Yin's heart sank, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, he turned his head suddenly, and turned to the person behind him.

"Hula!" The hand of the little maid standing in front of him trembled, and the cups on the tray also touched each other.She looked at Uncle Yin in astonishment, terrified by the murderous look in his eyes.

I go!

Yin Bo blushed, it turned out to be just a little girl who doesn't know profound strength, no wonder he didn't feel her strength, she didn't know profound strength at all.Yin Bo breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was really too nervous today, and he would make a wrong judgment.

The little maid swallowed her saliva and asked in a low voice, "You, do you want some tea?"

"No need." Uncle Yin shook his head, and suddenly another thought popped into his mind.No, what is that cold wind?What was the cold wind blowing on the back of his neck just now?
Thinking of this, Uncle Yin suddenly came to his senses, but it was too late, he felt a pair of hands stretched out from behind towards him, and a mass of warmth had already pressed against the back of his neck.

A ball of purple profound fire was burning in Feng Jingyu's hand, he raised his hand and pointed the mysterious fire at Yin Bo's neck.As long as Yinbo moved, he would be hit by the mysterious fire immediately and die in Huangquan.

Uncle Yin was horrified!

When did he come here?Not only did I not feel his profound strength, but I didn't even sense his movement...

How, how is it possible?

Qingyu stared dumbfounded at the side, facing a master of Zixuan, it was astonishing that her own lord could do so easily.

Feng Jingyu's profound fire threatened the back of Yin Bo's neck, and seeing that he didn't dare to move any more, he casually extinguished the purple fire, withdrew his profound strength, and spared his life generously.

Under the pitch-black night, Feng Jingyu walked straight to Yun'er's room without even looking at Uncle Yin.

Feng Jingyu has never had much desire to communicate with his defeated generals.

At this moment, Uncle Yin's gaze sank and his body turned around. Feng Jingyu felt a gust of wind blowing past his ears. When he raised his eyes again, Uncle Yin who was originally behind him had already arrived in front of him, blocking him. path of.Uncle Yin had a cold face. Although he had silver hair, his eyes were pure and innocent, and there was a strong murderous look in them.

Although his profound strength might not be as high as his.

But if he really wanted to fight to the death, Feng Jingyu wouldn't be able to escape unscathed.

Uncle Yin stood sideways, he suddenly flicked his sleeves, a strong wind blew towards Feng Jingyu, the profound energy in the wind was abundant, Feng Jingyu's long hair was blown up, and his body was blown back a little. step.

Zixuan, wait a minute!

Feng Jingyu steadied her body, and fixed Yin Bo's profound strength level.It seems that he has reached the upper class of Zixuan and is about to step into Heixuan.This old man should not be underestimated.

The moon was covered by clouds, and the yard was dark.The cold wind blew the flowers and plants in the yard, making a gloomy sound of "rustling".Feng Jingyu and Yinbo were five meters apart, standing sideways to each other, their eyes were full of blue light, murderous, they squinted at each other, the surrounding atmosphere was extremely chilling.

The passing little maid felt that the air had turned cold all of a sudden, her breathing seemed to be frozen, and the strange sound of the wind was whistling in her ears.Her hands began to tremble, and the cups on the tray collided with each other, making a crisp sound.This empty voice exacerbated the coldness of the atmosphere.

The two men, one old and one young, faced each other silently for a while, their hair fluttering on their cheeks.

The murderous aura in Yinbo's eyes became stronger, he squinted at Feng Jingyu, his voice was freezing cold, he said: "Why do you keep pestering Miss?"

When Feng Jingyu heard this, she curled her lips into a smile, and replied simply: "Because she is the deity's woman."

The real woman?
Yinbo complained thousands of times in his heart, his face was still as cold as ice, he also smiled and said: "Master Feng, you think too much, you have a contract with Miss, at best you are only her pet, you are not her husband Why would a woman say that?" Uncle Yin was full of smiles and was very confident.

Feng Jingyu was not in a hurry when he heard this, he smiled very seductively, with one hand twirling the dark ring on his finger, his eyes were full of evil pride, he glanced at Uncle Yin, and calmly said: "Uncle Yin, I am not her My husband, can she not be my woman?" Feng Jingyu said calmly, seeing Yinbo's face darken a little bit, he continued to casually remind him, "You forgot, Back then, you sent Yun'er to Fengxiao Palace, and she stayed there overnight!"

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Yin's complexion turned pale in a flash.

Uncle Yin was furious for a while, but he couldn't say a word, he just stared at Feng Jingyu: "You, you and Miss have already..."

(End of this chapter)