Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 39
"Juvenile Master Muchen? His disciple?"

When everyone present heard Ye Feng's voice, they lost their minds for a moment.

The people who can appear here are all the leaders of the major forces. Although most of them have never met Mu Chen himself, they have heard many legends about him.

Among them, the most talked about is that Mu Chen was defeated by Sima Ce, his soul was destroyed, and he was forced to leave his hometown.

In their impression, Mu Chen is a loser.

A figure of a stubborn young man appeared in He Qiuya's mind, she smiled disdainfully and said, "He really doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, so he dared to venture into the Sky Banquet."

Ling Ao also said: "There are always people who are beyond their capabilities."

Outside the gate of the manor, two guards blocked Ye Feng with knives, because he did not have an invitation card and could not enter according to the rules.

Ye Feng didn't force his way, and waited quietly after he shouted with enough spiritual power, he believed that Chu Qianfeng was interested in him.

Sure enough, after hearing Ye Feng's words, Chu Qianfeng said with a smile: "Interesting, come here, send him in."

Soon, Ye Feng appeared by the lake. Today, he is dressed in white, simple but elegant and elegant.

Many noble girls present showed shy expressions when they saw him.

Ye Feng walked up to Chu Qianfeng, saluted and said, "Ye Feng pays his respects to Your Majesty."

"Excuse me." Chu Qianfeng's eyes fell on Ye Feng's waist, and he said, "Even the Cold Snow Sword has been passed on to you, it seems that Mu Chen has high expectations for you, Mu Chen, how is he doing now?"

"The old man was plotted against by a traitor recently and suffered a little injury, but he has recovered."

After speaking, Ye Feng looked at Sima Changkong and Yan Hui who were sitting beside Chu Qianfeng, with a faint spark of hatred in his eyes.

In Fengling Academy, they were the ones who took away Mu Yufei and humiliated Mu Chen in every possible way. If Ye Xiaoyue hadn't found the elixir in time, they might have left a lot of hidden wounds.

Sima Changkong and Yan Hui looked at each other and looked at Ye Feng playfully. They could naturally guess the purpose of Ye Feng's coming to King's Landing City, but so what, the result will not change in any way.

Chu Qianfeng nodded, and said to the waiter behind him, "Give me a seat."

"I am very pleased to be able to see the disciple of the old man again at the Yuntian Banquet today, let's take a seat first."

Ye Feng's position was arranged in the last row, just opposite to Ling Ao.

"This is not where you should come." Ling Ao said.

"You can come, why can't I?" Ye Feng sat down calmly.

"Master Ling knows him?" A nobleman beside Ling Ao asked.

Ling Ao said disdainfully: "I met you at the Sifang Chess Club yesterday. Both his master and his apprentice want to join the Chess Master."

There was a playful smile on the young master's face. The sword master took his disciples to the chess master, which was a bit interesting.

After Ye Feng was seated, the banquet continued. Chu Weiwei walked out of her seat, and a guqin was ready by the lakeside.

Rou Ning gently plucked the strings, and a beautiful piece of music jumped out, like silk and smoke, which made people unconsciously intoxicated.

In order to meet the occasion, Chu Weiwei deliberately chose a piece of music with a brisk rhythm, but Ye Feng frowned. He could hear that there was a touch of sadness in that cheerful piece of music.

He looked at Chu Weiwei, that beautiful face was very focused, and there was an indelible worry hidden between his brows.

As a princess, with a rich body, she should not know the feeling of sorrow, but what happened to her.

Many people had already closed their eyes, enjoying this wonderful moment. Sima Changkong stared at the beautiful figure by the lake, with an undisguised desire in his eyes.

Sima Ce told him that soon, he would marry Chu Weiwei and become his son-in-law.

Thinking that such a beautiful woman would be tossing and turning under his body in the future, Sima Changkong's heart felt like fire.

When everyone was intoxicated, Ling Ao suddenly said: "Ye Feng, are you here just to cheat for food and drink?"

His voice was not loud, but he intentionally let many people hear it. Several eyes fell on Ye Feng, and someone said: "By the way, you are a disciple of the Sword Master, so you must have something special, why don't you let everyone open it?" vision."

"We all want to see the unrivaled swordsmanship of the Juggernaut."

Ye Feng drank the wine in the cup, got up and said: "The princess's piano sound is like the sound of nature, I am willing to dance the sword and show my ugly face."

After finishing speaking, Ye Feng jumped up, stepped on the stage in the lake after a few ups and downs on the lake, the cold snow sword came out, Ye Feng matched the ups and downs of the piano sound, and danced the long sword, shining brightly.

Ye Feng improvised the sword dance completely based on his own understanding of the artistic conception of the sound of the zither, without any specific moves, but he added the sword intent of Yunyao Sword Art, so his movements seemed to be at the same level as Chu Weiwei's zither sound A perfect fusion.

At the beginning, Chu Weiwei didn't pay much attention to Ye Feng, but gradually, she found that Ye Feng seemed to see through her thoughts through the sound of the piano. Every move, it seemed that there was a young love song slowly unfolding.

The princess in the emperor's family wants to pursue free love but fails. Her whole life is destined to serve the royal power, and her happiness is just a bargaining chip used to consolidate the royal power.

How helpless, how sad.

The beautiful woman played music, and the young man danced his sword. At this moment, the two people who didn't know each other seemed to be connected with each other. Under the bright moonlight, they presented a beautiful picture scroll for everyone.

A cold light flashed in Sima Changkong's eyes. Just now, he noticed that the corner of Chu Weiwei's mouth had a smile. It was a knowing smile that even he had never seen before.

However, this smile was obviously not for him.

After the song was over, Han Xue sword was sheathed, and Ye Feng stood quietly on the stage. Many people were still immersed in the artistic conception created by the two of them and did not regain their senses.

Chu Weiwei turned around, looked at the handsome young man on the stage, leaned over and smiled, and confided, "Thank you!"

It's hard to find a bosom friend, after this song, Ye Feng's appearance has been deeply imprinted in her heart, she originally thought that no one could know or understand her daughter's thoughts, but today she met someone who is close to her heart.

Chu Weiwei sighed, thinking that even if someone understands, so what, from the day she was born in the Chu family, many things have already been doomed.

She looked at Sima Changkong, the man who was destined to be her husband, in his eyes, there was only a chill at the moment.

Chu Weiwei once told herself that maybe her future husband will be someone who understands her, pity her and love her, but Sima Changkong is obviously not. He doesn't understand anything, and he doesn't want to understand.

Chu Weiwei returned to her seat silently. At this moment, Ling Ao said: "It seems that the disciples of the Juggernaut can only play with flower guns and accompany dancers."

Many people laughed, although Ye Feng's performance just now made them intoxicated, but after all, this is a world that pays attention to strength, many people have seen Ye Feng's realm, the first stage of agility.

Such a low state came to participate in the Yuntian Banquet, it is too overreaching, and it will only be humiliated in vain.

Ye Feng looked at Ling Ao, this person had targeted him a lot from the beginning, and he even humiliated Mu Chen yesterday.

Ye Feng smiled, since his purpose today is to prove his talent to Chu Qianfeng, he needs an opponent with enough weight.

Ling Ao, the weight is not enough, but it can be used to warm up.

Ye Feng pointed at Ling Ao and said, "Then, do you dare to fight on stage?"

(End of this chapter)