She walked towards Ye Zhenfeng and said, "Zhenfeng, I've cooked a bowl of beef noodles for you. You can try it while it's hot!"
Just as Ye Zhenfeng was about to speak, Han Ziyue turned around and went back to her room.
Zhuo Qi said deliberately: "What's wrong with Mr. Han? Why did he leave as soon as I came? Is there something shady between you two?"
Ye Zhenfeng sighed helplessly, and then said: "Zhuo Qi, actually you don't need to be so nice to me."
Zhuo Qi smiled and said: "If I am not good to you, who can I be good to? Come and try my skills!"
After saying that with a shy look on his face, Ye Zhenfeng remembered what his adoptive mother Li Ge once said to him. On that day, Meng Tianyan, the leader of the Magic Clothes Cult, came to Ye's house to look for Ye Canghen. Li Ge reminded him to make it clear to Zhuo Qi. ,Avoid misunderstanding.
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Zhuo Qi, there is something I want to make clear to you."
Zhuo Qi lowered his head and said shyly: "What's the matter, tell me."
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Let's go to the room and talk."
He was worried that telling Zhuo Qi about this would make Zhuo Qi feel embarrassed. According to Zhuo Qi's fiery temper, he might even cry and make a fuss, which would not end well if others saw him.
Han Ziyue, who was leaning by the door, had already heard their conversation outside, and she suddenly felt unhappy. Although she intended to withdraw, she still couldn't let go of Ye Zhenfeng's attitude.
He cursed in a low voice: "What on earth do we have to talk about in the room? Damn Ye Zhenfeng, damn Ye Zhenfeng, how could you do this to me? Humph!"
When she said this, she felt her heart beating violently, and a wave of demonic breath surged up, as if it wanted to break out of her body. She immediately sat cross-legged and began to meditate and adjust her breath, trying to suppress the demonic breath.
The devil's breath surged wantonly in her Yuan Hai, and the red Yuan Hai in her body was like waves. She gritted her teeth and suppressed it forcefully, sweating on her forehead.
I thought to myself, why am I so impulsive? Now that she has decided to quit, she should be pure and devoid of desires. She should not be angry about love, let alone be jealous. This is not like herself at all.
But then I thought again, I don’t know the origin of love, and it is difficult to control it. If there is love in my heart, I will naturally have the desire to possess it. How can I avoid being jealous? Feelings of love, hate, insanity and anger.
Here, Ye Zhenfeng returned to the room and looked at Zhuo Qi who cared so much about him. For a moment, he didn't know how to speak.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Zhuo Qi obviously didn't take it to heart. While scooping out the beef soup from the can, he said:
"Beef noodles should be eaten while they are hot, otherwise they will not taste good when they are cold! In order to preserve the temperature of the beef soup, I specially used an earthen pot to cook the beef soup, and then pour it on the noodles when eating, so that both beef and beef noodles are cooked. It has a strong aroma and the noodles taste strong.”
"The beef noodles I cooked are excellent. It's a pity that you didn't eat them back then. By the way, when I went to Dayang Mansion to find you, they said that your soul was destroyed and it was no longer possible to practice martial arts. Why are you martial arts now? How can a soul be so strong and learn such advanced martial arts?"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "After I left Da Yang Mansion, I had another adventure. I became a disciple of an expert, and that's how I achieved my current level of cultivation."
Zhuo Qi looked at him and asked with a smile: "Who is this master? Is there anyone more powerful than Elder Lan in the world of Jiuzhou?"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "It's not convenient to say Master's name, and he doesn't want others to know his name."
Zhuo Qi nodded and said: "Oh, but I still don't understand. Without Hun Tian, how can you practice Wu Hun Ling? Looking at the entire Nine Continents and Four Seas,
People without Yuan Hai or Hun Tian cannot practice Wu Hun Ling. How can you? "
Ye Zhenfeng explained: "Actually, I rely on my spiritual consciousness to cultivate my divine martial spirit."
Zhuo Qi tilted his head and asked, "What? You said spiritual consciousness..."
Ye Zhenfeng thought to himself that all eight meridians were now destroyed. He thought he could repair it with the Xuanyou Immortal Pillow. Unexpectedly, after so many days of trying, he failed, and he couldn't help but show a look of despair on his face.
Seeing that he seemed to no longer want to talk about this topic, Zhuo Qi said, "By the way, just now you said you had something to tell me."
Ye Zhenfeng nodded, and then said to Zhuo Qi very seriously: "Zhuo Qi, I told you back then that it was impossible for you and me to be together, and it is the same now. I hope you can understand. What's more, I already have someone I like. She is a human being, and I don’t want her to be sad.”
Zhuo Qi's eyes suddenly filled with tears. She held back the tears and said stubbornly: "You really don't like me at all? I have waited so hard for you for so many years in vain..."
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Zhuo Qi, you have to understand that love cannot be bought by waiting. If you don't love you, it will be useless no matter how long you wait. Even if you wait until the sea is gone, I will never fall in love with you."
He is not a decisive person, but if he is not decisive, he will probably hurt her even more. Moreover, due to Zhuo Qi's intervention, Han Ziyue was injured, which he did not want to see.
Zhuo Qi cried and said: "Ye Zhenfeng, you are so cruel, you actually said such things to me!"
She slammed the bowl of beef noodles in her hand to the ground, and the bowl immediately fell into pieces, just like her broken heart at the moment.
Ye Zhenfeng shook his head helplessly and sighed: "I'm sorry Zhuo Qi, I have to do this, otherwise I will make you trapped in the mud and it will only hurt you in the end."
"Who do you like?" Zhuo Qi asked, glaring at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.
Ye Zhenfeng reached out and clenched his fist, but could not say Han Ziyue's name, so he finally stopped talking.
Zhuo Qi wiped her tears and said, "I know even if you don't tell me, is he the one named Han Yue?"
Ye Zhenfeng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't argue.
Zhuo Qi shook her head in disbelief, took a few steps back, and said, "Ye Zhenfeng, I never thought... you would actually like a man!"
After saying that, he ran out angrily.
Unexpectedly, he bumped into Bai Miaoluo's arms. Bai Miaoluo almost fell down, but Zhuo Qi pushed him away, covered his face, turned and ran away.
Bai Miao fell into the room and asked Ye Zhenfeng: "Brother Ye, what's wrong with Miss Zhuo? She seems to be crying."
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Brother Bai, it's okay. It's just that I made something clear to her just now, which made her unhappy."
Bai Miaoluo patted him on the shoulder, and then said sincerely: "I shouldn't have interfered with the affairs between you, but this woman is jealous, just like two birds in the forest, they love to fight, and they fight for a high branch. I see the two The fight between the two girls will get better after a while..."
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Brother Bai, you misunderstood. In fact, Zhuo Qi and I really have nothing to do with each other. The only person I like is Ziyue."
Bai Miaoluo smiled and said: "I'm afraid it's not just me who misunderstood, but Miss Han feels the same way. After all, you were unconscious that day, but Miss Zhuo Qi said in front of everyone that she was your unmarried wife. "
"What?!" Ye Zhenfeng was stunned and asked again: "Is this really happening?"
Bai Miaoluo nodded and said: "Qian Zhen
Absolutely true. "
Ye Zhenfeng frowned and suddenly realized:
"No wonder Ziyue always ignores me during this period. No wonder, Brother Bai, the matter between me and Zhuo Qi is really just a misunderstanding. When I was young, I once saved her and also helped the Fiery Sect. , his father wanted to betroth Zhuo Qi to me."
"But I didn't agree at the time, and something happened later. It was six years later when we met again, and I didn't know that Zhuo Qi had been waiting for me. Alas... in short, everything was a misunderstanding."
Bai Miaoluo said: "Brother Ye, Miss Zhuo has been waiting for you for the past six years. It can be seen that Miss Zhuo likes you very much. Emotional matters between men and women are difficult to deal with. As the saying goes, if they cannot be solved, they are still chaotic. But these things It's useless for you to explain to me, it's better to explain it to Miss Han in front of her to avoid misunderstanding."
Ye Zhenfeng nodded, feeling that what Bai Miaoluo said was reasonable.
After Bai Miaoluo left, he was going to find Han Ziyue to explain. He stood outside Han Ziyue's door for a long time, but he didn't dare to knock on her door.
I thought to myself, no wonder Ziyue was angry with me during this period. After all, Zhuo Qi actually said that she was my fiancée in front of so many people. How could she not be angry? It's really strange that I have such a stupid head. How could Ziyue, a reasonable person like me, lose his temper with me for no reason? He must be very angry to do this.
"Dong dong dong..." He hesitated again and again, and finally made up his mind and knocked on Han Ziyue's door.
Han Ziyue frowned, still meditating in the room and had no time to pay attention.
The knock on the door was heard again, and then Ye Zhenfeng's voice came: "Ziyue, I know why you are angry. It turns out that Zhuo Qi said in front of everyone that I didn't come through the door. Ziyue, everything is just a misunderstanding. You have to believe me. Zhuo Qi is not my unmarried wife. Please open the door and listen to my explanation... Ziyue..."
Han Ziyue's brows furrowed even more, and she was so confused that she couldn't help but feel a surge of blood. She spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fainted on the ground.
Ye Zhenfeng could only hear the noise coming from the room, and hurriedly pushed the door open and saw Han Ziyue lying sideways on the ground. Her white clothes were stained with blood, her eyes were closed tightly, and she fell motionless on the ground.
He screamed in fright, rushed in, picked her up, and put her on the bed.
"Ziyue, Ziyue..." He first stretched out his hand to explore her breathing. He was very worried when he saw that her breathing was weak and her face was pale.
Ye Zhenfeng had also learned some medical skills when he was in Da Yang Mansion. Knowing that she was suffering from anxiety, he immediately helped her up and made her sit cross-legged. Then he activated the divine martial spirit with his palms and injected it into her body. in vivo.
The powerful Shenwu soul was led to Yuan Hai, and then she struck out with both palms, drawing the congestion out of her body. Han Ziyue spat out another mouthful of blood, and then lay softly in his arms. After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at him with haggard eyes without saying a word.
He held her in his arms distressedly and said softly: "I'm sorry, I hurt you."
She frowned slightly, her heart softened, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch his handsome brow, sighing helplessly.
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Ziyue, that day you fought with Zhuo Qi over me on the sword trial stage, but why are you retreating again and again now? Don't you love me anymore? Have you forgotten? Have we made our vows to each other?"
