When Gu Ying saw her brother fighting with others, she grabbed Ye Feng's sleeve and said, "Dad, brother won't be hurt."
Ye Feng knelt down, touched Gu Ying's head, and said with a smile, "Do you want me to bring him back, dad?"
This time, it was Ye Feng who took the initiative to make the request that Sakura might make. After all, Ye Feng really started to treat Sakura as his daughter, even though he was an adopted daughter.
"Well, Xiaoying begged her father to bring her brother back." Gu Ying said.
Ye Feng thought to himself: Xiaoying is really sensible. She knows that her father also needs the qualifications to intervene in this matter, so she begs herself just like she begged Gu Yiyao last time. He is really a good and sensible boy who is as big as a kid.
"When Dad appears on the stage, he must be more handsome!" Gu Ying added.
Ye Feng said: "Okay, I will take action at the critical moment."
Ye Feng suddenly had the urge to smash his previous idea that Sakura was sensible and throw it into the trash can. My dear daughter, what I like about your father is keeping a low profile. How come you are so high-profile that you want my father to die? Don’t you know the principle of shooting the first bird? Don’t you know the importance of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?
Ye Feng was silent, because it was really possible that Gu Ying didn't know. She is just a child, hoping that her father will be admired by everyone, so that she will be complacent. This is similar to the way children in kindergarten quarrel with each other: "My father is the chief" and "My father is the policeman."
Gu Xun'er looked at Ye Feng and smiled without saying a word. Naturally, she knew that Ye Feng had always been low-key in life and work. It was really difficult for him to meet this "master" who always asked her to be high-profile.
Seeing that Gu Xun'er was laughing at him, Ye Feng said, "From now on, my daughter's moral education will be left to you, the mother-in-law, to be responsible for."
"Okay." Gu Xun'er agreed with a smile. Although Gu Xun'er was pretending to be calm, she still had a slight blush.
. . .
In the competition field, Gu Lie launched a crazy attack on Gu Wenhao, as if he was crazy. Although this is stupid, there is no way around it. His realm is only the first level of body training, and his realm of swordsmanship has not even reached the entrance to the sharp sword realm. He can only be regarded as half-step to the sharp sword realm. After all, Gu Lie can only fumble to practice swordsmanship on his own, so his advancement is naturally slow. The other party is actually at the first level of foundation building. Although it is accumulated with the elixirs provided by the family, it is still foundation building. Moreover, Gu Wenhao had a kendo teacher to teach him kendo, so his kendo has reached the soft sword realm. So he had no chance of winning at all. All you can do is try your best.
Then give up, no! Absolutely not! I have to become stronger, otherwise how can I protect Gu Ying, my last relative, my parents are gone, and I don’t want to lose my last sister, so I must become stronger. There is no requirement to be strong, and I have no desire to stand out or surpass the geniuses of the clan. As long as I am strong enough to protect myself and my sister, it is enough. So no matter how little the resources are, you must get them back.
Gu Lie's seemingly fierce sword moves were actually just what they meant, but they were perfectly resolved by Gu Wenhao's free and elegant block, slash, and thrust.
In fact, Gu Wenhao can open the spiritual shield, but Gu Lie has no ability to break the shield. If it weren't for Gu Wenhao, who wanted to show off his self-proclaimed unparalleled swordsmanship, Gu Lie's sword wouldn't even be able to touch Gu Wenhao's sword.
Gu Wenhao said in his heart: You must know that the sword in your hand is a low-grade spiritual weapon made from rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures. It is incomparable to an ordinary person like you.
"I said you are not even qualified to be my sparring partner. You are still a barbarian who cannot understand reason. You are not worthy of standing in front of me."
As he spoke, Gu Wenhao suddenly burst out with spiritual power, and Gu Lie, who was about to use his sword, was suddenly thrown away by the wave of spiritual power. Gu Lie rolled out a long way before he stopped and slowly sat up, looking very embarrassed.
"Since you don't understand the truth, I will cripple your hands and feet now and let you experience the cruelty of reality by yourself!"
As he spoke, Gu Wenhao rubbed his body and stabbed Gu Lie's tendons and hamstrings with his sword, very viciously.
But at this moment, a wall of strong wind blades erupted between Gu Lie and Gu Wenhao, blocking the gap between the two. Gu Wenhao withdrew his sword half a beat late, and the sword, a low-grade spiritual weapon, was directly crushed into powder. Gu Wenhao quickly retreated and used the spiritual shield to prevent the opponent in the dark from having any back-ups.
When the people in the competition field and the spectators in the audience were looking for who made the move, they suddenly discovered that huge wing-like shadows appeared on the ground, and at the same time, there were several beautiful sticks in front of everyone. White feathers were drifting in the wind in front of their eyes, and the whole world seemed to turn pure white, and everyone couldn't help but look up. I saw a man in white floating in the sky, with a pair of huge crystal-white wings behind him. Of course it was Ye Feng.
The wings folded upwards, and Ye Feng fell downwards toward the stage of the competition. Just when his feet were about to touch the stage, the pair of huge wings flapped like the wings of a bird, causing Ye Feng's body to stop firmly. . The scattered strong wind caused by this forced the people in the audience to take a few steps back involuntarily. At the same time, countless beautiful white feathers fell from Ye Feng's side like snowflakes. This scene was indescribably beautiful and holy. . It makes people feel like they are in a fairyland dream.
. . .
Gu Ying clapped her hands happily while Gu Xun'er smiled bitterly.
Suddenly a voice rang out from behind: "It's really difficult for such a low-key person to make such a high-profile appearance."
Because this voice was too familiar, Gu Xun'er subconsciously replied: "Yes, mother. It is indeed difficult for Feng."
What did Gu Xun'er realize immediately? When he turned around, he found his mother Gu Xi standing alone behind him.
Because Ye Feng came quietly, she planned to send him away quietly. She had not thought about how to explain to her parents when she met Ye Feng before he left, so Gu Xun'er was a little confused and panicked at this moment.
Gu Xi looked at Gu Xun'er's look and naturally knew what she was thinking. After all, she gave birth to her child, so she smiled and said: "Xun'er, you and he have done so many good things in the clan, now you want to keep a low profile. How is it possible to send people away?”
Gu Xi paused for a moment and continued: "After all, we have already forced people to give birth to children, haven't they?"
Gu Xun'er's face instantly turned red when she heard this. She knew that Sister Lingyun should have told her mother everything in detail, because this was Sister Lingyun's character.
As he spoke, Gu Xi stopped teasing his blushing daughter who dared not speak, and looked at Ye Feng in the competition field in the distance. He didn't know what he was thinking: "Is your name Ye Feng? That look is so beautiful, like, just picture..."
"Just like an angel." Gu Xun'er said.
"Angel?" Gu Xi said slowly.
