Chapter 249: Game Yemen

"what?"
Ning Wufeng heard the fog in the clouds.
The freshman disciple was dumb, with a nervous expression, shaking Ning Wufeng's sleeve hard.
"Don't worry, make it clear. Who was arrested?" Ning Wufeng asked.
"Brother Ning."
"I'm here."
"Oh, yes, Brother Liu and Sister Lin have been taken away." The freshman disciple looked anxiously, incoherently.
"Has been arrested? When did anyone do it?" Ning Wufeng asked immediately.
But the freshman disciple didn't know if it was nervous or what happened. He spoke incoherently and pulled Ning Wufeng towards the outside.
With Ning Wufeng, he headed towards Lin Yuqing's courtyard.
"Leaf killer, I take care of myself!"
Ning Wufeng saw the eight characters on the door frame, and his face sank. Is it the Ye family?
The freshman took him to Liu Wenchuan's courtyard, which also had these words.
So brave, the Ye family dared to come to Huxin Island to catch people.
"When did things happen?" Ning Wufeng asked.
"I ... I found it this morning." The freshman looked at Ning Wufeng nervously.
"Have you informed Sister Ruan Yue and Brother Wan Shi?"
"He ... they don't ... aren't there." The freshman felt the sorrow of Ning Wufeng's face, and his words were stubborn.
Ning Wufeng's face moved and said, "When they come back, you inform them as soon as possible. I'll go out first."
He turned and strode out of the courtyard.
The scratching head scratched his head, and the babbling who talked suddenly raised his head, looking at Ning Wufeng's back, a faint flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
He moved and disappeared into the courtyard.
Ning Wufeng didn't notice that Ye Family had sent someone before and was stopped by him. But Ye Qiu is a child of the Ye family's grandfather. How can Ye family give up after his death!
Ye Qiongtian acted so aggressively, how could he frighten himself?
If Lin Yuqing and Liu Wenchuan fall into his hands, they will have to end up suffering and even worry about their lives.
After half an hour.
Ning Wufeng's eyes closed, and he looked up at the thick plaque on his head.
Yefu!
Phnom Penh is inlaid with plaques, carved with jade, and the words reveal the body. Between vertical and horizontal, exuberant momentum.
"Stop!" A loud yell, a group of guards blocked Ning Wufeng.
The guard's long-eyed squinted at Ning Wufeng, seeing that he wasn't dressed like a noble man, and his face was disdainful.
People who come to Ye's house every day are like crossing the river. The people who want to knot the Ye family are like catkins, countless.
Ning Wufeng glanced at him lightly and said, "I want to see Ye Qiongtian."
The captain looked surprised, stared at him with wide eyes, and drew his ears, and smiled, "I'm not mistaken, who do you want to see?"
"Ye, Qiong, Tian!" Ning Wufeng said word by word.
"Presumptuous!" The guard halted, and the guard behind him was startled, but Ning Wufeng's face remained unchanged.
"Smelly boy, do you know what this place is, and I can let you growl in front of Ye's house?"
The first seven officials in the prime minister's door. Even the dignitaries of Zhao Guo dare not speak loudly in front of Ye's house.
Even when many distinguished officials passed by Ye's door, they had to get off and walk to show their respect for Ye.
Ning Wufeng dared to call Ye Qiutian's name in front of Ye's house. In the eyes of the guard, this is a big deal.
"You are snarling." Ning Wufeng said softly.
"Presumptuous!" Said the guard with a long voice, such as Hong Lei, angrily.
The guards behind him yelled twice in a row, and they were all shocked.
"Come on!" The captain grabbed a guard and shoved in front of Ning Wufeng.
The group of guards suddenly realized, sword sword light, came towards Ning Wufeng.
"Undead Li."
Ning Wufeng found a golden spirit sword from his sleeve, which is exactly the spirit sword!
The Sword of Slaying was extremely sharp, and when the head guard saw it, his heart sank, and he felt the killing breath from that sword light.
His face changed, and the guards behind him stopped. One and two looked at Ning Wufeng with anxiety.
"Give me!" The guard yelled, kicking himself on one's ass.
"What the isn't Li's family, I'll see if I can't beat you! This is the Ye family, and I can't tolerate you as a kid!
Ning Wufeng stunned, it seems that the reputation of the undead Li family is not so great.
Suddenly I felt deceived by Li Yao.
Whisper ...
One sword cut directly to Ning Wufeng's chest, and the sword light in his hand was closed. Jiulingqiao's spiritual power was violent, his body moved, and he leaned against a guard.
The guard was surprised, only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Ning Wufeng had already leaned in, and then he was hit by a strong band in his hand and slammed into the scoring sword sword that came around.
clank……
The sword light swelled, the blade shadow permeated.
Ning Wufeng was so full of spiritual strength. After more than ten minutes, only one of the guards was standing.
It was the guard who was killed by his knife.
With a loose hand, the guard fell to the ground softly.
The guards in one place lay horizontally, all screaming in awkwardness.
The captain looked at Ning Wufeng in horror. The monks in the purple lake area thought that they could not defeat the guards so quickly.
He looked dull and snarled. "Shit, this isn't a place where you can scatter the wild."
The blade of light surged, and the spiritual power roared out, full of war, and rushing towards Ning Wufeng.
Vientiane Sen Luo Yin!
Ning Wufeng's left hand was full of strong black gas, and the light flickered, turning it into a scene of everything, and the big seal waved out.
Slammed and hit the guard's knife light. He looked like a cannonball, smashed out and smashed the door of Ye's house.
Ning Wufeng waved his robe and Shi Shiran walked past him.
"Thank you." He smiled slightly, and thanked the guard for helping him open the door.
But as soon as he stepped into the door of Ye's house, Ning Wufeng immediately felt an astonishing momentum that instantly locked himself in. This momentum was somewhat familiar.
Humber!
Ye Qiongtian's personal butler.
The buzzing sword light in Ning Wufeng's hand bounced, and a slight smile appeared on his mouth.
"Come out, otherwise, you should know how powerful this sword is," he said lightly.
"Undead Li."
A sound of surprise sounded, the voice was ethereal, and only heard the sound of the sound of the hunting ground breaking, a figure in purple clothes came over from afar.
It's Humber!
Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly. Before that, Hong Bo was just a monk in the middle of the purple lake. But now that he has become stronger, when he looks at him again with the cultivating psychic eye, he can no longer see through.
The pupil moved slightly.
How can Ye Qintian be regarded as a confidant, how easy it is.
"So you know the undead Li family?" Ning Wufeng said softly, turned his head and glanced at the guard behind, whooping in pain.
Hong Bo waved his sleeves to signal them to leave.
"Undead Li, the old man knows it naturally," he said loudly, his voice full of vitality. "You should be the sword of Li Yao given by you."
There was a slight smile on Ning Wufeng's face and he said, "Yes."
The Sword of Slaying was agitated by his spiritual power. The sword light rang, and the rushing momentum of the waves made the guards scramble to escape.
Hong Bo smiled and said, "Put away your gadgets. Come with me."
Gizmos?
Ning Wufeng raised his eyebrows, but even this monk could kill him, it was a gadget in front of him.
He was increasingly unable to understand Hong Bo's strength.
Putting down the Sword of Slaying, he followed Hong Bo over.
Since Hong Bo knew that the Li family was not dead, Ning Wufeng was not afraid that they would be a black hand to himself. And even if they were undercover, he was ready.
After turning a few familiar corridors, I came to the water pavilion.
Ye Qiongtian is playing with people, and the tea is dazzling. Ning Wufeng could not see clearly the face of the gamer.
He subconsciously used the lake-building psychic eye to observe, but the man still looked as if he were in the clouds and mist.
How is this going?
Ning Wufeng was puzzled, why all these strange people met today. Strong people have emerged on this day?
After Hong Bo brought Ning Wufeng, he stood quietly aside.
Ye Qiongtian played a game with people, but did not look at Ning Wufeng, leaving him to stand outside the pavilion alone.
After Ning Wufeng waited for a while, the game of the two seemed to be stuck.
He was concerned about the safety of Liu Wenchuan and others, and Shen Sheng shouted, "Master Ye, I don't know where my two younger brothers and sisters are now?"
However, all three in the pavilion turned a deaf ear.
Ning Wufeng's face moved, and Jiu Lingqiao was stirred up. Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue also started to work, and his robe was hunting.
"Ye Jiazhu, where are my siblings now?"
The sound of thunder was astonishing, and a violent wind blew away, rippling a pool of fresh lotus leaves. It was deep winter, but the new lotus in the pool was growing vigorously.
Ye Qiongtian's and Yi's robes were blown up, but they remained motionless.
Ning Wufeng couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart, right?
He flipped his hands and took Tong Youdi from the bag of space. There was a fascination in the black flute body, which was slightly hidden.
Whoo ...
Ning Wu wind twirled the tongue fur, the spiritual power was stirred, and the sound of the flute instantly dispersed. Blowing this soul sacrifice spirit soldier with the power of nine spirits, the power is greatly increased.
The fairy cranes and beasts in the courtyard were shocked. Hurried anxiously.
The fairy grass and spirit flowers in the courtyard were drawn out, and the intricate spiritual power was submerged into the sound of the flute of Ning Wufeng.
Of course, the first one is the person in the hall.
Hong Bo's eyes showed a strange color, and the corner of his mouth smiled slightly. On the robes where Ye Qiongtian hunted and hunted, spiritual power flowed.
A chess piece was rolled up by the sound of the flute.
"Haha, it seems that this game of chess is endless." The opposite gamer laughed, the wind blew, and his gray hair danced wildly with the wind.
But Ning Wufeng still couldn't see his face clearly.
"Presumptuous!" Ye Qiongtian whispered, and in Ning Wufeng's ears, he was not afraid of the thunder and blast, and forced him back a few steps far away.
The flute stopped abruptly.
Ning Wufeng's face was red with blood, rushed against his throat against the blood, and was crushed down by him.