Zongwu: This human emperor system is not serious

"It turns out that this person is Sikong Zhaixing, who is known as the world's best thief. No wonder Qinggong is so otherworldly."

Ye Fei thought to himself.

The strange man, who had just escaped from death, came back to his senses and looked at the flat syringe in Ye Fei's hand with horror in his eyes.

His wide sleeves were reduced to ashes after being pricked by a poisonous needle.

The viciousness of Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle can be seen from this.

If Sikong Zhaixing hadn't saved him just now, I'm afraid he would have disappeared forever like those sleeves.

"Murong Fu, I, Yu Canghai, admit defeat today, but don't be complacent. Injuring people with hidden arrows is not a hero. I, the Qingcheng faction, will come to find you sooner or later!"

The weirdo said a few words and left without looking back.

It wasn't that he didn't want to avenge the previous leader, but he was frightened by the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle in Ye Fei's hand and had to retreat temporarily.

"Yu Canghai?"

Hearing this name, Ye Fei couldn't help but be stunned.

The Qingcheng Sect in this world is really interesting. Yu Canghai is not the leader yet.

"cousin……"

Wang Yuyan moved and came to Ye Fei's side, looking at him uneasily.

She always felt that something was wrong with her cousin's state, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Cousin, are you okay?"

Ye Fei turned around and scanned the three women one by one.

I saw that the three women were pale, their breathing was uneven, and their condition was very poor.

Although they have made great progress recently, they lack combat experience. If Sikong Zhaixing hadn't wanted to hurt others, they would have been seriously injured.

"We're fine, cousin, why are these people attacking Murong Villa?"

Wang Yuyan asked with a frown.

"Yes, sir, we have no grudges against the Qingcheng faction, so why do they want to attack us?"

A'Zhu pouted his lips and said with a depressed look.

"The Qingcheng sect must have misunderstood. Their leader died due to his own martial arts, so naturally the blame falls on me."

"As for Sikong Zhaixing, he probably just came to steal books and happened to get together with them."

Ye Fei covered his eyebrows and said.

When everyone heard this, they understood.

This is another disaster caused by the young master's "treat someone else's way and do it to him in return."

This skill is indeed wonderful, but the ability to cause trouble is also top-notch. Ever since the master started practicing, trouble has never stopped.

"Sir, we are late!"

At this moment, several figures rushed over.

It turned out that Deng Baichuan and others were worried about Ye Fei's safety, so they rushed over as soon as the fighting over there ended.

"You came just in time, how is the situation over there?"

Ye Fei glanced at everyone and asked.

"The enemy has retreated!"

Deng Baichuan answered respectfully.

"No, no, sir, the enemy was defeated and fled. We have won."

Bao BuTong waved a fan and walked out slowly.

"Brother Bao!"

Deng Baichuan felt that Bao BuTong's words seemed to be asking for credit, so he glared at him.

Then he apologized to Ye Fei Gong: "We were not considerate enough, which caused the villa to be attacked. Please punish me, Master!"

"You have tried your best, so don't blame yourself anymore."

Ye Fei waved his hand.

The victory of this battle must be attributed to Deng Baichuan and others.

Although it was true that he was negligent in not receiving the information beforehand, it was understandable that the incident happened suddenly.

After a pause, Ye Fei spoke again: "How are the casualties, brothers?"

"17 of our troops were killed and more than 80 were injured. The enemy had more than 400 people. Half of them were left behind and the rest escaped."

Reported by Deng Baichuan.

Ye Fei couldn't help but feel his heart sinking when he heard that his brothers had suffered such heavy casualties.

"Take good care of the funeral affairs of your brothers!"

Ye Fei ordered.

"Yes, we will obey your orders!"

Everyone clasped their fists and left Huanshi Water Pavilion.

Ye Fei took Wang Yuyan and others to check the scene, comforting the casualties along the way and revealing his true feelings, which moved everyone very much.

Wang Yuyan and the two maids also took the initiative to help Ye Fei share the burden and began to treat the wounded and deal with the aftermath.

This time, the enemies are coming with force, including not only big forces like Qinjiazhuang and Qingcheng Faction, but also some small forces who want to fish in troubled waters.

All added up, there are nearly 500 people, which is a very powerful force.

They thought that since Murong Villa was unprepared, it must not be their opponent.

Unexpectedly, four first-class masters suddenly appeared in Murong Villa's Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, so they were stunned as soon as the game started.

If not, the casualties at Murong Villa would have been even greater.

But even so, the losses at Murong Villa were considerable. Not to mention the damage to the buildings, the damage to the exotic flowers and trees in the villa alone was worth tens of thousands.

Looking at the mess in front of him, Ye Fei was both heartbroken and angry.

The small Qinjiazhuang and Qingcheng sect dare to come and stroke the tiger's beard at Murong Villa, which really treats them as sick cats.

It seems that Murong Villa is not strong enough!

Although Qinjiazhuang and Qingcheng Sect are not small, they are not even a little bit worse than the top sects.

Murong Villa still has a hard time facing off against these two forces. If it faces against the top sects in the future, I'm afraid it won't be enough.

"Report!"

Suddenly, a villager ran over shouting.

"Master, Master Xuanbei from Shaolin Temple is visiting!"

"Master Xuanbei, what is he here for?"

Ye Fei was a little confused.

They had just experienced a war, and the Shaolin Temple sent people to the door. Could it be that they were related to the sneak attack just now?

Logically speaking, an upright sect like Shaolin should not be able to do such a thing.

However, Ye Fei still had an extra thought.

After all, you cannot have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. Who can sometimes tell the difference between the so-called good and evil in the world?

"Go and invite Master Xuanbei in!"

Ye Fei ordered.

Zhuang Ding said "yes" and ran out.

Not long after, an old monk wearing cassocks walked in. He had a kind face and kind eyes, but his face was sad and his expression was heavy.

Behind him were four middle-aged monks, all of whom were tall and strong, with bulging temples. They all obviously had good cultivation skills.

Among these five people, Xuanbei is considered a first-rate master, and the other four, if not first-rate masters, are at the peak of second-rate status.

It is indeed the Shaolin Temple!

This foundation is really remarkable. A few people randomly sent out have such cultivation, which is almost as good as the previous Murong Villa.

"I didn't know that Master Xuanbei is coming. I'm sorry that I missed you so much, but I hope you'll forgive me!"

Ye Fei stepped forward with a smile on his face.

"Amitabha, donor Murong is so polite. I came at the wrong time and was a bit presumptuous. Please don't blame me."

Xuanbei clasped his hands together and said.

Old monk, you really came at the wrong time. This can easily cause misunderstandings.

Ye Fei thought this in his heart.

But you can only think about this in your heart. If you say it out loud, you will offend others.

The true heritage of a top sect like Shaolin that has been passed down for thousands of years is unfathomable. Who knows how many masters are hidden behind it.

Only Ye Fei knows that this generation of Shaolin has first-class masters such as "Sandu", "Si Kong", "Qi Xuan" and "Bafang".

In addition, there is a sweeping monk hidden in the Sutra Pavilion!

Therefore, when dealing with Shaolin, it is best not to offend him.

"I wonder what you are doing here, Master?"

Ye Fei asked.

"Donor Murong, Lao Na wants to ask you, have you been to Xixia recently?"

Xuan Bei stared at Ye Fei closely and asked.

"Xixia?"

Ye Fei felt a shiver in his heart and felt a little bad, but he still replied: "To be honest with you, master, I have indeed been there."

"Well, let me ask you, have you ever seen my junior brother Xuanku!"

Xuan Bei raised his eyebrows and said.