Glancing Ji Qinglin's eyes up and down, Liu Feng couldn't help passing a bit of contempt underneath his eyes.

It's just that.

She gave birth to a good skin and femininity, and it is estimated that she is the generation who has lost her reputation.

Liu Feng is a book-wearing person. In the original plot, Ji Qinglin is just a character with the same background. He has never officially appeared on the stage. Liu Feng has never played against him head-on, so naturally he does not know him.

Liu Feng: "This is a matter between Xia Xia and Miss Gu. It has nothing to do with your Excellency?"

The red swordsman turned directly from the second floor and landed firmly beside Fu Yue, holding her in his arms, holding her shoulders with his slender fingers, the relationship between the two was obvious.

"Your harassment of Ji's fiancee in public, is this inappropriate?"

Fu Yue did not deny.

In the eyes of everyone, this is naturally acquiescence.

Liu Feng: "Impossible!"

He was very excited.

After all, Liu Feng has been thinking about Gu Youning for a long time. Now suddenly there was a Ji Qinglin plucking this delicate flower. Liu Feng couldn't be irritated to go crazy, he subconsciously grabbed Fu Yue's arm.

Ji Qing narrowed his eyes.

It is naturally impossible for him to let this salted pig hand touch Fu Yue.

The sharp sword light flashed.

A long sword crossed Liu Feng's neck.

The young man in red closed his thin lips together, "Please respect yourself."

The image of Ji Qinglin in front of people is generally modest and polite, and he has almost never been angry. This time he was forced to draw his sword directly, which was obviously a real anger.

Liu Feng met Ji Qinglin's eyes.

These narrow and beautiful peach blossom eyes, I don't know if it was Liu Feng's illusion. He seemed to see the pale gold flashes of these eyes, and the cold killing intent.

Liu Feng had never felt the danger of death so close to him.

Ever since he came to this world, got that system, and went all the way to the present, Liu Feng has always been smooth.

He had initially underestimated Ji Qinglin, but now he felt the suppression of his strength.

The powerful strength of this young man is not something he can match.

Liu Feng roared wildly in his heart.

[System, system, save me! Shouldn't my martial arts be matched by few people? Why was this man suppressed? ]

System: [...Ji Qinglin is the big boss of this world, the kind of person who even the children of luck have to avoid his edge, didn't I let you avoid him? What are you doing to provoke him when you are full? ]

Liu Feng went crazy: [Why are there such people? This is too unfair! ]

That system: "...You are ashamed to say that it is unfair? Liu Feng, have you been living comfortably for a long time, forgetting where everything comes from now?"

A person who relies solely on openness is embarrassed to say such things?

This system is somewhat skeptical.

Ah……

If the system 677 heard that this person was unified, it might laugh out loud.

why?

Because this is the deity of Heaven!

Ji Qinglin retracted his sword, and the red shirt cut across the air, "Go away."

Indifferent voice.

Ji Qinglin took Fu Yue's hand and walked out, Liu Feng didn't dare to stop them, Yu Yan trot and followed Fu Yue.

"Hey, hey, wait for me!"

Liu Feng pulled Luo Xi up. He glanced at the people in the inn. Not surprisingly, he saw the mocking of himself in their eyes and heard the ridicule in his ears.

"Tsk tusk tusk, martial arts rookie? It's not worth mentioning in front of Ji Gongzi."

"That is, a little boy who dare to challenge Ji Gongzi?"