Iron Cross Fire

Seeing Yue Feng's palm coming, Feng Lin was shocked and hurriedly used his palms to resist.

"Bang!"

The two of them exchanged palms, and Feng Lin's expression changed drastically! The body took several steps back!

"puff..."

Only a scream was heard, and Feng Lin spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned extremely red! Then he collapsed directly on the ground.

At this time, Feng Lin was extremely frightened. He stared at Yue Feng blankly, speechless!

Yue Feng chuckled, walked over, and looked at him coldly: "I saw your fiancée changing clothes. But I have apologized and given her a song. Your fiancée has become my disciple. But you came to kill me, tell me, should you die?"

When he said this, Yue Feng's eyes were flashing with murderous intent!

Plop.

Seeing Yue Feng's eyes, Feng Lin trembled and became dumbfounded.

The next second, he got up directly, knelt in front of Yue Feng, and begged: "Brother...big brother...no, master, master, please spare me. I won't dare to do it anymore. I just don't have balance in my heart." I really don’t dare to…”

Feng Lin was scared to death. He was really afraid that Yue Feng would kill him!

The corners of Yue Feng's mouth raised upwards, and his voice was cold: "Let me tell you, yesterday you led more than a thousand people to block me in the street. I didn't resist, but it doesn't mean I'm afraid of you. If I really want to take action, you and your Those men will all die."

As soon as the words fell, Yue Feng's internal energy surged out like crazy!

Feng Lin's heart trembled. Although he was a third-level martial saint, he was so suppressed by Yue Feng's aura that he almost suffocated!

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong..." Feng Lin shouted loudly and kept kowtowing. He believed what Yue Feng said was true. This person's aura is really terrifying.

Yue Feng took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, I believe you this time, and I won't be polite next time."

After saying that, he waved his hand: "Okay, you can go out."

To be honest, Yue Feng really wanted to kill Feng Lin.

But when you first come to this continent, it’s best not to cause trouble. The most important thing now is to get out of here quickly. His fiancée Xu Lu has a wide network of contacts and must have a way to help him get out of here.

After the words fell, Feng Lin was granted amnesty, and he nodded his head in gratitude: "Thank you, Master, thank you Master for sparing my life..." and then left the room dejectedly.

Yue Feng shook his head, exhaled, closed the door, and continued to meditate.

The next afternoon.

The lobby on the first floor of the wealthy family was bustling with people, almost lively.

Today is the day when Xu Lu sings a new song. People from all walks of life come here to support her. Not only the big shots in Haicheng are here, but also people from the four major sects are here.

In addition to these, all the reporters from Haicheng came and gathered around, taking photos and recording every beautiful moment of Xu Lu.

As Xu Lu's master, Yue Feng was specially placed in a VIP seat.

You know, it's not ordinary to be able to sit in the VIP seats in a wealthy family.

Yue Feng saw that most of the guests who came to the wealthy family were wearing silk coats, similar to Tang suits. Some were also wearing suits, but they were very old styles. They all look rich.

After looking around, Yue Feng's eyes fell on an old man not far away.

The old man, Feather Fan Lunjin, has the demeanor of a scholar and an elegant scholar. He is not weak in strength and is a fourth-level martial arts saint. Many people around him chat with him to please him.

But this old man is very arrogant.

"Sir, this old man's name is Chen Sheng, and he is an elder of Wenzong. Although he is not very strong, he is proficient in chess, calligraphy and painting, and has a high status in Wenzong." At this time, noticing Yue Feng's gaze, the man sitting next to him Xiao Xi couldn't help but whisper.

Yue Feng nodded silently.

At this time, almost all the guests had arrived, and Xu Lu slowly walked out from the backstage with a smile on her face.

Wow.

In an instant, everyone's eyes in the hall were focused on Xu Lu. At this moment, Xu Lu was completely the focus of the audience.

Many men's eyes widened when they saw it.

Yue Feng was also stunned for a moment and couldn't help but admire secretly.

Xu Lu is indeed famous, she is so charming.

At this time, Xu Lu was wearing a black cheongsam, with her graceful curves perfectly exposed. Her perfect face was painted with light makeup, making her unparalleled in beauty.

Click click click...

The reporters around were all crazy and kept taking pictures.

"Thank you for coming, thank you..."

"Now I sing a new song, I hope everyone likes it."

Xu Lu said softly.

As soon as the words fell, the whole place was filled with excitement, and everyone's faces were full of expectations.

When the scene was silent, the music slowly started playing. Xu Lu showed a smile and looked around the audience. Singing softly: "Sweet honey, your smile is so sweet, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze..."

A soft and ethereal voice sounded, and a beautiful melody echoed throughout the hall.

Wow..

This...this sounds so good.

In an instant, the whole audience cheered, and everyone was impressed by the singing!

This catchy music is really unforgettable! This song is not popular, God cannot tolerate it!

Everyone is immersed in the world of music. A few minutes later, Xu Lu finally finished singing and ended with a light smile, which was very charming.

"It sounds great, it sounds great."

"It's wonderful."

The whole audience cheered and applauded thunderously.

Xu Lu's face was full of joy. This new song performance was so perfect, and the effect was even better than she expected.

Thinking in her heart, Xu Lu couldn't help but look at Yue Feng with gratitude.

Just then, a figure stood up from the VIP seat and exclaimed: "Such a moving song, such a wonderful lyrics, Miss Xu Lu, may I ask who wrote this song for you?"

The person who spoke was Chen Sheng of Wen Zong.

Without waiting for Xu Lu to respond, Chen Sheng's expression revealed a bit of pride, and he said: "Let me guess, this person must be my Wen Zong's disciple, right."

Who else can write such an elegant song except the masters of Wen Zong?

As soon as the voice fell, many people around him flattered and echoed.

"Needless to say, it must be from Wen Zong."

"Who else can write such a song except the masters of Wen Zong?"

For a while, compliments and echoes continued to come, and everyone was trying their best to give Chen Sheng face.

You know, all the cities in the entire Dongao Continent are controlled by the four major sects. Among them, Wen Zong controls more than 30 cities. As an elder of Wen Zong, Chen Sheng has a very high status.

Now that Chen Sheng has spoken, who dares to say something sarcastic?

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Lu forced a smile and said to Chen Sheng: "Elder Chen, this song of mine was not written by your Wen Zong people."

As he said that, Xu Lu nodded politely at Yue Feng: "This is written by my master. For this, I want to thank my master in particular for writing such a wonderful song for me. Master, can you come up?"

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