Of course, Ye Fengsheng could detect the underlying aning in Qiu Yun's words of "turning big issues into small ones," but at this mont, he wasn't truly inclined to entangle a small figure to do more. Qiu Yun could simply expose the matter. The rain of the Qin State wasn't suitable for him; how to handle it in the future would depend on the attitude of the rain from the Qin State.
Pushing open the door, walking down the hospital steps, Ye Fengsheng showed no reaction. Qiu Yun, a bit impatient at first, said, "Truly a ghost that never dies! Ye Fengsheng, how could you provoke these people!"
Afterwards, she quickly took two steps and tossed a spirit elf from above, hitting it from the vent in the front corridor, directly striking the lush tree.
Countless branches shook violently, and a shadow vanished into the darkness under the cover of night.
The sound of Ye Feng remained still, quietly observing everything happening in front of her. Even though her face was expressionless, her heart was already pounding.
What happened to ? How could such an obvious assassination event go unnoticed?
Qiu Yun looked back at Ye Fengsheng at that mont, a hint of suspicion flashing in her eyes: "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing."
Ye Fengsheng shook his head, indicating that he was okay, freeing himself from his contemplation.
Saying such things would only frighten the two won more. Better to hide it in his heart and try to use the gathering spirit array to stimulate his spirit, break through the constraints, and if not, then first return his heart. Without power, there is no power.
The contracted pupils slowly returned to their original state. Ye Fengsheng tried to relax his expression, but at this mont he couldn't shake off the fear brought by the golden box.
Even as a middle-aged mber of ancient tis, under the conspiracy of this golden box, he was assassinated by 14 family nations without knowing it, losing his spiritual soul. How could he remain calm?
"Ye Feng's voice?"
Within a short ti, Qiu Yun noticed many emotional changes in Ye Feng's deanor, which made Ye Feng appear very strange. At least, in her impression, she had always been proud, with the bamboo sound of Ye Feng in her chest. She had never shown such emotions before.
"How did you recover it?"
Forcing a smile, Ye Fengsheng's voice pretended to be cloudy, as the gentle breeze blew, but the smile was extrely strained and difficult.
"What's wrong with this box?"
They were all people from interpersonal realms. At this ti, not to ntion Qiu Yun, even the rain from Qin Chaoyu felt sothing was wrong with Ye Fengsheng's mood and slowly slowed down the car. She and Qiu Juan looked at Ye Feng's voice, seemingly indifferent at this mont, but actually panicked.
"Lose it."
Opening the window, Ye Fengsheng reached out to take the golden box from Qiu Yun's hand, but the mont they touched, Qiu Yun noticed a slight unnatural tremor in the wrist.
The night wind dispersed the temperature in the car, making the small space seem a bit cold.
Without his own realm as a base, Ye Fengsheng finally felt up close how intense Qiu Yun's aura was towards this woman. This inexplicable pressure, this oppressive examination, and the inertia of being in a high position for a long ti were enough to make soone fall to the ground.
"Ye Fengsheng, tell what happened!"
The palm held no strength. Qiu Yun easily pulled the box back from Ye Fengsheng's hand, watching Ye Fengsheng's body sway due to inertia. Her eyes held a grave expression.
"Do you understand?"
Sowhat helpless, Ye Fengsheng could only avoid Qiu Yun's gaze, weakly speaking but unwilling to just et Qin Chaoyu before him, taking a fleeting glance and sighing.
"What happened, Mr. Ye?"
Qin Chaoyu looked at the distance between Qiu Yun and Ye Fengsheng, the scene before her filled with doubt.
She didn't know why, but she always felt that after waking up, Ye Feng's voice felt a bit strange. Maybe before, she vaguely suspected and mistakenly thought it was her own illusion, but the scene just now made her more firm in her judgnt!
Because in the past, in the disputes between Ye Fengsheng and Qiu Yun, Qiu Yun was always defeated. But now, it was Ye Fengsheng who voluntarily surrendered!
Amazing!
"Drive," he said.
After a brief silence, Ye Feng said, "Drive to the villa at Linjiang Mountain."
"I can't drive!" Qiu Yun stopped: "If you don't speak clearly, don't think about going to Linjiang Mountain!"
Gradually turning his neck and focusing his attention on Qiu Yun's eyes, after a mont of silence, Ye Fengsheng said, "Then go to Xu Bo's ho; the spirit is gathering there."
Unwilling, Qiu Yun shouted, "Ye Fengsheng's voice! Do you have to do this?"
With a helpless shake of his head, Ye Fengsheng pushed the door open and walked out alone.
So things aren't impossible to say; they're just pointless. Losing spirituality is a crucial matter. Even if you're unwilling to talk to others, there's no need to discuss it with Qiu Yun or Qin Chaoyu. Besides, you might not be able to recover your spirituality now. The Spirit Awakening Array is one way; driving the Queen Lingzhu after awakening the spiritual energy is another thod.
If those fail, it's not too late to make other plans now.
"Ye Feng's voice!"
"Mr. Ye."
The two won pursued him out of the car, watching the silent Ye Dasheng's voice.
Under the dim streetlights, Ye Dasheng randomly hailed a taxi, inford the destination, and disappeared from sight of the two won.
"Go, catch up, I don't believe he can escape!"
Actively sitting in the driver's seat, without waiting for Qin Chaoyu to fasten her seatbelt, Qiu Yun had already stepped on the accelerator, and the engine roared as the vehicle drove off amid the ear-piercing sound of tires screeching.
Under the bright lights, three White Foxes squatted on the living room sofa. At the sight of Ye Feng's voice, who was initially listless and unrestricted, their spirits suddenly revived.
Xu Le seed to be playing outside rather than at ho. The door to Xu Haishan's room was open, and the light in the room cast a long shadow on the ground.
"Boss Xu."
Ye Feng's voice spoke with a booming sound and then subconsciously patted the ground, trying to wake the spirit of the gathering, but to no avail, as he had no inspiration, and the gathering spirit remained motionless.
A hint of regret flashed across her face, but Ye Fengsheng didn't bla anyone. Biting her finger, she found the core of the battle on the floor, dripping blood on her finger and tracing along the battle lines. Only after a long ti did the party finally awaken in the most ancient way.
"What happened?"
Xu Haishan frowned at the door. He saw everything Ye Fengsheng did, which is why he sensed the gravity of the situation.
"It was a conspiracy."
Ye Feng looked up at him, a bitter smile on her face: "The powers of this world are limited, and even the perception of spiritual energy seems to have vanished."
The air suddenly beca heavy. Xu Haishan looked at Ye Fengsheng, whose face was full of a bitter smile. After a mont of silence, he asked, "Is it the seal?"
"No," Ye Dasheng imdiately replied, "I don't know what it is. A tomb guardian of the Han generation after generation said he wanted to give the brocade box to our ancient people. I couldn't imagine it would be used as a ans. I just watched it with the Heavenly Eye for two days, then lost consciousness. When I woke up, my kingdom disappeared, and even my perception of spiritual energy vanished. And vanished."
This, not to ntion Ye Fengsheng was surprised, even Xu Haishan found it a bit incredible.
The perception of spiritual energy is a monk's innate talent, which may degrade due to acquired reasons, but no seal can stop it. Even the most advanced seal can only limit the power of the realm within the monk, but not the monk's innate talent.
Only by tentative observation using the Heavenly Eye can the power of the realm be restricted and obstruct the monk's own perception. This strange situation is simply sothing the entire monk world fears, unheard of!
Xu Haishan asked, "Where is Jin Bo now?"
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