Chapter 437 What's the Relationship? It's Almost Threadbare!

The voice was very light, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of the people around, shaking everyone's heart.

Although they didn't understand what the police meant, they could clearly hear the teasing in the words.

Moreover, this was said in front of Lin Feng, the young master of Twilight City.

This is a bit intriguing.

Everyone immediately looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a thin and tall young figure walking out of the carriage.

Lin Yifei also looked in the direction of the figure, and when he saw the other person's face, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and his face changed slightly.

Because the other person was so handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his angular facial features revealed a hint of evil and coldness, and with a black robe, he looked mysterious.

Especially his pair of dark and deep eyes, as if containing a vast universe of stars, people couldn't help but fall into it.

At this moment, he had a cynical and evil smile on his lips, seemingly relaxed, but with a hint of arrogance.

He walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

Whether in temperament or appearance, he was several times more handsome than him, which made Lin Yifei feel jealous.

Looking at the people around him, they all seemed to be amazed by each other's appearance. They stared at each other blankly, and there were many crazy girls staring at him.

Even the peerless Mu Qingzi and the pure and moving Li Qingluo were all obsessed with him. They stared at him as if they had lost their souls in an instant.

That look was as if he had seen his own god. There was admiration and dependence in his eyes. A blush appeared on his beautiful face, and it seemed that there was also a hint of spring...

It was completely different from the attitude he had just treated him.

This feeling made Lin Yifei feel jealous.

Lin Feng's face darkened, and he could not help but feel angry in his heart, and his fists clenched and crackled.

He roared in his heart: Why?

Why do all the beautiful women like to look at him? Why do they look like crazy?

"How is this possible? Who is this guy? He is even more handsome than me."

Lin Yifei's eyes flashed with viciousness and jealousy, and he stared at Qin Mu.

However, when he sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power in the other party's body, a trace of disdainful sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth again, and he cursed secretly: "Pretentious."

Because he felt a not-so-strong spiritual power fluctuation from the other party, probably only at the Yuanshen realm, and the breath was sometimes there and sometimes not, and seemed very empty.

It is estimated that it was just the cultivation that was forcibly improved with the help of some treasures or elixirs.

And he had already reached the first level of the Zhan Dao realm with his own efforts and talent.

He could kill dozens of such garbage with a wave of his hand.

Thinking of this, Lin Yifei was relieved immediately. He stared coldly at the black figure that was constantly walking towards him, and sneered: "Pretentious!"

But what he didn't notice was that the old man of Tianji Pavilion on the high platform frowned slightly.

There was a trace of doubt in his eyes, and he muttered to himself: "Strange, did I sense it wrong just now? This person's breath seems a little strange..."

The white-bearded old man's eyes were full of confusion. He looked at Qin Mu seriously, as if he wanted to see something.

But after looking at it for a long time, he didn't rely on his eyesight to find any clues.

The other party seemed to be a very ordinary and normal cultivator. Except for his special temperament, everything else was normal. At least he didn't see anything special.

But the moment the other party just walked out of the carriage, he clearly felt a little strange, but when he carefully checked, he found nothing.

"Am I worrying too much?"

The white-bearded old man shook his head and immediately denied this idea.

Because when he was facing Mu Qingzi and Li Qingluo, he could still see the special features of the other party with his eyesight, but when facing Qin Mu, he could not see anything special at all.

It is absolutely impossible to be so simple.

The other party was able to walk out of the carriage, which was already very difficult.

The white-bearded old man pondered for a moment, looked down at his hands, and then gritted his teeth fiercely,

"Isn't it just one more time? I don't believe it. At most, I will spit blood again!"

Thinking of this, the white-bearded old man put his right palm on his chest, closed his eyes, and chanted a string of obscure spells.

After a moment, the white-bearded old man suddenly opened his eyes and raised his right palm at the same time.

He pointed a finger at his forehead, and his whole face turned pale.

Puff~

Blood spurted out.

However, the white-bearded old man ignored it. He sprinkled the blood on his fingers and began to calculate.

While he was calculating with his fingers, Qin Mu had already walked in front of Lin Feng.

As for the Lin Yifei with the broken palm, Qin Mu didn't even look at him, and naturally ignored him, as if this person didn't exist from beginning to end.

This made Lin Yifei tremble with anger, and he almost couldn't help but explode like thunder.

He was the third son of Twilight City. On weekdays, everyone who saw him was polite, but today not only did he lose face by having his arm cut off, but he was also ignored by a weak person whom he didn't even take seriously, which made him murderous.

If it weren't for his second brother being here, he would have started to mobilize people a long time ago.

But even so, he had already begun to secretly inform his father.

He had to get his revenge today, at least to save face, otherwise how could he survive in Twilight City in the future?

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Qin Mu's figure.

They were all a little surprised at this time, because no one knew this boy who suddenly appeared.

"Don't know him? Could he be from the outside world?"

"He looks about 20 years old. I wonder which sect he is from?"

"He is so arrogant. The power behind him must be very powerful, right?"

"It's hard to say. But judging from the situation, the two fairies seem to be familiar with him. I just don't know what the relationship between them and this boy is..."

"What else could it be? Didn't you see that the eyes of the two fairies were almost tearing?"

"It's impossible. I don't think his cultivation is very strong. How could he be admired by two fairies at once?"

"I don't understand. Maybe his background is very powerful..."

"But shouldn't people with powerful backgrounds travel in a grand manner? Why is there only an ordinary carriage? This doesn't fit their style, right?"

"I guess that the boy must have deliberately concealed his strength. This is called being low-key. Do you understand?"

"Anyway, no matter what, there will be another good show to watch..."

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