C231 (1/2)

In the morning, Chu Yunge was woken up by the sound of a gong coming from outside her window.

Rubbing her drowsy eyes, Chu Yunge unhappily muttered: ”Bastard Feng, go beat that gong up, then smash that broken gong apart, it's so noisy!”

Hearing Chu Yunge's call, Feng Yi immediately sat up from the bed. He squinted his eyes and acknowledged, then immediately laid back on the bed.

”Ahh — — Bitch Feng!” Did you hear what I said! ” Chu Yunge reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Feng Yi's waist and started to spin hard.

”Sigh ~ ~” Only then did Feng Yi truly wake up. He covered his face and jumped down from the bed, continuously grimacing in pain with his bare feet.

”My wife, I haven't had a good night's sleep in days and you still want to torment me?!” Feng Yi complained like a grieving woman.

Chu Yunge shivered at the sight. If this guy was placed in the modern world, she would definitely be sent to an Elephant Nation to become a transvestite.

”You sure are ambitious. Listen to me. You can sleep even though it's so noisy outside?” Chu Yunge pointed outside the window.

It was only then that Feng Yi noticed that the gongs and drums were loud outside, and from the sound of the music, it seemed like they were welcoming some important figure.

Who could it be? Was it worth Gong Yue's welcome?

Feng Yi curiously walked to the window and opened it.

As the room that Feng Yi stayed in was on the third floor of the VIP tower, its view was wide. When he opened the window, he could see the main street outside the City Lord's Mansion.

On both sides of the long street in front of the City Lord's Mansion were soldiers without weapons. Each one of them had a dignified appearance as they stuck out their chests and gave off an air of masculinity.

There was a long red carpet among the soldiers, and a group of maids stood at the end of it, holding baskets of flowers, as if waiting to greet a distinguished guest.

Gong Yue was also standing in front of the Palace with his hands behind his back.

At this time, Chu Yunge also walked to the window, holding Feng Yi's shoulder and looked outside.

”Tch!” What kind of big shot was this? When we came here, we didn't see Gong Yue having such a grand show! ”

Hearing Chu Yunge's complaints, Feng Yi could not help but frown.

Who was it? He was the most important person to him, the crown prince of Feng Lai. The future emperor of Feng Lai was also a person who could command the wind and rain in this continent. Gong Yue didn't even use such a grand display. Could it be Worryfree Hall?

Feng Yi's heart sank. If Worryfree Hall and Kang City were to form an alliance, then this would not be good news to him.

With Gong Yue's rallying power in the martial arts world, if he wanted to be enemies with Chu, all he had to do was wave his hand and the martial artists would follow him.

However, Gong Yue was extremely famous in the martial arts world, his way of doing things was upright and righteous, and he was a righteous man. Why would they cooperate with an organization like Worryfree Hall? But if it wasn't Worryfree Hall, who in the martial arts world could be welcomed by Gong Yue in such a grand manner?

Just as Feng Yi was puzzled, the gongs and drums suddenly stopped. Everyone's gaze turned to one direction.

A melodious flute melody rang out, and an eight person sedan chair appeared at the end of the street. The sedan bearers were not ordinary sedan bearers, but eight young and beautiful women in their twenties or eighties.

These eight beautiful sedan bearers were all wearing veils. Their steps were steady and they walked in unison. Obviously, she had received strict training, so the sedan was as smooth as a boat sailing in the water.

The melodious sound of a flute was emitted from within the sedan.

Through the curtain, Chu Yunge could vaguely see the figure of the person in the carriage.

This was clearly the figure of a woman, and from her figure, this woman was undoubtedly a beauty.

The sedan chair stopped at the red carpet. The melodious sound of the flute came to a halt.

Hey!” ”When Chu Yunge saw Feng Yiyi staring at the sedan chair, she felt displeased and smacked her forehead.

”I'm just curious, who in the martial arts world is worthy for Gong Yue to make such a big show of himself?” Feng Yi did not feel Chu Yunge's jealousy, and gently rubbed her forehead as she spoke.

”What does it have to do with us? What are we doing here? Participating in the Martial Arts Competition, right? You only need to get over the hurdle. Who cares if he's some kind of cat or dog? Hurry up and fold me up! ” Chu Yunge placed her hands on her waist, looking like a shrew.

”Oh, yes.” As Feng Yi walked towards the bed, he was still thinking hard, about the big figures in the martial arts world flashed across his mind one by one.

”What a wooden head!” Chu Yunge was puzzled. Feng Yi usually looked very smart, but how could he not even recognize the jealousy of his own fiancee?

Feng Yi walked over to the bedside, pulled on the blanket and suddenly shouted: ”I know! It's them! ” He threw down the blanket and ran back to the window, looking out.