Chapter 427: Miss Dongfang (1/2)
Chapter 427: Miss Dongfang
A frightening and nefarious aura emerged from Feiyun’s back. His spine issued some cracking noises while a fiery plume rushed out of his body to form the shadow of a gigantic phoenix. It towered for one hundred meters with fan-like fiery wings. The bird’s screech could be heard for a thousand miles.
After sensing Dongfang Jingshui’s evil energy, both Yama’s spine and the phoenix soul uncontrollably activated and worked together to stop their foe.
“You aren’t poisoned anymore.” Jingshui gauged Feng Feiyun’s cultivation successfully and recalled his evil aura.
Everything calmed down again.
After hearing Jingshui, Gu Zhuanfeng kneeling by the river shore was shocked. Feiyun being well again was an earth-shattering news. Many people wouldn’t be able to sit tight after finding out.
A cruel glint emerged in his eyes. ‘Feiyun, you made me kneel today. As long as I can come back to the capital alive, I will tell everyone. We’ll see if you can act all that for much longer.’
Feiyun once again suppressed the spine using the vessel’s power. He sighed and thought to himself: ‘This guy’s cultivation is quite something, worthy of being third on the upper list. I can’t fight him until I reach third-level. However, he can’t do anything to me either.’
Feiyun could even escape from half-step Giants. Jingshui might be strong but there was still a gap between him and half-steps.
Jingshui’s eyes became gentle as he slightly bowed towards Ye Xiaoxiang: “Maestro, this madman dared to disrespect you like this, would you like me to teach him a lesson?”
His cultivation manual was incomplete so he had lost control of his evil heart before and it almost self-immolated. However, a calming melody from her saved his life. This was the reason why a crazy fella like him was so respectful towards her.
“Well, the truth is that he didn’t kidnap me that day at Faith Convent. Someone else did it, he was actually the one who saved me, but…”
“But what?” Jingyue who had been silent the entire time uttered coldly. She seemed to notice her inappropriate tone and calmly added: “Maestro, no need to be afraid of him. Just tell us, if that scoundrel dares to touch a finger of yours, I’ll break his hand.”
Feiyun was sweating inside: ‘What does this have to do with you, damned woman!’
He slightly glared at Xiaoxiang as a warning as if wanting to say, ‘Girl, watch your mouth. Don’t say anything unnecessary.’
Xiaoxiang replied: “It’s just that he took my flute and won’t give it back.”
“Feng Feiyun, you would even do something so lowly and shameless? I truly despise you.” Jingyue coldly uttered but found everyone here staring at her afterward, including her brother.
‘What, isn’t it just taking away her flute, why is that so lowly and shameless now?’ Feng Feiyun felt that she still hated him. This woman sure knew how to hold a grudge.
Xiaoxiang was slightly taken aback and said: “Well… it’s just a flute, not quite that serious.”
“Not serious? This is a perverted behavior, you think men would just take a woman’s flute for no reason and refuse to return it?” Jingyue told her before rolling her eyes at Feiyun: “Yes, Feiyun, why did you take her flute?”
Jingshui wanted to fan the fire even more: “Only when you like someone would you try to collect their items. It’s a sign of love.”
Xiaoxiang was shocked and became empty-headed. She slightly turned and stared at Feiyun with a complicated look. She seemed to be saying - you really took my flute because you like me?
Her beautiful face turned red from ear to ear. A woman would always feel a strange happiness whenever they heard from someone else that a man was quietly crushing on them. It didn’t matter whether the man was handsome or ugly, rich or poor. Ye Xiaoxiang was truly wearing her emotions on her sleeve this time around.
Meanwhile, Feiyun was cursing Jingshui’s eighteen generations of ancestors. ‘Your grandmother! Why are you teasing this innocent and borderline foolish woman?’
The guy was clearly trying to incite trouble.
Jingyue’s face might be covered by a white veil but her eyes have been fixated on Xiaoxiang the whole time. This wasn’t her first time seeing the famous maestro but it was definitely her most meticulous stare.
When a woman stared at another woman in this manner, there could only be two explanations, either homosexuality or she considered the other woman a love rival.