Chapter 734: The Killer

Yang Yifeng sat in front of the living room, sitting silently, frowned. After a while, Meng Yanran came over with wine and food, gently placed it on the coffee table in front of Yang Yifeng, and then leaned over softly, sat on Yang Yifeng's lap, kissed Yang Yifeng's cheek and said, "Brother Feng, don't think too much. There are always unsatisfactory places in the world. I believe that there are still many good places."

Yang Yifeng hugged Meng Yanran and said, "I didn't take the matters of those monks to heart, but I just couldn't figure out some things."

"Oh~" Meng Yanran replied softly, without asking any more questions, gently picked up a bite of the dish and fed it into Yang Yifeng's mouth.

Yang Yifeng smiled slightly, put down Meng Yanran and said, "Let's eat together."

Meng Yanran nodded and ate with Yang Yifeng. Meng Yanran, wearing a modern skirt, has to be said to have another crazy charm, and coupled with a beautiful face that is fascinating to the whole country, it is really...

Meng Yanran accompanied Yang Yifeng to taste a few sips, then took out the guqin, sat on the other side, and gently brushed it. Yang Yifeng comfortably pressed the weight of his body on the sofa under him, put one hand on the handrail, and held the wine bottle in the other hand, listening to the zither while drinking. It was a great enjoyment in life.

After eating and drinking, Yang Yifeng rushed towards Meng Yanran, as the saying goes, fullness and warmth are all over the place...

I spent a few days with Meng Yanran, spending almost half of my time in the house, feeling comfortable in body and mind. After relaxing, the mysterious power of Xuanyuan Sword surged into my heart again.

At this time, the phone rang, and Yang Yifeng answered: "Hey?"

"Feng'er, it's grandpa." said cheerfully on the other end of the phone.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?" Yang Yifeng asked. Grandpa never interferes in his life outside, but once he calls, something must be wrong.

"You boy. It will be New Year's Eve in more than half a month. Wouldn't you come home?" Grandpa snorted!

"Oh, I almost forgot, don't worry, I will definitely come back." Yang Yifeng replied. It's not a big deal. It's not a Chinese New Year. How can I have a Chinese New Year in heaven?

"You must remember to bring your granddaughter-in-law back, do you know?" Yang Hongli specifically reminded.

"I know, I promise she will definitely be there." Yang Yifeng promised, nonsense, Meng Yanran is here, except for her own relatives and no reason, it would be strange if she didn't take her back.

Meng Yanran happened to walk out of the bedroom, wearing a modern nightgown. She squeezed into Yang Yifeng's arms lazily and cutely, and asked like a little girl: "What's wrong? What's the New Year?"

Yang Yifeng explained the customs of the Chinese people and carefully talked about the precautions and all related matters during the New Year.

Meng Yanran was also very happy when she heard this. It turned out that the whole family was reunited, and Yang Yifeng's family was his family. His biggest wish in the past was to find his relatives, but now everything is there.

"Let's knock the blood clan's stick and go back." Yang Yifeng said with a smile.

"Brother Feng, aren't you afraid of them playing tricks?" Meng Yanran asked.

"What are you afraid of? As long as the blood clan dares to deceive me, or they can't come up with something that satisfies me, I can refuse their request. Anyway, the Nine Cauldrons have been found, and the barrier of the Nine Continents is close in front of me. Millions of demon souls dare not step into the territory of the Nine Continents. I am not panicking. I have time now." Yang Yifeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said.

"Hehe~~ You are so bad." Meng Yanran replied with a giggle.

"Men are not bad, women don't love them." Yang Yifeng replied casually. Then he lowered his head and kissed Meng Yanran's lips. He touched Meng Yanran's nightgown with one hand, held the buds on Meng Yanran's chest, and rubbed them gently. Meng Yanran soon panted and fell softly into Yang Yifeng's arms, allowing Yang Yifeng to mercy.

A few days passed by the peaceful and happy days. The people from the blood clan came. This time, not only Prince Philip came, but the heads of the thirteen major families came. Fortunately, Yang Yifeng's villa was very big. He sat around him.

Yang Yifeng asked Meng Yanran to place a drink and other drinks with great shame, and then let her sit on her lap. Looking at the thirteen old blood princes sitting around, he said, "Okay, good afternoon, all the princes." Not bad, it's the best afternoon, because I have to sleep in with the beautiful girl in the morning. If you dare to come, I dare to beat you all out and lie on the afternoon.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, honorable. We only express our sincerest condolences and respects on behalf of the entire blood clan." The thirteen princes unified the etiquette of medieval nobles.

"Thank you." Yang Yifeng replied calmly, nodded, waved his hand and set up a barrier to cover the entire villa and said, "Now everything here is absolutely impossible to identify. Even the so-called high-tech is not enough. Everyone can speak freely."

"Mr. Yang, please see." The thirteen old men simply took out a pile of things from the rings on their hands and placed them on the table. The table immediately could not bear the pressure of these things.

Yang Yifeng had quick eyes and quick hands. In the simplest way, he directly banned the entire table, so that it would always remain in the first half of the second before the collapse. Yang Yifeng's move made these old guys feel full of heart because they didn't notice anything at all.

After a while, the table was piled up like mountains. Fortunately, Yang Yifeng's table was big enough, and the thirteen piles of things did not seem crowded.

Yang Yifeng glanced over at a glance and found that these things were all kinds of good, but most of them were not attracted to Yang Yifeng's eyes. They either belonged to Western alchemy works, or had poor aesthetic views, and most of them were rough in quality, so they really didn't like them.

Yang Yifeng looked at it roughly and lost interest in looking at it one by one. He had to leave it to an expert in finding a professional job like this.

"Jingtian, help me see what treasures are there in these piles of things?" Yang Yifeng contacted Jingtiandao. This kind of appraisal work is Jingtian's most professional.

Jingtian was silent for a while and said disdainfully: "It's all garbage, but it's a general idea to be able to make such a work with such a clumsy means."

"Are foreign goods so garbage?" Yang Yifeng was depressed and thought there would be something surprising.

"Hey~~ There is one of the best things in so many things." Jingtian replied after feeling it carefully.

"Where is it?" Yang Yifeng asked. The best in Jingtian's mouth must be the best in the best.

"It's one of the piles in front of Prince Philip, take them out and search carefully." Jingtian said.

Yang Yifeng reached out and sucked everything that Prince Philip took out, then carefully picked up some garbage goods. An ordinary four-inch long axe appeared.

"Is it?! It actually appears here?!" Shocking Tian said in surprise.

"What's the origin of this axe?" Yang Yifeng picked up the four-inch long axe, looked at it for a long time but couldn't see anything, and shook his head in depression.

But at this moment, the Xuanyuan Sword on his shoulder was trembling with excitement, and a wave of warm current came. Yang Yifeng is not a fool. Xuanyuan Sword's reaction indirectly proved that this four-inch small axe was extraordinary.

"If you read it right, this is the Gan Qi Divine Axe!" Jingtian replied.

"Gan...Ganqi?!!" Yang Yifeng was stunned when he heard this. Why? He hadn't seen Xing Tianwu Ganqi. Haven't heard of it yet? That's an absolute great man! He went to his grandma's house. Without any hesitation, Yang Yifeng immediately put it in the Void Heaven Ring, thinking about whether he wanted to kill all these old guys to silence him. After calming down, he remembered that this was not the heavenly realm. This Ganqi is something that even the saints wanted to steal! Taking it to the heavenly realm will definitely attract the attention of major forces, and even directly rob it.

Why? Yang Yifeng didn't know, but when he heard Jingtian say it seemed to be very serious. Although the level of this treasure doesn't look high, its power is a super artifact. Why? It's because it is transformed from a source of essence from Pangu's Creation Axe, and was born with the same origin as Tai Chi diagram, Pangu Banner, and Donghuang Bell.

Yang Yifeng picked two pieces of garbage casually and sent the princes to the words: "Okay, I have received your rewards. I will help you deal with the American affairs, but what I want is all the information about this matter. Also, I don't want the sixteenth person to know about today's affairs, otherwise you will not be able to survive!" The thirteen princes were all old and virtuous guys. After nodding smartly, they left with a smile, and did not dare to leave for a second.

"Yan Ran, don't tell me what happened today. This treasure is a hot item." Yang Yifeng sighed. Meng Yanran didn't ask much, nodded obediently, indicating that he understood what to do, and don't worry.
Chapter completed!