Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 1334 Father and son meet

Sanzhi'er's words startled Ye Feng.

He immediately looked down at the Purple Lightning and Frost hanging at his waist.

Ye Feng cursed himself inwardly, calling himself a complete idiot.

How could you have overlooked your own and Yun Shuang'er's magical sword when you've considered everything?

The magical treasures held by cultivators in this world, especially the powerful ones, are like license plates on a car.

They changed the car's color, but didn't change the license plate...

Ye Feng felt that what Sanzhier said earlier made a lot of sense. The Holy Maiden Lingyin must have recognized them yesterday in Haozhou City based on the two swords in his and Shuang'er's hands.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly to himself and said, "Now I'm in trouble. I was thinking of continuing to swindle people under the guise of the young master, but I didn't expect to be exposed so quickly."

"Sanzhi'er, what is that Lingyin doing secretly following Shuang'er and me? Could it be that this vixen still harbors resentment because I raided her brothel in the capital last time? Is she trying to get revenge on Shuang'er and me?"

Sanzhi'er said, "You're asking me? I'm not a mind reader, how would I know what you're planning by secretly following Saintess Lingyin? It seems Ye Wei has already arrived. You should think about how to negotiate with Ye Wei today. Maybe you really are Ye Wei's son. As for Saintess Lingyin's matter, you can think about it after you've dealt with your matter with Ye Wei."

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm so handsome and dashing, how could I possibly be Ye Wei's son? Look at him, big and burly, with a dark complexion..."

Ye Feng also saw Ye Wei walking towards Yipinzhai from the south.

Ye Wei was eight feet tall, very robust and tall, and could be recognized at a glance in a crowd.

Sanzhi'er said, "Ye Wei is in disguise; his true appearance is not like that. Besides, who says an ugly father can't have a beautiful child? Your fat master is much uglier than Ye Wei, but he still gave birth to a beautiful daughter like Ling'er."

Besides, young master, your appearance is hardly handsome, and the words "imposing and dignified" have absolutely nothing to do with you. Stop deceiving yourself about such things in the future.”

"You cuckold, you're lying through your teeth. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Ye Feng and San Zhi'er started arguing.

The argument was mainly because Ye Feng felt guilty.

It wasn't because he wasn't a handsome and dashing man that he felt guilty, but because he thought that what Sanzhi'er had just said was very likely true.

Based on his brainstorming sessions from last night to today, and his analysis of the existing clues, he also felt that the original owner's background was very likely related to Ye Wei.

This made Ye Feng feel extremely apprehensive.

If the original owner's soul had been scattered, that would be one thing, but the key issue is that the original owner's three souls and seven spirits are still sealed and imprisoned in the sea of ​​his own mind.

It was already a struggle for him to deal with the original owner's soul.

If Ye Wei knew that he, an outsider, had taken over the body of his descendant, he would surely tear him to pieces.

The reason Ye Feng agreed to Yue Yinling's arrangement to meet Ye Wei this time was not only to use Ye Wei to rescue the fat master who was imprisoned in Shiyou Temple, but also because Ye Feng wanted to find out some information from Ye Wei to see if the original owner of this body had any relationship with Ye Wei.

This matter is closely related to his vital interests, and Ye Feng must find out the truth as soon as possible.

Soon, the tall Ye Wei arrived at the entrance of Yipinzhai. He looked up at the plaque, seemed hesitant, but finally stepped into Yipinzhai.

As soon as he entered, a waiter came up to him.

"Master Ye, you've arrived! Your guests have been waiting here for quite some time."

Ye Wei asked, "Where is he?"

"It's in the Golden Jade Hall on the second floor. I'll take you up there."

"No need, I can go up myself."

"Okay, then I'll have the kitchen prepare the wine and dishes."

Ye Wei nodded slowly.

Then, with heavy steps, he climbed the wooden stairs leading to the second floor.

He was tall, strong, and robust, but his large feet made almost no sound when they stepped on the wooden stairs; they were not even as loud as the sound of an ordinary person walking on them.

This shows that Ye Wei's cultivation level should not be underestimated.

Ye Wei was quite familiar with the second floor of Yipinzhai, and soon he stood in front of Jinyutang.

He took a few deep breaths before reaching out and knocking on the door.

In fact, not only Ye Feng was feeling uneasy and quite apprehensive, but Ye Wei felt the same way.

For Ye Wei, Ye Feng's amnesia more than half a year ago was a good thing.

In this way, Ye Feng became a blank sheet of paper, and his life could start over, without having to get involved in the grudges and grievances of the older generation.

It was for this reason that Ye Wei did not want to continue following his mother in her revenge plan against Master Yunyi.

He wanted to protect his youngest son.

After all, Ye Feng is now appreciated by Dugu Jianshen and has inherited Dugu Jianshen's self-created Three Swords of Godslaying, so his future prospects are limitless.

There's no need to ruin Ye Feng's bright future because of the grudges of the older generation.

Hearing the knock, Ye Feng knew it was Ye Wei.

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down as much as possible.

Then he walked to the door and opened it.

With a creaking sound, the door slowly opened.

The two stood at the threshold.

Ye Wei was slightly taken aback when he saw the dark-skinned young man in front of him.

He had seen this young man in the capital; he was Ling Yunzhi, the young master of Qingyun Pavilion who hung out with Ye Feng.

Ye Wei originally thought that Ye Feng had asked to meet him alone, but he didn't expect that Ling Yunzhi was also there.

Seeing that Ye Wei seemed a little stunned after seeing him, Ye Feng said, "Come in and talk."

Ye Wei was startled again, because the voice that Ling Yunzhi was speaking to was quite similar to Ye Feng's voice.

He hesitated for a moment, then stepped into the room.

His gaze and spiritual power quickly swept across every corner of the room.

Apart from the familiar little green-haired dog, Sanzhier, perched on the table, Ye Feng was not in the room.

Ye Feng closed the door and said, "Master Ye, what's wrong? Don't you recognize me?"

Ye Wei's eyes flickered as he looked at Ye Feng and said, "Although we haven't had much interaction, I know you are Young Master Ling Yunzhi, the young master of Qingyun Pavilion. But, your voice..."

"Like Ye Feng?"

Ye Wei nodded.

Ye Feng laughed and said, "I am Ye Feng. Things have been a bit unsettled in the human world lately. To avoid being noticed, I had Ling Yunzhi disguise me. He became me, and I became him."

Ye Wei, naturally, wouldn't believe it so easily, and said, "Oh, really? You're really Ye Feng?"

"How could this be fake? You've seen Sanzhi'er, you've seen my Purple and Green Divine Sword, and then there's my voice..."

Ye Wei glanced at Sanzhier, then at the purple-blue sword hanging from Ye Feng's waist.

Even so, he still couldn't completely believe that the person in front of him was Ye Feng.

Because the matter between them was too significant, Ye Wei had to be extremely careful.