104: Senior Brother Xu Fengyu

Soon, Xu Feng was seen squatting down anywhere to relieve himself.

Li Yanfeng was immediately enraged, "You little thief, how dare you insult Zhao Family Village like this, poisoning people here! Today, this young hero will surely not spare you!"

Whoosh!

Li Yanfeng's longsword unsheathed from his waist, its blade as white as the snow of his clothes, gleaming with a cold light.

The moment it was unsheathed, the sword hummed, ringing loudly, piercing straight into the sky!

Xu Feng looked up at the sound, saw the longsword coming, and despite his soiled state, he leaped up to dodge with a backflip.

However, in mid-air, the poison acted up, emanating from Xu Feng's body.

It instantly made Li Yanfeng's face change drastically, causing him to retreat repeatedly.

"So fond of farting, it seems you're a weasel spirit!" Li Yanfeng became serious.

"This great era is approaching, I didn't expect you beasts to become spirits ahead of time!" Li Yanfeng's words were directed at Xu Feng.

Xu Feng's face was grim, but he dared not be careless, simply because he could feel that the opponent's strength was far greater than his own.

"I am a disciple of the Flying Fox Sect. Who are you, esteemed sir? Could you perhaps give the Flying Fox Sect some face and let me go?"

Xu Feng, with his legs clamped together, his voice trembling slightly, directly brought up his sect.

He didn't care if it would bring shame to his sect.

"Hahahaha... you little thief, how dare you impersonate a disciple of my Flying Fox Sect? You're courting death!" Li Yanfeng clearly didn't believe him.

"All disciples of my Flying Fox Sect are upright and honorable, how could they be as wretched and despicable as you?"

Before he finished speaking, sword light flashed out, a single strike capable of sealing a throat and taking a life.

Xu Feng was greatly alarmed and shouted urgently, "Senior Brother, spare me! I am Xu Feng!"

He didn't know if his identity would be useful, but he clearly couldn't worry about much else.

"Xu Feng?" Li Yanfeng quickly retracted his sword, his true qi surged, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Are you Martial Uncle Zhao's disciple?"

Xu Feng nodded repeatedly, "Master Zhao Qingfeng!"

"You... this..." Li Yanfeng looked stunned, then sheathed his sword, not daring to acknowledge him.

"The disciple Martial Uncle Zhao took in is actually this kind of person?" He formed a stereotype of Xu Feng in his mind.

But a master's command was hard to disobey, he had come down the mountain to assist Xu Feng in his cultivation.

To escort him and protect him, he really couldn't lay a hand on him.

"Brother Li, did you catch the gas-releasing thief?"

As a deep male voice came, a man and a woman quickly walked over from a distance.

Li Yanfeng was greatly alarmed at the sight.

"Junior Brother Xu, hurry and go, clean yourself up, then come back to Zhao Family Village to find me."

Although Xu Feng didn't understand who the newcomers were, since the other party had spared his life, he was naturally very grateful.

"Brother Li, are you alright?" the man asked with concern.

This man was named Wang Pingfeng, the Young Sect Master of the Divine Eagle Sect, one of the three great sects of Heavenly Snow Mountain.

And the woman beside him was a Qingxin Sect disciple, Zhang Xuelan!

Their attire was not like Li Yanfeng's flowing white clothes, as if attending a funeral.

Wang Pingfeng was dressed in simple attire, primarily in an eagle-brown tone.

Zhang Xuelan, on the other hand, wore a sky-blue dress, fresh and refined.

"I'm fine, it's just a pity that the thief got away." Li Yanfeng shook his head, pretending nothing was wrong.

"This thief has defiled my nose, I'm going to kill him right now." Zhang Xuelan was angry; her nose was naturally exceptionally sensitive, and she naturally couldn't tolerate the strong stench.

Seeing Zhang Xuelan's anger and her dagger constantly shaking, Li Yanfeng quickly tried to dissuade her: "This thief might also have been forced into it."

"You don't know this thief, do you?" Zhang Xuelan asked angrily, her gaze unfriendly, making Li Yanfeng uncomfortable.

"How could that be?" Li Yanfeng waved his hands repeatedly in denial.

"It better be, otherwise don't blame me for being heartless!" Zhang Xuelan warned and returned to the farmhouse courtyard.

"Brother Li, don't mind her." Wang Pingfeng comforted him, "Miss Xuelan has always protected her nose very well. She has a straightforward personality, a sharp tongue but a kind heart, so she naturally repays grudges and returns favors."

"The thief's stench, let alone Miss Xuelan, even I found hard to bear. It's no wonder Miss Xuelan is so angry."

Zhang Xuelan was not originally traveling with them; they had merely met during her travels down the mountain and accompanied each other for a while.

In the village, Zhang Xuelan was preparing to set off early.

At this moment, Zhang Xuelan was again dissuaded by Li Yanfeng.

"Miss Xuelan, why the rush? The three of us haven't replenished our energy yet; preparing some food first is best."

"Brother Li, you're very strange today. We are Grandmasters; even without food, we can travel for days and nights."

Zhang Xuelan had already made up her mind that if Li Yanfeng couldn't give a suitable reason, she would part ways with them.

"Alright, my junior brother and I have already agreed. He'll come find me in a bit; we need to wait a while," Li Yanfeng explained.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Feng searched house by house and happened to find Li Yanfeng.

"Senior Brother!"

"Junior Brother Xu!"

Looking at this harmonious scene, Zhang Xuelan still frowned slightly, feeling a bit suspicious.

She clearly remembered that Li Yanfeng had gone to look for his junior brother.

How did it turn into his junior brother looking for him?

And why was that familiar smell back again?

"Brother Li, I feel that thief hasn't gone far; I smell that scent getting closer."

Zhang Xuelan gripped her dagger, looking at Xu Feng vigilantly.

Xu Feng's eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Xuelan.

"What a beautiful older sister, even prettier than Wu Yueyue." Xu Feng's vocabulary was limited, so he could only say 'beautiful'.

At the same time, Li Yanfeng transmitted his true qi into Xu Feng's ear.

"Be careful, Miss Xuelan's nose is very sensitive. If there's any flaw, I won't be able to protect you."

"Don't say anything later!"

"Haha, let me introduce to Brother Wang and Miss Zhang, this is my Martial Uncle Zhao's disciple, Xu Feng!"

"Brother Li, he has a smell!" Zhang Xuelan reminded him.

"Miss Xuelan, who in this Zhao Family Village doesn't have a smell? You know how strong that overwhelming stench is," Wang Pingfeng smoothed things over.

"But his is heavier..."

Zhang Xuelan's words were cut off by Wang Pingfeng.

"How can you slander someone based on just a smell?

Seeing is believing!"

"Alright, little brother, sit down!

I've long heard from Brother Li that you were bullied in Jiangnan; tell us about it."

Subsequently, Xu Feng's eyes lit up.

Xu Feng recounted his battle of wits with Ling Xian, and the help of a Divine Doctor, and so on.

Of course, this was a magically altered version.

He depicted Ling Xian as a great demon king who threatened the people he loved.

As for the Divine Doctor, who was Su Ran, he described him as having divine medical assistance due to his own good fortune.

Hearing this, Zhang Xuelan spoke gravely: "You know my junior brother?"

"Your junior brother?"

"Su Ran!"

Xu Feng gasped, he hadn't expected to meet an acquaintance of an acquaintance here.

"This Su Ran actually has such a beautiful senior sister?"

He couldn't help but feel envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"An acquaintance of an acquaintance is my acquaintance, which means Miss Xuelan and I are not strangers, right?"

"That's right, Miss Xuelan, Su Ran and I are like brothers, thick as thieves."