“Excuse me, can you give us your room?”

When the little boy asked Yan Meng for the first time, Yan Meng tasted the tea served by the waiter, as if he didn’t hear anything. The little boy asked again.

Jiang Feng glanced at Yan Meng. Seeing Yan Meng’s calm expression, he immediately understood that Yan Meng was confident that he could resist the little boy’s overwhelming strength. Therefore, Jiang Feng remained silent.

When the little boy saw that he had asked Yan Meng twice, Yan Meng remained indifferent. He looked at Yan Meng and said with a trace of dissatisfaction, “I’m talking to you, but you don’t give me any reaction. Isn’t that too rude?”

Yan Meng put down the teacup in his hand. He raised his eyelids and looked at the little boy.

“No way.” Yan Meng replied straightforwardly.

“I’m afraid … it’s not up to you!”

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

As the little boy finished speaking, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up in the hall. Jiang Feng looked closely at the little boy and secretly pinched a handprint. Three divine sense swords flew out from between his eyebrows.

Jiang Feng’s heart skipped a beat when he saw the hand seal that the little boy had pinched. “This child is not using a divine sense technique, but a soul technique!”

Jiang Feng was also a person who had learned soul arts.

Although he hadn’t studied soul techniques in depth, he was still able to determine with certainty from the hand seal the little boy had just pinched that the little boy had used soul techniques to mimic soul force attacks into divine sense swords.

First of all, this was a very profound soul technique. Even if Jiang Feng had some soul technique foundations, he would not be able to walk like a little boy without revealing any traces of it.

Then, this soul technique was very sensitive to the depth of soul power and the control of soul power. Obviously, this little boy was an expert in soul arts.

Jiang Feng was already prepared to take action. After all, Yan Meng could be considered his friend with a nod of his head. It was still impossible for him to watch Yan Meng die in front of him.

Although he had said so much, the little boy had actually used three divine sense transformation swords at such a close distance, and his speed had almost reached him in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Feng gathered a strand of soul power and hid it in his palm. If he was sure that Yan Meng did not have any strength to fight back, he would immediately take action to scatter the three divine sense swords.

However, Yan Meng was as deep as Jiang Feng had guessed. When the little boy’s three divine sense swords flew towards his face, a golden halo suddenly appeared in front of Yan Meng.

The three divine sense swords that the little boy possessed extraordinary strength were all sucked in by Yan Meng’s golden halo. Then, Yan Meng flicked his right index finger lightly, and the same divine sense sword directly entered the little boy’s abdomen.

Pu …

The little boy took five steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood. He gritted his teeth and looked fiercely at Yan Meng.

“You don’t have to look at me like this. You want to take my life, but I only want to destroy your cultivation. I’m much more benevolent than you,” Yan Meng said indifferently.

“Since you said so, I’ll thank you on behalf of my brother.”

The other little boy next to the skinny old man stood up. He watched as Yan Meng was about to make a move when the old man suddenly pressed down on his shoulder and pulled him behind him.

The old man suddenly looked at Yan Meng. It was only now that Jiang Feng discovered that the old man’s eyes were actually empty. There were no eyeballs inside.

The old man’s empty eyes suddenly shot out two golden lights. These two golden lights shot out like arrows from the bowstring and then transformed into a human shape halfway through.

“Incarnation of divine sense?”

Jiang Feng frowned slightly. He had been observing the old man carefully.

The old man pinched a “Soul Gathering Seal” before he took action. Obviously, he was also using a soul technique. However, Jiang Feng could still understand the Soul Technique imitating the Divine Sense Transformation Sword, but could the Soul Technique imitate the Divine Sense Incarnation as well?

Jiang Feng instantly felt that he was somewhat ignorant.

The old man’s “divine sense avatar” charged straight at Yan Meng. Yan Meng closed his eyes and a dazzling golden light shot out from between his brows. In an instant, Yan Meng’s divine sense avatar also welcomed the old man.

The skinny old man and Yan Meng’s divine sense incarnation quickly clashed in the air for a few moves. Suddenly, Jiang Feng heard three muffled sounds. At the same time, the skinny old man’s divine sense avatar also dissipated into specks of starlight.

The skinny old man and the two little boys he brought with him had already flown out of the door of the Winter Residence. They had also turned into three corpses lying on the street outside the door of the Winter Residence.

Jiang Feng had seen very clearly just now that the person who had killed the skinny old man and the two little boys was the lady boss who was standing at the counter.

The lady boss was obviously a martial cultivator with a high cultivation level. She had just used three abacuses to kill the skinny old man and the two little boys.

At this moment, the lady boss was holding her abacus with a distressed expression. Yan Meng’s divine sense incarnated back into her body. He stood up and walked to the lady boss’s counter and said, “Fourth Mother, this is equivalent to a sneak attack. Your methods are too despicable.”

“I’m despicable? Didn’t you see that those three are from the Heavenly Soul Sect? If I don’t make a move, what if you’re shamed by that old fellow? It’s not like you don’t know about the Heavenly Soul Sect’s soul arts. There are a lot of shady tricks.”

Yan Meng was obviously very familiar with the lady boss. After listening to the lady boss, he finally said, “That shouldn’t be a sudden plot. There is a saying that a gentleman is frank, a lowly person …”

“I’m a woman, not a gentleman or a villain. Alright, alright, room A is now empty. Do you have any 350,000 Saint Origin dollars to stay in for the night?”

“Me!” Jiang Feng did not hesitate to raise his right hand this time. In his right hand was a large handful of money notes.

The lady boss looked at Jiang Feng with a happy smile. She glanced at Yan Meng and said, “I didn’t expect you to bring me a fat sheep back.”

“No, Brother Ye …”

Originally, Yan Meng wanted to explain something, but the lady boss had already run to Jiang Feng to receive the money tickets. Then, she started chatting with Jiang Feng enthusiastically.

The night slowly drew to a close. Jiang Feng lived alone in the Scholar Lin Xiaozhu, who had 350,000 Saint Origin Coins for a night. As usual, he sat alone on the roof with a wine jug in his hand.

While Jiang Feng was drinking, he saw Yan Meng leave the Scholar’s Little Building in Herringbone A and head towards the main hall of the Hanshi Residence.

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and immediately activated the phantom imprint in his body. Then, his body turned into an afterimage in the dark and rushed towards the hall of the Cold Scholar’s Residence.

In the hall of Han Shiju, the landlady was bookkeeping an account. The account book said, “Duan Guyun, number A of the Heavenly Word, is the young patriarch of the Duan Clan in Dongjie Province.”

“Tian Zi B, Yu Xiaoyu, the only son of Yu Xinji, Minister of Official Affairs.”

“Yan Meng, this Ye Ye was brought here by you. Do you know where he came from? I trapped him for a long time during the day. He was stunned and didn’t let me get any useful information.” The owner stopped writing until the Earth Armor trumpeter stopped. She looked up at the back door of the hall and asked, “Yan Meng, this Ye Ye was brought here by you. Do you know where he came from?”

“I don’t know. When I met him this morning, Wen Qu Xing Shi’s reaction was intense, so I deliberately approached him and brought him here.

He was so generous, logically speaking, he should have come from a wealthy clan. However, there weren’t any major clans in the Heavenly Dynasty’s Ye Clan. The remaining few that were slightly influential shouldn’t have the courage to casually throw out 350,000 Saint Origin Coins. ”

As Yan Meng spoke, she walked into the hall through the back door. After hearing Yan Meng’s words, the lady boss nodded and said, “We still have to find a way to figure out the identity of Ye Ye. The entrance exam for Qiuni Academy will be in two days. This exam is different from the past. We need to be more cautious.”

“Don’t worry, Wen Qu Xing Shi’s reaction to Ye Ye is so intense. I think his talent in Wen Dao must be very high. Even if such a person is bad, it can’t be that bad, right?”

“You scholars are just superstitious. We cultivate martial arts differently. In our eyes, anyone can be a bad person!”

Just as the lady boss finished her words, a loud “rumble” rang out from the door of the Han Scholar’s Mansion.

The thousand-year-old Black Sandalwood Sect, which was as hard as black iron, exploded into ashes. Immediately after, three corpses flew into the hall from outside the Cold Scholar’s Mansion.