One hundred and one butterfly rhymes

  Yi Feng felt the abundant flow of Dou Qi within his body, and he let out a light breath. On top of his pale fingers, a faint glow flickered like a spark. Yi Feng hadn't expected that after recovering from the weakness caused by using Lei Ting Po Ri Jian, his Dou Qi intensity would actually increase significantly. What surprised Yi Feng even more was that his Soul Power also showed signs of breaking through.

  Yi Feng knew that as long as there was a catalyst, he could break through to the 9th rank of soul power in one go. This made him somewhat overjoyed.

  "Well, this move will be used more often in the future. Later on, I'll find more disabled people and cripples to practice on. Hmm, being cool while actually increasing my strength, that's just too awesome."

  If someone knew Yi Feng's plan, they would probably gang up and kill him. Using martial arts to bully a disabled person is despicable. A person can't be shameless to this extent.

  Perhaps because of the arrival of autumn, wearing thin clothes, he couldn't help but feel a bit chilly. He subtly adjusted his internal energy to block out the wind. Looking at the rippling waves on the river's surface, he had to admit that this was a beautiful scene. The autumn breeze gently caressed the water, creating ripples and undulations, while the clear river water reflected the remaining sunlight like a mirror, emitting soft, hazy glows.

  No matter in which space, the river seems to be a special flower boat. In ancient Huaxia, there was a "Qinhuai River", where countless men came to seek pleasure and ask for flowers. On the mainland of Konti, similarly, in small cities like Muko, there is also a Flower River. And this river in front of me, which is hundreds of times larger than the Muko River, is also mooring countless boats.

  The golden and resplendent flower boat, dazzling to the eye, this scene made Rong Feng involuntarily think of Liu Yong, a legendary figure in Chinese history. His mouth unconsciously recited a poem he loved when he was young.

  "I'd rather be drunk with a carefree heart, treating wine as song, but even forced joy is tasteless. My belt gets looser, yet I won't regret it, for her, I'm willing to wither away."

  "The belt is gradually widening, but I will never regret it. For her, I am willing to become haggard and exhausted. It's unexpected that in such a small place, I can still hear such emotional poetry."

  Just as Yi Feng was thinking of Qin Yi's beautiful face, a soft and charming voice sounded in his ear.

  "Uh..."

  Yi Feng didn't think that with his master-level strength, someone would appear beside him without any reflection at all. However, thinking back to being infatuated with Shi Dai'er and Qin Yi's smiles just now, he suddenly realized.

  Yi Feng turned his head to look at the approaching person, but when he saw the serious expression on their face, he couldn't help but swallow hard.

  The woman in front of him swayed her slender waist like a snake towards Feng. Under the tight dress, her curvaceous figure was releasing a charming and alluring aura, even though Feng had seen Ning Xuan, Qin Yi, Shi Dai'er, who were known for their stunning beauty, he couldn't help but feel a surge of heat in his lower abdomen.

  The tight brocade dress perfectly outlined the beautiful curves, and along the low neckline, the raised tender white cleavage was right before his eyes. The slender waist was cinched by a green belt, making it seem as if he could feel its elasticity and smoothness. Underneath the brocade dress, a pair of dazzlingly white long legs were exposed, causing an inner flame to burn within him.

  Especially those eyes that seem to tell a thousand stories, will make people's heart beat unknowingly.

  Yu Feng's throat rolled endlessly, the flames in his eyes rising continuously. This situation made Yu Feng smile bitterly: although he didn't think his self-control was that good, but he had never thought he would lose control to such an extent.

  Seeing her, Hou Yi suddenly felt a surge of his most primitive impulses.

  The butterfly-like woman seemed to have long been accustomed to such scorching gazes, and she was very clear about how much desire her body could evoke in men. Although the person standing in front of her was still a young man, wasn't he also a man?

  "Was that poem just now written by you?"

  A very light sentence, but without any intentional tone in it, yet somehow there was a kind of charming feeling that made Yifeng's heart jump violently again.

  "Damn it, are there really so many freaks in this otherworld?!"

  Yi Feng scolded loudly, but in his heart he was secretly delighted. The more demons there were, the more opportunities he would have. However, thinking about it, with the nourishment of spiritual energy and the warmth of unpolluted air, if this couldn't cultivate a beauty, then one could only suspect that there was a problem with the genetics of the people in this world.

  "Oh! No one else on this continent has ever recited this poem." Yī Fēng said with a shameless tone, secretly chuckling to himself: Indeed, no one else on this continent has, but what about other continents, heh heh...

  "Who would have thought, in this small place. There is actually such a talented young man." Die Yun gazed at Yi Feng with a smile, her watery eyes seeming to convey countless emotions.

  "I'm dead! I'm so humiliated! Ben Shao was actually electrocuted by a woman!"

  Yi Feng loudly shouted in his heart, but his eyes didn't move away at all. He brazenly sized up the woman, and every time he did, he felt the fire in his heart burning deeper.

  The butterfly-like youth looked at Yifeng with a hint of a smile, and he didn't expect this young man to have an unusual maturity. If it were another young man, who would dare look at him so boldly? At most, they would steal a glance, but never dare meet his eyes directly. But the young man in front of him seemed like a seasoned veteran, as if even Yifeng himself couldn't withstand his gaze.

  At this thought, Die Yun couldn't help but laugh: apart from one person, aren't all men afraid of themselves? Unexpectedly, today I also had a time when I was afraid of others. And it's still just a half-grown boy!

  "Young and talented? Ha ha, I don't have any talent. At most, I can only drink a hundred cups of wine and speak nonsense." Yī Fēng said with a smile.

  He didn't lie, he can indeed drink a lot, and similarly, those who know him well are aware that his words are often rude.

  "A hundred chapters of Doujiu? You're quite eloquent! Haha, you're certainly bold enough to speak big words. Even the Emperor Xiao Gong wouldn't dare say such things." Yurin said with a hint of a smile, seemingly quite interested in this young man.

  "Cut..." Yī Fēng lightly snorted, his face full of disdain, "Imperial Xiao Gong, what is that thing?! Could it be a guy who hangs sheep meat to sell dog meat?!"

  The butterfly's rhyme was suddenly lost in laughter, it was the first time he heard someone dare to comment on Xiao Gong like that. Even if it were his own family member, they would have to give Xiao Gong some face. But unexpectedly, the young man in front of him dared to speak out a few words.

  "Haha, you dare to say anything. Do you think you're more capable than Xiao Gong?"

  "Of course, I can beat him up a thousand times with just one hand."

  The butterfly's rhyme smiled, smiling very happily, smiling with blooming flowers. The smile made the sharp-eyed Yī Fēng's eyes widen: "Haha, who in the empire doesn't know that General Xiao has no strength to even tie up a chicken? You actually dare to shamelessly say this sentence. Hehe, I see you have some literary talent. Alright, if you can come up with two couplets, I'll help you cover up your insult to General Xiao. How about it?"

  "Yi Feng pouted and said: 'Not interested.'"

  "But don't you know that if this gets out, you'll be surrounded by the world and become infamous overnight?"

  Yi Feng burst out laughing, staring at Die Yun's strange expression and said: "Believe it or not, if Xiao Gong saw me, his face would be very ugly! And even if I scolded him to his face, he wouldn't dare speak."

  She stood frozen on the spot, staring at the evil and charming young man in front of her. Shocked to the point of being rooted to the ground.

  Is this young man an idiot or is he deliberately being disdainful of Xiao Gong in front of me? This is too stupid, too childish!

  "Haha, really?! Xiao Gong is on my boat, do you want to go see him?"

  "Not interested."

  "What?! Scared?!" Yurin smiled and said, she didn't dislike this talkative young man, on the contrary, she had a different feeling. After all, in her own circle, it was rare to meet such an interesting person.

  "Afraid? Ha! Does he think I'm afraid of him? He can choose any poem or song, but I won't give him the chance to make me cry. It's just that I have to go to the Imperial City now and don't have time to play along with this pretentious nonsense." Yī Fēng said nonchalantly.

  "Are you going to the Imperial Capital?!" Hu Die said in surprise, but immediately laughed and said, "That's perfect, we're also heading back to the Imperial Capital. As long as you dare to meet with Xiao Gong, I'll take you along the way. You should know that taking the water route is much faster, right?"

  Yi Feng's eyes lit up as he looked at Die Yun with excitement and said: "Really?!"

  It would be so comfortable if there was someone to accompany me all the way.

  "Haha, okay, let's make a bet. I'll bet that I can scold Xiao Gong twice and he won't dare say anything?" Yifeng said with a smile.

  "With a hint of a smile, she looked at Yifeng and said with a teasing tone: 'Okay, but if you're not brave enough, then I'll make you do whatever I want, got it?'"

  Yi Feng's charming smile appeared: "Of course, I can, under the same conditions as you."

  Yī Fēng gave a sly glance at Diāo Yùn's figure. Diāo Yùn naturally understood what Yī Fēng was getting at, and while she admired his audacity, she also wanted to tease this interesting young man. Of course, she didn't think anyone could surpass Xiāo Gōng in terms of talent.