However, both of them really wanted to ask the girl if she had suddenly time-traveled here because she didn't look like she was dressed in simple green clothes.

According to the two, she was actually wearing a single layer of very thin clothing, yet she seemed unaffected by the severe cold as the cold wind brushed against her. One should know that even the chubby guy felt cold, let alone a girl. Moreover, she was a strange girl standing on a tree and gazing into the distance.

As the saying goes, unusual occurrences suggest something supernatural. As such, it seemed that the person described in the mission was quite dangerous—but, as Elvis devilishly smiled, rarely offering words of praise, he said, "Hey, what a long beautiful leg."

"Yeah, even the little shoes are so delicate and cute." Zhang Xiaobo's gaze also started to turn dirty, and he couldn't help but vocally agree.

"As the saying goes, when brothers meet, they share equally. We gentlemen love beauty and take it by proper means. How about you take the shoes and I take the stockings, and then we tie her up? What do you think?"

"Excellent, excellent, this plan is ingenious."

The conversation caused Mengdie to slightly lower her gaze with a hint of hesitation; of course, neither of the two men noticed the change in Mengdie's expression—as they were not speaking loudly and Mengdie had been looking forward all along, both men simply did not think in that direction.

But unbeknownst to them, the vehicle driven by Apophis carrying the ninth generation had already approached, with Titanium Alloy guns shown as a deterrence. At the same time, a fast-approaching elite troop was hundreds of meters away, completely surrounding the few people on the scene...

Mengdie finally made a move, stepping forward so gracefully and lightly, like a dragon in motion, that even the space around seemed to lose its original color the moment she moved...

It seemed as if time and space around paused on this exquisitely unique step, and although Zhang Xiaobo and Elvis were still conversing, they too sensed a change in the situation.

Not only Mengdie, but starting from her and spreading outwards to hundreds of meters away, the officials were all enveloped under the special magnetic field of Five Elements Technique, feeling an unusual presence.

They could still talk freely, but this kind of unreal realization was like a world losing its colors, where even the sunlight seemed obscured, and like a dream where you suddenly wake up and can't turn on the light no matter how hard you try, leaving the surrounding space dark and inactive, manifesting unknown changes in this space.

"Can't you two be a bit more ambitious?"

With a crisp slap sound, Feng Yi gently patted Zhang Xiaobo's shoulder and the surrounding dim space disappeared instantly...

"What... what do you mean?" Zhang Xiaobo looked at Feng Yi somewhat sheepishly, completely forgetting the matter of their identities.

"Wouldn't it be nice to just take everything? If it were me, I would have taken everything."

OMG! So this was such a monstrous reply, even harsher than the two of them, but what's wrong with a man being a bit perverted?

Feng Yi was obviously joking. Although he said this, deep down, he knew that if Mengdie hadn't interrupted Kexiao earlier, today he would have been in trouble, and it was because of her move that he had found an opportunity, feeling somewhat helpless…

However, since the last incident, Feng Yi's tone and attitude towards the young fan girl had changed slightly. He didn't know why she had helped him, just because he was handsome? That seemed even more unlikely. Mengdie did not seem like someone driven by such emotions, especially given her aggressive personality.

"Let her go."

Feng Yi sighed lightly, originally thinking they were even. Although he didn't know why she helped him, since she did assist, he owed her a favor.

"Commander, this person is Colonel John…"

"Alright, alright, I know, just don't make it hard for her. We men, ah, need to understand how to cherish and respect women." Feng Yi waved his hand, suggesting Apophis to quickly order his men to retreat, saying, "As the saying goes, although she's indeed a leader of a hidden Ancient Martial Arts faction, it's not like you could catch her even if you tried."

Hearing the words "hidden faction", Apophis's head buzzed. On closer inspection, he realized that this stunning girl wearing a veil was indeed dressed like the rumored leader of a faction.

His brain rapidly searched through the memories of ancient martial arts factions, and then crazily filtered them—Yanhuang Soul? No, the Yanhuang Soul belonged to the orthodox Ancient Martial Arts, incorporating the strengths of many families, and had never involved such bizarre yin-yang phenomena.

Holy Hall? Also not, the Holy Hall was a product of Western culture, predominantly black and white in skin color, distinct and clear. It couldn't be said that there were no people with yellow skin inside, but the proportion was extremely low, so it was almost impossible for it to be the Holy Hall.

As for the Nangong Family, known for their pupil techniques, their hallmark was the golden pupil, especially in their leading disciples. This person was clearly not one of them, so the only two factions left were the Tianyin Sect and the Jade Clear Sect.

Apophis could only analyze up to there, but this information was stunning enough, knowing that these factions had held significant positions in human history since ancient times, yet their whereabouts were mysterious. It was unknown why the legion commander could associate with such characters.

Of course, the legion commander's identity was not simple either; compared to them, the legion commander obviously had more actual power than these faction disciples, which made Apophis listen more intently to the conversation among them.

At the moment Mengdie heard Feng Yi's words, she too was slightly surprised, turned her body around, and stared curiously at Feng Yi with wide eyes...

Mengdie's face showed little emotion...

However, Feng Yi knew that seeing anything other than calmness on her face was, to some extent, already a miracle.

"You must want to ask where I learned about your status as the chief disciple, right?"

Mengdie's gaze didn't blink, and although she didn't respond verbally, she obviously waited for what came next. Who knew Feng Yi, that rascal, would keep everyone in suspense and then chuckled, saying, "Secret."

The bystanders who didn't know the truth all felt like giving him a slap when they heard this.

But Feng Yi also didn't understand Mengdie, fearing that this little fangirl might suddenly turn hostile, he added, "Just kidding, I myself have some compelling reasons, but don't worry, I have no ill intentions nor will I do anything to you. That should be okay, right?"

'Hmm'

In the midst of this, Feng Yi seemed to hear a faint yet very beautiful murmur, although very light, if one had to describe the sound with words, it was definitely a voice one would want to protect for a lifetime.

"You… you actually spoke."

Feng Yi had always thought she wouldn't speak; no, he couldn't even be sure now whether the enchanting response was just his imagination or not. This time, it was Feng Yi who became unsettled.

However, Mengdie just silently walked past him without acknowledgment, leaving behind a refreshing fragrance that permeated the heart and soul.

In fact, Mengdie's emotions had hardly changed at all, only when she first heard the term 'chief disciple' from Feng Yi's mouth did her eyes silently widen slightly with a hint of hesitation.

Of course, her ability to turn around like that seemed to show that she understood Feng Yi's thoughts, despite giving no response, perhaps she also knew that Feng Yi wasn't the type to tantalize people out of boredom. There seemed to be a warm feeling that would respond to her.

Through the loudspeaker, Apophis asked, "Legion commander, you... you... know her."

"Consider it so, it's a long story. I need to rest now—by the way, don't trouble her." Feng Yi said as he scratched his head and then covered his somewhat aching chest as he turned to leave.

Watching the direction he left, Mengdie's gaze was complex, as if she had thousands of words to share, yet she never managed to speak, her myriad thoughts all turning into a touch of melancholy...

Zhang Xiaobo and Elvis suddenly felt as if they had just been heartbroken, feeling an unusual emotion, they felt they were ready to fall in love again, "Hey, beautiful." But they were driven back by an unapproachable icy aura...

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.