The chief concubine of the foodie king

Chapter 269: Dead wood cannot be carved (1)
The voice full of anger and grief disturbed the whole forest.

Feng Yibei's hand holding the sword was already throbbing with veins. He gently put Yan Jin down, then stood up, and yelled towards the surrounding forest, "Feng Yijun, come out!"

There were two crisp applause in the woods, and Feng Yijun walked out with steady and brisk steps. "Wonderful, really wonderful, this ending is something I didn't expect!"

After sweeping Yan Jin who was motionless on the ground, Feng Yijun sighed regretfully, "I really never thought that she, who has always been free and easy, would have such deep affection for you, and she would not hesitate to use herself as a shield for you."

"It was you who killed her!" Feng Yibei roared angrily, and pulled out his sword, and swung it at Feng Yijun mercilessly.

Feng Yijun held the folding fan in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were fighting in the forest, even hitting mid-air, neither of them was relentless, trying to take the other's life, and the surroundings were in chaos.

After about half a cup of tea, Feng Yijun was scratched by Feng Yibei's arm and retreated to the ground.

Seeing that Feng Yijun was defeated, Mingming stepped forward and took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, "Father! Don't confront him head-on. If he refuses to put down the long sword in his hand, I will pour it on this woman." body!" She walked to Yan Jin's side and unscrewed the small medicine bottle.

"What is this?" Feng Yijun asked Mingming in a little surprise while covering the wound on his arm.

"I stole it from my brother, it has a nice name, it's called corpse water!"

"How dare you!" Feng Yibei's whole body trembled, and his voice trembled accordingly.

"If you don't want her body to be gone, put down the sword in your hand!" Mingming shouted fiercely.

Feng Yibei stood at the same spot with his sword in his hand, looking at Mingming with some incomprehension, the girl he had been watching growing up had such a vicious heart, she had always been with Feng Yijun, and he knew nothing about it .

Suddenly, he felt two people approaching beside him, his eyes swept away, he was startled, and understood immediately.

"I really never thought it would be you!" Looking at the person who came, Feng Yibei felt deep regret.

Luo Zheng avoided Feng Yibei's gaze and looked ahead, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I have my own reasons, you'd better put down the long sword in your hand, don't be struggling like a trapped animal."

"I'll count to three, if you don't let go, I'll pour water!" Mingming smiled like a poppy flower on her beautiful face.

Feng Yibei gritted his teeth tightly, the long sword in his hand was slowly lowered, and he opened his fingers one by one.

Everyone's attention was focused on Feng Yibei. When Mingming was about to say the word three, the people on the ground suddenly opened their eyes, and then the carp leaped up like a dragon's gate, and gave Mingming a kick in the air. He snatched the small vase from Mingming's hand and threw it to the ground on one side. There was a burst of thick smoke on the ground, which clearly contained sulfuric acid, which was highly corrosive.

Human's movements were done in one go, without a trace of muddy water, so fast that it took a long time for people to react.Mingming, who fell on the ground, opened a pair of beautiful big eyes, and couldn't believe that what happened just now could be true.

When Feng Yijun came back to his senses, he saw Yan Jin holding a small and exquisite black object facing him.

"Don't move, move again, don't blame me for shooting!" Yan Jin shouted loudly.

"Why are you still standing there, take her down!" Mingming yelled.

A man boldly stepped forward.

Yan Jin put his left hand into his chest, took out another object similar to his right hand, and hit the man, only to hear a "bang" in the air, and the man knelt on the ground in response, and he His knee was hit, and he couldn't stand and fell to the ground moaning in pain.

"Whoever wants to be like him can try?" Yan Jin pointed at the man and shouted at Feng Yijun and the others.

Feng Yijun glanced at the injured man's knee and saw that there was a bloody mess there. He knew this kind of powerful weapon that he had never seen before, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Feng Yibei straightened up, raised his finger, and grasped the long sword in Jian Jian's hand. The long sword pierced the night sky and hit Feng Yijun directly.

When Feng Yijun heard the sound, he hurriedly turned around to block the folding fan, but he didn't use the corresponding internal force because it was too sudden, he saw the folding fan deflected, and there was a slight loud silk sound, the folding fan parted from the middle, Feng Yijun should also be unable to dodge in time And the tiger's mouth was cut open.

The excruciating pain in his hands made Feng Yijun unable to hold the folding fan steadily, so he could no longer use the folding fan to resist Feng Yibei's attack, and was forced to retreat steadily.

They only heard a slight pulling sound, and everyone only saw an extremely small but extremely fast black bullet-shaped object cut through the forest and penetrated into Feng Yijun's body.

It's easy to dodge a sharp spear, but hard to defend against a dark arrow, Feng Yijun let out a muffled snort, the redness on his face faded, leaving only paleness.

After taking a staggering step, he knelt down on one knee and fell into the woods.

Feng Yibei's long sword also took advantage of the opportunity to rest on Feng Yijun's neck, "Fifth brother, I won this round!"

Covering the gurgling blood on his thigh, Feng Yijun gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not convinced this time, if it wasn't for Yun Yurou's secret tricks, would you want to win me so easily?"

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Feng Yijun stared at Yan Jin, "How did you escape?"

"Here is the answer!" Yan Jin patted his chest.

As Yan Jin spoke, she moved one hand to her chest, and undressed in front of everyone present, with a wry smile on her face.

"Rou'er, don't!" Feng Yibei growled in fright, oh my god, how could she be so open.

Seeing that he couldn't stop her crazy actions, Feng Yibei could only close his eyes, and tried his best to be a gentleman, but he also felt angry, his wife can't let others see?Thinking of this, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.

It's a pity that everyone's attention was wasted, Yun Yurou just unbuttoned his coat and didn't continue.Everyone only saw a light yellow undergarment under the coat.

"This is called a bulletproof vest. The boss prepared it for me. Hehe, it finally came in handy!" Yan Jinxiao said excitedly, with a perverse expression on his face.

"Bullet armor?" Feng Yijun looked at the close-fitting clothing, and repeated the word in a whisper. How come he, who is proficient in military affairs, has never heard of this thing?

"Well, it's equivalent to what you have...golden thread or something, it's something like a tortoise shell."

"Golden silk soft armor!" Three black lines appeared on Feng Yibei's face, that was the highest material reward given by the emperor to soldiers, but now it's a good thing, with her describing it like this, which general will be able to bear it with joy in the future Jun?
"Hehe, it's almost done! Anyway, when I watched TV before, I felt a bit like a tortoise shell. It's really not as good as the one my boss made for me!" Yan Jin perfunctory.

(End of this chapter)