Flower Master in the City

Chapter 1387. Meeting Han Mingfei

The gate of Xinghai District was a hundred meters to the left, and there was a Xiang restaurant. There was a Xiang restaurant a hundred meters to the left, and there was a Xiang restaurant.

The two of them could be said to be quite satisfied with this meal. After an hour had passed, summer and Liu Meng each had a pile of more than ten bamboo tubes in front of them. If they were really a little dissatisfied, then the preparation of the bamboo tube rice was not very good.

Although it was slightly flawed, both Xia Chen and Liu Meng felt that the restaurant was pretty good. Liu Meng also decided that she would continue to eat here tomorrow. She was originally not in a very good mood, but after eating here for a while, her mood seemed to be a lot better.

However, when they walked out of the restaurant, their summer mood immediately turned abnormally bad. It could even be said that it was unprecedented, because he saw a person.

He wore a green robe and looked ordinary, but as he stood there, he gave off a domineering aura. Without a doubt, this was a special man. He was someone one could easily find when standing in the crowd, and he was Han Mingfei.

"Little Scoundrel, that person seems to be very powerful!" Liu Meng also clearly felt the powerful aura from Han Mingfei\'s body, and she immediately became nervous.

Han Mingfei\'s eyes first fell on Liu Meng\'s body, and a flash of surprise passed through his eyes. Then, he looked towards summer, and lightly said, "Summer, this is the first time meeting, but I think, I don\'t need to introduce myself."

"Do I know you well?" Xia Keke looked at Han Mingfei in surprise, "I don\'t think I know you!"

Han Mingfei faintly smiled. "Since you want to say it like that, fine then. Let me introduce myself again. I am Han Mingfei, from the Misty Sect."

"Oh, still not dead." Xia Chen lazily said, "I\'m not familiar with you, and I don\'t want to become very familiar with you. So, I\'m going home now and I have to accompany my wife."

After saying this, Summer pulled Liu Meng as if she wanted to leave.

"In the summer, a man will dare to take responsibility for his actions. Don\'t you think that doing this will bring shame to Junior Sister Qingya?" Han Mingfei smiled lightly, "A straightforward person doesn\'t need to hide the truth. I know who you are, and you also know who I am. Playing with these little tricks actually has no meaning."

He stared at Han Mingfei without saying anything for a long time, but in his heart, he was silently cursing Ye Yumei. "Long-legged sister, oh long-legged sister, you can\'t even look at your old lover, what else can you do?"

"What do you want to do?" Summer finally opened her mouth. It seemed like running away was no longer possible. With his current power, the gap between him and Han Mingfei was too wide.

"Two of my junior sisters have gone missing. Before they went missing, they went to find you. I think you should know their whereabouts, right?" Han Mingfei asked indifferently.

"I don\'t know." Xia Zhi bluntly replied.

"Summer, it seems that I have overestimated you." Han Mingfei shook his head, "I believe they died in your hands, but you, you actually dare not admit it, it really disappointed me."

"You\'re not disappointed, does it have anything to do with me?" Summer said lazily, but in her heart, she was looking down on Han Mingfei. There was something wrong with this guy\'s head.

"I can temporarily not pursue this matter, but you must tell me the whereabouts of Junior Qingya." Han Mingfei slowly said.

"I don\'t know." The summer still answered simply.

"Summer, ever since I came to this world, I have never killed anyone, and I also don\'t want to kill you, because I believe that you and Junior Sister Qingya have some sort of special relationship. But now, you have first killed Junior Brother Bai and Junior Sister Huang, and you\'re not willing to tell me Junior Sister Qingya\'s whereabouts, then I\'m afraid I\'ll have no choice but to take action!"

"Hey, I\'m not even a match for your Junior Bai and Junior Huang. Why do you think I killed them? Maybe it was the long-legged girl you like. " Xia Xia snappily said.

"Are you talking about Fairy Night?" Han Mingfei\'s eyes narrowed slightly. "Summer? It\'s fine if you don\'t dare to be a man, but don\'t you think your methods are despicable if you want to blame a woman?"

"Oh, do you dare to take responsibility for it?" Xia Chen said with a disdainful expression, "Your junior brother and sister are killing people everywhere here, why don\'t you just go and die for them?"

"In the summer, I admit that Junior Bai and Junior Huang\'s actions are a lot wrong. However, it\'s never possible for a cultivator to die for a mere mortal." Han Mingfei indifferently said, "Even if they are in the wrong, the only one who can punish them is us, the Immortal Execution Archipelago. There is no one else who can kill them, so to you, right now, there are only two choices."

"I hate people who let me choose the most." Summer muttered something.

"Little Scoundrel, do you want me to help you beat him up?" Liu Meng looked eager.

"Sister Meng, you can\'t beat him." Summer whispered.

"Can\'t beat him? Then let\'s run! " Liu Meng quickly said as she rolled her eyes.

Summer wanted to run, but he knew that with his current power, he definitely couldn\'t outrun Han Mingfei.

"The first choice is that you tell me Junior Qingya\'s whereabouts. If Junior Qingya proves that you\'re also a disciple of the Misty Sect, then the matter of you killing Junior Bai and Junior Huang is not something I can handle. I can only bring you back to the Misty Sect and let the disciples handle you, but the second choice … If you don\'t tell me Junior Qingya\'s whereabouts, then I can only act now. "As Senior Brother, I have the responsibility to protect Junior Brother and Junior Sister. But now, since they have died in your hands, I will also do my Senior Brother duty, to seek justice for them."

"Aren\'t you saying so much to threaten me?" Xia Xia Zhi despised Han Mingfei in his heart, as countless thoughts ran through his mind. However, he found out that strength decided everything. With his current strength, no matter what tricks he played, it was impossible for him to defeat Han Mingfei.

Summer couldn\'t help but curse Ji Qingying in his heart. If that damned witch didn\'t take away his poison needles, he wouldn\'t be so passive to the point where he had no hope of defeating Han Mingfei.

Seeing that Xia Keke didn\'t say anything, Han Mingfei suddenly sighed, "Looks like it\'s time for me to make a move."

Before he finished speaking, Han Mingfei had already sent out a palm.

It was a seemingly powerless palm strike, very casual, light, and without any fancy tricks. It was just a casual palm strike, however, for an expert like Han Mingfei, he was not a match for this opponent. His actions did not need any fancy moves.

Even though he had casually struck out with his palm, in that instant, Xia Chen and Liu Meng both felt a massive pressure pressing down on them. In the air, an incomparably powerful force was violently surging towards them!

"Little Scoundrel, quickly run! I\'ll block him first!" Liu Meng shouted out but did not dodge. Instead, she went forward to face the incoming attack.

With a flash of white shadow, her white dress fluttered in the wind. Liu Meng\'s white, jade-like hands suddenly created thousands of palm shadows in the air, slapping towards Han Mingfei from countless directions.

"Thousand Illusionary Palm?" Han Mingfei was somewhat surprised, but he did not avoid the attack. Instead, he casually struck out with his palm, and the myriad of palm shadows instantly disappeared. Liu Meng also flew back.

Liu Meng landed lightly on the ground, but she was not injured. Seeing that she had not left in the summer, she became anxious, "Little Scoundrel, why aren\'t you running? He\'s very powerful, but I can\'t beat him! "

"Sister Meng, I won\'t leave you to run away." Although Xia Chen knew that he wasn\'t a match for Han Mingfei, he definitely wasn\'t a man who abandoned his wife to escape. Thus, even though Liu Meng told him to run, he didn\'t move at all.

"This is Junior Qingya\'s unique skill. I never would have thought that you would also know it." Han Mingfei\'s voice sounded this time. He looked at Liu Meng with a strange look in his eyes, "It seems that you also know the whereabouts of Junior Sister Qingya."

"I\'m not going to tell you where Sister Yue is." Liu Meng stared at Han Mingfei, "Don\'t be complacent, I\'ve only trained for a few months, so I can\'t beat you now. In a few more months, I\'ll beat you up!"

"How many months?" A trace of surprise flashed through Han Mingfei\'s eyes. "It seems, as I expected, you guys seem to have a special cultivation method I don\'t know about. This really makes me curious."

"No need to be curious, let me tell you directly, this is all done by me." Summer said suddenly, "Do you want to be a little bit more powerful? "Actually, all I need is one night to allow you to ascend from the Nascent Soul Stage to the Spirit Severing Stage."

"Do you think that would convince me?" Han Mingfei shook his head, a strange light quickly flashed across his eyes.

"Believe it or not." Summer looked indifferent.

"I\'m afraid that I\'ll have to disappoint you in the summer. Even if your words are true, I\'m temporarily not interested in them. Right now, all I want to do is to find Junior Sister Qingya." Han Mingfei smiled lightly, then suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed towards Summer, "Since you\'re not willing to tell me where Junior Sister Qingya is, then I can only use some tricks!"

Han Mingfei\'s move still looked very ordinary, but the speed was so fast that it completely surpassed the reaction speed of summer. In the blink of an eye, Han Mingfei\'s hand was already in front of his chest. The difference in strength between the two of them was too great, to the point that he didn\'t have any time to react.

"Don\'t bully Little Scoundrel!" Liu Meng reacted slightly. She gripped her fist and quickly punched towards Han Mingfei. However, no matter how fast she was, she wasn\'t faster than Han Ming. This punch couldn\'t save her from danger in the summer.

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