THE SWORDSMAN OF FIRE AND ICE
SITUATION ON THE BOAT
Seeing the skinny man go back into his booth.
Fei Yang stopped his drink, staring intently at the man with a frown.
The man smiled and said,
"No need to be angry, like that."
"To be able to meet is a soul mate, why don't we just be friends.."
"My name is Yi Wen. What is your name ?"
Fei Yang held back in annoyance saying,
"The road is not the same, it should not be forced,.."
"Tell me what do you want, then,..? then get away from me.."
The man was really thick-faced, he did not care about the expulsion that Fei Yang threw out repeatedly.
He sat down not far from Fei Yang and said,
"All right, frankly, I have no place to live, no money to buy food, so I'm willing to hitch a ride, follow you anywhere."
"Now besides you, this,. I guess I won't be able to find a second person, who can protect me, from the interference of the yellow bamboo stick people.."
"What makes you think, I'll let you come with me ? and interfere in your affairs with them..?"
said the lazy Fei Yang.
The man smiled widely and said,
"Because I consider you a good person that I can trust and rely on.."
"Why do you think so ?"
ask Fei Yang to come back..
"I kept bothering you and making noise with you, until you got upset and threw me into the lake.."
"But when you saw me almost drowning, you immediately helped me.."
"That proves you still have a conscience, you are among the good people you can count on.."
said the man with a smile.
When she smiled her face was so beautiful and sweet.
Fei Yang who saw her instantly goosebumps, she often met a beautiful girl who liked her, it was still good.
But now facing the man face the wall, who was so sticky dead dying to come with him, of course this makes him cringe and shudder a little.
Fei Yang now looked at the man seriously and said,
"Whatever you think, I don't care."
"I just want to say, I'm not willing to have any relationship with you,.."
"Please, please,.."
said Fei Yang firmly.
The man pouted his lips and said,
"You sure have heart, I've been honest and forthright, humble in front of you, but you still throw me out.."
"Yes, let's just say I misjudged you, excuse me "
said the man then he immediately walked out of Fei Yang's booth.
He got off Fei Yang's boat and stepped away, suddenly he looked back and threw a sweet smile at Fei Yang.
Fei Yang who happened to be peeking at him from the window pit, hurriedly lowered the window covering cloth.
In a style like a nauseous person vomiting, Fei Yang hurriedly returned to his position earlier, sitting casually facing the window, while continuing to drink.
Shortly thereafter, footsteps climbed onto the boat.
Fei Yang immediately stared was was was, don't let that thick-faced sissy come back again.
But after the cover of the booth booth that came turned out to be some servants from the Dragon and Phoenix Restaurant.
As well as taking care of the dishes from before, the food used in eating by Yi Wen the little skinny man.
After the servants left, the boat began to move towards the middle of the lake.
Fei Yang began to be able to casually enjoy the cuisine before him.
After back and forth dealing earlier, so that his appetite is lost.
Now that it was calm, the new Fei Yang felt his stomach was extremely hungry.
He ate voraciously enjoying every specialty of Hang Zhou, which turned out to be very delicious, very much different from the city before him that he had passed through.
After being satisfied to eat a full drink, Fei Yang laid back in his booth.
The light rain that fell on the roof of the ship room, causing a rhythm that makes drowsiness.
So slowly the pair of Fei Yang eyes closed, he felt sleepy.
But just as her eyes were closed, she heard a voice crying for help and the cry of a frightened woman.
Fei Yang's pair of eyes that were almost closed automatically opened again.
He immediately got up to the window of the ship, to turn off the origin of the sound.
Feeling the window of the boathouse, the viewing space is limited.
Fei Yang also came out of the booth, even though it was raining quite heavily.
But not a single drop of water was able to touch Fei Yang's body, everything evaporated just like that, as soon as it approached Fei Yang's body.
After coming out of the booth, Fei Yang finally managed to find the origin of the cry for help.
It turned out that the sound came from a large luxurious boat, located still quite far from the boat that Fei Yang boarded.
Fei Yang turned to his boatman who was crouching in the shade at the end of the boat.
"Uncle I go there for a minute, you just wait here..!"
said Fei Yang.
The boatman looked puzzledly at Fei Yang, but when he saw Fei Yang flying towards the big boat that was quite far from their boat.
The boatman stood up from his shelter, letting the rain wash over his body.
He looked dumbly at Fei Yang, who could fly that far.
"Ahh he is not a man, he is the incarnation of a god who descended from the sky.."
the boatman was terrified.
Meanwhile Fei Yang had already landed lightly on the boat.
The instant Fei Yang landed he immediately saw a pitiful sight before him.
There was a frail old man lying on the floor of the ship .
He looked helpless, as his chest was stepped on by a large tall man with a chest and a face full of fur..
The man was laughing heartily without regard for the grievous condition of the grandfather.
The grandfather, though, was seen coughing up blood and was already helpless, but he still continued to reach his hand in the front and scream, yelling,
"Young master, please forgive him, don't hurt my grandson young master, have mercy on him,..!"
Behind the thin curtain Fei Yang saw a scene that made his blood boil.
There was a very beautiful young girl lying face down on the table in ragged clothes camping not careless.
Behind him was a young man in his 30s who was trying to glorify him from behind.
Behind him there are still some other young men who are thought to be his friends are waiting for their turn.
Regardless of who they were and the few bodyguards who were moving locked him up.
Fei Yang turned the point of rainwater into thousands of ice spikes, some of which were directed toward the back of the curtain.
Some were directed towards the big tall man.