143 Lord Bei Ye
The plaza was quickly cleared out. When Qin Yu arrived with his men, he only saw the young man standing at one end of the plaza like bamboo. The fluttering wind blew his black martial arts uniform until it swelled. His long black hair fluttered wantonly behind him. His exquisite face was covered by a snow-white mask. His delicate nose was like a pear blossom that stretched out a flower wall in April. Her lips were pursed into a line, and he was incomparably proud. His exquisite chin was as beautiful as a handful of snow that had not melted for tens of thousands of years on the mountain peak.
One look was enough to make Qin Yu forget himself. The moment he saw the young man, Qin Yu thought he saw the young man who kept calling him “Brother Qin” in Luobei City. They were so similar, but the strong energy fluctuation on the young man reminded Qin Yu that he was not Little Ninth. Little Ninth was a swordsman.
He did not know how Little Ninth was doing. He should have brought her along.
“Young Master, it’s him. It’s that lord. It’s this lord who saved us from Soul Breaking Valley!” The moment he saw Beiting Huang, Tynon jumped up in joy. If Beiting Huang wasn’t on the battlefield at this moment, he would have cheered.
“Yes, it’s him. It’s him. There’s no mistake!” Rikedo’s burning gaze locked onto Beiting Huang. Although this lord had changed his mask, they could not be wrong. This lord’s agile skills and extraordinary strength had always lingered in their minds. He had a unique aura that no one could imitate.
“Bei Ye!” Qin Yu was slightly disappointed, but after thinking about it, he understood. Little Ninth was Little Ninth, and Bei Ye was Bei Ye. He could not be prejudiced against him just because Bei Ye was not Little Ninth.
Everyone’s eyes were on the two of them. Compared to the 14-year-old Beiting Huang, Leng Chenfeng was obviously a little more impatient. However, he had the right to be impatient. The difference in strength between him and Beiting Huang was not worth taking seriously.
Beiting Huang looked at him quietly. This was almost the biggest challenge she had faced since her strength had grown. Against a nine-star Great Spirit Master, she had no choice but to be cautious. She slowly closed her eyes, calmed her mind, and adjusted her condition to the best.
Countless people rushed over. Behind the square was the City Lord’s Mansion. Tonight, this was the home ground. At this moment, there was a sea of people. Adventurers with weapons on their backs rushed over from all directions. It was simply more eye-catching than the appearance of a divine beast here.
“Is something wrong?” Scarwood, who had just returned from the Magical Beast Forest, stopped an adventurer who was hurrying towards the square. The vast crowd was moving in one direction, which was surprising.
The team of Xing Tian Mercenary Group led by his son went on a mission to pick the Dragon Spirit Fruit and never returned. He led his men to search the forest for seven days, but they did not find any news. Among the forces that entered Soul Breaking Valley with Xing Tian, only the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group had the strength to compete with Xing Tian. The Snow Wolf Mercenary Group had long returned with the Dragon Spirit Fruit, but the team led by his son had disappeared.
This made him wonder if the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group had tampered with this operation.
“Sir…” Not far away, a member of the Xing Tian Mercenary Group happened to be waiting at the door for the return of the main group. At this moment, his sharp eyes saw that Scarwood had led everyone back and he quickly ran over. “Sir, quick, let’s go over quickly. There’s a good show in the square. A very young fellow wants to challenge Leng Chenfeng!”