Although Jiang Feng did not feel hostility and murderous aura in this person, for masters of this level, the aura can be hidden. Fighting. Only by fighting, in the battle driven by survival instinct, can one detect the original intention in a person's heart.

Therefore, when this person asked Jiang Feng's name, Jiang Feng did not hesitate at all and directly took the sword.

"Little guy, I just asked your name? Is it necessary to be so troublesome? Don't you want to tell me to make it clear? I have never had the habit of forcing others to do it." Seeing Jiang Feng take action, the middle-aged man smiled, raised his right arm, and his two fingers suddenly gathered together, and pinched the bloodthirsty sword that Jiang Feng slashed.

"I'm so arrogant, aren't you afraid that my two fingers will be cut off?" Jiang Feng said coldly, and the sword energy surged out.

"Hey, it's a bit strange." The forced sword energy made the middle-aged man frown slightly and made a sound. The two fingers that stretched out no longer clamped the sword that Jiang Feng cut down, but bounced his fingers towards the tip of the sword.

This scene seems to have been a long time, but from Jiang Feng’s sword drawing to the middle-aged man’s response, and then to the middle-aged man’s moves halfway, it was actually just something that happened in an instant.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound came out, and the middle-aged man bounced his two fingers on the bloodthirsty sword, and the bloodthirsty sword made a trembling sound.

Jiang Feng withdrew his sword, took a step back, looked at the middle-aged man and said, "How about taking my sword again?"

"Okay." The middle-aged man nodded with a smile.

There was no trace of fireworks in his expression, as if it was entirely because he was interested in Jiang Feng, so he agreed to Jiang Feng's request.

Jiang Feng's sword just now was enough to fully confirm that this person had no malice towards him. Otherwise, the middle-aged man would not be so lightly when he took action. It was not because the middle-aged man relied on his cultivation, but because he did not want to really fight Jiang Feng. But even though he was sure of this, Jiang Feng still wanted to try the depth of this person.

"Then let's take the call." Jiang Feng whispered.

After the words came, Jiang Feng cut open with a sword and Qiu Shui took action with him.

"Your sword technique...well, it's a bit weird." The middle-aged man's eyes lit up slightly, thinking, but when he took action, he was only fast but not slow.

Almost at the moment when Jiang Feng set out his sword, the middle-aged man took action. His move was still simple, and he was straightforward because of the simplicity. He also punched him with a fist.

"boom!"

The sword energy dissipated, Jiang Feng's figure shook, and he took two steps back, with a little more surprise in his eyes.

Because it was just to test this person, Jiang Feng Qiushui used his sword to use 50% of the sword intent.

You know, when he was fighting with the red-faced old man in Rongbu Temple, when the red-faced old man was angry, Qiu Shui, a sword with 50% sword intent, could already block some of the attacks of the red-faced old man.

However, the middle-aged man completely blocked his sword with one punch. It is not difficult to judge that this person's strength is only higher than that of the old man with red face.

"How many tribulations are you now?" Jiang Feng asked slowly by putting the bloodthirsty sword in the storage ring. He had no intention of taking action again. Two tests were enough. Once, tests of the middle-aged man's character, and once, tests of the middle-aged man's strength. It would be a bit unnecessary to take action again.

"Not much, it's just the strength of the Second Tribulation Heaven." The middle-aged man said lightly.

Cultivation of the Second Tribulation Heaven?

Jiang Feng pondered and quickly compared this strength with the strongest people with the three-tribulation heaven cultivation he had met. There was no doubt that there was one person Jiang Feng who could not see through for the time being, that is Master Mo Yun.

However, it can be judged at this time that the old man with red face should be at the level of cultivation in Yijiatian, and the old man Qu whom he had seen in the underground black market should be at the same level as the old man with red face, which is at the level of cultivation in Yijiatian. As for Zen Jia Liuli, it is almost at this level.

And just as Jiang Feng pondered like this, he heard the middle-aged man smile, "Little guy, it's clear that I'm asking you first, but I've answered one of your questions, but you haven't answered my questions yet. Isn't it a bit unfair?"

"My name is Jiang Feng." Jiang Feng said at this time.

"Jiang Feng? Oh, his surname is Jiang." The middle-aged man whispered.

"Is there any explanation for this surname?" Jiang Feng asked in confusion.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "If you want to say something, there is something to say. If you want to say nothing, then there is nothing, you have heard of the Jiang family in Yanjing?"

Yanjing Jiang Family?

When Jiang Feng heard the middle-aged man's words, he was stunned and his face became strange.

"Are you a member of the Jiang family?" Seeing Jiang Feng's face change, the middle-aged man asked.

"Yes, I am from the Jiang family." Jiang Feng said slowly.

"Are you really from the Jiang family? Whose son? Jiang Jingyun or Jiang Hanyu's son?" the middle-aged man asked immediately.

Jiang Feng frowned slightly. He heard this person's words not Yanjing accent, but a very rare accent. However, listening to his words clearly meant that he had a certain understanding of the people and things of the Jiang family, which made Jiang Feng curious. After all, in Jiang Feng's memory, there was no impression of this person.

"Who are you?" Jiang Feng did not answer his question, but asked back.

The middle-aged man seemed to have not heard Jiang Feng's words, and suddenly sighed and said, "No wonder when I saw you just now, I felt a little familiar. It turns out that you are from the Jiang family. If I read it correctly, you are Jiang Hanyu's son, right?"

Having said that, the middle-aged man's face was slightly complicated, with a little more reminiscent, and he said softly: "In a blink of an eye, it turns out that so many years have passed, and you have grown up so old. If you hadn't talked about it yourself, I wouldn't have recognized you as a member of the Jiang family."

Jiang Feng was stunned. What does this person mean? Could it be that he had seen him when he was young? But if this is true, why hasn't anyone from the Jiang family mentioned it?

Jiang Feng was puzzled and wanted to ask again. The middle-aged man seemed to see Jiang Feng's thoughts and said, "Although you are from the Jiang family, I have a good impression of you, but if you ask some things, I will not answer you."

Jiang Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Where does this favor come from?"

"From... Well, no, it's such a cunning young man. I almost got you into a cliché." The middle-aged man laughed and said, "But in general, you are very good. It's a blessing to have a little monster like you, the Jiang family, but it's better to be careful in everything. I don't want the little guy like you to die too early."

This sounded very inexplicable to Jiang Feng. He had more doubts in his heart. Unfortunately, after the middle-aged man said this, he turned around and left.

Jiang Feng looked at the man's departure back, thought of the words he had said, and then thought about Jiang Hanyu, and his mother who had never met and had no idea of ​​life or death. He thought secretly that there was no connection between the three.

It was not until the sirens sounded that Jiang Feng came to his senses. Jiang Feng knew that He Li should have called the police. Mr. Ji was dead. The Shengshi Huating would soon block the investigation. Jiang Feng did not stay for too long and left quickly.

...

After Jiang Feng returned to Beijing, he went to Ye's house for the second time.

This time I went to the Ye family, compared to the last time the Ye family was polite to him, the people from the Ye family were invisibly closer to him.

Jiang Feng thought to himself that it was probably the last time he stayed in Ye Qingxuan's boudoir and the Ye family found out that it was not difficult to imagine what would happen if the man and widowed woman gathered in the same room, and Ye Qingxuan was such a beautiful and charming woman.

Although the Ye family had long regarded Jiang Feng as the son-in-law of the Ye family, some things had not been broken before, so it was difficult to explain them clearly. Now that the last layer of film was broken, it was naturally much closer to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng accompanied Lu Xiuxiu and Ye Yu for a while, then went to Mr. Ye's study to have two cups of tea, and then went to Ye Qingxuan's room.

Ye Qingxuan's face was bright, and she was already a happy little woman.

"Mom said you would stay for lunch and have dinner together." Ye Qingxuan said to Jiang Feng.

"Okay." Jiang Feng responded.

"What do you want to eat? I'll cook for you later." Ye Qingxuan said.

"Just let the servant do it. You don't have to do something like cooking? Once or twice is fun, but three or four times is hard." Jiang Feng pulled Ye Qingxuan and sat on his thigh, and said with a smile.

"But, I think it's okay, I won't feel it's hard." Ye Qingxuan leaned her head on Jiang Feng's shoulder and said softly.

Jiang Feng hugged Ye Qingxuan's soft body, smelled the faint fragrance between her hair, and felt warmth gradually in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed Ye Qingxuan's hair, and said, "Qingxuan, let's get engaged."

If there was no accident with Chen Siran, the engagement incident would have been confirmed when Jiang Feng returned to Beijing last time. Now he would have taken it back to the topic, which can be considered as an explanation for Ye Qingxuan on this matter.

"got engaged?"

Hearing these two words suddenly, Ye Qingxuan's delicate body froze slightly. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Feng incredibly, unable to believe that Jiang Feng would say such words.

"What, it's very sudden?" Jiang Feng asked.

"No...I...I..." Ye Qingxuan's lips were stammering. She didn't know what to say. She had been waiting for Jiang Feng to speak, but Jiang Feng never said it. Now Jiang Feng finally said it, making her feel like she was dreaming.

"I do." Ye Qingxuan nodded vigorously and said firmly.

Jiang Feng smiled, reached out and touched Ye Qingxuan's face, and said, "I should have gotten married directly, but I always feel that something is missing. When I make sure of that matter, we will get married."

Jiang Feng said that something was missing was naturally about his mother. Now, whether it was Jiang Hanyu or the middle-aged man he met that night, it was the tip of the iceberg that matters about his mother. Jiang Feng vaguely felt that the whole thing might not take long before it would be revealed.
Chapter completed!