Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"Hey, don’t you have any conscience? It’s Brother Xingchen who brought you here, can’t you at least thank him?" said the Skinny Girl again.

"Yes, all thanks to Li Xingchen. We really should thank him!"

"Hehe, we can let Little Yi thank him on our behalf later." said a group of girls with laughter.

Li Xingchen smiled slightly, a hint of pride appearing on his face. He was quite satisfied.

He admired the Skinny Girl’s ability to point out his importance at the right moment, making him the main character.

This was why, even though Li Xingchen knew the Skinny was self-serving for his money, he still kept her by his side.

"Ah, I wonder if we’ll ever meet Ye Kill God again." cried a girl.

"If I could just say one word to him, I’d be satisfied!" sighed the short-haired girl holding Little Yi’s arm, eyes filled with anticipation.

"A bunch of idiots!" thought the Skinny Girl disdainfully, "That Ye Qingfeng is indeed charming, but what sort of person is he? Unrealistic, fanciful—a bunch of naive little girls!"

Right now, she just wanted to hold onto Li Xingchen tightly and not let him become infatuated with Little Yi, which was the most important.

"Hehe, you like martial artists, right? How about following me?"

At this moment, a short-statured man suddenly let out a lewd laugh.

A group of girls was momentarily stunned.

"Smelly shorty, what are you saying, ugly jerk, get lost!" the Skinny Girl immediately shouted with a frown.

"What did you say!" The short man instantly got angry, showing a murderous intent, and stepped forward to grab the Skinny’s arm, "I just like tall ones. Today, you’re going to be with me!"

The Skinny Girl was terrified, her face losing color, wanting to struggle, but the short man grabbed her tightly, leaving her unable to move.

The short man’s bold behavior was outrageous; he was really short, directly reaching into Skinny’s thigh, unabashedly, rubbing fiercely.

The Skinny’s face turned red, embarrassed and uncomfortable, feeling extremely disgusted yet anxious and helpless, she hurriedly looked to Li Xingchen for help.

"Kid, are you trying to meddle?" The short man coldly glared at Li Xingchen, shooting out a chill.

"Huang Lan, take good care of the senior, the senior is showing you kindness, later you will get benefits!" Li Xingchen promptly smiled flatteringly.

He didn’t dare to offend a martial artist; he desperately wanted to curry favor.

The Skinny Girl was slightly stunned, not expecting Li Xingchen to be so weak, lacking any bravado in front of such a disgusting man.

She gently gritted her teeth, but truly didn’t dare resist.

Li Xingchen, she couldn’t offend!

This martial artist, she couldn’t afford to offend either.

A tear of grievance instantly slid down her cheek; for money and survival, she could only grit her teeth and accept.

"What are you doing? In broad daylight, do martial artists think they can ignore the law?" Little Yi was the first to speak harshly.

The short man jerked his head back, his eyes shining instantly.

This one, was truly a beauty, much prettier than that Skinny.

"What do you want?" Little Yi asked, a bit afraid.

"Hehe, the law – look at that Ye Kill God earlier, he killed so many people, can the law control him?" The short man laughed lewdly, "Very good, such a rare beauty is hard to find, I’m lucky!"

"Little Yi!" Li Xingchen couldn’t help but call out.

"Shut up, kneel for me!" The short man turned around and shouted fiercely.

Li Xingchen was so scared that he went weak at the knees, actually kneeling down, his legs trembling, almost wetting his pants.

"If you dare to come over, I’ll call the police!" the short-haired girl quickly shouted.

"Get lost!"

The short man slapped her directly, sending her flying, and then reached out his demonic hand towards Little Yi.

"Beauty, don’t even think about escaping..."

"Shua!"

A cold beam gleamed, red light flashed momentarily, only to see the short man’s outstretched hand suddenly cut off at the wrist, neatly, blood instantly gushing out.

"Ah, my hand, who, who dares to sneak attack me!" The short man roared angrily, looking to the side.

There, a black figure emerged. Everyone opened their mouths wide in surprise, like being struck by lightning!

The short man’s breathing halted, seeing the black figure, only feeling his legs tremble, unable to stand.

"Ye... Ye Kill God, senior, spare me, Senior Ye!"

The short man pleaded, crying painfully, his face filled with extreme fear.

As if seeing a ghost!

Ye Qingfeng’s image in the hearts of these martial artists was far more terrifying than a ghost.

"Senior, I’m sorry, really sorry, I won’t dare again, I swear, I’ll become a good person!" The short man saw Ye Qingfeng say nothing, directly frightened into kneeling.

Constantly kowtowing, even with blood gushing from the severed arm, he had no time to deal with it.

"Three breaths time, disappear." Ye Qingfeng’s voice rang out.

"Thank you, senior, thank you!"

The short man was as if granted amnesty, picked up the severed hand, and turned to run.

It was him!

Isn’t he known as the cold-hearted God of Kill?

His methods ruthless, his actions domineering, unexpected that he would return to act chivalrously.

A group of girls felt their hearts pound wildly, nervously, after all, it was their first time being so close to this great figure.

The shocking battle earlier was witnessed by several, their spirits still shaken.

Previously they were saying how wonderful it would be to just speak one word with Ye Kill God; surprisingly, in the blink of an eye, this significant figure appeared before them.

At this moment, their hearts could be described as both nervous and excited.

"Is everything alright?"

Ye Qingfeng spoke.

His black hair, black eyes, light black robe swaying gently, his tall and graceful figure, the ice-cold expression giving a suffocating feeling to the group of girls.

"Ye Kill... Ye Qingfeng, it’s really Ye Qingfeng!"

"We’re alright, thank you so much, thanks!"

"I didn’t expect you to be so kind, acting chivalrously, unlike other martial artists who don’t bother with ordinary matters; seems you are a hero with clear rights and wrongs!"

A group of girls’ eyes lit up immediately, staring at Ye Qingfeng, eagerly speaking.

Eager to flock up immediately.

If it weren’t for Ye Qingfeng’s truly cold demeanor preventing them from daring to approach, they’d have come up asking for pictures immediately.

At this moment, Little Yi stayed where she was, eyes slightly wet, her lovely appearance moving people.

"Little Yi, why are you crying?" The short-haired girl was suddenly stunned, then laughed, "Are you too excited to see your idol?"

"Rest assured, with me here, no one in this world can bully you again!" Ye Qingfeng said arrogantly and coldly.

A group of girls’ hearts throbbed!

This sentence, was directed at Little Yi, were they... could Ye Kill God have taken a liking to Little Yi?

Although Little Yi is quite pretty, but with the reputation of this God of Kill, he shouldn’t lack women, why...