Ye Qing's appearance caused Zhang Xianxian and Zhang Xing 'er to be stunned. Their beautiful eyes revealed astonishment. They knew that Ye Qing's speed was very fast, but they didn't think that he could contend against the powerful Purple Mist Draconic Eagle.
"Young Master, leave now. Don't go into the purple mist. Otherwise, you won't be able to get out!" Zhang Xianxian reminded him.
"Young Master, you can't stay here for long. Leave now. If possible, go outside and find some powerful warriors for us. If they can save our Illusionary Sect, we will be very grateful!"
Zhang Xinger said. There was a sense of urgency and anxiety in her voice.
Zhang Xinger was trapped in the purple mist. Of course, she wanted to get out. However, she believed that Ye Qing couldn't break into the purple mist with his strength. Breaking in rashly was courting death.
In the hunting team, the young warriors were gloomy when they saw Ye Qing. They thought some powerful warrior had come. They didn't expect that it was just a young man at the first level of the Fate Wheel Realm.
When they were outside Nanjiang just now, they had witnessed Ye Qing's speed. However, what was the use of just having speed?
Their cultivation was too weak to withstand the purple mist released by the Purple Mist Draconic Eagle.
Therefore, when the young warriors saw Ye Qing, they were indifferent. Their eyes were gloomy as if they had foreseen their tragic end.
"Young man, you are lucky that you didn't run into the Purple Mist Draconic Eagle. Leave now. You can't fight against such a powerful beast with inferior Celestial Dragon Bloodline!"
When the Patriarch of the Illusionary Sect saw Ye Qing, there was a glint of kindness in his cloudy eyes.
The Patriarch of the Illusionary Sect was kind-hearted. He didn't think Ye Qing had the courage to break into the purple mist. Of course, he didn't think Ye Qing had the guts to break into the purple mist. He was just reminding him out of kindness.
Ye Qing floated in the air, watching the situation below with a calm expression.
As far as he was concerned, the Purple Mist Draconic Eagle was something. However, it was not qualified to stop him.
"Girls, don't worry. It's okay."
A smile blossomed on Ye Qing's face. His figure moved and he charged into the purple mist.
The youths from the Mirrored Flower Sect all started to laugh coldly. Their gazes were cold and merciless with a hint of mockery.
In their minds, Ye Qing must have been bewitched by Zhang Xianxian and Zhang Xing 'er's beauty. With his cultivation, how could he think of playing the hero and saving the damsel in distress? What a joke!
"Brat, you want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress. Unfortunately, you don't have enough strength!"
"What a joke. Even after seeing the Purple Mist Draconic Eagle, he still didn't run away. Interesting."
"Alas, it's a good thing to have one more person to accompany me on the road to the underworld!"
The youths of the Mirrored Flower Sect began to discuss. They all looked down on Ye Qing. They believed that the moment Ye Qing touched the purple mist, he would be completely annihilated and turn into a pool of blood.
Time passed. Very quickly, Ye Qing came into the range of the purple mist and touched it.
Unexpectedly, after Ye Qing touched the purple mist, there was no adverse reaction. He still had a bright smile on his face, as if the purple mist didn't exist at all.
This scene completely stunned the geniuses present. They were all dumbfounded, as if they had been struck by lightning. They stood motionless on the spot!
The scene was too shocking. The purple mist had strong corrosive properties. Even the elders of the Mirrored Flower Sect were like snakes and scorpions. However, Ye Qing could easily enter it without being affected at all.
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Ye Qing stepped on the void and appeared behind Zhang Xianxian and Zhang Xing 'er.
After that, Ye Qing moved left and right, each hand grabbing a young man. His figure flickered and disappeared.
Weng!
Golden light appeared on Zhang Xianxian and Zhang Xing 'er's bodies. Ye Qing took out the Ruyi Jingu Bang and formed a defensive shield with the half-step ultimate immortal treasure Ruyi Jingu Bang.
With the strength of Ye Qing's physical body, he definitely didn't have to worry about the purple mist's effects. The reason why he took out the Ruyi Jingu Bang was to protect Zhang Xianxian and Zhang Xing 'er.
"Whoosh". It was slow to say, but in fact, Ye Qing rushed out very quickly. In less than 0.1 second, he arrived outside the purple mist and rushed out of the encirclement with Zhang Xianxian and Zhang Xinger.
Zhang Xianxian and Zhang Xing 'er were stunned. They looked at Ye Qing blankly, not knowing what to say.
When Ye Qing rushed in, many scenes appeared in their minds. Without exception, they were all of Ye Qing's tragic death.
Because of this, they were extremely moved in their hearts. One must know that Ye Qing had only met them once, yet he dared to risk his life to save them.
In comparison, the youths of the Mirrored Flower Sect often fawned over them. They had lived in the same sect for decades. However, when something big happened, they couldn't compare to Ye Qing, a stranger.
"Young Master, may I know your name? This young lady will be eternally grateful!" Zhang Xinger's red lips parted slightly as she spoke slowly.
"Sir, Xianxian has a presumptuous request. Can you save our elder?"
Zhang Xianxian asked softly, looking at the elder in the purple mist.
As the elder of the Mirrored Flower Sect, he was under the greatest pressure. He was responsible for protecting the youths of the Mirrored Flower Sect. Therefore, his injuries were the most serious. He couldn't hold on for long, and was in danger of dying at any time.
"Ladies, it's a small matter for me to save you. Don't take it to heart."
Ye Qing grinned, and as he spoke, his figure disappeared.
In half a breath's time, Ye Qing passed through the purple mist and appeared beside the elder of the Mirrored Flower Sect.
Then, Ye Qing grabbed the elder of the Mirrored Flower Sect, passed through the purple mist, and successfully helped the elder to escape.
The elder of the Mirrored Flower Sect felt like he was dreaming. He was suddenly outside the purple mist and out of danger. He still couldn't believe it and panted heavily.
"Young man, may I ask, which sect are you from?"
After the elder of the Mirrored Flower Sect recovered, he bowed slightly to Ye Qing and asked.
In the eyes of the elder of the Mirrored Flower Sect, there was deep gratitude and a trace of admiration. He had lived for thousands of years, but compared to the young man in front of him, his talent was like trash. He had lived for so many years in vain.
"I'm the leader of the League of Legends, Lei Feng!
I'm the one who doesn't leave my name after doing good deeds!
People call me the living Lei Feng. "
Ye Qing grinned and put his hands on his hips. He looked up into the sky with misty eyes, acting like a gentleman.
Zhang Xianxian and Zhang Xing 'er's hearts trembled. They felt that Ye Qing was very different from the so-called geniuses of the Mirrored Flower Sect.
Looking at his eyes, they were so pure, as if they contained the sea of stars. He was not like those geniuses of the Mirrored Flower Sect who had evil thoughts in their eyes.
"Living Lei Feng?
Young Master, is your name Lei Feng? "Zhang Xianxian opened her mouth slightly and asked softly.
"Cough, cough, cough. Of course not. Lei Feng is just my nickname. Sorry, people call me the living Lei Feng because I like to help people and often do good deeds. As for my real name, you don't need to know because I, Lei Feng, never leave my name after doing good deeds."
Ye Qing's words stunned Zhang Xianxian and Zhang Xing 'er.
Damn, if you never leave your name after doing good deeds, how would people know that your nickname is Lei Feng?
"Young … Young Master Lei, you are so humorous."
Zhang Xianxian was a little speechless and could only smile awkwardly.
"Damn, what Young Master Lei? I already said that Lei Feng is my nickname."
The corner of Ye Qing's mouth twitched. Then, he looked into the distance and leaned against a big tree, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. That kind of noble demeanor, the elegant demeanor of a gentleman, was undoubtedly displayed. It made the hearts of the two beauties flutter!