Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 993 - 920: Heading to Yanglong

"You’re really too modest, I know, you and your disciple are both great heroes. Last time your disciple had a fierce battle against a Korean fighter, he was incredibly brave and handsome, bringing glory to the country, and has many admirers."

Du Jing said excitedly, as she had watched Zhong Ming’s fight throughout.

From the unexpected beginning, where Zhong Ming defeated Korea’s star fighter Li Xiangyu with one move, to later confronting their Chairman Park Myung Jun, and finally battling a dozen Korean fighters on his own.

Zhong Ming’s combat prowess was formidable, nearly invincible, beating those Korean fighters was truly satisfying.

Previously, Du Jing was puzzled about how such a young and refined young man could be the instructor of that warrior.

Now she finally understood, Ye Qingfeng was indeed his instructor.

This man is simply too amazing!

Ye Qingfeng smiled faintly, not wanting to chat idly with Du Jing, and walked towards the driver who had just escaped.

"Instructor, I’m Du Jing, could I ask your name? You’re so formidable, as an instructor, could you be part of our Huaxia’s special forces?"

Out of a reporter’s habit, Du Jing followed and couldn’t help asking.

"Don’t kill me, I’m innocent..."

The driver cried out fearfully, as Ye Qingfeng killed coldly.

Even those guys died at the hands of this God of Kill, it would be all too easy to kill himself.

Trying to crawl away, the driver found himself unable to do so due to his knees being pierced by Ye Qingfeng’s iron nails.

Ye Qingfeng raised his hand, but didn’t kill the driver, marking him with Spiritual Energy on his head.

"No need to explain to me, I’ll give you a chance, later go to the police station and turn yourself in." Ye Qingfeng looked at the driver and spoke in a flat tone, "You could also gamble and try to escape, then you would understand what kind of happiness dying could bring."

Ye Qingfeng’s calm voice exploded like a thunder in the driver’s mind.

"Okay, okay, I will definitely turn myself in, I dare not escape."

Feeling as if receiving a grand amnesty, the driver responded repeatedly.

He decided to turn himself in, as the man’s decisive killing plunged him into absolute terror.

He merely participated in robbery and turning himself in would just mean a few years in jail, whereas in this man’s hands meant instant death.

Ye Qingfeng didn’t bother with what the driver thought, if he dared to escape, Ye Qingfeng wasn’t inclined to care, but if encountered, he had thousands of ways to make the driver wish for death.

Without further words, Ye Qingfeng turned and left, unexpectedly Du Jing followed.

"Why are you following me, Yanglong is at the border area, it’s dangerous for a woman like you to go, you’d better return."

Ye Qingfeng wanted to rid himself of Du Jing and head straight to Yanglong.

"I’m a reporter, heading to Yanglong for interviews. I was initially framed by the editor to go there. But seeing the chaos here, I really want to check Yanglong out, conduct interviews to show domestic people the life of those at the border."

Du Jing replied.

"Yanglong is such a mess, it’s too dangerous for you to go."

Ye Qingfeng said casually.

"It doesn’t matter, with Instructor Ye here, I feel very safe."

Du Jing said with a smile.

Ye Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that he never said he’d protect her; what relation did she have with him?

Du Jing didn’t know Ye Qingfeng, hearing Zhong Ming call him instructor, assumed Ye Qingfeng was a soldier from Huaxia’s mysterious special forces, especially since Ye Qingfeng had just saved her.

Therefore, Du Jing felt Ye Qingfeng was an upright and kind-hearted man.

Ye Qingfeng didn’t say any more; he was heading to Yanglong anyway, so he might as well take Du Jing along.

Thus, the two headed to Yanglong, Du Jing’s car had been driven away by Xu Sanchi, leaving them to journey on foot.

The road to Yanglong was still far, and following Du Jing, Ye Qingfeng had slowed down his pace.

After over two hours of walking, Du Jing began to falter, stealing a glance at Ye Qingfeng, who seemed composed with no hint of fatigue.

With no alternative, Du Jing pretended as if nothing was amiss, as she insisted on following Ye Qingfeng.

She also discerned Ye Qingfeng was going to Yanglong for his own purposes, possibly a national matter, having slowed him down, she felt apologetic about asking him to stop for a break.

Ye Qingfeng naturally noticed Du Jing’s exhaustion, her furtive glance at him was caught by Ye Qingfeng’s Divine Sense. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Forget it, I’ll carry you."

Ye Qingfeng suddenly stopped and said.

"Ah, no need, I’m fine..."

Du Jing blushed, quickly replying.

Ye Qingfeng had walked for two hours too, and no matter how good his stamina was, he’d be a little tired.

Moreover, with such a long way ahead, carrying her seemed impossible.

"I should stay here and rest for a bit, I’ll be fine soon."

"I’ll carry you, it’s faster this way. I have matters to attend to in Yanglong, hop on."

Ye Qingfeng directly walked up to Du Jing and crouched slightly.

Even Ye Qingfeng wondered if he was being too kind-hearted.

In the past, he’d have walked off alone, not caring about Du Jing.

Du Jing hesitated, if any ordinary man offered to carry her on his back, she’d definitely refuse.

But Ye Qingfeng gave her a different feeling, he was Huaxia’s mysterious special forces soldier, strong and upright.

And Ye Qingfeng’s presence beside her made her feel very comfortable.

Without further thought, Du Jing blushingly lay on Ye Qingfeng’s back.

The soft body pressed against his back along with a pleasant fragrance, yet Ye Qingfeng didn’t think much, only wanting to reach Yanglong quickly.

Supporting Du Jing’s hip lightly with his hand, Ye Qingfeng started jogging with her on his back.

Feeling Ye Qingfeng’s fiery hands, Du Jing’s face turned even more red, but Ye Qingfeng had no other actions, putting her at ease.

This is a upright man.

This was Du Jing’s impression, indeed Huaxia’s special soldier, skilled and upright, she thought to herself.

Comfortably lying on Ye Qingfeng’s back, Du Jing more clearly sensed Ye Qingfeng’s aura, a peculiar feeling as if an aroma emanated from him, making her feel at ease.

Feeling Ye Qingfeng’s aura, Du Jing felt invigorated, fatigue dissipating away.

Ye Qingfeng oblivious to Du Jing’s thoughts, ran towards Yanglong at a steady pace, he could go faster but feared Du Jing might not withstand it.

After a while, Du Jing mentioned on Ye Qingfeng’s back, "Ye Qingfeng, perhaps you should let me down, I feel rested now, fatigue gone."