Chapter 1205 [1205] Master, are we still going to fight in the wild?

"withdraw!"

The man with the duck voice gave the order without any hesitation the moment he saw Feng Jianwu.

The other few people looked unwillingly at the middle-aged man whose life or death was unknown, and in an instant, they all disappeared into the night.

"Master, are you okay?"

Feng Jianwu waited until they all left before quickly walking up to Ye Feng and asking about the situation.

Ye Feng smiled at her, "I'm fine. It seems they are quite afraid of you."

He was very surprised. Not only did these people recognize Feng Jianwu at a glance, but they also retreated without hesitation, as if they were very afraid of Feng Jianwu's family.

This immediately gave him a deeper understanding of Feng Jianwu's family.

It seems that the Kazama family is even more powerful than he imagined.

He was only slightly surprised and didn't have time to ask for specific details. The most important thing was to save people first.

He hurriedly squatted down and continued to help the middle-aged man detoxify.

After such a delay, the poison became more severe.

All he can do now is to do his best and leave the rest to fate. Whether this person can survive depends on himself.

After using the needle, he put another piece of Ganoderma lucidum into his mouth and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Jianwu waited for him to finish all this before asking, "Master, can he still be saved?"

Ye Feng shook his head. "I'm afraid the hope is slim. He was poisoned too deeply. It's a miracle that he has survived until now. I have done everything I can. The rest depends on his fate."

The middle-aged man was carried to the side of the road, and the two sat aside and chatted.

"I just heard you say that those people are from Iga? Can you tell me more about it?" Ye Feng started the conversation and turned to look at Fengjian Wu.

Kazama Mai nodded. "Ninjas are divided into many schools, including Musashi, Kai, Echigo, Shinano, Iga, Koga, Kii, etc. Our family practices the Koga school, and those people just now are from the Iga school..."

She then gave a detailed account of the history and differences between the two schools.

Simply put, although Koga and Iga came from the same origin, they gradually developed differences due to some concepts and have become hostile to each other until now.

Relatively speaking, the Koga-ryu ninjas value "loyalty" the most. They must be loyal to their country, family, sect, organization, or friends and lovers.

The ninjas who practice the Iga school value benefits the most. They gather together when there is benefit and disperse when there is no benefit.

This fundamental difference in concept has also led to fundamental differences between the two schools.

The Koga school is relatively moral in its actions. Although it still involves killing people, it does not use overly extreme means.

But the people of the Iga school would do almost anything to achieve their goals.

Just like the poison in the middle-aged man's body, people from the Koga school generally disdain to use it.

Only people from the Iga school would use such means to deal with the enemy.

"No wonder Fengjian is so loyal and righteous, so this is the reason." Ye Feng took the opportunity to praise Fengjian Wu.

Although it was just a simple compliment, it still made Fengjian Wule happy, "Since Fengjian has chosen you to be my master, I will be loyal to you for the rest of my life and will never betray you."

Ye Feng touched her little face, "Feng Jian is so good." Feng Jianwu put her little face in his palm like a kitten, "Master, are we going to play in the wild?"

"Uh……"

Ye Feng's expression suddenly froze, "When did I say I wanted to go jungle?"

Feng Jianwu blinked her big clear eyes and said, "If you don't want to go to the wild, why do you come to the wild?"

Ye Feng really had no way to answer this question. He couldn't say that he was summoned by the system to come to the wild to look for opportunities, right?
"Master, the scenery here is nice, why don't we start here?" Feng Jianwu said excitedly, and at the same time her little hands began to get naughty.

"Kazama, listen to me first, this place is not suitable..." Ye Feng hurriedly stopped him.

But Kazama Mai was already in high spirits and started to unbutton his shirt, "I think this is perfect for you. Kazama has never tried it outdoors before, I'm really excited."

"I...wait a minute, there's a person lying here, what if he wakes up?"

"He's already dead, how can he wake up so soon?"

"What if he wakes up? How embarrassing would that be?"

"If he wakes up, I'll just kill him again."

"..."

"Cough cough..."

Just as the two were pushing each other, a violent cough was suddenly heard.

The two of them immediately stopped what they were doing and looked back.

The middle-aged man, who already had little life left, was now spitting out large mouthfuls of black blood.

Could it be that this guy was stimulated by the plot here?
Ye Feng hurried over and helped him up.

The middle-aged man spat out several mouthfuls of black blood, and the black aura on his face was lessened.

"Get out of here!" The first words the middle-aged man said after he woke up were an angry shout, and he tried to push Ye Feng away.

Although he woke up, he was too deeply poisoned and couldn't use much strength in his body, it was almost like scratching an itch.

Feng Jianwu was immediately displeased and walked over angrily, "You are too ungrateful. Just now you were being chased by several ninjas, and it was my master who saved you. How dare you repay kindness with enmity?"

The middle-aged man looked at the two coldly, "I am a Chinese man, I don't need you Japanese to save me. You saved me, and I will return my life to you."

As he said this, he was about to grab the dagger that had fallen aside.

But he didn't even have the strength to pick up the knife now, and he failed to pick it up after trying several times.

Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh, and asked in Chinese: "If we don't need the Japanese to come to rescue us, can the Chinese come to rescue us?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, "Are you Chinese?"

Ye Feng looked at him with a smile, "I was lucky enough to buy the Zhanlu Sword in Yangcheng Antique Street that day. I didn't expect that after we parted that day, we would meet again in the island country."

The middle-aged man was stunned. "You...you are..."

Ye Feng nodded, "Yes, it's me."

(End of this chapter)