Although Zhou Wuluo really wanted to say that he was fair, he could simply be described as idle.

At this moment, although Feng Jing is very abnormal, Zhou Wuluo can't break it, and he has to say in front of Su Ye that Feng Jing is not usually like this, and he is only like this when he sees you.

Doesn't that just make Su Yehui give birth to the idea that Feng Jing doesn't like him?

Besides, Zhou Wuluo knew that if his grandfather really didn't like a person, he would definitely not beat around the bush, maybe Su Ye wouldn't even be able to enter this door.

Zhou Wuluo didn't see the picture of Feng Jing pulling Su Ye chattering, he knew that Feng Jing really liked Su Ye, the reason why his performance just now was very abnormal, it was really because he suddenly encountered something very important to deal with, otherwise it would not be like this.

And Zhou Wuluo didn't know what was going on, so naturally he didn't know what to say.

At the same time, after walking out of the wing, he walked straight to the balcony, tremblingly lit the cigarette in his mouth, looked at the distant sky, laughed dumbly, and couldn't help muttering: "You are really an out-and-out bastard, you have made up your mind that you don't want to see Lao Tzu in your life, right, you say you, why bother......"

A cigarette was only halfway through, and the mobile phone that Feng Jing was holding tightly in his hand rang, this time, it was not the continuous text message prompts, but the real call ringtone.

After Feng Jing pressed the answer button, he put the phone to his ear, but did not speak.

On the other end of the phone, there was also silence.

Until the cigarette butt in Feng Jing's hand had burned out, burning Feng Jing's index finger, making Feng Jing couldn't help but gasp.

An urgent inquiry came from the other end of the phone.

"Dad, are you alright?"

Feng Jing gritted his teeth and scolded: "It's quite capable, you still know how to make calls, why don't you continue to text Lao Tzu?" Now don't you worry about Lao Tzu scolding you?"

Obviously, the person on the other end of the phone didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only laugh vigorously.

But Feng Jing took out a cigarette and lit a fire.

Hearing the sound of the lighter, the person on the other end of the phone couldn't help but sigh softly, "Dad, smoke less, it's not good for your health." ”

Feng Jing said quietly: "If you live well, even if you live a long time, what can you do?

"Dad......"

"It's the same as smoking, you always say that smoking is bad for your health, and you worry about this and that, but those who don't smoke really have to live longer than those of us who smoke?" Feng Jing said to himself: "This person, why do you have to limit so many rules and regulations for yourself, how tired it is to live, or my old friend can see through it, without worries, and live how he wants, it's really fucking happy!" What Lao Tzu regrets now is why he didn't choose the same path as him in the first place, resulting in me now, being restricted by all kinds of rules and regulations, even if I want to be angry, I have to endure it!"

The person on the other end of the phone immediately said anxiously: "Dad, you must not be impulsive." ”

Feng Jing laughed at himself, and then scolded: "Impulsive?

How about it? Do you kill it yourself, or do you gather your men to fight it?"

"You can't do that......"

"Yes, I obviously have the ability to do this, but I can't do this......" Feng Jing said quietly: "Because I am no longer a person, I represent too many things, and my every move will implicate many people, isn't it?"

The person on the other end of the phone pursed his lips, and he couldn't answer anything for a while.

I saw Feng Jing laughing dumbly and said: "So, how comfortable is my old friend's life? He only represents himself, there is no burden, there is any grudge that he can't let go, he can repay if he wants, you see, one person kills on the top of the mountain, not only the slay enemy of the year, but also with the strength of the innate realm, one person will not fall behind when he fights three earth fairyland realms, how majestic!"

"Dad, the festival mourns and ......"

Feng Jing interrupted: "You told me before that he competed with that Masaki Ryosuke as agreed, and after he won, those bastards played tricks and sent the Earth Fairyland to intervene, wanting to leave him behind?"

Before the person on the other end of the phone could speak, Feng Jing continued in a deep voice: "Come on, come on, tell me, in the text message you sent me, you said that the bastard didn't run? Why!"

The person on the other end of the phone was a little dumbfounded for a moment, how do I know this?

Obviously it's just an innate realm, and under the siege of the three Earth Immortal Realms, you can still live with it in a few moves, and if you want to run, it's definitely no problem.

Besides, Wan Changqing is already on his way over, as long as you run for a while, when Wan Changqing arrives, do those people dare to do anything to you?

Although Wan Changqing's hidden strength is just an earth fairyland, what Wan Changqing represents, but the night watchman of Huaxia, if you can join Wan Changqing, even if you kill someone on someone's territory, if the other party wants to move you, you have to weigh it.

As long as you and Wan Changqing successfully return to Huaxia, then no matter how loud those people are, what can they do in the end?

There are so many people who will protect you, so those people can only condemn a few words in the end, not painful, give them ten guts, and they dare to go wild in today's China?

"I ...... I don't know ......."

In the end, the person on the other end of the phone can only answer truthfully.

But Feng Jing raised his head and laughed, but tears flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly: "Because of that bastard thing, he must have felt that he didn't hold on to Beiping, East China and other places back then, so he could only retreat and retreat, very cowardly, now, there is no restraint, no worries, you don't have to run anymore! Bastard! What a bastard! Why don't you worry, I know that Lao Tzu will help you take care of your grandson, right?"

On the other end of the phone, there was only a soft sigh, because he knew that after Feng Jing had the previous psychological preparations, it was no longer so difficult to accept such a result, and these words of indignant scolding at this time, although they sounded like scolding him again, were actually scolding Su Youguo.

I don't know how long Feng Jing scolded, but the person on the other end of the phone didn't interject and say anything.

I only know that on the balcony, there are a pile of cigarette butts

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And the group of Blood Fang Squad guarding the balcony also looked like they hadn't heard anything, after all, they knew that there were some things they should know, so they would still know after all, but there were some things they shouldn't know, even if they heard it, they had to pretend that they didn't hear it.

After a long time, the person on the other end of the phone felt that Feng Jing was a little tired of scolding, and there was obviously a tired posture in his tone, so he muttered slightly: "Dad, that Wan Changqing ......"

"You want to say let Wan Changqing come back?"

"After all, he is the leader of the Night's Watch, and he represents ......"

Feng Jing's face turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Wan Changqing is his apprentice! You go and tell everyone that that kid is qualified to meddle in this matter, if anyone dares to stop it, Lao Tzu will be the first to turn his face with him!"

(End of chapter)