Chapter 112: What's Next?

The boiling water in the hall is boiling, and the fragrance of tea is permeated, refreshing people's hearts.

Feng Qingyan sat silently, savoring the tea, and his heart was as unwavering as an ancient well.

Shang Chao sighed, and then sat down and continued to drink tea, his eyes were staring at Feng Qingyan, as if he wanted to see the other party through. To be honest, he really couldn't see through Feng Qingyan, the other party was too quiet, and there was a kind of calmness that Mount Tai pressed on the top and his color remained unchanged.

With this calmness alone, he had to look up.

Actually, Feng Qingyan is a person, he personally feels pretty good, of course, except for the other party's boasting about Haikou. There are so many experts in the world, and there are so many strange people in the Celestial Empire, they can't do anything, what can he do?

The Shang Dynasty drank tea silently.

"Brother, why don't you stay here for a while? The scenery here is good, the air is very fresh, and it is good to relax for a few days." Shang Qing, who was quietly drinking tea, said lightly, her expression was very relaxed and she looked very leisurely.

Shang Chao glanced at Feng Qingyan, also drank a cup of tea, shook his head and said, "No, brother still has work to do, since you are going to live here for a while, then take good care of yourself and don't let grandpa worry." ā€

Shang Qing smiled and said, "I know." ā€

After a while, Shang Chao stood up and said, "Xiaoqing, I should leave too." ā€

"So fast?" Shang Qing asked.

Shang Chao smiled, and then said to Feng Qingyan: "Mr. Feng, my little sister has been bothering you a lot these days, her health is not good, please take care of her." ā€

"Rest assured. ā€

Feng Qingyan also stood up.

Shang Chao was silent for a moment, then nodded, and then walked down the hall. At this time, the flat head of the board that had been standing quietly in the courtyard also went out.

Feng Qingyan and Shang Qing also walked out of the courtyard and watched the off-road vehicle slowly leave.

Shang Qing was dressed in simple plain clothes, strolling among the grass, exuding a dusty atmosphere on her body, coupled with her delicate and beautiful melon seed face, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

"I saw a video online. ā€

She strolled through the grass and stopped when she saw the Land Temple, quietly looking at the temple with cigarette smoke, "I consulted some computer experts, and they said that this video should be real......

At this moment, Feng Qingyan naturally knew what video she was talking about, and smiled: "It's true." ā€

She smiled and said, "Come and see my house." ā€

Feng Qingyan was slightly stunned, then followed, and then saw the busy construction site and said, "It turns out that you are the rich man." ā€

"Big Rich?"

Shang Qing smiled and said, "I'm not a rich man. ā€

After a while, the two walked by the Xiaoqing River, their mood was very relaxed, chatting as they walked. At this moment, Feng Qingyan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, as if something was about to come out from under the flesh.

It's all too familiar to suffer.

At this time, his face looked extremely painful, and his face became hideous, and a dense layer of fine beads of sweat quickly seeped out on his handsome and slightly pale face. He clenched his teeth, his hands clenched into fists, and his body trembled slightly, looking extremely uncomfortable.

"Classmate Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Shang Qing was shocked when he saw it, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious.

"I—I'm fine......"

Feng Qingyan clenched his fists tightly, and then his whole body fell to the ground, "I'm fine, no need to call someone." ā€

Just as Shang Qing was about to shout for help, Feng Qingyan stopped her, and she asked a little anxiously, "Are you really okay?"

"It's okay, my own situation, I know, it'll be fine in a while. ā€

Feng Qingyan endured it, and drops of sweat rolled down his pale face, and in just a moment, the sweat on his body had already wet his clothes, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water.

"Classmate Feng, are you really okay?"

Shang Qing was very worried when he saw Feng Qingyan in such pain.

"Ahh

Feng Qingyan couldn't help it, and couldn't help but let out a low roar, a little hysterical.

He felt the layer of flesh behind his back as if it had been violently torn open by a strong force, and something terrifying had come out of it.

It's incredibly familiar.

What's going on like this?

Don't......

"Feng classmate, Feng classmate ......"

Shang Qing was a little at a loss, and kept helping him wipe his sweat, but the sweat flowed down like water, and he couldn't finish wiping it at all.

At this time, she was ready to call again.

"I'm fine. ā€

After a low roar, the pain on Feng Qingyan's back finally receded.

At this time, he looked very weak and tired, feeling weak, and his whole body collapsed on the ground.

Shang Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Feng Qingyan's pain seemed to recede.

After resting for more than ten minutes, Feng Qingyan also recovered, and then slowly struggled to stand up and patted the grass clippings on his body.

"It's okay, don't worry, it's just some old problems. ā€

Feng Qingyan smiled, but his face was very pale at this time, and he looked sick. At this time, Shang Qing said, "I know a few good experts, do you want to invite them to take a look?"

"No, I don't. Feng Qingyan shook his head.

"Really, no?" Shang Qing frowned.

"Not really, it's not a disease. Feng Qingyan sighed and said, I don't know why my back suddenly hurts again, could it be that the green-faced fangs are about to crawl out again?

The last time the blue-faced fangs crawled out and brought him a land temple. So what will it be this time? Or just plain pain.

Feng Qingyan was thinking.

"Not a disease?"

At this time, Shang Qing's face became a little strange, could he be like himself? If so, then since he said that Yuye could cure her, then why hadn't he cured it himself?

At this time, she said again: "Isn't it okay for Yuye?"

"No, you can't. ā€

Feng Qingyan shook his head, at this time he also knew what she was thinking, smiled and said, "But don't worry, Yuye will definitely cure your illness." ā€

"Hopefully. ā€

Shang Qing nodded.

Soon, the two returned to the compound.

At this time, my grandfather and grandmother were also at home, and they were a little surprised to see Feng Qingyan come back with a woman who was so beautiful that she didn't seem to eat fireworks in the world, and they didn't even notice Feng Qingyan's face.

"Old man, what do you think?" asked Grandma Zheng Xiu.

"What?" said Grandpa.

Grandmother Zheng Xiu immediately rolled her eyes, and then walked up with a smile, and at this time, Feng Qingyan also gave a brief introduction, and Shang Qing also greeted very politely.

Grandma smiled and nodded, and then she finally noticed Feng Qingyan's face, and asked, "Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you, why is your face so pale?"

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