"Hey, I said Lao Jin, those two bastards can't be fooling us, right? Wait until the Year of the Monkey and Ma Yue? Don't be a guardian spirit, let's become an earthbound spirit first!" Ling Feng didn't know how many times he asked this question, but it was really boring, could he still live without moving?

Well, it's a bit funny for a ghost to think about whether or not to live, and the point is that this question that has been asked many times has never been answered.

That's right, the iceberg next door hasn't melted yet!

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the chatter never cares if anyone talks to him, only whether anyone listens to him.

Ling Feng wanted to continue talking to himself, but unfortunately a figure stopped in front of his tomb.

Not to mention Ling Feng, even the eyes of the iceberg Kim Jong-hoon were cast.

The person who came was a girl, Ling Feng stood beside her and measured it, her height was probably less than one meter six, her arms and legs were thin, and her chest was blocked by a bouquet of lilies she was holding, she couldn't see the scale, but it was estimated that she was not optimistic.

Ahem, Ling Feng was a pure high school student before he was a student, how could he do such an obscene act as visually inspecting a girl's breast size? Ling Feng's gaze was purely attracted by the bouquet of flowers, and the truth was definitely like this!

Let's look at the face, but this time, Ling Feng is happy!

"Hey, old Kim, this is your dish!"

It's not a secret, and the school knows about it.

Although Kim Jung-hoon is an ice cube face to everyone, there is still a difference in the cold index - if it is a refrigerator freezer for passers-by, a refrigerator for his family, and a diamond star fist for Ling Feng, and for a girl with a pair of smiling eyes, it probably fluctuates up and down at zero degrees Celsius.

The girl standing in front of Ling Feng's tomb has a pair of crooked smiling eyes, with a palm-sized baby face and Qi Liu Overseas and short hair, the whole person is as beautiful as a small white flower, with a slender and petite figure, Chu Chu is so pitiful that people want to take care of her from any harm at a glance!

Ling Feng was sure that he had never seen this girl, although there were more girls who approached him intentionally or unintentionally, but this little face, as long as he saw it, he would definitely have an impression.

So the question is, does this girl know Ling Feng?

If Jin Ling and the others didn't know each other, even if they didn't know each other, these two pieces of ghost little fresh meat would have been taken away by a large wave of senior sisters and sisters who surged some time ago.

It's not good that the two of them don't know each other, and the people who come to the grave don't know them to meet the conditions, isn't this, the car accident news is on the net in the morning, the second generation of car accidents, two dead at a time, such a happy thing, you can imagine how widely it has spread, let's not say that no one in the world knows you, at least there are few fish in Evergreen City!

In Ling Feng's nervous anticipation, tears gradually appeared in the girl's eyes, and finally a drop overflowed, slid down her cheek, lingered on her small chin, and fell to the ground helplessly.

She bent down to place the bouquet in front of the tombstone, and said something in a nasal voice that made Ling Feng instantly stiffen.

"Dad, Xiaoru has come to see you!"

After waiting for more than 20 days, he finally became a guardian spirit, which should have been a happy thing, but when he thought that the guardian object would be a stupid cute thing who called his father indiscriminately, he had a sense of foreboding that the future would be dim.

What made him even more unhappy was that the straight lip line of the iceberg next door for ten thousand years was actually curled upwards a little!

This is ridicule, isn't it? This is schadenfreude! Hey, my temper tantrum!

It's a pity that the temper is useless, the two bastard ministers never said that the binding distance between the guardian spirit and the guardian object is also three meters, so he couldn't reach Kim Jong-hoon before, and now he can't reach it.

If you can't reach it, don't bother in vain, play monkey like a monkey, and let that facial paralysis see a joke in vain.

Let's take a look at something pleasing to the eye, such as the blue sky, white clouds, green grass, flowers, and then pear blossoms with rain Xiaoru sister paper.

Ling Feng would never admit that there was an evil feeling of listening to a soft girl with a soft voice and a beautiful voice calling him father! The reason why he squatted next to Xiao Ru, who was cleaning up his grave, was entirely because he had become a guardian spirit, yes, that's it!

Listening to this little white flower-like sister weeping and pouring out her thoughts about her deceased father, watching her use her delicate fingers to pull out the grass that appeared between the cement crevices one by one, Ling Feng was silent, and the little unwillingness just now is completely gone.

Such a cute good girl paper, if there is no one to protect it, it will definitely be hurt in various ways!

But now it's different, I, the male god Ling, have become her guardian spirit, and I will definitely protect her healthy growth, and no one wants to hurt her!

Speaking of which, it's not a loss for her to call herself "Dad" just now......

Just when Ling Feng was thinking the most, Xiao Ru suddenly screamed, jumped up like an electric shock, frightened him, and jumped up with him, and put on a fighting stance, looking around vigilantly.

As a result, I saw Xiaoru staring directly at the photo on the tombstone, the red on her face deepened little by little, and suddenly her hands were folded, and she bowed a few times in a panic, and her mouth was still muttering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I admit my mistake......"

Ling Feng rubbed the corners of his forehead, and really wanted to tell her: "There's nothing to be sorry for, I still have to thank you, look at how clean my grave has become in such a moment!"

But sister, don't you even look at the words and photos on the tombstone before you go to the grave? Are you so confused that your family knows? Anyway, how did you survive so safely? Your real father must have been worried about death, right?

Ling Feng never knew that he still had a talent for complaining, it seemed that he had not met a suitable partner in the past.

Xiao Ru did not have the slightest consciousness of becoming the target of Ling Feng's complaining and gathering fire, and after a burst of indiscriminate worship was regarded as an apology, she fled like a frightened rabbit, and the direction of escape happened to be Kim Jong-hoon's side.

Ling Feng's eyes lit up suddenly, he had long wanted to beat this guy who had to compete with himself and hurt himself to hang up!

In the past, there was no chance, and as soon as he died, he was passed to S.. D go listen to the two ministers balabala, let's fight in front of other gods and demons has a bad impact, but after choosing the path of guardian spirits, the two were directly tied to within three meters of their tombstones, although the two graves are quite close, but they can't reach the end of the world!

Now the opportunity has finally come! Only Xiaoru walks within three meters of Kim Jong-hoon's grave, and she can do it herself, new hatred and old hatred, let's break it off once and again!

It's close! It's close! Suffer death, iceberg monster!" Ling Feng roared angrily and pounced.

This pounce has been gaining momentum for a long time, and it is like thunder, Ling Feng punched out in mid-air, and saw Kim Jong-hoon's flat ice cube face getting farther and farther in front of him, farther and farther away......