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Ye Fan sighed annoyedly, he didn't want to say anything to these guys, anyway, he couldn't do anything in the academy, so he just buried his head in the book, whatever they said.

Zhou Qi was stunned, he didn't expect Ye Fan to ignore him?

"Bang!" Zhou Qi slapped his palm on the table and said angrily: "Ye Fan! You are looking for death!? Do you think that hiding here, I can't do anything about you?"

Are you trying to force me to take the jade talisman out, the last time you were in the ring, you kid can be honest?"

Ye Fan stroked his forehead, thinking about whether to find a place where no one was there and slaughter these annoying guys?

Just as I was thinking about it, I noticed someone coming from behind

"Running to the library to slap the table, do you have any problems with my management?"

Feng Qinglan, who was wearing a white loose shirt and black slim trousers, stood there, and her dark red hair was particularly conspicuous in her white sweater.

The long hair was tied up casually at the back of his head, his hands were staggered in front of his chest, and his face was a little cold of a snow-capped mountain glacier.

Zhou Qi and several other clan children, the first time they saw Feng Qinglan, they were all stunned for a moment, thinking about where the beautiful women came from.

But after a few seconds, all of them suddenly had a thrill in their minds!

It's just that Feng Qinglan has hardly been active in the past few years, and staying in the library, the students gradually ignore the existence of such a legendary heavenly king.

On time, Zhou Qi and the others hurriedly took a few steps back, lowered their heads, their faces were pale, and they trembled.

"Meet Curator Wind, we're not that what we mean, we're just"

Without waiting for Zhou Qi to finish explaining, Feng Qinglan asked directly: "Are you Zhou Jinnian's son?"

Zhou Qi swallowed his throat, "It's the junior Zhou Qi." ”

"Does your father know that you have such a big temper? Or did you learn this from your father?" Feng Qinglan said without any empathy.

Zhou Qi's face was pale, and it was precisely because of his father Zhou Jinnian's stubbornness and improper command that he indirectly created the fame of the Feng Qinglan Dragon Blood Queen in the first battle.

There are many rumors in the outside world, saying that Taihao Gong Zhou Jinnian has a grudge against Ye Huangtu and Feng Qinglan.

But in fact, if there was no wind and clear land, he fought all the way out of the siege, shocked the barbarians, and saved a large number of clans and the children of the Chosen One

Zhou Jinnian, the commander, I am afraid that he is not only deprived of military power, but also owes Feng Qinglan a favor.

Zhou Qi naturally knew about these past events, so in the face of Feng Qinglan's problem, he was extremely embarrassed, and he didn't dare to have any temper

"The younger generation knows that it is wrong, and the younger generation no longer dares to ask the wind curator to be wide"

"Get out. ”

Feng Qinglan simply spit out a word, not wanting to listen to his explanation.

Zhou Qi shuddered, hurriedly lowered his head, and retreated.

Before leaving the library, Zhou Qi and Gao Ling quietly glared at Ye Fan viciously, obviously unwilling.

Ye Fan didn't think so, if these guys dared to trouble him outside, he wouldn't endure it anymore.

"Thank you", Ye Fan turned his head and said to Feng Qinglan, after all, it saved him some trouble.

Feng Qinglan looked at Ye Fan with some surprise, as if he didn't expect that this young man would dare to talk to her so calmly.

"Don't thank me, it's just my duty," Feng Qinglan said, turning around and walking away.

Ye Fan thought of something and asked, "Pavilion Master Feng, you seem to be very good at hiding the coercion of your breath, what kind of method do you use?"

When he saw Feng Qinglan for the first time yesterday, Ye Fan found that he couldn't judge this woman's cultivation.

It's not that Feng Qinglan is so powerful that she can't be perceived, but she is obviously introverted.

Ye Fan could only detect the power of Feng Qinglan through experience and combat instinct, but he couldn't figure out the specific level.

Therefore, Ye Fan wanted to ask this woman what kind of hidden cultivation method she used.

Feng Qinglan was stunned for a moment, turned around slowly, and said with a little hatred: "Even if you hide your cultivation, others will not be afraid of you, if you want not to be bullied, you should think about improving your strength, not playing tricks."

"Ugh"

Ye Fan smiled bitterly, knowing that he had been misunderstood, when he wanted to escape from reality, but he didn't want to explain more.

"Okay, then I didn't ask", Ye Fan turned around and continued to read, it's a big deal to find it yourself.

Feng Qinglan hesitated, walked to Ye Fan's side, took the public paper and pen on the table, and quickly wrote down a few lines of Dharma recipes.

"This is our Shenlong clan's own hidden dragon technique, which can hide all the coercion and breath of cultivation and bloodline, you have lost your memory, I will teach you again"

Ye Fan was happy, it turned out to be a method of the Shenlong Clan, which was definitely the most suitable for him.

After taking the mantra and looking at it, Ye Fan smiled and said, "Thank you Curator Feng, you are really good."

It can be seen that this woman is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, but in fact, she is not as far as outsiders imagine, and she has a grudge against the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei, and she is worthy of being called the queen of dragon blood.

Feng Qinglan looked at Ye Fan with a relaxed and natural smile, and praised her for being a good person, and couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart.

"You're not afraid of me?" asked Feng Qinglan.

"Afraid of you? why?" Ye Fan asked rhetorically, in his opinion, that kind of thing back then had nothing to do with him.

After Feng Qinglan hesitated for a moment, he looked at Ye Fan with complicated eyes and shook his head, "There's nothing to be afraid of, when I didn't ask."

As she spoke, the woman turned and went back upstairs to the curator's room.

Ye Fan naturally didn't say anything more with Feng Qinglan, although this is a strong man and a big beauty, it has nothing to do with him.

Ye Fan pondered the trick of diving the dragon, and found that it was not difficult, and after remembering it in his mind, as soon as he followed this method, he really hid his cultivation.

In the curator's room, Feng Qinglan had just made a pot of tea, noticed something, walked outside with a slight puzzlement, and looked at Ye Fan's position below.

Finding that Ye Fan was still sitting there reading, Feng Qinglan's eyes showed a hint of surprise

Ye Fan didn't know that although the hidden dragon technique was not obscure, ordinary people were not so quick to understand it and use it well.

I kept reading until the evening, Ye Fan picked out a few more books, planning to borrow them to read tomorrow.

What made Ye Fan feel speechless was that there was no staff member in the place where the book was registered.

He saw a button next to it to alert the staff, so he touched it.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qinglan, the curator, came down directly from upstairs? !

"Curator Feng, why are you?" Ye Fan wondered.

"Who else?"

Feng Qinglan asked expressionlessly, then took Ye Fan's medical books and began to register.

Ye Fan couldn't cry or laugh, it turned out that there was only one staff member in the entire library!?

However, if you think about it carefully, there are not many people in this place, let alone borrowing books, so there is really no need to find too many people.

After borrowing the book, I returned to the house, and the journey was safe.

ran to the back garden of the Hou Mansion and happened to see Su Qingxue planting flowers there.

Seeing the woman carrying a bucket and walking on the muddy ground with a little difficulty, Ye Fan hurriedly walked over.

"Xiaoxue, I'll help you get it!" Ye Fan took the bucket, saw his wife's sweaty appearance, and said, "Look at you, your head is full of sweat, what should I do if I catch a cold?"

Su Qingxue's breathing was a little urgent, "Husband is back, is he sweating a lot?"

The woman subconsciously wiped her face and forehead, and took some of the mud on her hands and wiped it off.

"Haha" Ye Fan saw Su Qingxue like this for the first time, and said with a smile: "Now it's a little flower cat."

Su Qingxue was stunned for a moment before she reacted, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief she had with her and soaked it with water to wipe herself.

Ye Fan saw that she was in a hurry, so he simply took the silk handkerchief in the woman's hand.

"Don't move, I'll wipe it for you", Ye Fan held the woman's cheeks with one hand and gently wiped her face with the other.

Originally, it was just a very normal thing, but when the two met their eyes, they were stunned for a moment, and there was a trace of inexplicable emotion that spread in their hearts.

"Why does the husband always have an illusion about the concubine, you and I seem to have known each other for a long time," Su Qingxue muttered.