Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Five: Does She Like Me?

Lu Jian subconsciously felt that this was impossible, how could Feng Lan's girl leave without saying a word to herself!

When he saw Lu Pressure's fluctuating emotions, he was relieved and sighed slightly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

I feel that this matter should pass like this, and I feel lost, and the master who has never been happy and angry will have such a gaffe.

She was still a little dazed, and suddenly she didn't quite understand what she was doing, and she didn't know herself very well. I just instinctively felt that I should do it.

In fact, these thoughts were only in the blink of an eye, but in an instant, Lu Pressure came back to his senses, and after living for so many years, even if he didn't rely on spells to find out what so-called facts, Lu Pressure was still willing to trust his instincts, and Feng Lan would not leave so quietly for no reason.

"Forget your worries, let me ask you again, where is Feng Lan?" The tone is still calm, but it is impossible to know whether it is calm or turbulent underneath.

Forget the worries for a while, the smile on his face was a little unmaintainable, but he still showed a scared and sad look in a timely manner, "Master, don't you believe in forgetting worries?" Miss Fenglan, Miss Fenglan, she has really left the square pot, and she has searched the entire square pot without any trace of her. ”

"Forget your worries, you I knew you tens of thousands of years ago are not like this." Lu Jian was not angry, he actually sighed a little at this moment.

Tears of forgetfulness erupted. "Master, what's wrong with forgetting your worries, forgetting your worries and knowing your mistakes, don't be angry with me!" The pear blossoms bring rain, and they are pitiful.

Lu Qi was angry, and he didn't want to see this scene anymore. With the age he lives, where can he not see the truth between crying and laughing in this world.

It's just that I don't want to believe it, after all, the fairy grass that grows in this legendary immortal mountain holy place pot will become the appearance of this unreal tear now, which is a bit ironic.

"Why do you forget your worries and wait for you for two thousand years, and you don't even look at me, is it bad to forget your worries? Do you really like that girl named Fenglan that much? ”

Lu Quan, who was about to turn around and leave, heard the hysteria and incoherence behind him, and he didn't want to pay attention to her anymore, but he was still stunned by her last sentence.

Do you like that girl named Fenglan so much? Lu Jian opened his mouth to say something, but he was a little stunned.

Like?

Isn't it too inappropriate to use this word on yourself?

But if not, then why would I worry about her so much, is it intentional or coincidental, there will always be times when she is in trouble, and there will always be time when she needs help...... She's just an apprentice of a friend who still knows each other, and he's just out of the friendship of taking care of the younger generation?

It's so far-fetched, Lu Jian himself doesn't believe it.

It's incredible that a living, lifeless, dead, and unconscious person would be as tempted as a stunned young man who doesn't know the world......

It's like the feeling that I deliberately ignored before was suddenly inadvertently lifted, and there was a feeling of clearing the fog.

Lu Jian didn't know if his feelings for Feng Lan really responded to the word "like", after all, this was something that had never happened for hundreds of thousands of years, and he just wanted to see Feng Lan at this moment.

He thought that as long as he saw Feng Lan, he would definitely understand what kind of feeling he had.

What if you really like it? If that's what I like, it's a little different from what the world often says, but it does have a chic feeling, well, it doesn't feel too bad.

Lu Jian slowly turned to look at Forget Worry, and he didn't speak, just looked at Forget Worry very calmly. It is to look carefully and forget worries with a kind of careful reading that has never been seen before.

Forgetting worries and tears, he looked at Lu Quan's eyes hazy, and was a little overwhelmed at first, and then slowly his face was slightly red, and then he gradually became nervous, and slowly lowered his head.

As for Lu Pressure, the more carefully he looks at Forget Worry, the more you know that he is not looking at Forget Worry, or he is not just looking at her.

At this moment, Lu Jian suddenly realized that he had never paid special attention to the appearance of a girl, but what does it mean to like it? Is it just the joy of the skin or some kind of longing in the depths of the heart?

Lu Jian seemed to gradually understand that he was just looking at a skin appearance, and he didn't have a sense of agility, or that other people's faces were just a face and a special symbol, and they were not so vivid in his mind. And when she thought of Feng Lan, her face was full of hatred, love and hatred, which had nothing to do with the quality of her skin, nothing to do with mana, it was just about this person.

So that's what I liked?

"Master, what are you looking at? Is there something on your face? Forget worry still lowered his head, revealing a beautiful neck, even bowing his head is so gentle and beautiful, but unfortunately, no one here knows how to appreciate it.

"Forget your worries, you're lying. You know I have a way of getting you to tell the truth. I just didn't expect you to be like this for thousands of years, and I'm just disappointed. ”

Hearing Lu Quan's tone of not being angry, he suddenly sat down on the ground, not knowing whether to mumble or continue to defend himself.

"I didn't think she would leave at night, I just couldn't help it, I don't know why I did it, I just felt very sad somewhere in my heart, there was always a feeling that if I didn't take the initiative to grasp something, to do something, it would definitely leave me......" Forget the worry and hold his head, his face full of pain, I don't know what I remember, or I can't remember anything.

It was only at this time that the tears of forgetting sorrows revealed a hint of truth.

Maybe it was because Lu Quan's own true anger had not eased up because of the lifting of the ban, or maybe it was because he cried too sadly, Lu Jian actually listened to Wuwu and finished talking about everything between her and Feng Lan in a good temper.

Feng Lan actually left, I don't know what kind of determination she had to leave here in the square pot full of prohibitions and spells everywhere, she was not willing to wait even a day.

"Daojun, I'm sorry, I don't deserve to call you master. If Miss Fenglan has three long and two short, she will forget her worries and die, and she will be responsible. But it's good to be happy for you to forget a little bit of worry. Forget her worries and try her best to wipe away her tears, and try her best to maintain a smile on her face.

"Now that it's over, tell me what else is there to be happy about."

"Miss Fenglan is so smart, she didn't tell the slightest difference after hearing my nonsense, she was heartbroken and just wanted to leave, presumably she also cares about you as much as you care about her, and likes you." Regardless of the purpose of forgetting worries, whether it is sincere or false, this sentence is absolutely sincere.

In the sentence of forgetting worries, between her, you, and you, who have bypassed the past, Lu Jian heard this meaning really true.

Does she like me too? Will that heartless little girl? (To be continued.) )