Chapter 42: Waiting for the Rabbit

"What are you laughing at?," Xiao Rong looked puzzled.

"Why did your parents quarrel?" asked Zhang Ye.

"I don't know why, but every time it's the middle of the night, they always like to quarrel!"

"My dad always made my mom cry! Sometimes, I couldn't help but want to rush in and do justice for my mom. Xiao Rong said.

Poof!

"Haha......" Zhang Ye was amused again.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Rong looked puzzled.

"Do you really want to know?" asked Zhang Ye.

"What else is there to hide?" Xiao Rong was even more curious.

"Hmm. Zhang Ye nodded.

"You mean!" Xiao Rong said hurriedly.

"It's not a fight, it's a manifestation of love sublimated to the extreme. ”

"To put it simply, it's that!" Zhang Ye said.

"Which one is that?" Xiao Rong was even more confused.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you a picture. Zhang Ye said.

Take out your phone and pull out a photo from a website.

"That's it!" Zhang Ye said.

"Ahh

"Do you understand now? Your parents weren't fighting at all, they wanted to give you a brother. Zhang Ye said with a smile.

"Don't say any more. Xiao Rong said with a red face.

"Okay! I won't say anything. Zhang Ye smiled.

Put your phone away.

"It's not too early, go to bed early!" Zhang Ye said.

"You don't sleep?" Xiao Rong was puzzled.

"No!" Zhang Ye shook his head.

Sitting here on the bonfire, with his legs crossed, he ran the Xuantian Creation Technique to enter the cultivation, absorbing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Power scattered around, refining it into True Qi, and storing it in the first dantian.

"No wonder his cultivation is so high, he used to cultivate so hard. Xiao Rong suddenly realized in her heart.

I sat down on the side of Zhang Ye, it was warm and there was a bonfire.

Then he found some grass and spread it on the ground, and fell asleep on it.

Zhang Ye glanced at her, and saw that she was already asleep, and the dew was about to fall, so he used a little true qi to protect her.

Nothing was said all night.

And nothing ripples happened.

Following.

Zhang Ye finished his cultivation and spit out a milky white air arrow.

Rumble!

A giant tree on the opposite side was directly shot by this air arrow.

"Ahh

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Ye looked puzzled.

"There's a bad guy coming, don't you see?" asked Xiao Rong.

"Huh. Zhang Ye shook his head and smiled.

He got up from the stone and walked outside.

Xiao Rong was stunned, looked at the broken giant tree in front of her, and then glanced at Zhang Ye's back, and immediately came back to her senses.

"You did it!"

"Hey, wait for me!" Seeing that Zhang Ye was about to go away, Xiao Rong hurriedly shouted and chased after him.

"What are you doing with me, I'm not your relative!" Zhang Ye stopped.

"I don't have any relatives here, I don't know anyone else except you, I don't follow you, who do I follow?" Xiao Rong said confidently.

"I repeat! You are not allowed to follow me, and I myself am in difficulty now! If you dare to follow me again, I will sell you. Zhang Ye said viciously.

It doesn't matter what her attitude is, just leave.

"Hmph, I'll follow you, if you want to sell it, you can't escape!" Xiao Rong said angrily.

Quickly followed.

"......" Zhang Ye was speechless.

Shaking his head, he ignored her and walked outside.

It was afternoon.

Zhang Ye finally walked out of the mountain range.

"You've already followed me all the way, and you want to continue to follow me?" Zhang Ye asked.

"You're the only friend I know, if I don't follow you, who will I follow?

"We've only met once, and you ate one of my chickens and became friends?

"Not all at once!"

"It's two noodles! It's not one chicken, it's two chickens!" corrected Xiao Rong.

"It doesn't matter if it's one chicken, or two chickens, once or twice! In short, you can't follow me anymore, if you dare to follow me again, I'll sell you!" Zhang Ye threatened.

"I don't care, even if you sell me, I will follow you!" Xiao Rong said stubbornly.

"I said two, do you still have time to dwell on the matter of selling here?"

"Don't worry! Brothers are specialized in this business! Men sell to do public relations, and women also sell to do public relations!" While speaking, a group of more than a dozen people, dressed up as Kill Matt, with earrings, walked out from the corner.

Everyone had a sharp knife in their hands, wrapped in strips of cloth.

The leader is a bald head, a meter tall, with a small dragon tattooed on his face.

Holding a cigarette, he looked at Zhang Ye and Xiao Rong coldly.

"It's you!" Xiao Rong exclaimed.

"Yes! That's us!"

"Stinky, I let you escape last time! ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect it, did I? Lao Tzu actually waited here and caught you. The bald man said with a sneer.

"Women just have a lot of trouble!" Zhang Ye sighed.

"Zhang Ye is them! They almost cheated me last time, since you can fight like this, hurry up and rush up and beat them! Kill them all. Xiao Rong shouted.

"I'm not familiar with you!" Zhang Ye said.

"But I don't want you to know me, as long as I think I'm familiar with you. Xiao Rong said confidently.

"......" Zhang Ye was speechless.

"I've said enough of the two of you, right? Brother has a few bars, and there are still two decent PR shortages, you two are pretty good!"

"Are you two going to come with us on your own, or do you want a few brothers to greet you well?" said the bald man smugly, exhaling a puff of smoke.

"Do you think you can do it?" asked Zhang Ye.

"Okay, don't you know if you try it?" the bald man sneered.

Stepping back, shaking his shoulders, motioned for them to come up.

"!" roared a dozen big men.

He threw down the strip of cloth on the knife and slashed at Zhang Ye.

"I hate it when people point knives at me!" Zhang Ye's face was cold.

"Who do you think you are? You still hate when people point knives at you, I don't think you've woken up!" the bald man sneered.

"Hmph!" Zhang Ye snorted coldly.

In the face of the knives slashed by more than a dozen people, his right leg swept out, and a layer of purple gold true air swirled on the tip of his toe.

Click-click-click......

More than a dozen knives were kicked and exploded in an instant, sweeping across their jaws and sending them all flying.

Walked in front of the bald man.

"Do you like people to point knives at you?" Zhang Ye said indifferently.