Xue Qinshuang said that there are good goods on the market.

Everyone came to Wang Anfeng today, and it didn't matter much, so they simply went to the street, and sure enough, they saw that on the market, all the good fruits that were not often found on weekdays were taken out.

A piece of linen cloth was spread on the ground at will, and the fruit was piled on it, and the people who came and went were not in a hurry, and the sound of selling was even more implicitly comparative, and they refused to show weakness and relax. The appearance of selling is like a warrior fighting.

Wang Anfeng had previously told the deputy general manager of Fufeng County about the matter of Danfeng Valley, and on the second day, Fu Mo handed him a hundred taels of silver as a reward, because although the young man's appetite was getting longer, his purse also regained the value of existence, and he bought back a lot of fresh fruits, and on the way back, he talked casually and knew the purpose of Xue Qinshuang and others coming to him.

In fact, it's because of this Mid-Autumn Festival.

Bailifeng is going to his uncle's house to visit his uncle and elders, and Tuoba Yue seems to have relatives in Fufeng County.

Xue Qinshuang took the orange and continued to explain while breaking the orange peel:

"On the fifteenth day, I need to visit the elders in the city."

"So although it is a day of reunion, we can't get together, think about it, it's better to get together in advance."

Wang Anfeng nodded.

Xue Qinshuang put a petal of orange in his mouth, his voice paused slightly, and then he did not change color, his eyes swept over Wang Anfeng next to him, and if he handed the orange over at will, the young man was slightly stunned, and then he came to his senses, raised his hand and took a petal, and put it in his mouth in the girl's seemingly indifferent, but in fact, implied expectation.

As soon as he bit down, Wang Anfeng's expression stiffened slightly.

I felt an indescribable sour taste explode between my lips and teeth, and my scalp tingled slightly.

Good sour.

The young man raised his eyes to look at Xue Qinshuang, but saw the smile that could not be concealed in the girl's brown eyes.

I instantly understood in my heart, and I was about to speak, but at this time, I saw Baili Feng who rushed from behind and shouted to take the orange, and I reacted instinctively in my heart, and I couldn't help the change of expression on my face, and above my face, my face still didn't change like Xue Qinshuang.

Raised his hand and slapped away the action of Bailifeng to take new oranges.

The young man pointed to the orange in Xue Qinshuang's hand that had been torn.

Because it was too sour, Wang Anfeng was afraid that his expression would be distorted when he opened his mouth, so he only gestured to Baili Feng to finish eating this open one.

Baili Feng didn't have the slightest doubt in his heart, he raised his hand to get it, he didn't think that Tuoba Yue cut off the beard in advance, the girl glanced at Bai Li Feng proudly, slowly tore off a petal, and put it in her mouth.

His steps stiffened slightly.

Tuoba Yue's mind was instantly at a loss, filled with the thoughts of 'what is this', 'where am I', and 'what did I eat', and then he realized that he was blocking the knife for Baili, and his mind turned sharply, and a clear thought emerged.

This loss cannot be eaten in vain.

Tuoba Yue looked at Baili Feng in front of him, restrained the instinct of sticking out his tongue with absolute perseverance, his face did not change, he handed the orange over, and said:

"No, it's just a piece of orange from you, well, it's all for you."

Baili Feng took it, because the three friends in front of him looked the same as usual, and there was no difference, so he didn't have the slightest doubt in his heart, so he tore open the orange peel casually, treated the orange as an apple, put it to his mouth, and took a big bite in the sight of three hidden expectations.

The juice collides between the lips and teeth.

The next moment, the tall young man's body carrying the Mo knife suddenly stiffened.

His eyes widened and trembled slightly.

The eyes of the young warrior who had tears and did not flick were filled with tears at some point.

"Good...... Sour ......"

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Because at this time, everyone was still on the avenue, and Bailifeng had to walk dozens of steps with the orange that was so sour that it made the man cry before he disposed of it.

Looking at the orange again, it was already fearful.

Everyone originally planned to find a restaurant outside the school palace and eat a slightly better meal of wine and meat, Wang Anfeng suddenly thought of Fu Mo, who was always alone, hesitated, and still said:

"Why don't we go and visit Master Fu Mo?"

"After all, we've traveled together."

Bailifeng had the best relationship with the old man, and naturally had no opinion when he heard this, and said that there was nothing good to give, so it was better to give him two catties of good fruits, and as he spoke, his eyes unconsciously drifted to the orange in Wang Anfeng's hand.

Tuoba Yue raised her hand and knocked on Baili Feng's forehead, glared at him fiercely, and waited until the young man subconsciously shrank his neck back, then turned to look at the other two and said:

"I have no opinion, I should go and see the Master."

His voice paused slightly, and his face showed hesitation, and he said:

"It's just that Master, after all, is different from us, and if he visits like this, I don't know if it's presumptuous."

Daqin occupies the richest place in the world, outstanding people, martial artists, and in the school palace, these high-level martial artists among the hundreds of schools of thought are brought together, but on the grassland, the middle and third-grade martial artists are not as easy to see as in the palace of their classmates.

In some slightly weaker tribes, the warriors of the middle and third grades are already the strongest, able to protect the people and livestock of the tribe from being plundered by strong enemies, and can be called the pillar of the entire tribe.

Although she has also been with Fu Mo for a long time, if you talk about the awe of the old man, she is actually the most prosperous among everyone.

Baili Feng rolled his eyes wildly when he heard this, and said:

"He? What does it smell like? ”

"If it is the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I am afraid that someone is indeed looking for him, but at this time, there is still some time before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he is afraid that he has been nesting in the institution, how can it be smelly."

Tuoba Yue still hesitated, but seeing that the other three had already made a choice, it was not easy to object, so he followed everyone to the Mo family school, and Baili Feng found Fu Mo's house familiarly, unceremoniously pushed the door in, and shouted:

"Old man, we're coming to see you."

The old man was pondering his mechanism, and when he saw that everyone came to see him, he left the mechanism behind him and welcomed everyone into the door with a smile.

Everyone chatted for more than half an hour, Baili Feng dragged Fu Mo out of the school, went to the side of the Fengzi Building, Wang Anfeng's cabin, had a good meal, and tasted tea and laughed, until the sunset gradually rose in the sky, everyone said goodbye and left.

Wang Anfeng leaned against the door, looking at the sunset on the horizon, and his thoughts spread.

There are still five days to go until the Mid-Autumn Festival.

I don't know what kind of identity Yu Wen's elder is, I hope there will be no turmoil at this family banquet.

Wang Anfeng's brows locked slightly.

In the stories that left his uncle to give him generals since he was a child, none of the people of the Great Qin Royal were simple, because although he had convinced himself intellectually, he still had a lot of guards in his heart.

Relatives of the Imperial Family......

Raise your hand and put the orange in your mouth.

The boy's face stiffened slightly, and the worry in his mind was instantly overwhelmed by stronger emotions.

Vomit...... What sour!

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