In an instant, large snowflakes fell on him, and his umbrella fell to the ground, and was immediately blown out by the wind.

A moment of astonishment flashed in Wen Yan's eyes.

"Thousand-armed Buddha Shadow." He muttered, "How did you learn it at such a young age?" ”

When Xiao Fan left him, he hadn't been able to learn this trick.

Lin Fan raised the corners of his lips, "Didn't you say just now that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves?" ”

Wen Yan, who was covered with snow, was a little embarrassed, and the ribbon that tied his long hair was also blown away by the wind, and his long hair danced wildly.

"Your apprentice Lin Xiaofan was the number one in the world five years ago, I thought you would be even more powerful, but I didn't expect it to be just like that."

After five years, there was no growth at all, and it became more and more wasteful.

Wen Yan was not angry, he grabbed the hair that was flying around his cheek and combed it back of his head.

"There is a sky outside the sky."

Lin Fan snorted lightly and turned to leave.

Wen Yan looked at her back, as if she had seen Lin Xiaofan's back back then.

The same determination.

"Mr. Wen, get in the car, it's too snowy outside!" The driver ran out of the car and put an umbrella over his head again.

Wen Yan opened the car door and sat inside, bringing in a large area of cold air outside by the way.

The young man wrapped in a small blanket complained: "Yan Yan, you did it on purpose, knowing that I was afraid of the cold. ”

Wen Yan lowered his head and pulled his long loose hair back to his head.

"You can see it clearly, have you comprehended the thousand-handed Buddha shadow?"

"Nonsense!" The boy sneered, "Who are you talking to?" No one can question God, you know? ”

Wen Yan turned his head and glanced at him complicatedly: "You are not as good as Xiao Fan." ”

The boy stretched out his sock-clad foot from the small blanket and kicked it on his empty arm.

"If you don't fight for three days, your skin will itch!"

Wen Yan, who was Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, actually did not resist.

"Don't compare me to that stupid girl! She's a doll manipulated in the palm of your hand, and I'm ......" His feet went straight into his arms, as if to keep him warm, "Think about it, what kind of thing are you in front of me!" ”

Wen Yan still didn't resist, he didn't dodge, and a few strands of hair hung down, covering his naturally gloomy eyes.

The driver put the umbrella and ran into the car, looked back, and saw Mr. Taishan Beidou Wen covering the feet of the proud disciple, and sighed in his heart that he was really a kind master.

It's a pity that I accepted a decent apprentice!

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Lin Fan walked in the heavy snow with an umbrella, the umbrella was very low, and she walked in a secluded city park.

After walking a few steps, I stopped, across the street from a few trees, it was the most lively place in the whole city, and the crowd was still bustling in such a cold weather.

Scrolling through her photos on the commercial building facing her, each one beautifully printed with Happy Birthday on it.

It was something to be proud of, but she didn't know why she shed tears.

Probably because no amount of joy could dilute the pain that Master had brought her.

Every word he said at the Sheng family today was a fact.

"Xiao Fan." A familiar voice shouted her name.

She didn't have time to wipe her tears, but she saw Sheng Xingze coming over with an umbrella, his breath was a little chaotic, and he didn't know how many ways he walked to find her.

Walking up to him, he took off his mask.

"Brother Ze." She tried to smile so that he could not see the traces of crying.

"Xiao Fan, I want to kiss you in the most crowded place over there." He said suddenly.

She was stunned for a moment.

He stroked the corners of her moist eyes and whispered, "So the whole world knows that you are mine." ”