The main hall of Qingcheng Fengjia. Feng Yunhe sat on the main seat with a gloomy face.

"Daddy." Ling'er, who was standing on the side, pulled the sleeves of Fengyunhe. looked at him with a coquettish and aggrieved face.

"Ling'er. Daddy can rely on you for everything. Except for this thing." As soon as Feng Yunhe saw her daughter's face, which looked like her mother's. I can't be angry with her.

"But Ling'er really doesn't want to marry yet." Ling'er stomped her foot. The little mouth is pouting high.

"This is a question of whether you want to be a girl. It's the parents' order. The question of the matchmaker's words." Feng Yunhe patted her white and tender hand. looked at his baby daughter with a majestic face but without losing his tenderness.

Ling'er saw that it was impossible to convince her father. Then he turned his gaze for help to Feng Mohan, who was sitting on the side.

Received the pitiful gaze of my sister. Feng Mohan sighed. Alas. Thinking that he would inevitably be scolded by the old man. Feng Mohan's mood couldn't get better. But for my sister. He still had to speak.

"I said Daddy. Wouldn't it be nice for you to let Ling'er choose her own husband?"

"Shut up." It's just that Feng Mohan's words haven't been finished yet. was sharply interrupted by Feng Yunhe: "Ling'er's bad problem was learned from you. Even if you get married, you have to find someone you like. Otherwise, I'd rather die alone. It's all. Now you are wings hard. I can't control you. How. You don't want your sister to find a good home."

Feng Mohan shook his head helplessly. He knew it as soon as he talked about it. The old man is definitely going to turn over old accounts.

"Daddy. My brother didn't hurt me. I think my brother is right. If it's not someone you like. Then how can you get along with him for the rest of your life?" Ling'er hurriedly spoke out to clear the siege.

"You shut me up." Feng Yunhe, who hadn't reacted for a while, was about to go crazy. only to find that it was his precious daughter who spoke. Hurriedly changed his face. Said lovingly: "I said Ling'er. Don't listen to your bastard brother's nonsense. Can this feeling be cultivated? It's been a long time. Feelings arise naturally. You don't have to like each other before you get married. Right. You see, so many people are married without seeing each other. It's not the same, it's a good time."

"But Ling'er doesn't want that."

"Alright. You just listen to Daddy. That's it." Feng Yunhe would not allow her to object. Nor do they give her a chance to object.

"And Feng Mohan. Don't give me any tricks to help your sister. Otherwise, I will make you kneel in front of your mother every day and repent." Feng Yunhe looked at Feng Mohan with a helpless face. Don't forget to warn out loud.

"Daddy. You really don't think about it anymore."

"If I think about it again, our Feng family is going to cut off the incense. FENG Mohan. I'm telling you. I'm busy with Ling'er's marriage right now, so I don't have time to take care of you. Once Ling'er's matter is settled. I don't care if you agree with it or not. You're going to have to marry me a daughter-in-law and come back." Feng Yunhe blew his beard and stared at Feng Mohan.

"Hmm. Okay." Only this time it was unexpected. Feng Mohan not only did not refute him. He even said a good word. This made Feng Yunhe really surprised.

"You've got a sweetheart." Feng Yunhe asked tentatively.

"You'll know when the time comes." Feng Mohan didn't want to tell him now. The person he likes is the murderer of his eldest brother and nephew. God knows if he'll just kill him after this incident.

"Good. It's good to have. It doesn't matter who it is. Wait for Ling'er's business to be done. Bring it back to me." Feng Yunhe finally gave him a good look.

Feng Mohan couldn't laugh or cry a little. Wouldn't this change be too fast? He's really getting used to it.

Inside the inn.

"Miracle. Are you bored?" Lan Ling'er looked at the miracle that had been playing with Xiaoxue and asked.

"Boring. No, it won't. I've got a little snow with me." Miracle points to the snowball on his body. Actually he wanted to go out and have fun. But he was worried that his mother would not agree. So it was never mentioned.

"Does that miracle want to go out?"

"Yes." The eyes of the miracle sparkled with excitement. But then it disappeared. Then he said sensibly: "But my mother and Aunt Lan have something to do. So Miracle doesn't want to play right now. Wait until you're all empty. Go with the miracle again."

"That's good." Lan Ling'er touched the miracle's little head." Aunt Lan is okay today. Take the miracle to go shopping. Is it good?"

"Really?" The excitement that had just disappeared immediately reappeared in his clear eyes.

"Of course. Today, Aunt Lan will take you to eat, drink and have fun, okay?"

"Yes, yes." Miracle shouted excitedly. But then there was silence." But mother."

"Your mother has something. Let's leave her alone. Just let the soul chaser follow her." Lan Ling'er said as she spoke. While instructing the soul chaser standing outside: "Tell her when Luo'er comes back later. I take miracles out on the streets. So many days. It's almost suffocating him."

"Yes." There is a blue girl by the little master's side. The soul chaser was relieved not to follow.

"Wow. Aunt Lan. Jacket no. Aunt Qin. It's so lively in the streets." Miracle excited to look east and west. And the little snow in the backpack on his body always pokes his head out. Find out if there's anything to eat.

"Hmm. Isn't it completely different from the valley?" Lan Ling'er smiled and patted his head.

"Of course. There are no streets in the valley. Not so many people. Wow. What is it. It smells so good." Miracles go where the fragrance wafts from. Stopped in front of a roadside stall selling beef noodles. His eyes looked straight at the noodles in the bowl. I couldn't stop swallowing my saliva.

"Boss. Two bowls of beef noodles." Lan Ling'er pulled the miracle and sat down.

"Good class. Wait a minute, two guest officers." The boss shouted. Conveniently asked for two bowls of noodles.

"Come on. Two guest officers. Please use it slowly." Soon. The steaming beef noodles were placed in front of them.

"Wow. It's delicious to watch. Aunt Qin. I'm moving." Say it. Miracle picked up the chopsticks and ate them with relish.

Han Xiluo looked at the miracle of grinning teeth because of the hot mouth. Suddenly I feel that living in the valley seems to really miss out on a lot of good things in the world. If you can go back this time. She'll have to talk to her grandfather.

Xiaoxue, who has been nesting in the miracle backpack, seems to smell delicious. Slowly poke your head out. Look at the miracle of eating noodles.

The sudden two hot gazes made Miracle unconsciously lower his head. Just met Xiaoxue's longing eyes.

"You want to eat too."

Xiaoxue nodded hurriedly.

"Okay. You wait." Say it. Miracle took a piece of beef from the bowl. Then blow it cold. Put it in the palm of your hand. Handed it to the bottom of the table. Xiaoxue's eyes moved. Then he quickly opened his mouth and ate the beef into his stomach.

"Is it delicious?"

Xiaoxue sticks out her tongue and licks the remaining taste on the side of her mouth. Then nodded.

So Xiaoxue ate all the beef in the bowl. And the miracle is almost all the noodles.

Pat yourself on your round belly. The miracle said with satisfaction: "Aunt Qin. I'm too full."

"There will be a lot of good food to eat. I'll see how you can eat it." Lan Ling'er dotingly tapped the tip of his nose. Then he put down a piece of broken silver on the table. Take the hand of the miracle and keep going.

"We can pack it. Then take it back and share it with your mother."

"Good. Wait for a miracle, Aunt Qin, who likes it, will pack it for you and bring it back."

Thereupon. The two of them continued to weave through the lively streets. Buy a few gadgets from time to time. Is it to buy some gluttonous snacks again. Finally tired of shopping.

"Aunt Qin. Miraculously tired." While eating a sugar gourd. He said to the people around him.

Lan Ling'er looked up. It's getting dark. They've been shopping all day. Not to mention a miracle just over three years old. Even if it's her. I'm also a little tired from shopping.

"Let's go to the restaurant in front of us for a bite to eat. Then let's go back." I heard that the lotus leaf chicken there is very famous. Lan Ling'er wanted to try it. By the way, give Han Xiluo and bring them some back.

"Okay." Miracle, I heard Aunt Lan say just now that there is a lotus leaf chicken in that restaurant, which is very delicious. He wanted to bring some back to his mother.

So the two walked into the largest restaurant in Qingcheng again. Intoxicating Building.

"Two guest officers, please." It deserves to be the largest restaurant. Even the service is different from other places. Just walked in the door. There was a little two who greeted him warmly. also took the big bag and small bag that Lan Ling'er was carrying. Then I quickly found a seat and settled them in.

"The two guest officers want to eat something." Xiao Er asked with a smile.

"Let's have a few of your best signature dishes here. That's right. Lotus leaf chicken must be. I'll pack three more later. I'm going to take it away."

"Gotcha. Wait a minute. The little one will be arranged for you right away." Say it. Xiao Er walked towards the kitchen.

"There are so many people in this restaurant." Miracles look around. I found that it was all full.

"This is the largest restaurant in Qingcheng. How much can a person be." Lan Ling'er looked around. Discover among them in addition to the people of the city. There are also a lot of outsiders in the martial arts. It is estimated that he should have come to recruit relatives for the Feng family's martial arts competition.

Wait a minute. Lan Ling'er was suddenly attracted by something. It was a man dressed in a black robe. I can't see what he looks like. But his clothes were all too familiar. The Living Dead. Lan Ling'er's pupils shrank. How could this living dead appear in a restaurant? Wrong. There must be something wrong.

It's just that the black-robed man stayed for a moment. And he went outside.

"Miracle. You wait here for Aunt Qin for a while. Aunt Qin will be back soon." Lan Ling'er whispered to the miracle beside her.

"Hmm. Okay." Miracle nodded. Lan Ling'er then chased the man in black out of the restaurant.

After the man walked out. Without looking back, he walked towards the east of the city. Lan Ling'er quietly followed. When the two of them walked to a quiet place. Lan Ling'er appeared in front of the black-robed man in a flying body. It's just that what surprised her when she just arrived. This man turned out to be the first artistic conception. Then put on a defensive posture.

"Who are you?" This man is definitely not the living dead. But why did he dress like this?

"Who is the girl? Why are you in the way?" The man's figure was slightly lower.

"I ask you. Who are you?" Lan Ling'er coldly repeated the words again.

"I'm here to participate in the Qingcheng Fengfu Princess Contest to recruit relatives."

"Why do you have to dress like this to participate in the competition?"

"It has nothing to do with the girl." The man raised his head slightly. His eyes were full of vigilance.

"Hmph. It doesn't matter. That's just what you think." Lan Ling'er said coldly: "Either tell me the truth. Either I'll keep you from seeing the sun tomorrow. Take your pick."

"The girl wants to follow along."

"Not what I want. The decision is yours." Lan Ling'er's lazy voice looked a little weird in the dim environment.

"Hmph." The man suddenly snorted coldly. Then he flew towards Lan Ling'er.

The two figures were suddenly entangled together. It's just that the man didn't expect it. The martial arts of the woman in front of her are so profound and weird. In less than thirty strokes. And he was defeated.

Lan Ling'er trampled him under his feet. He asked in a cold voice, "Say. Who sent you? What is the purpose of coming to Qingcheng?"

Man facing the ground. Not a word.

"Good. Don't say yes. It doesn't matter. Miss Ben has a way of getting you to speak." Lan Ling'er said coldly. If it weren't for the miracle in my heart. She had to torture him. The only thing I can do now is to notify Feng Mohan to come and get someone.

Pointed him to the acupuncture point. Lan Ling'er has enough spiritual power. One flew and disappeared into the night.

Not more than a moment. There was an extra man in black at the entrance of Fengfu.

"Tell your lord. Review it well."

A cold woman's voice came from the air. The guards did not dare to slack off. Then he took the man in black and walked to the house.

"The lord of the city. That's him." The guards brought the person to Feng Mohan's side.

"It was sent by a woman." Feng Mohan narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in black in front of him.

"Yes."

"Go down."

Seemingly. This is not Han Luoer's masterpiece. It's Lan Ling'er's. Because he was too familiar with the clothes of this man in black.