On the other side, Chu Feng and Han Zizhen, under the leadership of Han Qianrin, were visiting Kyoto. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

said that it was with Chu Feng, but in fact, Chu Feng was a normal modern urbanite before, although Kyoto was prosperous. But just like that, it's not a big deal.

Han Zizhen, on the other hand, seems to have been in retreat for too long, and he has everything in the outside world. I feel quite curious, and it feels like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

Towering skyscrapers, the endless traffic on the streets.

All of it. It all made Han Zi really feel very curious.

The world seems to have become completely different.

No matter what he encountered, he was very excited to come over and watch it for a long time, which made Han Qianrin feel that his head was so big, and he had to drag Han Zizhen vigorously.

Even if Han Zi is really an ancestor, there is no way, he can't lose all the face of the ancestor, right?

Han Zizhen also seemed to feel a little embarrassed, he had been practicing for too many years, and suddenly he came out, and he was a little too uncomfortable all of a sudden, to be precise, this change was too big, so that Han Zizhen's cultivation was a little difficult to accept.

The face was a little red, and she looked like a beautiful young woman in her twenties and thirties, but suddenly she had a feeling of innocence and girlishness.

"I mean, how long have you not been out?" Chu Feng asked cautiously.

"It's been a few years, the last time I came out, it was when I suppressed Han Tuzi." Han Zi really thought for a moment and said.

Chu Feng rubbed his forehead a little helplessly, it's been so long, no wonder, it was seventy or eighty years ago.

Seventy or eighty years ago, what was the country like?

There is naturally no comparison with the present, and it is no wonder that Han Zizhen is so curious about the current world.

"When you go back, you should read more newspapers. Watch more TV and learn a little bit about modern society, otherwise you might make a joke. Chu Feng kindly explained.

Han Zizhen's face turned red again.

About Han Zizhen also knew that his previous performance seemed to be very embarrassing.

The street was very crowded, and by accident, a middle-aged man wearing glasses bumped into Han Zizhen.

"Ah, I'm sorry." The middle-aged man hurriedly apologized, he didn't mean it.

Look at the man holding a briefcase and hurrying. It's obviously about going somewhere to talk about business.

As a result, Han Zizhen's face changed suddenly, because he was a person from seventy or eighty years ago, so Han Zizhen's thinking seems to be still maintained in that era, and the women of that era seem to be quite conservative, and their bodies must not be touched by anyone other than their husbands.

Han Zizhen is not even married, so naturally it is even more impossible to be touched by the opposite sex.

Hit by this man. Han Zizhen was suddenly furious, his face turned blue for a moment, and with a sudden, one hand was raised directly, and a cluster of aura fluctuations seemed to have been diffused in the palm.

"Bold??"

At that time, I was ready to slap down.

Well, it's okay.

If Han Zizhen's slap really hits, this man's body will not immediately turn into pieces.

Chu Feng was taken aback by Han Zizhen's reaction, and hurriedly grabbed Han Zizhen's wrist and forcibly pressed Han Zizhen's hand down.

"I'm sorry, she's a bit of a big temper." Chu Feng said at the man.

The man glanced at Han Zizhen a little strangely, and then left with his head down.

"I said, what's the matter with you, do you want to kill people in the street?" Chu Feng rolled his eyes angrily: "Even if you have been in retreat for a long time, you should at least know that we people can't casually show our strength in front of others, right?" “

Being counted down by Chu Feng, Han Zizhen seemed to feel a little aggrieved: "He, he bumped into me." “

"You're going to kill someone if it hits you? If that were the case, how many people would die every day in the world? Chu Feng was a little helpless, feeling that he didn't come out to play, but to be a nanny.

"Eldest sister, times have changed, don't look at the world with your previous eyes, look, here, where is there anyone like you?" Chu Feng was a little speechless.

This woman also wore a cheongsam.

Hawkers, the cheongsam is also the cheongsam, or the kind that only splits to the knees, which is quite wooden and beautiful.

It looks a little bit like that, but it's not completely unworn.

Han Zizhen looked around a little strangely, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he saw something quite dissatisfied, and his eyes swept over some of the women around him.

Miniskirt with long legs.

And low-cut outfits??

"These women, what's the matter, why are they dressed so revealingly, it's really shameless and immoral." Han Zizhen reprimanded.

Then he glanced at Han Qianrin next to him. The face is also ugly: "You too, what kind of dress are you wearing on you, why is the skirt so short?" “

Han Qianlin was wearing a black skirt, the kind that covered her knees. It's definitely not short, and besides, he's still wearing black stockings, but it's in Han Zizhen's eyes. This skirt is too short and off-moral.

Han Qianrin was reprimanded by the ancestor, and she also felt helpless, and even a little aggrieved, how could her dress be immoral?

"Please, now this is the normal dress, do you think it's the Middle East, everyone is tightly wrapped, how boring it is." Chu Feng rolled his eyes and said.

When he heard that this was the normal dress of a girl, Han Zizhen was stunned.

After a long time. Only then did he shake his head uncontrollably, sighing vigorously that the world was declining.

It seems that Han Zizhen's old antique thoughts can't be changed for a while.

"Or, let's go have a meal. I'm a little hungry. Chu Feng proposed, when eating, this woman will not still pick thorns in various places, right?

"I don't need to eat??" Han Zizhen said.

"Please, food, but one of the great pleasures of life, wouldn't it be too boring if you couldn't even enjoy it." Chu Feng said as a matter of course.

Han Qianrin also kept nodding his head, it was not early, in order to hold on to his ancestor, Han Qianrin felt that he had never been so tired, and he had no strength in both arms.

My stomach was rumbling with hunger.

"That's a good restaurant over there, let's go over there." Han Qianrin said quickly.

Chu Feng was also about to leave, but Han Zizhen was standing there, motionless.

Chu Feng glanced at Han Zizhen a little strangely, and found that Han Zizhen's face was a little crimson.

"That??"

"What's wrong?"

"Can you let me go?" Han Zi really bit his lip lightly and whispered.

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