1045 Provocation from the Cold Snap (4)

A hint of fear flashed in Cold Stream's eyes: "I...... I don't like to learn occultism, uncle, please let me go......"

Han Zichen went over and grabbed his ear: "You still dare to run!" I see you still dare to run!! ”

Feng Yueli lowered her eyes slightly, not planning to speak.

Every time he returned to the Han clan in the cold year, he had to be reprimanded.

He is the grandson of the old patriarch of the Han clan and the son of Han Bingchen.

Han Bingchen is the eldest son of the old patriarch of the Han clan, so the cold stream looks not much older than Rong Jingchen.

The maximum age of those who cultivate the Xuan is 3,000 years, excluding those who have gone mad in cultivating the Xuan.

And the old patriarch of the Han clan has a lifespan of a thousand years, and he has fifteen sons and five daughters.

The eldest son Han Bingchen died prematurely, and the child was handed over to Han Zichen to take care of the cold year.

Han Zichen is the eleventh, and he also treats his brother's children as his own.

I have always wanted to educate the cold year well and let him learn mystery.

However, Han Liunian didn't want to listen to Han Zichen at all, it was better if he didn't learn or have no skills, and he always skipped school.

As a result, Han Zichen hated that iron could not become steel, and every time he saw the cold year, he wanted to kill the cold year.

Han Liunian trembled with fear: "Uncle, uncle, I don't dare, I don't dare!! Don't do this!!! Don't do that yet, wait for me to settle accounts with someone first-"

Han Zichen obviously didn't believe him: "Who are you going to settle accounts with??"

The cold year pointed to the phoenix moon glass in the distance.

The eyes of everyone present all looked at Feng Yueli.

Feng Yueli looked calm: "Do you want to settle the account with me for kicking the eaves under your feet?"

When everyone heard Feng Yueli say this, they couldn't help laughing.

Han Liunian gritted his teeth and said, "Otherwise??"

Feng Yueli lowered her eyes slightly: "How do you settle accounts with me?"

Han Liunian pondered for a moment: "How to settle accounts with you?" Young Master Ben punished you for healing my injuries for me!! ”

When Han Zichen heard that Han Liunian was injured, his face was pale, and his face was completely worried.

Feng Yueli was about to refute him, but Rong Jingchen said lightly in advance: "I'll go to the doctor to treat you, as for what you want, just take it with me."

Cold Stream's expression was full of anger: "No!! I want her to heal me. ”

Rong Jingchen said coldly: "If you really want to use her to heal you, you can do it, but if you are healed by her, don't blame anyone."

When Feng Yueli heard Rong Jingchen say this, she was furious for a while.

She had also learned some medical skills before, and no matter how bad her medical skills were, it would never be possible to heal the dead.

Rong Jingchen is clearly underestimating her.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yueli's mind, and she suddenly realized that Rong Jingchen was jealous.

Yes, even if he is his cousin in the cold year, according to Rong Jingchen's character.

He would never let Cold Stream and other men get close to her.

But on the side of the cold year, it is estimated that there are no other ideas.

He just wanted to use the excuse of healing him, and wanted to take the opportunity to rectify and take revenge on Feng Yueli.

Rong Jingchen's words were clearly to relieve her.

Feng Yueli thought of this, and a trace of warmth floated in her heart.

Han Liunian spent the rest of his life peeking at Feng Yueli and thought for a while: "Then I still don't need her, but she has to apologize to me, and you are not allowed to apologize for her, cousin!" Anyway, whoever did something wrong, who apologizes! ”

Rong Jingchen nodded slowly: "Yes."

Han Liunian heard Rong Jingchen say yes, so he didn't say anything.

Han Liunian was stunned for a moment, then glared at Feng Yueli viciously, and then endured the pain on his body and was helped away.