Chapter 6 My little sister can't be so cute,

Meng Fan was dumbfounded, what should I do, Master Fengling is too old, naturally it is impossible for her to teach the little junior sister again, and she .....

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Meng Fan couldn't help but shake his head.

And Fang Yanqing, who was sitting on the side, had a blue face that turned red for a while, as if she was engaged in some kind of extremely difficult struggle, "Senior brother...... Or..... You can help me. "The voice is as thin as a mosquito, invisible.

However, the two of them were in the bedroom at the moment, and the surroundings were silent, and since Meng Fan had practiced the Jiuyang Divine Skill, his ear power and eyesight had become extremely extraordinary, and he could naturally hear it clearly.

"Ah, junior sister..... That's not good. ”

"What's this, it's just pointing out the acupoints," it seemed that because she said what was in her heart, Fang Yanqing's voice was much more decisive than before, and then she said something that made Meng Fan dumbfounded.

"Senior brother, don't forget, the master has made a marriage contract for you and me before, what's the matter, the senior brother doesn't like the little sister?"

God, how did my little sister become so ...... Not cute,

Meng Fan was speechless for a while.

"Rustle,"

Without waiting for Meng Fan to reply, Fang Yanqing took off the light blue pleated skirt and the thin middle coat she was wearing outside, leaving only a small obscene dress, "Senior brother, it's okay." ”

Meng Fan cautiously opened his eyes,

I have to say that the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl has been very beautiful, and her figure is beginning to take shape, looking at the slender waist and the slightly raised mountains, Meng Fan only felt that her nose was hot, and she touched it with her hand, and she was red.

"Oh, senior brother, why are you bleeding?"

"On fire, the weather has been too hot lately, senior brother, I'm on fire," Meng Fan replied with a smile, wiping the blood with his sleeve.

"But...... At this time, it is already late autumn," the little junior sister Fang Yanqing tilted her head and looked at Meng Fan with a puzzled expression.

"Hehe, hehe,"

Meng Fan could only laugh dryly, but he secretly scolded in his heart, what is wrong with him, junior sister, she is just a little girl, how can she be so big.

finally finished pointing out the acupoints for Fang Yanqing, and Meng Fan was already physically and mentally exhausted, as if he had been fighting with others for a day and a night.

Wiping the non-existent cold sweat on his head, Meng Fan swore that next time there was such a situation, he would not do anything he said, it was really too torturous. Thinking of the little junior sister's soft and boneless delicate body, Meng Fan felt that his nose seemed to have a hot feeling again.

Can't think about it anymore.

Meng Fan immediately stopped his thoughts and began to meditate and practice.

The night passed like this, and the next day, the two got into the carriage again and set off towards Kaifeng again.

Two days later, the carriage finally arrived in Kaifeng, and Meng Fan took his little sister into Kaifeng City, and came to Fang's house according to the address left in the letter.

"I can't see it, the little junior sister's family is still a local tyrant,"

Looking at the two stone lions at the door and the spacious mansion, Meng Fan couldn't help but admire.

"Local tyrant, what is a local tyrant?"

The little junior sister Fang Yanqing looked at Meng Fan puzzled.

"That, don't worry about it so much for now, let's go in and talk about it," Meng Fan appropriately diverted the topic.

"Well, I don't know how my brother is doing now," Fang Yanqing nodded, and took the lead in pushing the door into the Fang Mansion.

The imaginary bloody confession drama did not appear,

Under the leadership of the housekeeper, Meng Fan and Fang Yanqing soon saw Fang Ping lying on the sickbed, already dying,

"Brother, how are you?"

In the end, it was a brother and sister who were connected, as soon as she saw Fang Ping's bloodless face, Fang Yanqing hurriedly approached and asked in a soft voice.

"Yes..... Little sister, can you ..... It's good to come back, brother..... Ahem, my brother can see you again, just ..... Satisfied,"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Fang Ping has run out of oil at the moment, and his life is obviously short.

"Senior brother, senior brother, go and see, is my brother still saved?"

Fang Yanqing looked at Meng Fan with teary eyes, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and pulled his sleeve tightly, seeing Meng Fan's heart ache, "Little junior sister, let me see." ”

Meng Fan walked closer, lifted the corner of the quilt, stretched out his right hand and attached it to Fang Ping's wrist, sensing the situation in his body with internal force.

Sure enough, as Meng Fan expected, Fang Ping's internal organs were violently displaced by someone with palm power, his spleen was ruptured, and it was even more terrifying, the vitality in his body only remained in the heart veins, even if the Daluo Immortal was reincarnated, it would be difficult to save it.

"Senior brother,"

Looking at the little junior sister's eyes full of expectation, Meng Fan didn't dare to tell her the truth, and silently entered an internal force for Fang Ping to condition his body, and then retreated to his original place.

Seeing Meng Fan's appearance, Fang Yanqing understood the situation even if she was no longer sensible, and covered her mouth and rushed out of the door.

"Steward Fang, do you know what's going on with this?"

The housekeeper's surname is Fang, he is in his fifties, and it is said that he has been with the Fang family for more than 30 years, and he can be regarded as a loyal person, so Meng Fan did not shy away from asking about what happened.

"That's the case, not long ago, the family and the Chen family competed for the field in the south of the city, and later, the two families fought, and the young master led people to beat the people of the Chen family back, the Chen family was unwilling and invited someone to come to help the boxer, and the young master was injured by the person who helped the boxer," Steward Fang also knew Meng Fan's identity, and answered the story of the matter in 1510.

"Oh, then do you know what the name of the person who helped the fist," Meng Fan said.

"The surname is Yang, and the Chen family calls him Mr. Yang, but as for what it is, the little one is not clear," the housekeeper replied.

"I'm sorry for you, butler, do you know where the Chen family is?"

"Meng Gongzi, what do you want?" The housekeeper looked at Meng Fan suspiciously.

A sinister smile flashed on Meng Fan's white face, "Since the Chen family sent someone to injure Brother Fang, then don't blame me for being rude." ”

"Meng Gongzi, I'm ...... On behalf of the young master, I have thanked Gongzi for his great kindness," Steward Fang looked at Meng Fan excitedly, and as soon as his legs bent, he was about to kneel.

"Alas, Steward Fang doesn't have to be like this, I'm Yanqing's senior brother, and the little junior sister's business is also my business, so you don't have to be polite," Meng Fan hurriedly helped Steward Fang up, he was not a person of this era, so he naturally couldn't get used to the etiquette of kneeling at every turn.

According to Steward Fang's description, Meng Fan soon came to the door of Chen's house.

Looking at the plaque with the words "Chen Mansion" written on the gate, Meng Fan sneered, and under the frightened gaze of the guards, he rushed to the top with an arrow step and took off the plaque with vermilion paint.

"What the hell!"

"Boy, what do you want to do,"

"What do you want to do?" Meng Fan smiled unabated, looked at the two people rushing towards him, gently pressed his right hand on the plaque, and spit out his inner strength,

"Bang,"

The plaque is split in two.