readx;? It must be admitted that facing the slim girl in the green dress in front of her, for a moment, Lan Feng's heart moved. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, as soon as this thought came to mind, it was quickly extinguished by Lan Feng. After receiving the baptism of modern education, his ethical concept has long been deeply rooted, and he naturally does not dare to have the slightest thought about the girl in front of him.

Besides, the other party is the daughter of the Yang family patriarch, with a noble status, and a well-known beautiful girl genius in Fengzhen, how can he, an outdated waste genius, be worthy of the other party?

"Tsk, I haven't seen her for three years, this little girl is getting more and more handsome, boy, or you will obey her. ”

I don't know when, an old transparent phantom floated beside Lan Feng, squeezing his eyebrows and saying things out of tune.

A row of black lines appeared on his forehead, and Lan Feng resisted the urge to beat the old man, and he didn't bother to deal with the other party.

After looking at the girl a few more times, a playful smile appeared on the old man's face, and he continued to persuade Lan Feng in his ear: "Judging from my years of experience, this little girl is definitely a rare good girl, she can take a fancy to you, which is a blessing that you have cultivated in several lifetimes." Boy, if you reject her, sooner or later you will regret it. ”

"Smack. ”

The fists were clenched, and a crisp sound came from the knuckles of Lan Feng's fingers.

"Hahahaha. ”

The old phantom on the side laughed more and more proudly.

"Cousin Lan Feng. The slight sound from Lan Feng's side made the girl like a frightened rabbit, her petite body trembled slightly, her head buried lower, and she subconsciously shouted timidly.

Thinking of his attitude towards the girl in the past three years, a trace of guilt appeared between Lan Feng's eyebrows, and the indifferent eyes that had not been covered by the mask gradually softened.

"I'm sorry. After a moment of silence, Lan Feng smiled.

The voice is still harsh, but it doesn't get in the way of emotional communication.

Looked up at Lan Feng in shock, looked at it a few times, and quickly lowered her head, the girl's eyes couldn't help but be confused, a little surprised, and a little apprehensive, but finally replied: "It's okay." ”

Although she couldn't see the face under the mask, the feeling that the boy gave her seemed to have returned to three years ago, and the publicity and confidence that had disappeared for three years seemed to be back.

And the most attractive thing about the teenager is this kind of publicity and self-confidence.

"Actually, you don't have to be so nice to me. Turning to the side slightly, his eyes moved away from the girl, and he sighed gloomily, a hoarse voice mixed with bitterness and self-deprecation came out of Lan Feng's mouth, "I am no longer the Young Master Feng that everyone praised three years ago, and now I am just a useless waste, not even as good as a beggar on the street." Is such a person worthy of your kindness to him?"

"Nope. ”

Raising her head excitedly, Yang Xue's white and tender little face looked a little red because she was too excited.

She clenched her small fists, her beautiful dark eyes were incomparably shining, and she said in a fierce tone: "In Xue'er's heart, Cousin Lan Feng will always be the best in the world! No one can slander Cousin Lan Feng, not even yourself!" In my impression, I always have a soft, weak, docile and docile little girl, and for the first time I refute Lan Feng's words, like an angry kitten.

His nasal cavity was a little sour, and Lan Feng took a deep breath and restrained his emotions.

He thought that after three years of deliberate estrangement, the girl would gradually forget about him, and no matter how bad it was, the girl's fiery heart would slowly cool down, but he didn't expect that the girl's affection for him, after three years of fermentation, would be long-lasting.

At the same time, Lan Feng also had a headache.

The better the little girl treats him, the more guilty he will feel in his heart, and it will be the hardest to accept the grace of the beauty!

"Cousin Lan Feng, please, don't leave Xue'er, don't drive Xue'er away, okay. The charming little face showed a hint of pitiful pleading.

With a smile on her face, staring at the girl with skin like mutton fat, Lan Feng smiled, "Who said they were going to drive you away?"

Raising her head in surprise and staring at Lan Feng in a daze, the girl's slender eyebrows slowly curved into a charming arc like a crescent moon. With such a look, she actually faintly revealed a hint of charm.

"Together, together. The old figure suspended beside Lan Feng broke the warmth of this scene.

"Stop making a fuss and play with the mud. Rolling his eyes, Lan Feng pouted.

"Huh?" The smile on her face froze, and Yang Xue looked at Lan Feng suspiciously.

"Uh...... Didn't say anything about you. Slapping his forehead, ignoring the old figure on the side, Lan Feng restrained his smile, hesitated for a moment, faced the girl, and said with difficulty: "That, Xue'er, can you do me a favor?"

The little head quickly nodded: "Okay." ”

Glancing at the little girl blankly, Lan Feng was stunned: "You didn't even ask about anything, so you agreed?"

A sweet smile appeared on her face, and the girl smiled and said, "No need to ask, no matter what Cousin Lan Feng wants Xue'er to help, Xue'er will agree." ”

"You girl, don't always be so sensational. The corners of his eyes were sour, Lan Feng exhaled deeply and said with a wry smile.

After a pause, his expression became serious, Lan Feng hesitated for a while, and said in a dry voice: "I need a pound of concrete sand, but you also know that my name has long been included in the blacklist of hundreds of shops in Fengzhen, and besides, a pound of concrete sand is worth eight hundred white coins, so much money, I can't take it out at all......" Borrowing money from a girl who is younger than himself is difficult for any boy to talk about, but he has to speak, "So, can you help me get a pound of concrete sand?" ...... I'm going to pay it back. ”

"Cousin Lan Feng, what do you want concrete sand for?" The delicate brows furrowed slightly, and Yang Xue was a little puzzled and curious.

Concrete sand is a highly toxic ore material, and even professional blacksmiths have to carefully dispose of the poison it contains before they dare to use it with confidence.

The highly toxic content of a pound of concrete sand is not even a star-rated master.

"I can't explain the exact purpose for a moment, but in short, this thing is of great use to me. As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of the girl's faint melancholy from the corner of his eye, Lan Feng suddenly guessed the girl's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Do you think that I am going to kill myself with concrete sand?"

was guessed by Lan Feng, and the girl immediately lowered her head, a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry, I've persevered in three years of torture, how can I give up so easily? What's more, if I really want to commit suicide, one or two pounds of concrete sand is enough, why do I need a pound of concrete sand?" Shaking his head with a wry smile, Lan Feng sighed.

After thinking about it carefully, maybe Lan Feng was reasonable, Yang Xue was convinced, her little head was lightly taught, and she pursed her lips and said, "Okay, I'll go to the blacksmith shop to buy a pound of concrete sand in a while, and I'll send it to you before dark." She was clever and didn't mention the issue of borrowing and repayment.

After a while, the girl bounced out of the Lan family's courtyard, and her delicate little face was full of smiles.

"Now that you are still willing to treat me like this, in the entire Yang family, I'm afraid there is only this little girl left. Silently watching the girl leave, it took a long time for Lan Feng to retract his gaze, laugh at himself in his heart, and shake his head secretly.

Looking at Lan Feng, who was standing still, and the cadre on the side, he couldn't help but laugh: "Cough, is your heart moved?"

"It's a ghost. Go, go fishing. Rolling his eyes, Lan Feng turned around and walked back to the courtyard.

"Dead ducks have hard beaks. Pouting, the cadre machine spirit also floated towards the courtyard, and there was a tendency to entangle.

Packing up the fishing tackle with ease, Lan Feng was ready after a while.

After hesitating for a moment, Lan Feng put half of the pastries in the bamboo basket sent by the little girl into the iron bucket, and immediately walked outside the courtyard.

"Father, I went fishing in the backyard. He shouted at Lan Xianlong, who was weaving bamboo baskets in the courtyard, and when the hoarse and harsh voice fell, the young man was gone.

Outside the main gate of Yangfu is the bustling street of Fengzhen, and outside the back door is the big river that crosses Fengzhen - Yushui River, and the diagonal opposite of Yushui River is the big mountain where monsters are rampant - Xuanniu Mountain.

The scenery near the Yushui River is beautiful, the aura is strong, and it is a rare blessed place for cultivation.

When Lan Feng's figure appeared outside the back door, he could see many young Yang family members sitting cross-legged and cultivating, and some people were laughing and playing, sometimes noisy, sometimes quiet, and there were some familiar faces among them. However, the one who occupies the best location is undoubtedly the third of the four geniuses of the Yang family, namely Yang Zhan, the grandson of the Great Elder Yang Ao, Yang Guang, the son of the Second Elder, and another side genius from an ordinary background, Luo Tian. As for the other genius of the Yang family, it is naturally the daughter of the head of the Yang family - Yang Xue.

Seeing Lan Feng's figure, the clansmen who were fighting around quickly quieted down.

He covered his nose in disgust and avoided some distance before breathing a sigh of relief.

Quietly taking in the indifferent, disgusted, and disgusted expressions around him, Lan Feng laughed bitterly at himself in his heart: "It's only been three years, how can these people become so fast?"

The ridiculous faces of these people who used to bow down and flatter themselves are still so clear in Lan Feng's mind.

After a little self-deprecation, Lan Feng walked towards the river with his fishing tackle and iron bucket expressionlessly, silent, perhaps because he was used to seeing such a face.

From the moment he fell from the altar and faded the aura of genius, he no longer had the qualifications to make these people jealous and flattering.

"Since when have you been so unpopular?" Seeing that the people nearby were dodging one after another, as if hiding from a plague god, the self-deprecation on the corner of the young man's lips seemed to be even stronger.

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