Chapter 2: Three Suns!

"Young master, you can't be really stupid, right?"

The maid known as Little Green, after hearing Wang Feng's question, couldn't help but hesitate a little and asked weakly.

"Fart, who would dare to say that Lao Tzu is stupid? Do you believe that Lao Tzu broke one of your legs?"

After hearing Xiao Lu say this, Wang Feng's face immediately became gloomy, and he said angrily.

Originally, Wang Feng shouldn't have been so angry, but he was most afraid that others would say he was stupid, after all, IQ was a hard injury!

"The young master spares his life, the young master spares his life! ”

As soon as Xiao Lu saw Wang Feng's face change so quickly, he immediately knelt down and called for mercy, but he secretly scolded in his heart: "Sure enough, what kind of Lao Tzu there is, what kind of son there is, turning his face is faster than turning a book!"

"Humph!"

Wang Feng looked around, but he didn't find the camera or anything, and there seemed to be no other people, and he couldn't help but get nervous in his heart, because everything in front of him didn't seem like a prank or a dream, but he still showed a calm look, and after snorting coldly, he continued: "Say, did Tang Xiaohu let you fix me?"

Tang Xiaohu in Wang Feng's mouth is his college classmate, but he doesn't have much to do with him, and the first reaction in his mind is that this matter is mostly related to him.

"Tang Xiaohu, young master, we don't have such a person in the Tang family, could it be that the young master is mistaken?"

Xiao Lu seemed to have long been accustomed to the temper of this "young master", and just returned to normal in a blink of an eye.

"Hmph! You continue to pretend to Lao Tzu, do you want Lao Tzu to pull them out before you admit it? Do you still think that Lao Tzu praises you as a goddess, you are really a goddess? You don't look in the mirror, just like you, can you compare with the 'goddess' in my mind?"

Wang Feng said with a somewhat unhappy face, especially when he talked about the word goddess, his heart was even more fierce, and now he couldn't wait to rush to the goddess in his heart and slap her twice, and scolded a few words happily.

Wang Feng stood up with some difficulty, walked towards the window next to the desk, and suddenly grabbed his hand under the window, and at the same time shouted very proudly: "Give Lao Tzu to hide, get out of here!"

However, when he grabbed it, it was not someone he knew, but a little boy of seven or eight years old.

"Brother!"

After the little boy was picked up, a pair of big eyes turned around, and a bright smile appeared on his face, as if he was not afraid of Wang Feng's shouting at all.

"Forehead ......"

After seeing this little boy, Wang Feng couldn't help but be stunned, because he had never seen this little boy, and now this little boy actually called him brother as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't seem to be a stranger at all.

Confused, completely confused!

He originally thought it was just a prank, but now the moment he saw the boy, he really doubted, really suspected that he had really "crossed over"!

"Impossible, impossible, there is no such thing as crossing in this world, it is all something that was brought out by those boring writers, how could it happen to me? It must be an illusion, an illusion, yes, a right, an illusion!

Wang Feng slowly put the little boy down, and kept reminding himself in his heart that everything in front of him was just an illusion and an illusion.

"Hmph, waste, our Tang family doesn't need your kind of waste!"

But just as he was suggesting himself in such a heart, a disdainful voice came from outside the house.

After hearing this voice, Wang Feng couldn't help but look at the owner of the voice, but when he looked over, his body couldn't help but be shocked!

"Impossible, impossible, this is definitely a dream!"

He saw the young man who spoke, the young man was about the same age as him, at most a year or two older than him, the young man was stepping on a flying sword, the whole person was hanging in the air, and the man's disdainful gaze was looking at himself, but what really shocked him was not the young man who stepped on the flying sword, but the sky behind the young man, there were three suns hanging high!

"Three suns, three suns! No way, no way, this must be a dream!"

Wang Feng felt that his legs had lost all their strength, and he might collapse to the ground at any time.

"Humph, rubbish!"

After the young man saw the shock in Wang Feng's eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little puzzled, but he didn't pay attention to it, and after snorting coldly, Edgeworth left.

"Brother, I'm going to play!"

The lively and cute little boy also seemed to notice that Wang Feng was a little wrong, said a word, and ran away.

"Hehe, hehe......"

After the two left, Wang Feng sat down on the ground with a wry smile on his face.

"Young master, young master, are you okay?"

After Xiao Lu saw Wang Feng's depressed appearance, although he was a little inexplicable, he still asked.

She is Wang Feng's personal maid, and even to put it mildly, he is Wang Feng's private property, and Wang Feng can decide her life and death.

"Huh...... Hehe...... I didn't expect this to happen...... Hehe......"

Wang Feng sat on the ground dejectedly, muttering constantly.

It stands to reason that a fan of all kinds of novels immersed in silver and cultivating the truth should be happy when he encounters this kind of thing, but he finds that he can't be happy, and it can even be said that he is afraid, he is afraid that all this is true.

It's like Ye Gong is a good dragon, all kinds of crazy infatuations on the surface, but when he really encounters it, he can't hide it.

Xiao Lu was originally a smart and clever person, and after feeling Wang Feng's depressed aura, he didn't say anything more, but sat down quietly with him.

......

It was five hours of sitting, and it was getting dark......

......

In the distant sky, three moons rose and hung in the sky!

"Hehe, three-wheeled moon!"

It wasn't until after the three moons rose that Wang Feng's godless eyes moved slightly, but after seeing the three moons in the sky, there was no joy in his eyes, but more sadness.

"Huh!"

Wang Feng stood up with a decadent face and smiled bitterly.

"Young master, it's time to eat!"

After seeing that Wang Feng finally moved, Xiao Lu, who didn't know when to put the food on the table, said with a smile on his face.

"Hmm. ”

Wang Feng replied calmly, then sat down, didn't say anything, and ate those meals with a completely soulless look, those meals that were originally delicious and delicious, at the moment, there was no taste for him.

So he just drank some soup casually, but when the warm and delicious soup flowed down his throat, Wang Feng's face became even paler.

He still firmly believes in his heart that this is just a dream, and maybe his previous car hit is fake.

"Well, well, it's good to get some sleep, just get some sleep!"

Wang Feng drank the delicious soup one by one, and at the same time silently recited it over and over again in his heart, but no matter how he hinted at himself, he actually believed it in his heart.

Xiao Lu on the side looked at Wang Feng's appearance, although he didn't understand everything, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only watch quietly from the side.

About a quarter of an hour later, Wang Feng felt that his stomach was already a little swollen, and he couldn't drink anymore, so he put down the bowl, and didn't care about Xiao Lu on the side, so he walked towards the big bed, didn't care about anything, and fell asleep.

"It seems that the young master seems to have hit a bit hard this time...... Ahem!"

After seeing Wang Feng fall asleep upside down, Xiao Lu's face showed a trace of regretful sighs, and then after helping Wang Feng cover the quilt, he cleaned up the house.

"Hey, hey!"

But just as Xiao Lu turned around to clean up the house, Wang Feng suddenly got up, looked at Xiao Lu with an evil face, and let out an evil laugh.

"Hmm, young master, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Lu seemed to feel that there was an unkind gaze staring at him behind him, turned around, and after seeing Wang Feng's gaze, he sighed in his heart and asked weakly.

"Hehe, no, what do you say Lao Tzu can't have such a dream in vain, right? Such a flower-like sister paper is in front of Lao Tzu's eyes, Lao Tzu is more than 20 people, or a place, he really has no face to say, hehe, sister paper, you just leave me!"

Wang Feng stood up, with a look of evil on his face, and began to slowly walk towards Xiao Lu.

"Master, you ......"

After Xiao Lu saw Wang Feng's expression, although he had not experienced anything between men and women, he also realized that something was wrong, his body trembled slightly, and he retreated in the direction of the door with some fear.

"Sister paper, don't be afraid, my brother is very gentle, he won't be rough......!

Wang Feng still walked towards Xiao Lu.

"Young Master...... Ah......h

"Hey......

......

Cry!

After a while, Little Green was disheveled and rushed out of the house.

"Isn't it really a dream, and if it's a dream, why does it hurt?"

After she left, the whole room was pitch black, and there was the inaudible muttering of Wang Feng.

......

In a room a hundred meters away from this house, a beautiful woman in her early thirties and a middle-aged man were talking, and the middle-aged man was the same person Wang Feng had seen during the day.

"Brother Tang, it seems that Biao'er seems to have been hit a bit hard this time, not only has the spiritual root on his body disappeared, but also all his foundation building cultivation has also dispersed, I am afraid that it will be difficult to cultivate in this life, and the surname has become so ...... So...... Ahem!"

The woman said to the man beside her, but she still couldn't stop sighing, as if she had seen everything that was happening in Wang Feng's house.

"Wanyu, do you say he's still our biao'er?"

The middle-aged man asked with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and a look of regret as well.