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

The maid, who was called Little Green, couldn't help but hesitate a little after hearing Wang Feng's question, but she still asked weakly.

"Fart, who would dare to say that Lao Tzu is stupid? Do you believe it or not that Lao Tzu broke one of your legs?"

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

"Hmmm, no, where did I get so angry?"

After Wang Feng finished his anger, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and muttered in his heart.

Originally, Wang Feng shouldn't be so angry, but Hangsi is most afraid that others will say that he is stupid, after all, IQ is a hard injury!

And hidden in the deepest part of Wang Feng's heart, he felt aggrieved in his heart, although he couldn't grasp what the specific feeling was, he just felt that it was wrong.

"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 a 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, nor like a dream.

"What's going on? What's going on, why do I think everything here is so familiar?"

Although he didn't understand why, Wang Feng always felt that everything in front of him was so familiar.

However, he still showed a calm look, and after snorting coldly, he continued: "Say, did Tang Xiaohu and them 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, and you are really a goddess?

You don't look in the mirror, 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.

"Who is the goddess of Lao Tzu? Why can't you remember?"

Although he said the goddess in his mouth, Wang Feng couldn't think of anything. Who is the goddess in his heart, and even such an existence is doubtful.

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 it back to Lao Tzu to hide." Get out of here!"

But when he caught it, it wasn't someone he was familiar with. It was 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 it doesn'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 it. I really doubt that I really "crossed"!

"Impossible, impossible, there will be no such thing as crossing in this world, it is all something that was brought out by those boring writers YY, how could it happen to me?

It must be an illusion, an illusion, a right, a right, a hallucination!

Hallucinations, yes, hallucinations!"

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, an illusion, although it was an illusion, but everything in front of him was too real, and the reality made him feel a little scared and empty.

"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 in 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 about his age, at most a year or two older than him, and the young man was hanging in the air.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is a flying sword under his feet, and the man's disdainful gaze is looking at himself, but what really shocked him was not the young man who stepped on the flying sword, but the two suns hanging high in the sky behind the young man!

"Two suns, two suns! No way, no way, this must be a dream!

It must be a dream, how can there be two suns in the world, obviously three suns!

No, why do I remember that there are three suns in the sky?

There should be only one sun in the sky!"

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

In his impression, there should be only one sun in this world, but he seems to think that there are three suns, and there are two in front of him, which makes him very confused.

"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 it 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 novels immersed in all kinds of time-traveling cultivation should be happy when he encounters this kind of thing, but he found that he couldn't be happy. It can even be said that he was afraid, he was afraid that it was all true.

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

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

......

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

......

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

"Hehe, two moons!"

It wasn't until after the two moons had risen that Wang Feng's godless eyes moved slightly. However, after seeing the two 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.

"Hmmm, no, if I've been in a coma for a long time, how can this woman prepare so much food for me when I just woke up?

Why? Why do I care about that?"

After drinking the soup, Wang Feng immediately noticed that something was not quite right, but he felt strange in his heart, how could he care about this problem.

"If so, then it could all be a dream! absolutely, definitely a dream!"

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, in fact, he already believed it in his heart, and even had a deep fear and loneliness, but for some reason, in that fear and loneliness, there was a trace of warmth and kindness.

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 in his twenties, and he is still a place, he really has no face to say, hehe, sister paper, you just follow 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? If it's a dream, why does it hurt? If it's not a dream, why does it feel so familiar?"

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 has been hit a bit hard this time, not only has the spiritual root on his body disappeared, but his foundation building cultivation has also been dispersed, I am afraid that it will be difficult to cultivate in this life, and his temperament 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. (To be continued......)

PS: Three thousand thinks, this part should be changed to everyone to find fault! ^_^