Chapter 8: The Maiden's Actions

The white-clothed young man in the distance looked at everything indifferently, without too much expression, the disdain and ridicule of the servants had been heard by himself, how powerful could the contempt and indifference of the two clansmen in front of him have?

What's more, he has disappeared for three whole years, and he has grown again for three years, and he has long thought that he has the capital to regain his arrogance, and the title of a mere wasted person, it may be better not to argue anymore.

Perhaps this is the old man's real intention.

Thinking of this, the corners of Long Chuchen's lips outlined a sunny smile, the haze on his face was swept away, and since he stepped into the family, the knot that had been formed for a long time was finally untied.

But Long Chuchen didn't notice that Lan Xiaotong had been paying attention to him for a long time in the distance, and when he suddenly smiled, he naturally wouldn't escape from her eyes, and this smile seemed to make Lan Xiaotong's eyes more happy.

"Waste, how is it possible. Lan Sitian looked surprised and novel.

Seeing Lan Sitian's appearance, Long Ming couldn't bear it at all, so he told Long Chuchen about the big and small deeds of the Long clan in Duolun City.

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A few hours later.

"His fate has been so bumpy. Lan Sitian said quietly.

"Yes, if it hadn't been for the "Scarlet Night" three years ago, maybe that young man would have walked out of this frontier city a long time ago. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity that that young man's talent, he achieved martial arts at the age of thirteen, this kind of talent, even if it is placed in our Shenglan Academy, it can be called a genius. Lan Sitian sighed slightly, and there was a hint of regret on her beautiful face.

When the young man in the distance heard about the Holy Lan Academy, his expression changed completely, and his bright eyes involuntarily drifted towards Lan Sitian, and he had a plan in his heart: The Holy Lan Academy, they are from the Holy Lan Academy, and the task assigned by the old man is there.

As if feeling something, Lan Sitian slowly turned his head, a pair of bright and clear eyes came into view, and a strange feeling suddenly emerged from the deepest part of his heart like a bubble, this young man may not be as simple as it seems, Lan Sitian didn't know why such a feeling suddenly flashed, and the ghost sent a slight bow to the young man.

"Shenglan Academy will enroll students in Duolun City this year, I wonder if Young Master Long has this will?" Lan Sitian's gentle voice sounded faintly.

"Of course, such a precious, once-in-a-century opportunity, how can you miss it? Not only in Xia, but also many young children in the clan will participate in the enrollment of the Holy Lan Academy, so I will try my luck. Saying that, Long Ming smiled humbly.

At this moment, Long Chuchen's voice floated softly from a distance.

"Excuse me, beautiful and charming sister, how long will it take for the admissions team of the Holy Lan Academy to arrive in Duolun City?"

Before everyone could react, suddenly.

"Hmph" Lan Xiaotong pursed her lips and put on a look that Miss Copy was very angry.

Most of the people present were confused and confused at the same time, and they were all at a loss by the girl's action, because they didn't know what the girl was angry about.

Let's not say that you don't know the boy in the first place, and you haven't been involved in old grudges and grudges at all, that is, the young man's posture has been polite to the extreme, saying that it's flattery, and the saying goes: "Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person." ”

Only Lan Sitian glanced at Long Chuchen who came over, and the corners of her mouth flashed with helplessness, as if she had made some conjectures about the source of the girl's anger.

Long Chuchen's elegant and indifferent steady pace made Lan Sitian pay a little more attention, within the scope of her past understanding, a wasted person should not have this kind of posture.

"Phew. A look of genuine disgust flashed on the face of the black-robed young man behind Long Ming, and he muttered: "Pretend, just know how to pretend, do you still think it was three years ago?" The companion's actions were seen by another person, and did not attract any stop or admonition, and even this young man spat in the direction where Long Chuchen was, in order to express the anger that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.

The two are different, Long Ming will not be invisible, but he acquiesces in the behavior of the two, and the meaning behind this is really imaginative.

Long Chuchen looked indifferent about this, and Long Chuchen's state of mind, which was freed from the knot in his heart, took a step forward, and the eyes and opinions of others had no effect on the current Long Chuchen.

"Boy, what qualifications do you have to ask about the Shenglan Academy, which is a fertile ground for the gathering of geniuses in the Empire, are you worthy?" the black-robed young man sarcastically sneered.

"Ben Shao didn't talk to you now, get out of the way. Long Chuchen was also aroused by this sentence, and responded not to be outdone.

"You ......" The black-robed young man's face turned blue with anger, and his fists behind him were clenched tightly, and he could see a thin layer of cyan fighting qi circulating on his skin, as if he was a little careless, he was about to make a move.

"What are you, didn't you see that beautiful and charming sister waiting for Ben Shao? ”

After weighing the pros and cons in his heart, the black-robed young man didn't make a move after all, and slightly sideways to get out of the way under his feet, but he never forgot to threaten, and said softly: "You wait for me." ”

"Always available. ”

"Okay, come with me to the family martial arts arena to compete in the martial arts. The black-robed youth roared

"Did you have your brain blasted open by the fighting spirit, eh, maybe some kind of monster in the Forest of Dreads kicked it. Long Chuchen used both hands and feet, vividly described the situation when the two situations occurred, and laughed uninterruptedly, "Ben Shao is a wasted person, you just emphasized this, it seems that you really have a problem with your brain, hurry up and call the family doctor to come and have a look, but don't be serious" Long Chuchen admonished seriously, if it wasn't for the smile in his eyes, everyone would probably believe it.

The black-robed young man also felt that he had said the wrong thing, his face was flushed, and he couldn't wait to dig a crack in the ground to get in, and he didn't even listen to Long Chuchen's sarcasm.

Lan Xiaotong's silver-like laughter suddenly sounded, and the flowery and energetic appearance alleviated the embarrassing situation in the field a lot.

"It's really interesting, I actually want to find a waste person to compete, Brother Long Ming, your companion really has a personality. Lan Xiaotong's delicate little hand immediately raised his thumb and pointed at the black-robed youth.

Long Ming glanced at the black-robed young man and said, "Don't you retreat, isn't it enough to be embarrassed?"

"Big brother, I'm ......" The black-robed young man turned around and left unwillingly, not forgetting to drop his eyes at Long Chuchen when he left.

The departing figure of the black-robed young man was reflected in Long Ming's eyes, accompanied by a trace of anger.

"Miss Hitomi-shino, how's that. ”

A dark light slid through his eyes, and Lan Xiao's slender pupils pointed at Long Ming, and said reluctantly: "Miss Ben has always been used to bullying weak people, this time, you know each other." ”

"Xiao Hitomi, what did my sister say, don't be unreasonable, otherwise when I return to the family, I will see that my sister will not be clear to my father. ”

"Hmph"

Lan Xiaotong's water-like eyes were full of grievances, and when he looked at Lan Sitian, there was a hint of hostility.

Seeing Lan Xiaotong's appearance, how could Lan Sitian, who was an older sister, not understand? Gently pulled Lan Xiaotong, bowed her head slightly, whispered to her for a moment, and let the three thousand green silks slide down like a waterfall.

Lan Xiaotong suddenly smiled, and the flowers trembled, and there was still half a point of the appearance of being wronged.

Everyone present couldn't help muttering in their hearts: Woman! The speed of changing faces is simply faster than turning a book.

Lan Sitian was embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

In fact, just now, Lan Sitian only said one sentence in his ear, a very simple sentence.

"Cousin Chuchen, do you remember me?" Long Ming's voice revealed a bit of kindness, and he couldn't help but make people close.

Long Chuchen raised his head, stared at Long Ming's face, and said, "Long Hao's eldest brother." ”

"It's rare that my cousin still remembers it in the early morning. ”

Thinking of Long Hao, Long Chuchen naturally showed a disgusting look, and said with a pun: "Long Hao, a very interesting person." ”

Long Ming's eyebrows raised slightly, but he was still as warm as a spring breeze, and said with a pleasant face: "You have already met." ”

"Of course, and he made a very big impression on Ben Shao. Long Chuchen had something to say.

"Oh, why is that?" Long Ming was surprised, although he didn't hate Long Chuchen as much as his clansmen, but from the bottom of his heart, he looked down on Long Chuchen since the "Bloody Night".

The atmosphere of the Roland Continent is like this, advocating martial artists, advocating the strong, it has not changed throughout the ages, once you lose the strength or power that makes people respect and awe, you will be pale and powerless to find that you, pigs and dogs are not as good, no matter what kind of earth-shattering glory and supreme glory you have achieved, once you stumble and fall off the altar, all good things will eventually turn into the moon in the well and the flowers in the water.

"It's inconvenient to disclose this, but you will naturally know it in the future. ”

Long Ming had a trace of doubt lingering in his heart, could it be that his younger brother who didn't learn and didn't know how to wander around the Qinlou Chu Pavilion all day long, and what secrets did he have in Fireworks Willow Lane.

Long Chuchen changed his words and said, "Beautiful sister, you haven't answered me yet, when will the admissions team of Shenglan Academy arrive in Duolun City?"

"Miss Ben knows, you come and beg Miss Ben. Lan Xiaotong kept blinking her eyes, with a proud look on her chest.

Long Chuchen looked Lan Xiaotong up and down, but instead of showing disgust, Lan Xiaotong even deliberately straightened up her small breasts, which had begun to take shape.

Lan Xiaotong is actually very beautiful, smooth skin, tall and slender figure, melon seed face is a standard beauty billet, smooth and delicate forehead, bright and deep eyes under the straight long eyebrows, the arc of the lip shape is unusually soft, men who are not strong enough will involuntarily bite a bite when they meet, the only thing lacking is that the development is not mature, there is no concave concave, convex convexity, of course, this is not unchangeable, after all, Lan Xiaotong's age is there! After the fermentation and transformation of time, this only white and slight blemish will no longer exist.

Long Chuchen shook his head and directly ignored Lan Xiaotong, who had a small abacus in his heart.

At this time, Lan Xiaotong's eyes were gone, and her small and delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her little face immediately became cold as frost.

"Hmph, isn't Miss Ben pretty, not beautiful, not charming?"

Lan Xiaotong asked questions like a cannonball, and asked Long Chuchen completely, thinking: This play, Ben Shao doesn't know you, are you good-looking, what does it have to do with Lao Tzu?

On the contrary, it was the young man behind Long Ming, thoughtfully, could it be that Xiao Nizi fell in love with Long Chuchen, this is possible.

has a delicate face, it is really useful, and there are people who like to hold it when he walks there, presumably he should have eaten a lot of soft rice in the past three years, otherwise he would not have lived today.

As soon as such an idea appeared, the young man's gaze at Long Chuchen was not only full of disdain and ridicule, but also something else--disdain.