Several people had different expressions, and they almost involuntarily looked at Wen Jinfang.

By his generation—

Speaking of which, it is really, too easy for people to think deeply.

After all, that's pretty intimate.

"Why do you ...... and according to his generation?" Ji Linxing's face was slightly distorted, and he asked hesitantly.

What why?

Yan Fenghuan glanced at everyone, frowned, and asked, "Didn't you all guess a lot?"

With the shrewdness of these people, coupled with the fact that there is such a large "research team" behind Huaguo, and now Yan Jing is also involved.

The sum of all the information she knew might have been more than she could remember.

It's been almost two days since the Rock Guards recognized the Lord, and it is impossible for them to have not guessed anything about Wen Jinfang's identity.

However, as soon as she said this, everyone's faces became even more weird.

Even Yan Jing's expression was a little uncontrollable.

It turns out that in the family inheritance, the secret story of Fengyue that was vaguely mentioned turned out to be true?

Yan Ling's eyes were full of curiosity, and his eyes wandered on Yan Fenghuan and Wen Jinfang's bodies.

Jiang Xiaoyue was a little reserved, but she still couldn't hide the curiosity in her eyes.

These anomalous performances, and those teasing eyes.

If Yan Fenghuan hadn't noticed that something was wrong, she would have lived in vain for so many years.

I've never eaten pork, and I've seen pigs run.

She naturally understands the matter of Fengyue.

However, what she meant was that even if Wen Jinfang was now a dragon trapped shoal, he was also the person she respected and protected.

Wen Huaqing is kind to him first, and he has been blessed for many years, and he has the fate of his ancestors and grandchildren.

Then she follows his seniority and respects Wen Huaqing as the elder, which is naturally reasonable.

Yan Ling may not know the inside story, so just think about it.

Yan Jing couldn't have imagined this layer, and he actually thought about it crookedly!

When I thought of what the bull had just said to the horse's mouth, I couldn't cry or laugh.

With a clear cough, everyone's spiritual platform suddenly jumped into a breath of cold air.

"If you are in a hurry, learn how to calm your mind." Yan Fenghuan looked around slowly, "If you think about some messy things, I will personally teach you the method of centering, and I will also loosen your muscles and bones by the way."

Her voice was cold, and she was wrapped in some spiritual power at the moment, which instantly stopped the imagination in several people's minds.

Ji Hongzhi and the others hurriedly said that they didn't dare, but they still had some smiles on their faces.

Yan Fenghuan's appearance is really like a very weak heart.

Eat melons.

The more difficult the melon to get, the more desirable it is.

Everyone has this common problem.

Seeing the faces of several people, Yan Fenghuan couldn't guess that they were in the brain circuit.

In line with the principle of not being out of sight and not being upset, Yan Fenghuan rolled his eyes, turned his head and faced the other party-

With a faint smile on his face, he was quietly looking at Yan Fenghuan, without the slightest hint of crampedness.

Yan Fenghuan subconsciously restrained her indecent expression, so she hurriedly turned into a comical "indifference".

Wen Jinfang's eyes flashed with a smile.

「……」

Pouting, Yan Fenghuan quickly walked over generously and shrugged at him: "Next time they dare to ridicule again, I will beat someone."

"Okay." Wen Jinfang smiled.

The two most embarrassing parties behaved unusually calmly.

This made the people who eat melons at a loss, and they couldn't help but be quiet. Fun Cabinet

"What's next for you?" Are you going back?" Yan Fenghuan thought for a while and asked.

"Hmm-" Wen Jinfang glanced in Wen Huaqing's direction, "I'm afraid it's not going to work."

Yan Fenghuan was puzzled: "Didn't you come here for the spiritual weapon?"

It's not that she boasts, there is no spiritual weapon in the world

It's a higher grade than Narukaze.

"It's not." Wen Jinfang smiled helplessly, "I was forced to come."

Forced?

Yan Fenghuan tilted his head back slightly, and suddenly remembered Wen Huaqing's words just now.

Her eyes suddenly became a little peculiar: "For the sake of ...... Miss Zou?"

「……」

Wen Jinfang suddenly felt a little headache, he pinched his eyebrows, and explained softly, "No."

Yan Fenghuan nodded absentmindedly and expressed his belief.

But the eyes that looked at Wen Jinfang were indescribable.

After all, Wen Huaqing did say just now that he would come to "meet Miss Zou".

And according to what Wen Huaqing said, the reason why Wen Jinfang didn't go with him was precisely because he wanted to avoid "Miss Zou". For this reason, it was still an early departure.

Naturally, a few people next to him also heard this conversation, and their eyes fell on the Wen family's ancestors and grandchildren for a while.

"Master Wen, you can't really be ......" Yan Jing moved closer to Wen Huaqing and asked in a low voice.

Wen Huaqing's old face suddenly turned red because of embarrassment.

Wen Jinfang is just an ordinary person, and at the age of his twenties, he naturally has to worry about life events for him.

How did he know that his grandson was so big?

Seeing him like this, everyone's eyes became weird.

Wen Jinfang closed his eyes and smiled helplessly, "Really, no."

His eyebrows were raised, and he couldn't laugh or cry at Wen Huaqing's completely "self-confessing" appearance.

Looking at him like this, the corners of Yan Fenghuan's mouth didn't hold back, and he smiled a little: "Hmm......

Wen Huaqing also realized that his reaction was not right, and quickly explained: "I asked him to come this time because I wanted him to participate in the competition."

The matter of matching people is really just incidental.

Yan Fenghuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, thinking that he had misheard: "What did you say?"

"They needed some people to take on the role of 'escort' in this competition, so I called him."

「……」

Make up the numbers?

Yan Fenghuan smiled, no wonder Wen Jinfang said just now that he was "forced".

With his temperament, he must have no interest in this kind of competition.

Wen Huaqing paused, looked at Yan Fenghuan, and suddenly had a solemn look on his face: "Actually, I heard that you will come this time......

Yan Fenghuan was stunned.

Everyone was also puzzled, and looked at Wen Jinfang, but saw that the latter also had a look of surprise on his face.

And here, because he had already spoken, Wen Huaqing didn't delay much, gritted his teeth and said quickly: "This kid has not been able to cultivate since he was a child, and his physique is weaker than ordinary people.

"Grandpa." For the first time, Wen Jinfang shouted softly regardless of etiquette.

interrupted what Wen Huaqing hadn't finished speaking.

The crowd was silent.

Reacted in his heart, Wen Huaqing asked his grandson to make up the number on the face, but in fact, I am afraid that he wanted to use the game to see if it was possible.

But he probably didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

Wen Huaqing was interrupted by his grandson, looked at him in some astonishment, moved his lips, and didn't say anything again for a while.

He understands Wen Jinfang's temperament.

The other party is like this, obviously not wanting him to say any more.

Wen Jinfang lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Fenghuan, who was suddenly a little silent: "I know my physical condition myself, you don't have to think about it."

His voice was soft, as if he were comforting.

Only then did everyone find that Yan Fenghuan frowned, and his mood was a little low.

When Feng Huan heard this, he nodded to Wen Jinfang to show that he understood, and smiled faintly.

Then she turned her head to look at Wen Huaqing and sighed lightly, "I'm sorry, I'm helpless about his situation."

Wen Huaqing was shocked, his body took a step back, and he muttered in disbelief, "What

Yes...... Isn't he also a ......?"

Regarding the fact that Yan Silent Moon went from being unable to practice to becoming a first-order monk after meeting Yan Fenghuan, it had long been spread throughout the Lingwu Realm by various algae decorations.

Yan Fenghuan lowered his eyes, and he didn't hide it: "Xiao Yue, he is because he has been in the art of seizing spirits since he was a child, and if the spell is solved, he can naturally practice."

Wen Huaqing still had some hope in his heart: "Then ...... him."

"He didn't fall under any spells."

Wen Huaqing's face turned pale, and he looked at Wen Jinfang, his eyes full of regret.

Wen Jinfang sighed, he was sandwiched in the middle of the most difficult to do.

"Grandpa, I'm not obsessed with this." Wen Jinfang looked at Wen Huaqing with a smile, his voice was light but soft, "You should also let it go."

"Is there really no way?" Wen Huaqing asked again without giving up.

Wen Jinfang usually looks gentle and easy to talk, but Wen Huaqing knows that his temperament is extremely arrogant.

For so many years, because he couldn't practice, he had suffered a lot of cold eyes and humiliation, but he never shouted a word.

Being born in the spiritual martial arts realm is like an original sin if you can't practice.

Anyone can step on it.

Even if he is the grandson of the head of the Wen family, he cannot avoid those old prejudices.

However, Wen Huaqing knew what a powerful person his grandson was.

Even if he is an ordinary person, he is an extremely dazzling genius.

When he was eleven years old, he could cure the cold poison that many wood monks were helpless for his grandfather with a few doses of medicine.

is not a Dan master, but the Dan prescription written under his hand is more precious than the other.

Using ordinary medicinal herbs, you can condense an effect comparable to the level of a spirit plant.

Even in the entire Lingwu world, it is a sought-after item.

However, because I can't practice, none of this is known.

Or rather, no one cares.

Wen Huaqing looked at Yan Fenghuan expectantly.

The latter, however, shook his head in silence.

The spirit of the proposed god is still guarded in the prison of the void, and the god body is shattered to repair the world.

Today's Wen Jinfang is just a life pieced together with a few pitiful fragments of the divine body and the spiritual energy that is not abundant in this world.

Even being alive is an extremely coincidental miracle.

She didn't even know why there was such a coincidence, and how she knew how to let him practice.

Wen Jinfang looked at Yan Fenghuan's appearance, thought about it, lowered his head slightly and said softly, "I mean seriously, not being able to cultivate is not a big deal for me."

Yan Fenghuan looked up at him and smiled reluctantly, "I know."

She had seen him haunted by fire, in the most painful and embarrassed way.

His prestige was greatly lost, and the gods or believers who had frequently shown favor avoided him and refuted him in every possible way.

Even in the most difficult times, he did not show any depression or regret.

God deserves it, and ordinary people do it.

It's just that he has no regrets, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't have any words.

He is not sad, but he will have a good time.

"It's going to be fine." In the end, Yan Fenghuan just said to Wen Jinfang in a low voice.

"yes, I see." Wen Jinfang bowed slightly and smiled at her.

Wen Huaqing's mind was too chaotic for a while, he didn't notice the movements of the two, and he wanted to say something.

Yan Jing's eyes were quick, and he strode forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Master Wen, don't say any more. If Your Excellency had a way, he would never wait for you to speak."

Wen Huaqing was stunned for a moment, looked at Yan Fenghuan, and found that the latter's mood was not very high.

It seems to be sad too.

That's why Wen Jinfang interrupted him just now?

Wen Huaqing instantly sobered up and hurriedly explained, "Miss Yan, don't blame! I'm not pushing you to ......."

"Nothing." Yan Fenghuan had returned to normal, and smiled at Wen Huaqing, "Don't worry, with me, he will be fine."