"So, what do you want to express after saying so much?"

The footsteps in the deep corridor suddenly stopped, and Xu Yuan looked back at Feng Xian Ru, who had been following behind his ass.

He felt that this side genius had a sick brain.

When he came out of the secret shrine, he raised his eyes and saw this boy at the door.

No hands, no debate, just honestly following them and walking out.

Xu Yuan thought that this kid was subdued by Fang Cai's slap, this kind of behavior can be regarded as a soft conduit to him, but halfway through, this kid directly began to talk to a resentful woman about his inexplicable mental journey, as well as the story of Feng Jiuxuan kicking him.

And hearing the footsteps of a group of three people coming out, the girl also quickly stood up from the ground, patted the dust on her body, looked over, and was obviously slightly relieved after not seeing the figure of Feng Xianru, and asked in a low voice:

Feng Xianru replied without hesitation:

"Then do you know that your model can only rest with a sword every day?"

"Dead."

It's hard to stretch.

And although Feng Jiuxuan's handling methods were a little too rough, he did give Feng Xianru this opportunity.

Xu Yuan glanced at the clothes on the other party's body:

"This matter can be seen from your Chaofeng Xuan patterned clothes, to the point."

Feng Xianru went in because the uncle acquiesced to it, and naturally there was no problem, but if Feng Shuming, this girl, was known by the high-level of the clan, most of them would be punished.

But the result is quite satisfactory in the end.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan almost didn't make a sound.

Along the way, all the way to broken thoughts.

Looking at her expression, Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows:

"The person who threatened you has been dealt with, and you don't seem to be happy?"

Feng Xianru's voice was a little lacking in confidence, with a hint of pleading:

"Childe, you should see her physique, only if she breaks the nine magic lanterns and enters the mourning hall to be tested by the ancestors, she has a chance to live."

"Oh? Why? ”

Xu Yuan thought that this kid wanted him to be a peacemaker in the middle, but he only heard:

Feng Xianru snorted lightly, and looked away with a cold face.

"Stop."

"Even if he bullies me, he shouldn't be guilty of death, right?"

"Eldest son, you're out, what about Fengxian Ru and the others?"

Feng Shuming came back to her senses, her eyes drooped, and her eyes glanced at the ground a little helplessly:

Xu Yuan glanced at the kid, the marinated meat skewers were placed on the grill, and he replied lightly:

"Yes, yes, but I don't want to hear Transsound."

"The head of the family has always been a role model in my heart."

It's just that he closed his eyes and kept his eyes open, and from time to time he glanced at Xu Yuan and Feng Shuming.

"Your brain?"

“.” Impatiens Confucian.

Gotta go around and around again and again.

With a sigh in his heart, Xu Yuan patted his robe helplessly, continued to step forward, and asked casually:

Seeing this, Xu Yuan was not in a hurry, skillfully flipped the meat skewers on the flame, and waited for the compromise over there.

Feng Xianru is indeed a genius, breaking through the condensation soul at the age of ten, and the qualification of the root bone already belongs to the same level as Ran Qingmo. But if you want to comprehend Daoyun, you don't just look at the root bone qualifications, if you are completely stereotyped with the kind of heart of Fengxian Ru when he was a child, then there is a high probability that he will be stuck in the fourth grade in his life.

"You want to learn from him?"

"Can't you talk to that girl about this? Don't look at what people are afraid of you. ”

Come to this ancestral shrine to get a token, and as a result, you have to deal with the love and mind battles of these genius boys and girls.

After listening patiently, Xu Yuan probably understood the reason why this side genius respected his maternal uncle.

At least confirmed that the talented young man next to the Feng family could be used by him, although his brain didn't look very good.

“.”

Hearing these two words, Feng Shuming's eyes instantly widened, and she couldn't help but pause when she stepped forward:

He needed a big change to rebuild this weak character.

Although I hate that guy, I just want to beat him up to the extent that I get angry

"Huh"

Ignoring the young man who stayed where he was, Xu Yuan walked straight out of the cave.

Xu Yuan glanced at the stunned young man with a light look, raised his hand and tapped his head with a finger, and spit out four words with a smile:

Without the support of the Feng family's bloodline, the original wide-open Yongdong gradually closed with a burst of Qi machines.

"The eldest son, no matter what the result is, this is the bishop of the house"

When all the truth is revealed, the original resentment will turn to gratitude and guilt.

But the question is, what is this kid doing with him?

“.”

After hearing this, Xu Yuantou did not vote, and knowingly asked Chuanyin to reply:

Xu Yuan walked past the girl, rubbed her little head casually, led Ran Qingmo and the two daughters to sit down by the bonfire, and began to continue to drum up the uneaten blue scale snake meat:

Through the flickering firelight, Feng Shuming and the young man who walked out looked at each other for a moment, and then shrank directly behind Xu Yuan, leaving only a head to look at each other carefully.

"Huh?"

Being pierced in front of him, Feng Xianru tugged at the corner of his clothes slightly unnaturally, but quickly retracted his expression, suddenly bowed solemnly, and continued to say solemnly:

"Feng Shuming's matter, I didn't do anything wrong."

Walking all the way out of the corridor, Xu Yuan saw that the girl was squatting on a newly raised bonfire in a daze.

And soon, the sudden sound of Feng Xian Ru broke the silence around her, and also made the timid girl sitting next to Xu Yuan tremble:

"Eldest son, the head of the family asked me to break the phantom array in this cave, but the matter is cumbersome and I am afraid that my cultivation will be delayed, can I let this fool complete this matter?"

It was from the Phoenix Confucian.

However, in order to maintain the image of the big brother outside, he still couldn't help but ridicule him.

“.” Silence.

"Eldest son, can this ancestral ancestral hall continue to be used for tea?"

"I'm kidding, he'll be out in a minute."

As if to confirm Xu Yuan's words, a young man in white limped out of the cave when his words fell.

“.” Impatiens Confucian.

"You're using him to deal with your sweetheart?"

According to the clan rules, it is a felony to enter the Feng family's secret ancestral hall.

Let him help him chase stars?

Under Xu Yuan's gaze, Feng Xianru raised his head slightly to meet his gaze, and continued to read in a calm tone:

"Eldest son, although I almost died that time, and I also resented the head of the family who kicked me off the cliff indiscriminately, but if it weren't for the kick of the head of the family, I would be now."

Amid the crisp sound of the ghetto jar, the silence around Xu Yuan lasted for about half an hour before it was broken by a transmission.

But he didn't want to go, so he found a big rock seven or eight feet away from the campfire, jumped on it, sat down, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

“.”

Xu Yuan's face darkened directly.

Fuck, you can't talk well, you have to be the third machine of the king, right?

(End of chapter)