"Cai Wei, ......"

Lin Feng found that he had been in the cold country for a long time, and he also liked to drag the sound.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Yang Caiwei looked at Lin Feng with wide eyes.

"Uh, you're good!"

Lin Feng felt that Yang Caiwei learned martial arts from Zheng Enhui, and still learned the essence.

When practicing, the strength of the waist and legs is just right.

But it doesn't have the invincible and domineering momentum of Zheng Enhui.

The graceful martial posture looks pleasing to the eye.

Compared with Zheng Enhui, there is more aura, and it is not so vulgar to the point.

In fact, Lin Feng understood that it was himself who was vulgar, because he compared the master and apprentice together.

In the hearts of a thousand people, there are a thousand different principles of life.

It took half an hour, and after practicing the leg exercises, Yang Caiwei began to practice the core method again.

Soon Lin Feng found out that Yang Caiwei had actually learned a few tricks from Liu Zangyun.

The way of breathing and breathing is very similar to the practice of Liu Zangyun.

Lin Feng could feel the changes in the aura in her body, one by one.

Of course, it is not as powerful as Liu Zangyun.

"Caiwei, I think you're very powerful! In fact, you don't have to learn every subject well, you have to learn it first, and then slowly cultivate it later......"

Lin Feng did not hesitate to praise.

Yang Caiwei said: "Of course I know! Moreover, I also learned a few tricks from Sister Zhu Li! ”

As she spoke, she was going to put on a show.

Lin Feng stopped: "Okay, next time!" Don't practice the fork. ”

"No, it won't!"

Yang Caiwei knew what Lin Feng wanted to say.

"Whew~"

She exhaled a breath of turbid air, slowly withdrew from the cultivation she had just had, and then spun around.

……

Seven o'clock in the morning on April 4.

"I'm done burning the paper over there, so I'm going to see your father."

After Yang Caiwei sorted out Lin Feng's clothes, Lin Feng said lightly.

Yang Caiwei nodded and said, "My dad likes the Western one, and I asked a pastor to read the Bible to him." ”

"Uh, don't you burn paper?"

Lin Feng asked.

Yang Caiwei said: "It's okay, Dad likes it." ”

Lin Feng suddenly felt that this sixth man would not pit himself.

Because the potato brothers are all dead, and they are still being pitted by the sixth child!

Our land is not under the control of the Western gods, if there is really a land...... Lin Feng felt that this was very likely.

Then Brother Potato is estimated to be fried and crispy below, and most of them will squat on the street to set up broken bowls,

Met seven and a half months, and grabbed things with a bunch of imps.

It's miserable, it's miserable!

"Caiwei, it can't be like this, since it's our land, let's follow the rules of our side."

Lin Feng couldn't bear to watch Brother Potato suffer below, and persuaded him.

"Got it!"

Yang Caiwei nodded.

After helping Lin Feng tidy up his clothes, she hugged Lin Feng again and muttered, "Senior brother, you are so good!" ”

Lin Feng touched her hair and said, "My kindness to you is not as good as one-ten-thousandth of what you treat me." ”

"Senior Brother......

Yang Caiwei was so moved that tears flowed out.

She didn't want her brother to blow her eyes for herself like she did last night.

That's why she was moved.

She could feel the affection of her brother for her when she was alone.

"Okay, it's not too early, let's go!"

Lin Feng said with a smile.

Out of the door, to the underground parking lot, Lin Feng drove out of the underground garage with the Knight XV, who had not been opened for a long time.

Because of Yang Caiwei's arrangement, Lin Feng did not return to the courtyard.

There were a lot of people in the courtyard yesterday.

took Yang Caiwei to Tianfu Ruijing Community.

I didn't sleep all night, but Lin Feng was still in that spirit.

Yang Caiwei held a small mirror in the car and looked at herself again and again.

There are no dark circles under the eyes.

Of course, because of the color, adding a little bit to the mask can enhance the whitening color.

It's an important day.

It is the first time for Yang Caiwei to see so many sisters and sisters.

At eight o'clock, Lin Feng's car appeared in the open space outside the gate of the cemetery.

"Hello boss!"

A group of men in black suits bowed.

Lin Feng raised his hand.

For such a battle, Lin Feng did not feel uncomfortable at all.

Because that's how it is on the Han side.

As a chaebol boss, he is followed by a large group of bodyguards everywhere he goes.

If you enter the company, hundreds of employees of the entire company can line up from the gate to the president's office.

The pomp and circumstance are so big that you feel like you're the head of the globe.

At the door, everyone who should have come has already arrived.

Some of them lived in a courtyard yesterday.

Part of the hotel.

But all of them arrived before eight o'clock.

I didn't bring the children because they were still young.

All of them were wearing either black or white trench coats.

Black and white are the colors of death and respect for the deceased.

Lin Feng glanced at him expressionlessly.

In this battle today, Lin Feng felt that he couldn't have any vivid expressions.

The group in front of you, no matter who you look at, don't show strange eyes.

Otherwise, it will be misinterpreted by them.

For example, when he looked at so-and-so, his eyes were like that, so partial! It turned out that in his mind, he was not as good as so-and-so......

Qi Yao was wearing a white windbreaker, and her hands were habitually in her pockets.

You don't have to guess to know that you must have a scalpel in your pocket. ŴŴŴ.BiQuGe.Biz

She didn't wear powder, she didn't wear jewelry (none of those present), but her momentum and the status of the boss seemed to be stable.

The second is Han Xiang, and Song Jiaren, one older and one younger, both of them are wearing black windbreakers and a black felt hat on their heads.

The third child is Yunluan, who looks gentle and respectful, but if you look closely, you will find that under the gentleness on the surface, there is an atmosphere of rejection thousands of miles away.

Each of them has its own circle.

Bi Tang Mi and Ouyang Jasmine stood beside Qi Yao.

Han Xiang's side are An Qi, Zuo Wei, Zhao Yuwan, and Pei Huarong, Bei Luhua, and Pei Yuyao sisters.

On Yunluan's side, it is Liu Zangyun and Jiang Xiaofei, by the way, Yang Caiwei has to be added.

The rest, all of them are domineering presidents, and they all have their own small circles.

For example, Liang Shishi and Mu Nian are obviously in the same group, because Mu Nian was cultivated by Liang Shishi, which can be regarded as the relationship between master and apprentice.

Guo Yanru and Guo Yanqiu, these two are sisters, and of course they are also in the same group.

Bei Yiren, Zhu Li and Wen Keke, who now belong to the Xiangjiang faction, are of course in a group.

There are six small groups in total.

But on the whole, Qi Yao is superior.

Because by her side, there are two domineering presidents, Tang Mi and Ouyang Jasmine.

Originally, Tang Mi and Ouyang Jasmine could be their own faction.

"Brother, you're here!"

Zhao Xiaoyang walked over and said with a smile.

Lin Feng nodded.

Zhao Xiaoyang took the opportunity to give Lin Feng a cigarette and whispered: "Brother, it's all called together, can't you stand it!" Why do I feel murderous? ”

Lin Feng whispered, "Of course it's no problem!" That's right! It would be strange if they were all in harmony! ”

He thought to himself that he hadn't called the 'Cold Stream' back yet, otherwise it would have been more lively.

Although there were many people, everyone was silent.

Of course, it was only after Lin Feng came that he was so quiet.

Before coming, the small group was chatting.

Lin Feng smoked a cigarette, raised his wrist to look at the time, and said lightly: "It's almost time, let's go!" ”

After speaking, he stepped forward with a serious face, and jumped over the gate of the cemetery without greeting them.

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