Feng Qin pulled Lin Zhizhi to talk about a lot of Lin Zhizhi's bad things, finally stopped to let Xiaokou rest and suddenly thought of what happened before, and asked Lin Zhizhi again, "Why are you on this mountain? ?"
Lin Zhizhi hesitated for a moment whether to tell him his true identity, but looking at the young man's longing eyes, coupled with his maliciousness towards the identity of "Lin Zhizhi", he always felt that if he revealed his identity now, it might be possible It will hurt the child's heart... So he responded somewhat vaguely: "I'm here to practice swordsmanship."
Xiao Zhengtai let out an "oh", then sat up straight in his arms, his face tensed: "Then come to see me when you practice swordsmanship, okay? I'm very quiet and won't disturb you. By the way, who are you? Sword Sect disciple?"
Lin Zhizhi wiped his sweat: "Actually, I don't come here often..."
"How long have you been here? Why didn't you see you in the first place? Have you ever met that Lin Zhizhi, he has never bullied you?" However, Feng Qin didn't listen to Lin Zhizhi at all, immersed in his own world, Talk like a machine gun.
Feng Qin is still young and does not yet have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. When Lan Zhen told him that Lin Zhizhi was a bully who bullied his cousin, he naturally wouldn't suspect anything. And after the bad guy's image was finalized, he met the real Lin Zhizhi, because he was far from his bully's image, so he wouldn't connect the two together.
He didn't know what to say at the moment, and he didn't know what the picture of Lin Zhizhi bullying the person in front of him was. He was biting his teeth tightly.
"I haven't met him." Lin Zhizhi carried the red cloak of dough, slipped the struggling little Zhengtai out of his arms, clapped his hands and stood up, "Okay, can you go down the mountain by yourself?"
Leaving the boy's embrace, the dough that had just opened up in love pouted unhappily, jumped a few times and wanted to lie back... It's a pity that he couldn't catch it because of the other party's uncooperation. Hearing Lin Zhizhi's words, Feng Qin shook his head, "Send it to me."
-give you? Still have to listen to your bad words about me all the way? See you soon.
Lin Zhizhi decisively refused: "I still have something to do, you can go down the mountain by yourself."
Feng Qin didn't know anything about this young man, and knew that if he left now, he might spend the rest of his life looking for someone, so he pretended to be pitiful and didn't want to leave: "I still feel a little pain in my body, if I go What if there is an accident in half?"
The small dough and bun face, the skin is white, and the flame marks between the eyebrows are burning when he raises his head and speaks.
Lin Zhizhi could see at a glance whether he was really injured or fake pain, and he was unmoved at all—to be honest, as a pastor, he was also like this when he was a child. persuade.
"Then I'll find someone to go up the mountain to pick you up."
Feng Qin shook his head quickly after hearing this, feeling a little frustrated, "Can't you just hug me for a while?"
Lin Zhizhi patted his head and messed up Feng Qin's neat hairstyle.
- If an ordinary person wanted to do this, Feng Qin would have jumped up and scolded before he got within two feet. But because it was the hand of a young man, not only did he not feel uncomfortable, but he wanted to touch the other person twice. Just touching the head is not enough. It's better... It's better to touch it a little more...
Hey hey hey, it got bigger.
Xiao Dianzi thought of something, his cheeks were flushed, and the attitude on the top of his head was fixed at [Favorability Index 90, the attitude is wanting to touch]...
Seeing the young master of the Lin family, he quickly retracted his hand.
Want to touch... touch what? What's the matter with this kid? If you come out and meet someone, you have a crush and want to touch it. Fortunately, I met myself. If it is a bad person, can't be arrested and used as a furnace
Lin Zhizhi was a little puzzled, but thinking that this is the interior of Luoxian Jianzong, probably one of the safest places in the entire Central Continent Xiuxian world, he also dispelled his worries: "Go down the mountain, I still have something to do."
No matter what Feng Qin wanted to say, he walked back to the old tree root, took back the purple bamboo sword, and walked slowly into the distance. The dazzling fire flashed away in a flash, and at the same time there was a whimpering sound before he rushed over to save Feng Qin. Now that Feng Qin is safe and sound, he has to go back to continue practicing the sword.
However, Lan Zhen actually wanted Feng Qin to trouble him, and he turned right and wrong—Lin Zhizhi clenched the purple bamboo sword.
It seems that day was still too light.
Looking at the back of Lin Zhizhi's departure, Feng Qin wanted to go directly and hug his thighs but didn't let go, but the moment he just wanted to step his legs, he had never been afraid of the sky, and he actually had a kind of "shy and timid" feeling. mood.
I want to hide my usual arrogance and maintain my best appearance.
Feng Qin stood there for a while and carefully recalled how he behaved when we first met. Except that he was a little crazy when we first met, and then became chatty again... The performance was still very good! Seeing the young man staring at him with a flushed (?) face halfway through, he must have left a good impression on him.
While walking down the mountain slowly with his short legs, he saved the whole process of the boy talking to him with a moving picture gif in his heart, opened the loop mode, and secretly had fun in his heart.
It was not until he met Lan Zhen at the foot of the mountain that Feng Qin stopped laughing.
This mountain was separated by a layer of barrier, and Lan Zhen, who had never entered, did not see any movement made by Feng Qin at all. Seeing Feng Qin come down with a happy face, Lan Zhen's heart was suddenly relieved - he must have succeeded in beating Lin Zhizhi. Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to know the tragic situation of Lin Zhizhi's beating - of course, the first sentence must be to compliment Feng Qin: "Little brother Feng is indeed the blood of the ancient Qingfeng, and his reputation is well-deserved."
Feng Qin stared at him with rolling eyes and said nothing.
Lan Zhen was gearing up in his heart, with a fake worry on his face, and tentatively said: "I don't know how Lin Zhizhi is now? Although he acts arrogantly and domineeringly, his heart is not bad, he just went astray for a while... Don't be too ruthless, everyone will raise their heads in the future. See you, look down—"
"I didn't see it." Feng Qin, who had no intention of being polite to Lan Zhen, interrupted him by raising his chin, "I'm going back."
Lan Zhen: "..." Then you came down with a smile on your face
Feng Qin didn't care about Lan Zhen's reaction, and wanted to return to the Xumi Illusion Realm, but was stopped by Lan Zhen.
After all, Lan Zhen was usually a playboy with a higher heart than the sky. Seeing that he had lowered his posture to such an extent and was being ignored by Feng Qin, his anger surged and he stretched out his arm to block Feng Qin's way forward, but in He calmed down when he saw the mark on Feng Qin's eyebrows.
Due to the slow growth of the demon cultivator, he has only just reached adulthood after a hundred years. Xiao Dough is only five years apart from Lan Zhen, but the stature is very different. Feng Qin still needs to raise his head when he looks back at Lan Zhen. This makes Feng Qin a little unhappy. The air around him became hot, and a pair of fire wings formed behind him, allowing him to fly at a height where he could look down on Lan Zhen.
#The height is not enough, the wings come together#
The corners of Lan Zhen's eyes twitched twice, but he thought of Feng Qin's history on those wings, his arms dipped slightly to his side, and he forcibly swallowed the question he was about to blurt out. After adjusting his emotions very quickly, he shook the folding fan, put down the fire pressure in his body, and teased: "The Phoenix Clan's magical powers are really powerful."
Feng Qin didn't take his words: "What do you want to say?"
Lan Zhen covered half of his face with a folding fan, and did not mention Lin Zhizhi, "Didn't you say that little brother Feng was boring before, why don't you relax with brother Wei for a while?"
If he just let Feng Qin go, wouldn't his previous efforts be in vain? Lin Zhizhi was still there—Lan Zhen thought about it, should he take Feng Qin's line first, as long as he started, what would he worry about in the future
His suggestion was directly rejected by Feng Qin: "I'm not interested."
—Feng Qin is rushing back to ask his father to find out the identity of the young man, so there is no room for other things in his heart.