"Slicky tongue boy, okay, Xiaoqing sit with me, the cars behind are very crowded." Zi Ruo smiled, already holding Xiaoqing's hand and walking towards the gorgeous carriage. Xiaoqing's quiet pretty face began to feel a little sad, and she cried out with a choked voice: "Master! Take care!" After speaking, she turned around, tears streaming out, and Ling Feng never saw her tears. . However, this call to take care is a three-year period.
Ling Feng also choked in his heart, watching Xiaoqing get into the carriage, and wanted to walk over and hold her hand, look at her well, and see her who usually laughs together, but the steps just stopped moving forward. Stopped it in one meal.
"This little girl is in the top ten, and she is so good with two mentors. What is the relationship between them? Meier, be careful where you are alone! Don't let people bully you." Yulong paired With his eyes closed, he looked at Ling Feng gloomily.
After the six carriages left, everyone gradually dispersed. At this time, Yulong walked towards Ling Feng, and when Ling Feng turned around, he was hit by the shoulder of the opponent's inner strength, and he couldn't help but step back three steps.
"I'm sorry, Young Master Ling, I ran into it accidentally, are you in peace?" Yu Long couldn't help but apologize. Ling Feng knew at a glance that the other party was intentional, so this apology would be avoided! Damn, the whole family is so hateful, if you have a father, you must have a son! Ling Feng grumbled in his heart and ignored it, and deliberately took a few shots on the black robe, and then walked towards the square.
"Father, why don't you teach him a bit?" Yu Xuan asked inexplicably when his father only smashed the opponent back three steps without stopping him.
"Xuan'er, Dad is an adult, how can I teach a junior? That would be too deceptive of my Yu family. I just looked at his body just now to see if he has vitality, and sure enough, he still has no vitality. In the graduation competition As long as you don’t let him get close, you can beat him up again. Dad will teach you the Qiangang Spear from today. You must defeat the girl in Yuan'er and win honor to the family." Yulong said in a serious tone. .
"Yeah! Xuan'er knows, I won't let the trash have a chance to turn over again, no matter what quality repairs he does, turn it into trash in the trash." Yu Xuan touched his still painful mouth, fiercely. Tao.
"The grudge is to be reported, but you must not lose to that girl. Hear you?" Seeing that his son hadn't heard the point, Yu Long repeated angrily.
The morning meeting started quickly, and most of the students had lined up on the square as usual. There are seven levels in the school, and each class of students is the first level, with a total of more than 8,000 students. The huge square was full of people, waiting for the elders of the college to have a meeting.
"Brother Ling Feng..." Murong Yuan'er saw the last lone figure in the queue, and couldn't help walking over, calling Ling Feng a little timidly.
"What's the matter with you?" Ling Feng said indifferently, why didn't Ling Feng know her thoughts in his heart? She has been in trash for so many years, and she is inseparable from herself, but at this moment she must bear the pain to hurt her and break the previous close relationship in order to take revenge without any burden.
"I... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, don't you hate me, okay?" Murong Yuaner whispered an apology to someone for the first time in her life, and on the premise that she was not wrong, she was talking, and she was talking again. Tears began to shed, and she stood there blankly looking forward to an answer from the other party.
"You are not wrong, you don't need to apologize. It is also Muronghu's fault. You go, I don't want to see you." Ling Feng still said indifferently, without a trace of emotion in the meaning of the words.
"Brother Ling Feng..." Murong Yuan'er hopes that Ling Feng can treat himself like before! But his father killed his only relative, this rift will never heal...
At this time Yifeng came over and patted a small hand to Murong Yuan'er, who was crying with his head down: "Yuan'er, why are you crying? Don't cry, it's not a big deal. It's not your fault. What are you saying to him? Apologize?"
"Brother Yifeng..." Ling Feng was about to speak to Yifeng who is very good on weekdays, but before he could say a word, Yifeng put his head into Ling Feng's ear and whispered, "Who is a trash brother with you? Me? Tell you that I am with you to get close to Yuan'er, fool, hum."
Ling Feng stayed in place for a while, his face became more indifferent, he never thought that the faces between people could be disguised so friendly and relative. A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corners of their mouths as they gradually walked away.
"Damn, it's all a nasty face, I won't let you get Yuan'er, don't worry, I'm not why, just because she is the only person who is really good to me in the past four years." Ling Feng suddenly felt in his heart. A mass of enthusiasm rose in between, looking at the heads of people moving in the square, silently said.
Today’s first morning class is qi training. The top three Yuxuan, Yifeng, and Yuan'er are all so coincidentally in the same class, so more than 100 people in the class sit on the flat ground of the training hall and are responsible for the class. Is a middle-aged woman. It is well known that Ling Feng can not come directly to such a class, but he has come today.