Yu Xuan ran down the mountain, sweating suddenly on his forehead. Although he is a child of a rich family, it is not impossible to be beaten into a waste by this little junior girl who is two stars higher than himself in this unmanned forest. It is not easy to track down the time. Thinking of this, I suddenly laughed evilly, and I will marry her as his wife in the future.
"Yuan'er, why are you here? This guy just wants to regain his previous dignity, I can take care of him." Seeing Yu Xuan walking away, Ling Feng said to Murong Yuan'er faintly.
"Huh! That nasty fly, if his father had some power in Jilong City, I had beaten him all over the floor to find teeth." Murong Yuan'er couldn't help but groan. Leaning towards Ling Feng in strides, the heels of the boots and the stone surface made a crisp sound, which was slightly similar to the pure mood of the girl.
"Brother Ling Feng, there are still three months in school. As long as I am still there, no one will ever want to bully you." Murong Yuan'er walked up to Ling Feng, her pretty face could not help showing a triumphant and domineering look, her little feet There was a slight pause in the long skirt.
"You are about to become my wife in the eyes of others. How would others think of me if you are so protective of me?" Ling Feng smiled bitterly, then hooked her pretty nose, and shook his head helplessly.
"I don't care! Anyway, whoever dares to bully you, I want to look good!" The girl couldn't help but looked savage, holding a small pink fist, her face was serious in responding to the enemy. I am afraid that only Ling Feng can see this coquettish state in the world, and Ling Feng shook his head helplessly.
In her mind, she will always remember the days when Ling Feng was still a genius. She followed his butt all day long, chatting non-stop, and often flying under the stage full of peach blossoms watching the young man on the battlefield. The majestic and handsome appearance of defeating all the prime ministers.
Ling Feng was indeed very charming back then. He was not only the dream of Murong Yuan'er, but also the dream of thousands of young girls. That bright pearl will always be their dream. But now he has become an uncommon person. In the process of falling from a star envied by millions of people into a gangster, only her, Murong Yuan'er treats him well as always, and has never changed. Even when he was cast aside by everyone, she would stand up and defend his dignity.
"Big Brother Ling Feng, are you going to quality repair today?"
At this point, Murong Yuan's big fluttering eyes began to blur again. The crystal clear tears gradually occupied her eyes, and her heart became sour when she thought of the arduous process of Ling Feng's quality repair. Quality cultivation is a little fish in this vitality that dominates the continent, and no one would be willing to practice.
Quality cultivation is a way of improving physical fitness. The process is very difficult, and the effect will not be as obvious as the cultivation of vitality.
As long as the effect of strengthening the physique is used for being beaten, there is no temptation for those who are pampered with vitality practitioners, and they can use strong vitality to protect the body. As for Ling Feng, he had no choice. When he fell from the high platform of genius, he knew that this was his only way out.
"You fool, why are you crying? Cultivation is supposed to be hard. How can it be possible to be a good person?" Ling Feng stroked Murong Yuan's Qingsi and said with a smile.
He knew that if he wanted to stand up to the girl in front of him who defended his dignity everywhere, he had to practice hard. In the near future, she might be forced by the family to marry a talented son. Come on? If you want to keep your only precious property, you have to give up all you have, even your life.
"Well, Yuan'er is not crying. The tears haven't flowed for a long time. This is not good for your health."
Murong Yuan'er raised a pair of jade hands gently, wiped away the tears with his light green sleeves, and cocked his mouth to retort. After telling the reason why this side also found it funny, he couldn't help but laughed out, and gently leaned his head against the strong chest of the man Ling Feng.
"If you don't get up yet, others have to gossip again when they see it."
Murong Yuan'er soaked in Ling Feng's warm chest, a little reluctant, and did not get up after a long time. Ling Feng had to shout softly.
"I've heard a lot of gossip a long time ago. I don't care what you like, anyway." Murong Yuan'er came out of Ling Feng's arms and flicked the slightly messy Qingsi Road.
"I care about it!" Ling Feng pretended to be serious, and saw Murong Yuan's frowning her delicate eyebrows aggrievedly, and then said again, "The problem is that we have no special relationship, if there is something they say about it. It doesn't matter, at least not to be wronged. Right, Junior Sister Yuan'er."
"Big Brother Ling Feng is a gangster! I'm ignoring you!"
Hearing what Ling Feng said, a pretty face couldn't help but become ruddy, and she twisted her body and bowed her head.
"Brother Rogue, let's go, will you follow me..."
After Murong Yuan'er turned around, Ling Fan ran to the forest path spiritually, and smiled and shouted to Murong Yuan'er who was standing on the spot.
"Huh! Fuck me again! Wait and see..."