Shuangpin Kung Fu is indeed a strange skill. No matter how hard Zhan Zhan tried, Lan Feng's sword energy was useless. In the end, it was Han Feixie who helped him force out the sword energy.
Zhan Zhan was a little embarrassed. He had just rejected Han Feixie, and turned around to ask him for help. Han Feixie didn't care, and casually talked about improving his cultivation.
Zhan Zhan listened absent-mindedly, and was only surprised when the words "Heavenly Mustard Divine Book" came out of Han Feixie's mouth.
Han Feixie said: "Have you heard of it?"
Zhan Zhan responded very quickly: "No." The first quarter of "Peerless Sword Evil" did not introduce the background of "Heavenly Mustard Divine Book". According to the inertia of the novel, there are only two possibilities, one is the Han family. It has an extremely awesome history, but later generations don't know that one was left by a certain expert, and was accidentally taken by the Han family. Either way, Zhan Zhan "shouldn't" know.
Han Feixie didn't think much about it, and explained in detail how he got the "Heavenly Mustard Divine Book", how he found the secret room of the Han family, and saw the relics left by his ancestors, including Han Yuqing's holy pill and last words.
Zhan Zhan had read these experiences from a reader's point of view, but it was another feeling to hear Han Feixie tell them. This meant that Han Feixie had completely trusted him, and was willing to show the most private part of herself in front of him. Zhan Zhan would have been ecstatic if he had done it before, he would have become Han Ba's third leg with his thigh hugged, but now thinking of Han Ba's intentions for him, he would feel nervous all over his body, and the more he listened, the more nervous he became. , simply fidgeting.
Han Feixie stopped, looked at Zhan Zhan who was sweating coldly, and asked doubtfully, "Hot?"
Zhan Zhan said with a dry smile, "No."
"You don't want to hear it, do you?" Han Feixie said calmly, turned over and fell asleep.
Zhan Zhan was dumbfounded, and clearly heard the sound of his new third leg falling off Hanba's body. He hesitated, and gently pushed Han Feixie.
Han Feixie closed his eyes and did not move.
Zhan Zhan walked around in front of Han Feixie and whispered, "I want to hear it."
Han Feixie opened his eyes and looked at him steadily.
The light and shadow folded on the beautiful face, as indifferent as a statue, Zhan Zhan was frightened by the sight.
Han Feixie stretched out his hand to him.
Zhan Zhan held it hesitantly.
Han Feixie grabbed his hand, closed his eyes and said, "Go to sleep."
Zhan Zhan lay down beside him, but kept a distance of about 30 centimeters, "I still want to hear it."
"Just finished."
"..." Zhan Zhan turned his head down and buried his face.
Han Feixie sighed softly, let go of his hand, hugged his neck instead, and leaned towards him, ignoring the momentarily stiff body under his palm, patted lightly and said, "Go to sleep."
Zhan Zhan tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep.
After he fell asleep, Han Feixie opened his eyes and quietly looked at the completely relaxed face in front of him. After a long while, he stretched out his fingers, pressed gently on the slightly parted lips, and stroked them lightly.
The soft touch made his fingers extremely sensitive, and his body was filled with unspeakable excitement. This was the most primitive impulse. Although he hadn't tried it, it didn't mean he didn't understand it.
The desire to double cultivate with this person is unprecedentedly firm. He honestly followed his inner impulses and desires, improved his previous plan of becoming stronger and then confessing, and wanted to be with this person as soon as possible, and a moment later would be a moment of suffering.
Boldly poked his fingers into his lips, and when his fingertips touched the white teeth, he slowly swept them one by one.
Zhan Zhan's mouth moved.
Han Feixie quickly retracted his fingers, and his rippling heart gradually calmed down under the other's steady breathing. He felt that Zhan Zhan was cautious and deliberately pleasing to him. He used to doubt the motive, but now he is grateful for the opportunity. Having been with Zhan Zhan for so long, he knows how to take advantage of this - as long as Zhan Zhan backs up, he will back up, and the sudden increase in distance will cause Zhan Zhan's uneasiness, and then he will walk back unconsciously, even getting closer . And he will be ready to go, once the opponent steps into the trap he has set, he will pounce on him, and he will never be able to turn over again!
In the early morning of the next day, Zhan Zhan was keenly aware of the change in Han Feixie's attitude towards him, but he couldn't explain why, as his tone of voice and expression were the same as usual.
He thought about it all the way, and it wasn't until night that he realized the crux of the matter—there was less eye contact between the two. Every time he looked at Han Feixie, he was avoided by him. But it's not easy to say this kind of thing directly, he can't ask Han Feixie why he doesn't look at him, right
In order to increase the frequency of eye contact between the two, he increased the number of times he looked at Han Feixie. Even if the chance of meeting the upper eye is one in a thousand, as long as the number of times of multiplication is enough, the product obtained will not be small.
Of course, he is not ignorant of his careful thinking about Han, and he enjoys Zhan Zhan's "importance" and "attention" to him with peace of mind.
On the third day, Yuan Haofei finally rushed back to the headquarters of the Red Tiger League.
Headquartered in the valley, built on the hillside. A huge tiger's head was carved out of the mountain wall, which looked exactly like the red tiger beside Yuan Haofei. It stared at every approaching visitor and guarded the manor under the tiger's head.
Chihumeng is five or six times larger than Jiuguizhuang, and the houses are progressively layered, giving the impression that the Hou family is as deep as the sea. However, Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan, one from the Han family and the other from the Military God's Mansion, were both big families. They only felt that the tiger's head on the mountain wall was very powerful, and they didn't feel much about the size of the house.
Seeing that the two were calm and composed, Yuan Haofei felt a little good in his heart. What he hates the most are people who have never seen the world, who like to bluff or tremble.
When he arrived at the door, a dozen guards rushed out of the door to greet him.
The twin beauties lead the way.
Yuan Haofei asked, "How is Xiao Zhu?"
"Master Zhu has taken the medicine and is fine. He is recuperating in his room." It was the girl in red who spoke, her beautiful eyes quietly rubbing against the faces of Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan.
Yuan Haofei called Chihu and said, "Give him some half-cooked meat."
The woman in red took her life but did not leave.
Yuan Haofei said impatiently: "What else?"
The woman in red quietly leaned over, "Miss Wan is here."
Although she spoke in a soft voice, Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan both had sharp eyes and ears, and they could hear them clearly at this distance. Zhan Zhan immediately thought of the identity of Miss Wan—Miss Wan Du Family.
Sure enough, Yuan Haofei frowned and said, "She's not staying in the Wandu family, what is she running here in such a good manner?"
"Why? Are you not welcome?" With a coquettish voice, a beautiful woman in a red dress came out from the inside, with a fist-sized purple gold bag hanging from her waist, which swayed as she walked, which was really pretty.
Yuan Haofei felt a headache when he saw him, "Every time you come, there must be nothing good."
"You're too impolite, uncle!" Yuan Haofei's older sister is Wan Shanzhong's housekeeper. She has no blood relationship with Wan Miner, but the two have a good relationship. Even Wan Miner and Yuan Haofei, who are almost the same age Uncle is also very close.
Yuan Haofei said angrily: "The last time you came, how many things did you break?"
Wan Min'er sneered and said, "Stingy. With your current status of being under one person and above ten thousand people in the Death Plain, are you still missing something?"
Yuan Haofei didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Wan Min'er wanted to say something else, but saw Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan following behind him sharply, said "Hey", looked at Han Feixie in surprise and said, "Is your surname Han?"
Han Feixie narrowed his eyes slightly.
Zhan Zhan was stunned for a moment, and was suddenly moved. You must know that Han Feixie in the original book has aroused countless grievances and made countless boyfriends and girlfriends with just one face, but Zhan Zhan doesn't know whether it is because he let him wear a mask along the way, or because the butterfly's wings are flapping too much. Use all your strength to slap all these grievances and friends to death. The story has developed to the present, only Yun Wuyi recognized Han Feixie's face at a glance, and the others rarely even showed their nympho looks. This is not scientific at all! Anyway, the generation he grew up watching all kinds of handsome idols, how could he be more nympho than the people in the article? !
Wan Min'er didn't seem to expect him to answer, so she went on and said, "I met Uncle Han when I was a child. I shouldn't remember anything at that time, but after seeing Uncle Han's face, I can never forget it. Sigh, When he continued, I hid under the blanket and cried for a long time, only hating myself for not being old enough."
Han Feixie remained silent with a cold face.
Zhan Zhan knew that the marriage between Han Yunfei and Lan Yuemei was a result of Han Fei's evil heart, so he didn't dare to talk casually.
Wan Min'er continued to say: "I can't marry Uncle Han, how about marrying you? This is not considered a mess of seniority."
Yuan Haofei's eyes widened in shock.
Zhan Zhan was also stunned. I didn't expect Wan Min'er to be so bold.
Han Feixie said without changing his face, "It's not good."
Wan Min'er pouted, "Why?"
Han Feixie said: "I have someone I want to marry."
Zhan Zhan's heart trembled.
Wan Min'er persisted, "Who is she?"
"My sweetheart."
Seeing that he refused to speak, Wan Min'er was even more curious, "Is it prettier than me?"
Zhan Zhan prayed silently in his heart: Don't look at me, don't look at me, don't look at me...
As expected, Han Feixie didn't look at him, but a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "In my heart, he is the prettiest."
Wan Min'er didn't believe it, "Is it prettier than you? I don't believe it."
Han Feixie said: "I don't want to kiss myself when I face the mirror, but I want to kiss him when I face him."
Zhan Zhan: "..."
Wan Min'er said: "Your father came to the Wandu family to seek shelter. If you marry me, you can inherit the Wandu family, and you don't have to be afraid of the Qilin family anymore."
Han Feixie said: "I've never been afraid."
Wan Min'er was surprised and said: "But your father obviously..."
Han Feixie interrupted displeasedly: "My father is my father, and I am me."
Wan Min'er said, "Then where is she? Why isn't she with you?"
Zhan Zhan was so nervous that his palms broke out in cold sweat, for fear that Han Feixie would say something, far away in the sky and close in front of him. Fortunately, Han Feixie was still cautious at critical moments, and said calmly, "He is in my heart, and I take him with me wherever I go."
Although Wan Min'er liked Han Feixie's appearance, she was not so obsessed with it, she just sighed regretfully.
Yuan Haofei saw that Han Feixie rejected Wan Min'er with a few words, and he appreciated him even more after being relieved, and pulled him in.
Only then did Wan Min'er notice Zhan Zhan standing beside him, and seeing his face flushed, she asked in confusion, "I'm proposing marriage, why are you blushing?"
Zhan Zhan hesitated and couldn't speak.
Wan Min'er thought it was fun, so she chased him and asked.
Zhan Zhan couldn't hide, and said nonsense: "I'm afraid that after asking him, it will be my turn next."
Wan Miner: "..."