"Xiao Xingzi, come out!" Yu Qingyu stood at the door of Jin Nanxing's house and shouted loudly.
Jin Nanxing also came here secretly, and the rented yard was extremely small, with only one entrance, so he could hear Yu Qingyu shouting outside the door.
"Master, it's Miss Yu, can I let her in?" Jin Nanxing asked Di Zhuofeng in a cold tone.
Di Zhuofeng nodded, "Quite,"
Jin Nanxing dragged his sore legs and opened the door, "Miss Yu, please come in."
When Yu Qingyu saw Di Zhuofeng standing on one side, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, and he stared at him fiercely: "Di Zhuofeng, why did you steal my blessing demon grass?"
Di Zhuofeng said confidently and calmly: "I took it in an upright manner, and those herbs are much more valuable in my hands than in yours."
"Di Zhuofeng! You are still shameless, it is my herb, why do you take it away? You give it back to me!"
"I've given him a bath." Di Zhuofeng pointed to Jin Nanxing.
Jin Nanxing looked at Yu Qingyu blankly.
Yu Qingyu pointed at the two of them, rolled his eyes angrily, and finally flung his sleeves in resentment and left.
"Yu'er, don't go!" Jin Nanxing grabbed Yu Qingyu's sleeve.
Yu Qingyu rolled his eyes: "For the sake of you using it, I don't care about it. What else do you need?"
"I didn't know he soaked me... the herbs used in the bath are yours, can you not blame me? I will pay you ten times the herbs." Jin Nanxing didn't look very well, but he pulled Yu Qingyu's sleeves hand, but firmly never let go.
Yu Qingyu glared at Di Zhuofeng, "No need, this herb should be very rare and hard to find, so let me give it to you."
Di Zhuofeng raised his hand, and Yu Qingyu hurriedly hid behind Jin Nanxing, "Hey, don't hit people! Didn't I just stare at you a few times?"
Jin Nanxing also hurriedly opened his arms, "Master, if you want to hit me, hit me."
Di Zhuofeng: "..." He just wanted to adjust his clothes.
Di Zhuofeng looked at the two teenagers stacked up and looked at him vigilantly, his chest felt a little stuffy, is he that scary
It wasn't until Di Zhuofeng entered the room that Yu Qingyu relaxed, "I'm really afraid that he will hit me, Xiao Xingzi, do you know how scary he is? Unable to move, tsk... have you experienced that kind of despair?"
Jin Nanxing nodded with tears in his eyes. He, a member of a family of military generals, was tortured to the point of crying by him. Then when he followed Yu'er before, how miserable was Yu'er's life (heavy fog)? !
She was still a pretty little girl, thinking of this, Jin Nanxing looked at Yu Qingyu with sympathy and affection.
Yu Qingyu finally felt that his eyes were not quite right. Having experienced Xiao Moying's confession, now he felt that anyone who looked at him more than once would want to marry him back home.
Yu Qingyu hastily moved a little away from him, turned around and ran away, only a farewell sounded in the wind.
Jin Nanxing: "..."
It must be that cold-faced ghost who scared his lovely Yu'er away.
"He's gone?" Di Zhuofeng squinted at Jin Nanxing.
Jin Nanxing's tone was a little low: "Yes."
"Then continue practicing and attack me."
Jin Nanxing's face turned fierce, and he rushed up with his fists raised, with a fierce airflow lingering between his fists.
Di Zhuofeng slapped Jin Nanxing to the ground with a wave of his sleeve, "The speed is too slow, my mood is unstable, try again."
Jin Nanxing got up, chopped off his feet, and a strong air flow sent towards Di Zhuofeng along his feet...
(end of this chapter)