Dou Po: I was followed by Xiao Yan after retiring the engagement

Chapter 338 That Damn Mercy

It is a big project to restore the afro to its original state. Han Feng sat lazily on the chair, took a book from the ring, and prepared to pass the long time.

The girl's hand strength and movements were very gentle. When her slender fingers stroked a strand of hair, it left a slight itchy touch on the scalp. The scent of the medicine on his body is easy to relax, and soon, the sound of the man's slight breathing came over.

Nalan Yanran couldn't help but blinked as she looked at the charming man who was sleeping with his eyes closed.

"Snapped!"

A slap on Han Feng's forehead, looking at the man's frightened eyes, the girl showed an innocent smile: "Old Han, you fell asleep while reading, get up and continue reading."

Han Feng: ...

The man's heart was pounding, but he was frightened. After finally recovering, he picked up a page and continued to read.

After a while, Han Feng fell asleep again.

"He's sleeping too fast." The girl couldn't help but glanced at him, almost wondering if he was pretending to be asleep and trying to take revenge on her, but after shaking his hands for a long time, he didn't see any movement, which seemed to be true. Fell asleep.

"When I got closer, I realized that he has a faint layer of dark circles." The girl poked at the soft and light black layer under his eyes, and suddenly laughed maliciously, "Hehe, it can't be time management." Master?"

system:? ? ?Isn't that what you stayed up all night staring at you and Kuixing? !
……

When Han Feng woke up, he found that his hair was tied into two small flower braids, and even exuded a faint fragrance of petals. The book in his hand had long disappeared, and he was still sitting on the chair, sleeping soundly without a dream all night Full, only the neck is a little sore.

Speaking of it, he seemed to have not slept or dreamed for a long time.

Ever since he escaped from Zhongzhou, he seemed to be deeply involved in the day of that person's death. Every time he fell asleep, the person in his dream kept asking him why he wanted to kill him, why he had to ignore the relationship between master and apprentice for more than ten years for the sake of one exercise. Confident, angry, and sad expressions kept changing back and forth on the other party's face, making him breathless and unable to sleep well.

But the ridiculous thing is that what he felt was not regret, but disgust.

I hate that face that keeps appearing in his dreams, reminding him of his failure time and time again, and hate that person who would rather lose his soul than give him the Fen Jue, so that he can only stay at the peak of the Dou Huang and cannot get any closer .

People who are all dead, why should they dream of him every night?

Do you want an apology?
Han Feng hooked his lips with a sneer. How could he feel sorry for a person who is naturally rebellious and cold?He never regretted whether he tried medicine with others or killed his teacher to seize treasure.

If you want to refine a more powerful elixir, you have to pay some price, and human life is the price.

And he overdrawn his talent in exchange for the high-strength alchemy technique, which is also a price, and he has never regretted it.

In the exchange of heaven and earth, if there is gain, there will be loss. It is an eternal truth. Too many people die every day in this world. Others fight for treasure or die in a life-and-death duel because the mainland respects the strong. Is it hurtful?
What's more, he chose villains!

And he had believed countless times that that person would teach him the Fen Jue. For this reason, even if he had been secretly learning to refine medicine with his uncle Mu Gu, and was provoked by the other party, he still held a trace of trust. Instead of being jealous of my talent and suppressing myself, trusting him will give him the burning formula!

But he resisted his rebellious nature and insisted on being obedient and obedient for three years, but what he got in return was that person's ruthless rejection!

Whenever he thought of it, Han Feng felt endless hatred in his heart.

He didn't seek that person's forgiveness at all, and he would never regret what he did back then.

"Teacher, don't bother me in the future."

Said in an indifferent voice, he slowly loosened the cloth strips tied with small flower braids, and glanced at the girl beside the table who was sleeping on her stomach like a dead pig, and the corners of her lips curled up a little bit. Ruo Wu smiled, "I will not suppress the growth of my apprentice like you."

He changed his mind, he wanted Tong Ran to give full play to his talent in refining medicine and become a unique master of refining medicine in this continent.

His slender five fingers slowly combed the three-strand braid, the man raised his hand, and grabbed the girl's ear in the next second.

"Ouch -" her head was lifted up suddenly, Nalan Yanran woke up instantly, her whole face became grim, "It hurts, hurts - let go, you Fengzi!"

"Tsk." The man clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, "What's your name?"

"Ooooh, old Han, I worked so hard to stay up all night and tidy up your hair with shit and piss, and you treat me like this?"

Han Feng:? ? ?
"Where did I make you a braid?" The ears were finally loosened, and Nalan Yanran gently rubbed her ears, not forgetting to express her dissatisfaction with the man undoing the braid.

"do not like."

"Don't like it?" Nalan Yanran was stunned for a moment, her eyes obviously became dazed and distracted, so Han Feng couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. Just when she thought she was sad and was about to say that he didn't hate her, the girl suddenly When he came back to his senses, he showed a mean expression, "It's okay if you don't like it, I know a lot, next time I'll give you a ball head!"

Han Feng:? ? ?
He was wrong, he shouldn't have had that damned compassion just now.

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There are two days left before the seven-day guarantee period, remembering that Nalan Yanran said that she would stay here as long as there are natural materials and earthly treasures, Han Feng quickly left Fengcheng after getting a piece of treasure news.

Two days later, Han Feng rushed back in a hurry, and he didn't have time to deal with his injuries. However, just as he was about to show off the medicinal materials he found to the child with joy, the empty hall was empty. The usual figure of a "boy" running around.

With a thump in his heart, he walked towards the inner bed.

There is no room to sleep in, no medicine storehouse that has been filled again, no hot spring room for bathing, and no place to lock Kuixing.

Run away again?

He is late?
The man was a little irritable. He had already regarded the young man as his property, so he fled without permission, which naturally made him feel upset, but he still searched all over Fengcheng patiently, inquiring about Tong Ran's whereabouts in the past two days.

But after asking around, no one had seen him. Han Feng returned to the empty city lord's mansion, and there was no boy chirping in his ears, and he felt lonely for the first time.

"Ha...do I have to go to Canaan Academy to ask for someone?"

Holding the thousand-year-old Qianxuan Ice Fruit in his hand, Han Feng walked towards the refining room. The old men in the inner courtyard of the Canaan Academy were so afraid of him that they might bleed profusely if they wanted to go in. Once, he had to refine some sixth-grade pills, and those people probably only wanted to meet him once.

"Tsk, recruiting apprentices is so troublesome."

Although the man spoke dislike, but for some reason, he also enjoyed it. When he thought of the shocked expressions of those old men who found out that Tong Ran was actually his apprentice, he couldn't help but curl up at the corner of his mouth, adding a little more The desire to show off.

But soon, the smile at the corner of Han Feng's mouth froze.

"Yo~ Old Han? You're back!"

At the door of the refining room, the black-robed girl opened the door and came out. Suddenly seeing Han Feng, she quickly greeted Han Feng as if nothing happened.

Han Feng stepped in front of her in a few quick steps. He looked up at the door of the refining room, and then looked around at the surrounding furnishings, confirming that this was undoubtedly his exclusive refining room.

But why, the mechanism lock was opened?
Faced with the man's puzzled and shocked face, Nalan Yanran took out a piece of iron wire, and said in a rather embarrassed manner, "I borrowed your room to practice medicine, don't you mind?"

Han Feng:? ? ?
(End of this chapter)