Douluo: My bluesilver grass is not serious

After hearing this, Meng Yiran's eyes suddenly shone brightly and he smiled.

"Then let's make an agreement. When I come to see you in the future, you can't pretend that you don't know me!"

After saying that, seeing Yun Feng nodding, Meng Yiran looked around and saw that everyone's eyes seemed to be looking at this side intentionally or unintentionally, and his face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

He quickly left Yun Feng's side and ran to his grandparents.

Following the direction where Meng Yiran ran, Yun Feng and Meng Shu also looked at each other and nodded with a smile.

Watching the three people disappear into the sunlight.

A girl’s feelings are always poetry!

Seeing that the matter on Yun Feng's side seemed to be resolved, Dugu Yan could no longer control his gossip and took Ye Lingling's hand to come to Yun Feng's side.

"You're good, kid. How long has it been since you picked up such a beautiful girl?"

After saying that, he gave Yun Feng a thumbs up.

After getting along with each other these days, Yun Feng also understood Dugu Yan's character. When they first came into contact with each other, they were extremely cold. However, after being in contact with them for a long time, they will find that the woman in front of them treats their friends in an informal way, is extremely generous, but is also extremely cold. Loyal.

You can see Duguyan's character from the original work.

She was also the woman who hated Tang San from the beginning to the end.

"Sister Yanzi, I just want to make a friend with me, not what you think!"

Even if Yun Feng could see Meng Yiran's intentions, he couldn't admit it directly. After all, the woman in front of him was the one he urgently needed to conquer!

Immortal grass is related to his grandfather's life and death. He now has very strong self-confidence. As long as he can restore Grandpa Locke's life first, he may not be able to become a god with his blood silver grass. When the time comes, he will take Grandpa Locke with him. Just ascend to the divine realm.

There is no need to worry about lifespan at all.

In the Prince's Mansion, Ning Fengzhi, who had finished teaching for several days, looked at the Xueqing River in front of him and said with a smile:

"With your current level, you are fully capable of taking over your father's government affairs."

After hearing what Ning Fengzhi said, Xue Qinghe smiled and shook his head and said:

"Teacher, you praise me. My father is now in his prime. I still need to learn more from you about my small skills."

Hearing Xue Qinghe's answer, Ning Fengzhi was also very satisfied.

But suddenly he thought of something again and sighed.

"It would be great if your sister was as sensible as you."

Xue Qinghe naturally understood that Ning Fengzhi was talking about his daughter Ning Rongrong, not Xue Ke.

"Rongrong is still young, so there is no need to experience this. When you grow up, you will understand."

After Ning Fengzhi heard his student's words, he felt a little relieved.

After taking a look at the situation outside, Ning Fengzhi stood up directly and said to Xue Qinghe:

"Today's class is over. You need to digest it first, and then I'll come back."

Seeing that Ning Fengzhi was about to leave, Xue Qinghe also stood up immediately.

"Teacher, wait."

"Huh? Qinghe, is there anything else you don't understand?"

Xue Qinghe shook his head, told some basic information about his previous investigation of Yun Feng, and then asked Ning Fengzhi:

"I heard from people in the college that Rongrong seems to have been clinging to that boy."

Ning Fengzhi actually knew about Yun Feng. After all, his daughter was hanging out with a boy, so how could he not investigate.

However, the results of the investigation surprised him a little.

But it’s right if you think about it carefully.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for Wuhun Temple to give up such an extremely rare case of Wuhun mutation, and it is also a mutation of Blue Silver Grass, with extremely fast cultivation speed, and the Wuhun has also evolved later.

But judging from the results of the investigation, Wuhun Palace did not give this young man too much care.

It was as if he were a very ordinary soul master.

Although the young man joined Wuhun Hall and became a reserve deacon.

But Ning Fengzhi is not stupid. He knows that this is the most non-staff organization of Wuhun Palace. No, it cannot even be regarded as an organization, because it is just something created by the local branch hall.

It won't even be recorded by Wuhun Palace.

Thinking back to the news Uncle Jian told him before, Ning Fengzhi felt that there was a lot of room for manipulation.

You can invest and invest. Even if the investment fails, it doesn't actually matter.

Anyway, their Qibao Glazed Sect is very wealthy.

However, faced with the prompts from his students, Ning Fengzhi still smiled and replied:

"Rongrong doesn't have many friends. It doesn't matter if she can make a friend now. Just be careful. When the time comes, I will go and meet the young man named Yun Feng in person!"

Seeing what Ning Fengzhi said, Xue Qinghe also smiled and nodded yes.

"It is an honor for the young man to be valued by the teacher. The students are somewhat interested. I will find an opportunity to meet him when the time comes."

Ning Fengzhi had no reaction and just nodded appreciatively.

"It's always good to make more friends!"

The city of killing.

At this moment, Tang Hao came to a small town filled with evil spirits.

The town didn't look big, and the atmosphere was very weird, but Tang Hao didn't care at all and walked straight towards a tavern in the middle of the town.

The air in the tavern is very turbid, and all the decorations here are actually black. Although it is daytime outside, there is a cold and dark feeling as soon as you walk in.

At this time, the tavern was about % full. Although the air here was turbid, few people spoke, so it seemed very quiet.

Tang Hao found a seat in the corner and sat down directly.

A waiter wearing black clothes and an indifferent expression came over.

"What do you want?"

Tang Hao said coldly: "Bring me a large Bloody Mary."

The waiter's expression changed slightly.

"you sure?"

After being swept away by Tang Hao's cold eyes, he didn't dare to say anything and turned away.

After a while, a glass of turbid liquid was brought up.

The liquid was dark red in color and exuded a strong fishy smell, as pungent as blood.

Tang Hao didn't hesitate at all when he saw this, and poured the liquid in the cup into his abdomen in one gulp.

The liquid is a bit salty and a bit sour.

The strong smell of blood instantly filled Tang Hao's taste and smell.

But these were not enough to cover up the anger in his heart. The distance from Holy Soul Village to the Slaughter City was not short. In the past few days, the more Tang Hao ran, the angrier he became.

You are not a good fucking king of killing, why come here to steal his wife? What is going on?

Isn't this just looking for trouble?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I smashed the finished bowl into pieces, but there was no trace on the table.

"Continued Cup!"

Tang Hao's words immediately attracted the attention of all the guests.

But after noticing the evil aura around Tang Hao, he immediately stopped talking.

They are outlaws, but that doesn't mean they are stupid.

Senior Yun Feng, I'm sorry, please forgive me for not agreeing to your request! (disgusted look~)