Lan Qingyu carefully sensed the situation around him. There was nothing special here. Judging from the subtle aura, there were only three of them.

Are these people smart, or are they just too self-righteous to think they can take themselves down?

Lan Qingyu raised his eyes to look at the blazing red sun, the smile on his lips deepened a little.

Especially when thinking of the sweat on Lan Yuezhu and the others, Lan Qingyu wanted to laugh. Don’t you know that practitioners can use their vital energy to offset the heat?

Oh! I am speechless!

Lan Qingyu was not in a hurry at all. She was now sure that Lan Qingze was not here at all. They lured her out just as an excuse!

Since Lan Qingze was not there, she was even less anxious. She would not show up unless she saw Huangfu Wenhong getting angry.

Huangfu Wenhong and the others could not help themselves and no longer showed their usual elegance. Lan Qingyu was furious because Huangfu Wenhong was so angry that he took it out on the small tree that provided shade for them and destroyed a healthy sapling. "Damn it! Lan Qingyu, you'd better never show up again, or this prince will kill you!"

When Lan Qingyu heard what Huangfu Wenhong said, she raised her eyebrows indifferently, and said in a cold voice like the moon, "Oh, how do you want to kill me? Forget about throwing yourself on me. I really dislike you, a little stud."

When Huangfu Wenhong heard Lan Qingyu's voice, his black eyes flashed with coldness, and the hostility in his body instantly burst out. His face was twisted like a ghost. He looked around, but didn't see Lan Qingyu for a long time. He said with a threat in his words, "Humph! Little bitch, get out of here. You're hiding, it's fun, isn't it?"

Lan Qingyu chuckled when she heard this and said, "Hiding and hiding is definitely not my style, but I still like to see you torturing yourselves."

After watching a free drama of self-abuse, I felt much better.

Masochistic?

you do not say?

They are standing here waiting like idiots, exposed to the sun. This is nothing but self-torture.

But who is the one who caused the present?

Aren't you still a little bastard?

Lan Yuezhu took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and pretended to be anxious. Hearing Lan Yuezhu's words "I'm thinking about you", Lan Qingyu couldn't help but look at her with new eyes.

"Sister, don't you want to come out and see me? I've missed you so much in the past month. Sister, don't you want to know where Brother Qingze has gone?"

Lan Qingyu looked at him mockingly and said calmly, "As long as you are not dead, it's fine. Besides, I don't believe a word you say, because you are not human at all!"

It has never been a human being!

Thinking about the memory of how he was beaten all over by those arrogant peacocks since childhood, Lan Qingyu looked at them as if they were dead people.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, bringing coolness.

Lan Qingyu arrived in front of them in just a breath. Lan Qingyu looked at the people in front of him coldly, seeing that their faces were flushed with heat and they were sweating profusely.

Lan Qingyu curled her lips coldly, and her eyes, as cold as the moon, narrowed slightly.

clap clap clap! ! !

A crisp sound was heard...

Huangfu Wenhong's expression suddenly changed because Lan Qingyu had just slapped his handsome face.

Outrageous!

He is the second prince of the Western Jin Dynasty, yet he was slapped in the face. If this gets out, can he still hold his head up high?

My uncle can't bear it, but my aunt can't!

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