The daily life of a wealthy family

Feng Yan dipped his hand in it, looked carefully, and nodded solemnly, but his expression was not half happy.

"Senior is really extravagant. I don't know why senior carries so much Earth Core Body Tempering Milk with him. With this weight, I'm afraid you've scooped up the bottom of that Earth Core Body Tempering Milk..."

Xiong Qi glared at Feng Yan, and said: "So what if there are so many of these disgusting bastards with no eyesight? Listening to your accusing tone, can I still cut off the source of this earth-centered body-tempering milk?"

Feng Yan retorted: "Could it be that senior didn't?"

Xiong Qi said angrily: "Of course not. I, Xiong Qi, am the bear of the earth. As long as it is something that has no owner, I don't just take any treasure from the underground. What is a jar of underground body-tempering milk!"

After hearing this, Feng Yan felt relieved, and said: "Feng Yan misunderstood senior, the Earth Core Body Tempering Milk is a product of heaven and earth, and there is very little stock in the world. Feng Yan is just worried about the future resources of monks in the world. I hope seniors will forgive me,..."

After hearing this, Xiong Qi had a touch of approval in his eyes. He didn't expect that a mere living cultivator would have such insights. He is indeed the person Wei An likes.

"Ah, forget it, I am a thousand-year-old monster, and I can still argue with you, a brat. By the way, I will give you a token. Maybe you will have a chance to come to the demon domain in the future... I really have to go ..."

"Goodbye, Wei An."

After speaking, Xiong Qi flickered and disappeared like that.

Feng Yan looked at the token in the shape of a bear's paw in his hand, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Yaoyu..." Feng Yan muttered to himself with a flash of light in his deep eyes.

Wei An also looked at the direction where Xiong Qi disappeared in surprise, and finally his eyes slowly moved to Feng Yan's palm, looking at the iron-wood token with the bear paw pattern, he said in astonishment: "Feng Yan, he just said that the demon domain ..."

He had never heard of this place when evil spirits were rampant in his previous life.

Feng Yan nodded, and said: "Yes, Wei An, he is a monster, so naturally there should be a place for him to come, maybe that place, they call it the Monster Domain."

Wei An opened his mouth, and suddenly his eyes lit up, saying Ninglu, Ninglu should also be considered a fairy, right? "

Seeing Wei An's stunned look, Feng Yan touched Wei An's forehead and said, "You just found out!"

"Wow, the love of a shemale! Puff... I actually just came back to my senses now, so what...Feng Yan, what do you think of the love of a shemale?" Wei An recalled Ning Lu crying silently after losing her lover, and suddenly Inexplicably irritable.

Feng Yan took Wei An's hand and said, "Let's leave here first, why are you asking this suddenly?"

Feng Yan took Wei An, flicked his long whip, then pulled Wei An, holding Wei An in one hand, ready to leave Qianxun Cave.

Wei An put a Piao Piao talisman on each of them, and said, "I-Isn't that curious... Humans and monsters have different paths, and it's rare to be able to make it to the end. Even if they make it to the end, human life is short. Then what should I do with the other one? Ninglu waited for Shi Kaiyuan for 20 years when she was alive, and her soul also waited for Shi Kaiyuan for hundreds of years. Although the last two saw each other for the last time and solved the misunderstanding, they did not agree. It's a happy ending..."

The two left Qianxun Cave and stood on the tall and steep Tianshan Mountain, as if the whole world was in their eyes, and they could see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.

Feng Yan put his arms around Wei An's waist, facing the wind and snow, his voice was firm and clear, and said: "Wei An, everyone's life is self-knowledgeable, you can't know whether the waiting for Ninglu is worth it, Ninglu The souls of Shi Kaiyuan and Shi Kaiyuan finally rest in peace, and their ending is not bad!"

Feng Yan paused for a moment, then stared at Wei An with downcast eyes, and continued, "Wei An, the love of a ladyboy, as long as each other cherishes each other, it can be beautiful and long-lasting!"Decades are enough for a person to grow old together forever!If it can last longer, that would be better; if not, we should be content to cherish what is in front of us. "

In the snowstorm, Wei An was deeply shocked by Feng Yan's serious and determined expression.

He never knew that Feng Yan would be so thorough in dealing with emotional matters, so...not extravagantly expected...

''Fengyan, you ■■■■_.,'

Feng Yan lowered his eyes and said, "What's wrong with me? I don't know you anymore?"

Wei An shook his head, and said, "No, it's just...you don't seem to be surprised by the love of transvestites..."

Feng Yan's eyes moved, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. His gaze was looking at the distant place through the vast white snow-capped mountains; his voice seemed to be ethereal in the wind and snow.

"Wei An, you will know later..."

"Huh?" Wei An didn't know why.

Feng Yan didn't make him think too much, and took Wei An to ski down from the top of Tianshan Mountain. Facing the strong snowstorm, it was thrilling and exciting... At sunset, Feng Yan and Wei An returned to the village at the foot of Tianshan Mountain. Entering the village, Qi Xiangling greeted him.

When Qi Xiangling saw Feng Yan and Wei An returning safely, he was not as excited as he expected, but ran over with tears in his eyes and an anxious expression on his face.

"Feng Yan, Wei An, are you finally back?"

Feng Yan steadied Qi Xiangling who was running over, and said calmly, girl, you are in such a hurry, what happened? "

Seeing Qi Xiangling coming alone, Wei An hurriedly said, "Where's Brother Zhao?"

Qi Xiangling sobbed, and said, "Ayang, that fool of Ayang...Feng Yan, Wei An, go and persuade Ayang! He has been kneeling in the snow for two days and two nights after he came down from Tianshan Mountain. If this continues, he won't be able to hold on..."

Hearing this, Wei An's face changed, the temperature at the foot of Tianshan Mountain was so cold, Zhao Yang knelt for two days and two nights?

"What happened? Why did Zhao Yang kneel in the snow?" Wei An asked.

Feng Yan narrowed his eyes, and his eyes silently fell on Qi Xiangling.

Qi Xiangling burst into tears, and said: "It's all my fault, Wei An, it's all my fault, I thought everything was too good!"

Next, Qi Xiangling told Feng Yan and Wei An what happened in the past two days.

It turned out that after Zhao Yang came back from Tianshan, he directly confessed to his grandfather that he wanted his son to inherit his father's career and embark on the road of cultivation; but Zhao Yang's grandfather did not agree at all. With such determination, he couldn't even kneel down and beg Grandpa for permission.

After hearing this, Wei An frowned and said, "Why is Brother Zhao so impulsive?"

Feng Yan pointedly said: "Girl Qi, according to you, Zhao Yang's father died young because of his cultivation, right?"

"Yes, but more specifically, I don't know..." Qi Xiangling said.

Feng Yan said: "Let's go, let's go and have a look together."

So, Feng Yan, Wei An and Qi Xiangling came to Zhao Yang's house again.

Compared with the affectionate welcome from Zhao's father and daughter last time, this time the three of Feng Yan were coaxed out without even entering the door.

"Go, you all go away, I thought you were friends of Ayang, and warmly greeted you for room and board, but it turns out that you actually want to lead Ayang into that crooked way, go, go a little farther for me, don't let I see you again!"

The three of Feng Yan walked into Zhao Yang's house, but were kicked out by Zhao Yang's grandfather with a broom.

The three of Feng Yan walked out fiercely, looked at Zhao Yang who was kneeling at the door and had become a snowman, with deep affection and awe.

"Feng Yan, Wei An, what should we do now? In the past two days, Grandpa Zhao has also chased me away like this, saying that I have brought Zhao Yang under control!" Qi Xiangling said sadly.

Wei An looked at Zhao Yang, and saw that his face was blue, his lips were purple, his whole body was like a popsicle, his eyes were almost completely closed, he was motionless, his body was covered with snow, and there was no heat at all.

Wei An's heart tightened, he squatted down hastily, and called out in a low voice, "Brother Zhao...Brother Zhao..."

Wei An called several times in a row, but Zhao Yang didn't respond at all. He stretched out his hand and pushed gently, and Zhao Yang fell into the snow without warning.

Wei An's face changed, and he said in shock: "Brother Zhao!——"

Seeing this, Qi Xiangling felt like he was going crazy. He knelt down in front of Zhao Yang and cried, "Ayang, Ayang, what's wrong with you? Talk to me!! You talked to me just now, you said you You must convince Grandpa that we can be together!"

"Ayang, Ayang, wake up, I was wrong, I was really wrong! You wake up, I will be with you, even if you are not a person of metaphysics, I will be with you... Ayang ..."

Qi Xiangling put her arms around Zhao Yang, and slapped Zhao Yang's face like crazy. She held Zhao Yang's hand in both hands, and pulled his hand into her arms, trying to warm him up.

Wei An has never seen such a gaffe of Qi Xiangling, such a proud, confident, free-spirited girl, at this moment, for her beloved, like an angel with broken wings, weeping loudly, flustered.

Wei An yelled, "Brother Zhao, don't die!——You are dead, what will your grandfather do?"

"You take care of him, I'll go talk to his grandpa!"

After leaving these words, Feng Yan strode into Zhao's house, the strange thing is, this time Feng Yan was not blocked or chased away.

When Feng Yan walked into the hall of the Zhao family, Zhao Yang's aunt Zhao Chunmei was persuading Grandpa Zhao.

"Dad, you heard it too, Ayang is about to freeze...Dad, you have always regarded that child Ayang as the meat of your heart. You watched him grow up, and you love him as much as your eyeballs." Like, why are you willing to let him kneel outside for so long?..."

Zhao Li sat on the chair, put one hand on the table, arched his back, his eyes were red, and said in a choked voice: "Chunmei, I can't let him repeat his father's mistakes because I love him! Mei, do you still remember the year when Song'er left...Song'er was only 30 years old, [-] years old! I managed to pull this kid, Ayang, into adulthood so that he could go to college. How could he, how could he leave again? If you want to practice this path, you can't, absolutely not!"

Zhao Chunmei was silent, as if caught in a sad memory.

After a long time, she came back to her senses and murmured: "Dad, why don't I know this. But look at that child, Ayang, he is determined to go that way!" Just like the big brother back then!