I got up again

After getting off Yulong Mountain, Jiang Feng had a good night's sleep.

Mo Bai's house is too simple, Zhao Xiang and Ji An slept in bed, and she didn't sleep.

Aoao, with a dragon face on his shoulders, was called out reluctantly by Jiang Feng, and gave him a toothbrush.

Jiang Feng: "Eat meat every day and don't brush your teeth? You get bad breath, do you know that?"

"Ow!"

"Make it a habit to brush your teeth first when you get up in the future."

"Aww!" She said something, and then retorted.

"Brush your teeth and eat meat for breakfast."

"Oh." Aoao picked up the toothbrush, imitated Jiang Feng's posture, and poked it into his mouth very roughly.

"Crackling..."

Just as Jiang Feng was about to rinse his mouth, he lowered his head and saw innocent eyes looking at him.

Looking at its toothbrush again, it was broken into five pieces.

Jiang Feng: "..."

After tossing the little dragon, I expect to learn dragon skills with it in the morning.

After leaving the door, Jiang Feng asked, "Where's Ji An?"

Qianli didn't lift his head, "I'm going home."

Only then did Jiang Feng remember that Ji An hadn't completely abducted her yet!

"Has she had breakfast?"

Qianli glanced at her suspiciously, "It's so early? What breakfast?"

Jiang Feng looked at the sky and found that it was dark, about Yin's hour.

The sun comes out late in winter, and it's strangely cold now.

"I'm going to buy breakfast, what do you want to eat?"

Qianli: "Thank you, I just need porridge and side dishes."

"What about the exemption?"

"like me."

Jiang Feng nodded and walked out. As for Zhao Xiang... Heh, it must be noon when she woke up, so there was no need to ask her what she had for breakfast.

The sky was dark, Jiang Feng bought soy milk steamed buns at the stand that got up early, brought another one for Ji An, and ate it as he walked.

When she walked to Ji An's house, the sky was still hazy.

Today seems cloudy.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng stopped in his tracks.

The dilapidated small yard that was still there a few days ago is gone.

There were only scorched black land and earth walls that had been pulled down.

Jiang Feng paused.

It was early winter, and the morning weather was bitterly cold and gloomy. Jiang Feng searched for a while before he found Ji An.

She was dressed in a starched and whitish black robe, squatting in front of a shapeless charred object.

The air was inexplicably silent, only the sound of the bleak cold wind.

Hearing footsteps, the woman did not move.

Jiang Feng walked up to her, and after identifying it for a while, he realized that it was Ji An's big box containing a lot of things, and an evil fire rose wildly in his heart.

She barely restrained her emotions, squatted down, "Take a bite first, I am your master now, I will help you avenge."

Seeing that she didn't move, Jiang Feng stuffed the bun into her arms, holding the bun in his thin hands, the scalding heat made Ji An's eyes warm.

Smelling the smell of meat buns through her nose, tears flowed down her face. She lowered her head, took the buns and took a big bite.

It seemed to have rained last night. When I squatted down, I could smell the burnt smell mixed with rainwater and mud. The dew overnight exuded the coldness of early winter.

Jiang Feng lowered his head and plucked around, and found a few pieces of unburned bamboo. He held it up and looked at it for a while, and could vaguely see some handwriting, but only a small half of the bamboo piece was left, and it was scorched black.

Jiang Feng wiped the black ash on his pants expressionlessly, and his heart was filled with evil.

Ji An is really poor, the only valuable things in the house are these bamboo chips.

This is her four years of hard work.

Jiang Feng substituted it himself, and his blood began to surge.

Barely suppressing his anger, Jiang Feng pulled Ji An up, "Come on, let's go check and see who burned it."

Ji An was biting the bun, and the yellow flakes on her face had been covered by mist, and then she said in a hoarse voice, "The gold has been dug away."

When Jiang Feng heard her speak, he realized that it wasn't that she wasn't crying, but that she had already cried.

Couldn't help touching her head, Jiang Feng handed her the soy milk in the other hand, "It's okay, I have plenty of gold."

"What's wrong with that trash Ji An? Didn't you tell her not to participate in this competition?"

"Teacher, he seems to be a rich man from the mainland. He has some strength. He is a ninth-level martial artist. He thinks he has good eyesight and knowledge, and wants to help that trash."

The man was in his thirties, dressed in a blue robe, with a gloomy face, "How dare you come to Yulong Mountain for a mere ninth-level martial artist?"

"Turtle." He said disdainfully.

The man took the opportunity to show his merits, "We went to her house to look for her but couldn't find her. Presumably she was taken away by that person. We simply burned her house. They were all broken bamboo pieces, and the poor didn't even have a bowl! On the contrary I brought back some things in her broken box to the teacher."

The man in the blue robe nodded, "It's just a waste with insufficient congenital, isn't it natural to be poor?"

Hearing this, he looked at those things, showing a funny expression, "I'd like to see what little trash has made recently."

He said to himself again, "Forget it, there was only one battle in Yulongshan. I heard that the servants of the black dragon were seriously injured. The adults are in a very bad mood now. It's better not to cause trouble for the time being. You let people bring money and let that turkey go away." Bar."

"Yes, teacher." The student left respectfully.

The man walked to the window, pinched the stem of the flower and clenched it tightly, as if he was pinching someone's neck, "Would someone like Ji An deserve to be appreciated one after another?"

"No, it's going to turn into hate and hate in the end," he said, "because everything she sells, 'fucks up.'"

The daughter of a mere pariah, it is her honor to accept her as a disciple, and she dares to refuse.

Return the scholarly family?

Hahaha, good.

See who else can stand up for you now?

"Hahahaha..." Hearty laughter resounded in the room, and the disciples outside were silent, thinking that Ji An had something to poke the teacher's heart.

I think the teacher will invent something new after a while.

Still waiting for Jiang Feng's breakfast, Qianli rubbed his growling stomach and muttered to himself.

Why is the devil so slow in buying breakfast?

very hungry.

Hearing the creaking sound, Qianli instantly regained his energy, "Master, are you awake? The devil went to buy breakfast!"

Fangfu nodded casually, and saw the baby dragon lying under the tree in the middle of the yard at a glance. Its buttocks were upside down, its tail was drooping, and it looked weak.

Seeing the master tossing the baby dragon, Qianli continued to knit sweaters.

She is really bored.

Can't go back to Yulong Mountain.

Did the dignified Dragon Warrior's career start from knitting sweaters?

Sighing, Qianli switched legs and continued knitting.

Hearing the knock on the door, before Qianli could react, he found that the master had already stepped forward.

Mianbu opened the door and found that it was an unknown fish.

"You are Mu Feng?" The visitor spoke contemptuously.

Free from frowning indifferently, feeling unhappy.

"This is a 30 silver ticket," the man casually threw it on Ji Yumian, and then it fluttered to the ground, "This is Yulong Mountain, not an outsider like you who can be a hero!"

"Ji An's broken things are not worthy of entering the field," he raised his head proudly, "You tell her to be more conscious, hurry up and apologize and cancel the registration."

It rained last night, and the green brick floor was still wet. The snow-white banknotes fell on the ground, and after a while, they seemed to be stuck to the green bricks.

Stepping on the silver ticket with the silver cloud piercing boots, Wufu took a step forward, expressionless, "How about not withdrawing?"

The man laughed loudly, looking around, everyone laughed.

"I don't care what kind of messy devil you are." He pushed Fangyu's shoulder contemptuously, but found that he didn't push it, and he didn't care. Lie down for me, don't be shameless."

Fangyu's eyes darkened, and he took another step forward, "Yulongshan?"

"Oh? You're quite arrogant? Still not convinced?" The man laughed loudly, "What kind of devil, with a name you've never heard of, and you have a face? Do you think you're the Dragon Seat? Hahahahaha..."

With that said, he stretched out his hand to push away again.

Fangfu's eyes turned cold, and his hand just raised...

Suddenly, her hand fell down, her whole body was pushed and staggered, and slammed against the door frame behind her.

The man was taken aback, "What do you want?"

Jiang Feng saw such a scene just after he came back, and he reacted instantly, Sen Han's words squeezed out between his teeth, "I think you all want to die!"