After discussing the plan to deal with Xiang Junze, Xie Wanyou and Feng Ranzhou walked together for a while.

The snow-covered trail left two sets of footprints of different sizes. Xie Wanyou folded her cloak and felt a chill fall on the tip of her nose. She raised her head and said, "It seems to be snowing again."

Xie Zhuoxing climbed onto her shoulder and squatted down, looked at the sky for a while, and found that it was really snowing. He immediately nervously leaned into Xie Wanyou's ear and said, "Mother, let's go back quickly."

Feng Ranzhou also remembered that Xie Wanyou was weak and couldn't get wet in the snow. He couldn't help but frown slightly and immediately opened a green umbrella and covered Xie Wanyou's head: "Take it."

Xie Wanyou took the umbrella: "Where are you going later?"

Feng Ranzhou lowered his eyes and looked at her. Her long black hair was already stained with a few crystal clear snowflakes, which were dotted in her hair like velvet. Feng Ranzhou reached out and touched it, and those snowflakes quickly melted in her hair.

on his fingertips.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xie Wanyou tilted her head in confusion. The white fur collar on the cloak clustered around her neck, making her face look smaller.

Feng Ran moved his hand from her hair down, and his fingertips touched her face, which was cold.

The snow seems to be falling harder.

Xie Wanyou was still a little confused at first, but after he touched her face in silence for a while, she suddenly felt blessed. She grabbed his wrist with her backhand and teased him in a long tone: "I picked up a cat, and he wants to go home with me~"

This person is really good at misinterpreting his meaning, he just touched her casually... Feng Ranzhou looked slightly unnatural, and wanted to retract the hand that Xie Wanyou grabbed: "I didn't say that."

Xie Wanyou held on to him and dragged him towards his residence: "You touch me just because you want to go home with me. I understand that. Don't worry, I have enough cat food at home."

"Cat food?" Feng Ranzhou was dragged a few steps by her and said in a faint tone, "Xie Wanyou, what do you think I am?"

Xie Wanyou was so happy: "Hahaha!"

Feng Ranzhou said no, but his body was honest. Xie Wanyou half dragged and half pushed him, and he finally entered the door of Xie Wanyou's residence.

Xie Zhuoxing flew to the table and pointed at Feng Ranzhi: "Mother said, Uncle Fox's behavior is called duplicity, and it is also called playing hard to get. Only bad guys with evil intentions would do it."

Feng Ranzhou went over and poked its head, making three holes in the hair on its head. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Whatever you say, I'm already in anyway."

Xie Zhuoxing was so angry that he tried his best to raise his paws and touch his head, trying to straighten the hair on his head again.

Xie Wanyou put away his umbrella and leaned against the wall. Seeing this, he went over to touch the child's head helplessly and said disapprovingly: "Feng Ranzhou, don't bully Xiaobai anymore."

Feng Ranzhou glanced at the cub: "Have you ever heard of a saying that there is no room for two tigers in one mountain?"

Is this why he always bullies Xiaobai uncontrollably? Xie Wanyou is speechless. Xiaobai is still such a small cub, and Feng Ranzhou can no longer tolerate it. He is really small-minded: "...I

I’ve also heard another saying, a tiger’s poison cannot eat its seeds.”

Feng Ranzhou refused to admit that he had this kind of morality, so he walked around Xie Wanyou's house, as if he regarded this place as his own territory.

He quickly discovered something new, picked up an odd-looking object, and asked Xie Wanyou: "What is this?"

Xie Wanyou was combing the hair of the aggrieved Zai Zai. Hearing this, he turned around and glanced at it: "It's a roller, used to stick hair. Xiaobai will shed hair on the bed. Sometimes I can't clean it with the dust removal trick, so I roll it with it."

Roll it, and then the hair will stick to the roller, making it easy to collect.”

Feng Ranzhou looked at the thing in his hand. The structure was very simple. It was just a handle made of ordinary black iron connected to a sticky roller. There was no engraved formation or seal talisman. There was nothing mysterious about it.

An extremely rare and rustic atmosphere.

"This is... the magic weapon you refined?"

"Yes," Xie Wanyou responded naturally, a little proudly: "You may not think that it is of low quality, but it is very practical."

Feng Ranzhou fiddled with the roller a few times, his expression a little complicated.

As a heaven-level weapon refiner, this kind of newcomer

In his eyes, a sect-level magic weapon is almost like a baby walker.

But Xie Wanyou seems to be very satisfied with what she refined...

Xie Wanyou observed Feng Ranzhou suspiciously: "Why do you show such an expression? Do you think this thing is bad?"

"It's pretty good," Feng Ranzhou played with this roller, trying to find a less offensive adjective: "Very... cute."

Xie Wanyou said expressionlessly: "I thank you."

After successfully irritating Xie Wanyou, Feng Ranzhou was in a particularly good mood. After looking at the roller for a moment, he somehow felt that it became more and more pleasing to his eyes, so he put it into his sleeve with a calm expression: "Give it to me."

"?" Xie Wanyou was shocked by his shamelessness, put down the comb and rushed over: "When did I say I gave it away to you? Give it back to me."

Feng Ranzhou didn't let her touch his cuffs, and locked her wrists with only one hand: "I gave you a ninth-grade sword before, shouldn't you get some reward?"

Xie Wanyou was locked in his arms. After hearing what he said, he became very angry: "Have you forgotten that it was you who first took away my sword and then broke it, and then you compensated me for that sword?"

.”

Feng Ranzhou thought for a while, and then he remembered that this was indeed the case, but he was not a very moral person. Seeing that being reasonable was not enough, he changed his mind to being unreasonable: "No - unless, you use something else."

Change."

Xie Wanyou really lost to him.

She was controlled by Feng Ranzhou in his arms. When she raised her eyes, she saw Xie Zhuoxing staring at them curiously. Her face heated up and she poked the person behind her with her elbow: "Let go first..."

Feng Ranzhou calmly held her waist and rubbed it gently with his fingertips: "Where is my reward?"

Xie Wanyou coughed lightly: "Chi, I'll give it to you later."

Feng Ranzhou finally let her go.

Xie Wanyou felt a surge of heat coming up. She was no longer cold in an instant, she just felt that her whole body was starting to heat up.

She sat down on the chair top-heavy. Feng Ranzhou walked over and stood behind her, and began to play with her hair carelessly. His tone was much more serious: "Draw the formation I taught you before and give it to me.

have a look."

Xie Wanyou did not refuse, found a stack of paper on the table, took out a pen and started drawing.

She painted very smoothly, and almost every formation was completed in one go. Feng Ranzhou lowered his eyes and looked at it for a while, then whispered in her ear: "The painting is good... She is the best student I have ever taught."

y, Xie Wanyou's hand trembled and he almost made a mistake, and his ears began to turn red in shame.

She was about to complain to Feng Ranzhou, saying that he had never taught anyone else the formation besides herself, when she felt a sudden pain in her neck and was bitten.

Xie Wanyou hissed softly: "Why did you bite me?"

Feng Ran said lazily: "Punishment for not concentrating on drawing the formation."

"..."

I don’t know if it’s the instinct of the beast at work. Feng Ranzhou especially likes to bite her neck. Xie Wanyou sometimes has the hallucination that Feng Ranzhou is actually a vampire.

She touched her neck, managed to calm down, and continued to draw the formation.

At the beginning, it was not easy for her to learn the formation. There were many formulas and key points in the formation, which she had to memorize. Later, she started to draw the formation. The complex lines and unpredictable directions also made Xie Wanyou very excited.

Headache.

Fortunately, there are rules to be found in everything. After she drew more and gained a certain understanding of the line trends of formations, her speed and quality of drawing formations made a qualitative leap.

Feng Ranzhou never talked about her talent in formations, nor did he say anything to praise her. If she made a mistake in drawing, Feng Ranzhou would only point out the key points and coldly ask her to redraw it - while teaching her

, Feng Ranzhou has always been very strict with her.

Now, Xie Wanyou was suddenly curious about his image in Feng Ranzhou's eyes, so he asked him: "I couldn't draw at first, do you think I'm stupid?"

Feng Ranzhou said calmly: "My requirements are very high and my patience is very limited. If you are really stupid, I will only teach you for one night."

"Do you mean to praise me?" Xie Wanyou felt pleased with herself and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips.

Feng Ranzhou looked at her smiling side face for a moment, looked away, and suddenly straightened up: "You draw first... I'll play with Xiao Bai for a while."

Xie Wanyou was a little curious as to why he suddenly realized that he wanted to play with Xiaobai. She was curious in her heart, but pretended not to know on her face, she responded, lowered her head and continued to draw the formation.

Feng Ranzhou took out the small ball of thread given to Xie Zhuoxing by Taoist Xuanming and waved it in front of Xie Zhuoxing's eyes: "Play with this?"

When Xie Zhuoxing saw that Feng Ranzhou was willing to play ball-tossing games with him, he unilaterally forgave him for deliberately bullying him just now.

It happily ran to the edge of the table, looked up at the ball expectantly, and swung its tail around excitedly.

Feng Ranzhou tossed the ball: "Go."

Xie Zhuoxing immediately flew out, caught the ball in mid-air, and happily handed the ball to Feng Ranzhou.

Feng Ranzhou threw it again, this time, he threw it farther.

Xie Zhuoxing didn't know which bloodline's instinct was aroused, and he enjoyed playing this little game endlessly. After going back and forth a few times, Xie Wanyou discovered that Feng Ranzhou did not seem to have any bad intentions, and was just playing games with the cubs.

He withdrew his attention and concentrated on drawing the formation.

When she finished the painting, she looked up and saw that Xie Zhuoxing had disappeared, leaving only Feng Ranzhou standing at the door alone, looking out the door with an indifferent expression.

Xie Wanyou walked over strangely and followed his gaze to the snowy scene outside the door: "Where is Xiaobai?"

Feng Ran turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I went to pick up the ball in a very far place."

Xie Wanyou: "..."

She pressed her eyebrows and said helplessly: "You did it on purpose, right?"

There was no hint of guilt on Feng Ranzhou's face, and it was clearly written on his face, "Even if I did it on purpose, what can you do to me?"

"Are you quite confident?" Xie Wanyou took a step closer to him and lowered his voice: "Are you so anxious to get rewarded?"

Feng Ranzhou said calmly: "I'm just playing with Xiao Bai."
To be continued...