At the entrance of the villa No. 2 of Lidu Shuicheng, a woman wearing a light-colored casual outfit and wearing a pair of sunglasses was waiting quietly with a big box. Of course, this woman was Han Xinyi.

Not far from her, two men in security clothes stood straight. These two were from the Fengshen Gang. One of them was holding a mobile phone and pressing the keyboard of the phone again. The other one looked at Han Xinyi with a vigilant. They were also afraid that Han Xinyi was a bad person and would be detrimental to Ye Xiaofeng's family, although Han Xinyi said that she and Ye Xiaofeng were friends.

During the three breaths, a group of women walked out, and these women were undoubtedly not beautiful women with beautiful beauty.

"Sister Yan, Xueer," Han Xinyi shouted when she saw the girls, and a cheerful smile appeared on her face.

"Welcome to our big family." The girls walked to Han Xinyi and said with a faint smile on their faces.

"Thank you, I've decided." Han Xinyi said with a smile, then turned her eyes to Su Muxue, "Xueer, have you figured it out too?"

"Hmph, that guy is so fickle, what can I do? Welcome Sister Xinyi to join." Su Muxue was very generous, without any jealousy. She also knew that since she had lived here, she had to accept everything. Being jealous would only be isolated.

"Hehe, I said I wanted to compete with you for Ye Xiaofeng, how about it? Now you agree?" Han Xinyi turned her eyes to Su Muxue with a smile, which was a bit joking.

"What's the use of my agreement? The key is to get the fickle radish to agree." Su Muxue said.

"Huh? Where has Xiaofeng gone? Is there something wrong?" Su Muxue said in confusion. At this time, she remembered that she had never seen Ye Xiaofeng's figure just now.

"Xiaofeng has started practicing, I'm afraid it's been a long time. Xinyi, it's really a coincidence that you came this time! If you could have come one day earlier, it would be a pity, let's go in and talk about it carefully." Tong Ruiyan's face showed a hint of regret.

After talking, he personally pulled a big box for Han Xinyi.

Looking at the group of women walking in, the two security guards of the Fengshen Gang showed envy in their eyes, and they respected Ye Xiaofeng even more. They deserved to be Young Master Feng! They thought to themselves.

In the small world where the Ouyang family lives, there is a library in the center. Ouyang Bowen's hair is disheveled and his eyes are full of madness. He is looking for skills that can eliminate the shortcomings of his mood.

It has been many days since he stayed asleep, as if looking for books was his life. As a family that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, there are countless classics preserved in it, and nine floors of pavilions are placed in it.

Ouyang Mingxing, wearing a classical long skirt, was also looking for Ouyang Bowen, and at this time they had found the ninth floor.

"Not this one."

“This book is not either.”

Ouyang Bowen's crazy eyes were full of light, as if it was a laser, scanning various books.

As time passed, he and Ouyang Mingxing met. When they read the last book, the light in Ouyang Bowen's eyes dimmed and his body sat on the ground with a soft and weak look.

"No, or not. Can I live under the shadow of Ye Xiaofeng for the rest of my life? I can't break through in my life?" Ouyang Bowen whispered in a hoarse voice. A young man in the 28th century looked like an old man who was about to be like a ground, and his vitality and spirit all disappeared.

Seeing Ouyang Bowen like this, Ouyang Mingxing's heart was as if the pain in Ouyang Bowen was also hurting her.

"Brother Bowen, don't look like this. There will be a solution. I will definitely come back." Ouyang Mingxing said with tears hanging on his long eyelashes.

"I have searched all the books in the library, what else can I do?" Ouyang Bowen said in a daze. Looking for books during this period has eroded the madness on him, at least now I won't yell like a mad dog.

"Bada." A drop of crystal tears fell down and fell on the back of Ouyang Bowen's hand. A faint warmth shocked Ouyang Bowen's body.

He slowly turned his head and turned his eyes to Ouyang Mingxing. His eyes were filled with madness and blood. He reached out and held Ouyang Mingxing's cheek and gently wiped her tears, "Don't cry, I don't like seeing you crying."

"Brother Bowen, you are finally willing to look at me right away." Tears in Ouyang Mingxing's eyes kept falling, this time they were tears of excitement.

"I'm sorry, I haven't had a rest for many days, so hurry up and go back and rest! I'm fine, I'll let you stay quietly for a while." Ouyang Bowen said.

"Brother Bowen, the star wants to be with you." Ouyang Mingxing leaned his head on Ouyang Bowen's dirty shoulders.

"Listen to my brother, go back and have a good rest. My brother is already a useless person. There is no need to delay your cultivation for a useless person. If you practice well, maybe when your cultivation is high, you will be able to find a way to solve your heart disorder." Ouyang Bowen said.

"Brother Bowen, you are not a useless person, you will always be my best brother."

"Be obedient and practice hard, otherwise my brother will ignore you again." Ouyang Bowen said pretending to be angry.

Hearing Ouyang Bowen's words, Ouyang Mingxing showed a look of panic on his face and quickly said, "Celebrities listen to Brother Bowen's words the most. Don't ignore the stars. Celebrities should practice hard now. When they are successful in their cultivation, they will definitely find a solution for their brother."

"I'm so good, hurry up and go out! Practice well, Brother Bowen is fine." Ouyang Bowen twisted a smile on his dirty face.

Ouyang Mingxing stood up and turned around and left with sadness and determination in her eyes.

"Brother Bowen, I'll leave first. You can't be so decadent. You must cheer up. Celebrities will find a way for you." Ouyang Mingxing said while retreating.

"Go!" Ouyang Bowen waved.

After looking at Ouyang Bowen carefully, Ouyang Mingxing bit his lip and turned around and left, his eyes full of determination.

After seeing Ouyang Mingxing leave, Ouyang Bowen's expression was extremely depressed. In an instant, blue veins on his neck burst out, and his eyes were filled with a huge amount of hatred.

"Ye Xiaofeng, I must make you worse than death." He growled in a hoarse voice, clenched his fists, and punched the wooden floor.

A layer of bright light came out from the floor, protecting the floor from being destroyed. A rebound force emerged, and the power that Ouyang Bowen wielded was returned to him intact.

The powerful force made his body lean back.

At this time, the bookshelf he relied on moved backwards under the force behind his body.

Kakka, as the bookshelf moved, a slight sound came out. Ouyang Bowen, who was filled with hatred in his heart, stood up after hearing the sound, and walked towards the direction where the sound was heard with a strong curiosity.

After walking through two rows of bookshelves, one wall was cracked, revealing a concave shape, and inside it was a black box as big as three large dictionaries.

Could it be a precious treasure? Ouyang Bowen thought to himself, then walked over and took out the black box.

I don’t know what wood the black box is made of, it looks extremely solid, and the other way is that it is not locked.

Ouyang Bowen looked at it and thought to himself: No matter what mechanism he has, just die! Could it be worse than my current situation?
Chapter completed!