When Zhang Fan took Ouyang Xian'er and walked a few steps, a smart voice sounded.
There was some confusion in his eyes. He stopped and turned his head. Zhang Fan found two girls running over quickly. As the distance got closer, Zhang Fan could see clearly.
Both girls were very cute, but one of them made Zhang Fan's memory churn, and an embarrassed look emerged involuntarily. The reason why he traveled through time and lay on the bed was because he was pushed to the ground by that girl.
But as the distance got closer and closer, Zhang Fan had to praise the girl's beauty, fair skin, big eyes, delicate and straight nose, long and picturesque eyebrows, plump pink mouth, and flowing black hair.
, with a fresh smell.
He also remembered what the girl's name seemed to be: "Ye Xuan!"
"You...!" After the two girls came to Zhang Fan, they looked at Zhang Fan carefully.
"Are you Master Fengling?" The first person to speak was Ye Xuan's little maid.
"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded slightly and said, "Is there something wrong?"
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, the little maid suddenly stopped talking, and her eyes fell on her young lady. Because it was her young lady who caught up, she followed him.
"I...!" Seeing everyone's eyes falling on her, a blush appeared on her face, her big eyes moved quickly, and then she said quickly: "I'm here to apologize to you.
"
"Apologise?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.
"I'm so sorry for pushing you last time. I didn't expect your body to be so fragile." Ye Xuan sheepishly stuck out her little tongue, which was pink and cute.
Zhang Fan looked even more embarrassed. His memory showed that that day, he accidentally touched Ye Xuan. Ye Xiangxuan thought she was a pervert, and then pushed Zhang Fan with her backhand, causing Zhang Fan to lie on the ground and fainted.
Now that I hear Ye Xuan's apology, I feel very uncomfortable.
After coughing dryly, Zhang Fan said directly: "It has nothing to do with you. It's my own reasons. Is there anything else? If nothing else, let's leave first."
After speaking, Zhang Fan took Ouyang Xianer's little hand and walked forward.
Ouyang Xian'er was very happy at this time. You must know that Ye Xuan is a little beauty, but her young master didn't have any feelings for Ye Xuan at all. Seeing Zhang Fan leave without saying a few words to Ye Xuan, she was filled with joy.
, my young master is indeed different.
Ye Xuan was a little stunned at this moment. Looking at Zhang Fan's leaving figure, she couldn't help but stamp her little feet. Why did Zhang Fan seem to be annoying to her? Was she really that annoying? In fact, the reason why she ran up was
There were two of them. The first was Fengling, whose name was known to the entire empire. It was hard to imagine how a waste could suddenly become so powerful. The second was that she doubted whether the person she pushed that day was Fengling, so she was curious and confused.
I came up to confirm, but found out that it was Feng Ling.
"Miss, are you okay?" The girl standing next to Ye Xuan couldn't help but say it.
"It's okay." Ye Xuan snorted lightly, turned around and walked in another direction.
"Miss, where are you going?"
"Go home." An angry voice came from Ye Xuan's little mouth.
While Zhang Fan was walking around with Ouyang Xian'er, the battle between Zhang Fan and Zhang Tingfei also spread.
When they learned the results of Zhang Fan and Zhang Tingfei, everyone looked suspicious and disbelieving. How could Zhang Fan, a loser, defeat Zhang Tingfei?
This matter spread more and more, and became more and more evil. Later, it turned out that the young master of the Feng family defeated Zhang Tingfei with one move. The young master of the Feng family beat Zhang Tingfei without any ability to fight back. The young master of the Feng family beat Zhang Tingfei to death.
Mental illness...
There are many versions of why the young master of the Feng family suddenly became so powerful. The first one is that the young master of the Feng family has been pretending, but at this time he thought he couldn't bear it anymore, so he exploded. The second one is that the young master of the Feng family was taken over by a mysterious master.
I became an apprentice, that's why I am so powerful...
In short, with the battle between Zhang Fan and Zhang Tingfei, Zhang Fan became famous completely, and the reputation of trash was successfully removed from Zhang Fan's body.
At night, the entire Liuyun Kingdom became silent.
Feng Family, Zhang Fan is sitting cross-legged on the bed, the Zixia Kung Fu in his body is running, and the purple light is wafting on his body. Although his Zixia Kung Fu has reached the second level, his performance today is pretty good, but he has used
It's the battle experience in his previous life and Zhang Tingfei's mentality.
After that battle, Zixia Kung Fu consumed seven to eight hundred and eighty-eight, and the pressure was inexplicable. He knew that Zhang Tingfei's strength was nothing in the entire Wuhun Continent, and he was even more so, surrounded by a strong belief in becoming stronger.
in his heart.
But just after breaking through the second level, it was so easy to break through the third level? After practicing for a whole night, although the Zixia technique became more saturated, there was no substantial progress.
The next day, Zhang Fan opened his eyes, and a disappointed look appeared on his face.
Sighing, it seems that there is no rush to break through.
He stood up from the bed and opened the door gently. The small courtyard was quiet, and a gentle breeze blew on Zhang Fan's body with a hint of coolness.
Black hair was blowing in the wind, Zhang Fan's expression was blurred...
"Master, you got up so early." A light and pleasant voice sounded. Zhang Fan looked up and saw Ouyang Xian'er walking over with an iron basin in his hand.
Zhang Fan walked up to pick it up and said with a smile: "It's quite early for you."
"Yeah. I'm used to it." Ouyang Xian'er glanced at Zhang Fan secretly, looking a little embarrassed.
Following Zhang Fan to the room, Ouyang Xian'er began to tidy up the room for Zhang Fan while he was washing. After Zhang Fan finished washing, Ouyang Xian'er walked to Zhang Fan again and stretched out his slender white hands to help.
Zhang Fan tidied up his clothes.
Looking at Ouyang Xian'er who was very close at hand, he found that Ouyang's little face was very delicate, exquisitely carved, and had a faint fragrance, which made his heart beat faster.
"Haha, the young master is so handsome."
After Ouyang Xian'er helped Zhang Fan tidy up, he took a step back and looked at Zhang Fan seriously. Looking at his handsome appearance, his beautiful eyes curved up, like a cute crescent moon.
"Master, are you hungry? I'll prepare a meal for you."
Ouyang Xian'er glanced at Zhang Fan and said with a smile.
"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Zhang Fan nodded slightly, looking at Ouyang Xian'er's back as she left happily, his expression showed a slight change again.
About ten minutes later, Ouyang Xian'er ran back with a little anxious look on her face. Without any explanation, she took Zhang Fan's hand and ran quickly outside.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but speak out.
"People from the Zhang family and the Qin family came to our door. They must be here to embarrass the young master."
Ouyang Xian'er's expression was full of anxiety: "Master, go hide in the cave in the back mountain first. When everything is fine, I will look for you to come out."
After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that her young master was not leaving. Her face became even more anxious and she said, "Master, please hurry up and leave."
A glimmer of light flashed through his eyes. Seeing the worry on Ouyang Xian'er's face, a soft color appeared on his face again, and he said softly: "Xian'er, don't you understand my temper now? A man can't even bear his own responsibilities.
, what kind of man are you talking about?”
"Trouble me? Am I still afraid of trouble?"
The bloody nature in his bones resurfaced again, with a trace of sneer, arrogance and disdain on his face. Even if he was at the end of his rope, he would still be arrogant. This was his essence, the essence of Zhang Fan.
The look of obsession once again appeared in Ouyang Xianer's beautiful eyes.
Looking at Ouyang Xian'er's appearance, a soft look appeared again. Zhang Fan gently took her hand and said, "Let's go. I want to see what they say!" After saying that, he pulled Ouyang Xian'er back.
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In the lobby of the Feng family, Feng Batian was sitting at the front, holding a cup of tea in his right hand, drinking it gently, raising his head for a long time, and then lowered his eyes indifferently.
"What do the Zhangjiazhuang and Qin family heads mean that they bullied your son?"
"Humph, is this fake?" Zhang Moben's expression was filled with anger. When Zhang Tingfei returned to the family yesterday, he realized something was wrong. His expression was dull, as if he had received some stimulation. You must know that this is the most taboo thing in cultivation.
, if you are severely stimulated, it will cause great resistance to your cultivation, and your mind will be confused, making it difficult to sprint to a higher level.
And soon he learned the news again that Fengling had defeated his son. At that time, he couldn't believe it. After all, Fengling was known to the entire empire, but it was spread throughout the empire, so early in the morning
He got up and found the Qin family. When he heard Qin Ling's description of what happened at that time, he couldn't believe it even more. Thinking of what his son had become, he wanted to come up and ask for an explanation.
The head of the Qin family also vaguely revealed that his son was also stimulated, so the two of them walked over together.
"hehe."
The corner of Feng Batian's mouth curled up and he said: "My son's reputation is known throughout the Liuyun Kingdom. You said that my son bullies your son? Huh, as far as I know, Chief Zhang, your son's strength seems to have reached
Fifth grade, you must have condensed your martial soul."
The corner of Zhang Moben's mouth twitched slightly, and the anger in his eyes deepened. What did Feng Batian mean? He said that his son was worse than a waste? How could this make him feel so good? Gray light flowed, his eyes were a little lowered, and he said directly: "Why?
Master Feng wants to deny it?"
"deny?"
The corner of Feng Batian's mouth curled up, and he looked at Zhang Moben with a half-smile, and said, "I deny it? How do you prove my denial?"
"You!" Looking at Feng Batian's appearance, Zhang Moben's anger was instantly ignited, and he stood up suddenly, and the energy in his body fluctuated even more fiercely.
"Why does Mr. Zhang want to fight?"
Feng Batian's voice suddenly became indifferent, and his cold eyes glanced at Zhang Moben.
"Master Feng, can you allow me to say something fair?"
Seeing the two people at war with each other, Qin Feng, who was sitting next to Zhang Moben, slowly spoke.
"Then tell me." Feng Batian's demeanor returned to normal again, and he looked at Zhang Moben indifferently.