The sound of nature suddenly disappeared. The saint who was obsessed with her eyes closed and her intoxicated listening was stunned. After waiting for a few seconds, there was no sound. She opened her eyes in confusion and looked at it. She was shocked. Jiang Fan on the opposite side was no longer there!
The saint hurriedly glanced and saw that Jiang Fan was already seven or eight meters away, walking with his hands behind his back, and was puzzled. It seemed that the music was not over yet, so why did he leave? He didn't even say hello?
"Hey, what do you mean?" The saint was confused at first and then became very annoyed, and stood up to question.
"It's not interesting, go back to sleep!" Jiang Fan continued to walk slowly, and replied lightly without looking back.
The saint was very angry and didn't even look back at her. It was outrageous and shouted, "Stop, you are not allowed to leave!"
"I am not your subordinate. You can leave if you want, stop if you want. Good night, Saint!" Jiang Fan shook his head and smiled, and continued walking.
The saint was furious and strode to chase after him, saying fiercely: "Are you playing me? Are you having any problems? Have you asked me to come, play an endless music and leave, you think I am
Who are you bullying people too much!”
"Uh, why are you quarreling? You can't be quieter like a female yaksha tigress? You are not as good as the noise of the instruments I tried before!" Jiang Fan looked at the saint who was blocking her and frowned.
Unhappy.
"What, you, you say that to me, you, you are too much, you are not a man!" The Saint was stunned. After two seconds, a mist suddenly appeared in her eyes and accused excitedly.
"Damn, why can't I cry at any time? Hey, woman, you're so inexplicable!" Jiang Fan said helplessly without saying anything, neither angry nor helplessly.
"Who has shed tears? I haven't. Is it possible that the wind blows the sand into my eyes?" The saint hurriedly wiped the tears that were about to overflow and argued.
"Okay, you didn't cry. It was the sand that went in. Didn't I say that I left after playing the game? I've said hello, why is it too much? But you, you're slandering me that I'm not a man.
Unreasonable!" Jiang Fan was too lazy to bother and rebel.
The saint was stunned and remembered that Jiang Fan had indeed said this before playing, and was stunned for a moment. She was so excited.
"Okay, it's getting late, I'm going to bed now, you can go to bed early too!" Jiang Fan shook his head and walked around her.
The saint looked at Jiang Fan's back and was at a loss. By the way, he said he would leave after playing. What was his mood? The music started to be excited, happy and lingering, but later became disappointed and depressed. What does it mean?
OK, wouldn't that mean that I started to treat me as that beauty excited and wanted to do a good job to pick up girls, but I found out that it was me, so I became frustrated and disappointed! The saint figured it out and her eyes ejaculated again,
Gritting his teeth and chasing Jiang Fan, who was more than ten meters away.
"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Fan frowned and turned around and said wonderingly when he heard the footsteps.
"Since you ask me for something, why did you ask me to come here?" the saint asked angrily.
"Uh, I hate you for being overstated. I don't hate you. I hate you. I hate your temperament and are not gentle at all. I always fight with me. I speak irritable and pretentiously, and I love to show off my face. I'd be fine if you change it.
!" Jiang Fan frowned and said with a little face.
"It doesn't matter if you are ugly, but you can't be ugly either. If you change it, we will be much more peaceful when we meet, at least we won't be quarrels all the time. You should reflect on it!" Then Jiang Fan then
He persuaded earnestly.
"Why do you want to ask for an appointment? This question is a bit complicated. You shouldn't have asked you, but you have to see you. Who made you a saint?" Jiang Fan explained vaguely at the end.
This question cannot be explained too clearly, otherwise Old Man Meng will definitely make a fuss when he finds out. The old man attaches great importance to the interests of the clan. Although the road is done and cannot be true, the Jedi will put forward a lot of conditions.
Jiang Fan's answer was very pertinent, which surprised the saint and reminded her. Yes, it seems that every time I see him, he always loses his calmness and makes noise. Where did he usually go with calmness? It is not a good thing to keep meeting like this.
"Okay, no matter whether I am ugly or not or not, you said you have to see me, is it because I am a saint? It seems that you don't take me seriously, the saint!"
The woman calmed down and asked.
This was a big loophole in her words, and she was puzzled. Today, this guy was very strange, and this was the fifth time we met.
"There is such a factor, and I have to arrange the meeting of that mysterious woman by you!" Jiang Fan just couldn't tell the truth, so he had to make excuses.
"So, it seems that you have always looked at beauties differently. If I were a beauties in your eyes, would your attitude towards me be very different?" The saint was stunned. This explanation seemed to be a thing of the past.
Asked tentatively.
"Are you a beauty? Haha, even if you are really a beauty, I still don't like this kind of temperament. Beauty is given preferential treatment in me, but not everything can be given preferential treatment!" Jiang Fan was stunned and glanced at the saint.
road.
"You just want to see that woman so much?" The saint nodded and was silent and asked suddenly.
"That's of course, how could a man not want to meet a beautiful woman? But don't get me wrong. It's not like you imagined that you'll have to do with her when you meet her. I just think it's mysterious and curious. After all, I've seen this kind of real person in the Monks.
A beauty is still very rare!" Jiang Fan responded without pretentiously.
"Let's sit down and chat!" the saint thought for a while.
Sitting down to chat? Jiang Fan was a little surprised and felt that the saint was a little difficult to figure out.
"I have three things to tell you!" The saint said without waiting for Jiang Fan to agree, and walked straight to the pavilion.
The saint did not make a fuss, which made Jiang Fan feel embarrassed to refuse. He also said seriously. It seemed that there was something to say, and hesitated and followed him.
"The first thing is, please return that little wooden stick to me!" The two of them sat down, and the saint asked softly.
"Don't think about it randomly, that little wooden stick is of great use!" Then the saint explained.
The saint spoke so seriously and had a good attitude, which made Jiang Fan impeccable. He was originally someone else's thing. Jiang Fan took out the small wooden stick from his arms and couldn't help but curiously: "What can I say about it?"
"It's okay to tell you. This is the auxiliary thing I plan to use for the secret techniques in the cultivation clan. This is not an ordinary wooden stick. It is made of a variety of talisman herbs, with a total of seven!" The Saint Maiden
Explained very generously.
"Yes, then why did you use it to get your feet?" Jiang Fan was stunned and puzzled. Since it was used by others to practice secret techniques, it was naturally difficult to ask more questions. I still understand these rules.
"It's nothing. The maid introduced that foot massage can be used in addition to hands. Sometimes it works better than hands, so I took it out in a moment!" The saint explained lightly.
Jiang Fan was relieved, smiled and nodded, and the saint continued solemnly: "The second thing is that I apologize to you!"
"Apology! What's the apology?" Jiang Fan was stunned and was a little uncomfortable for a moment and was confused.
"I shouldn't be untrustworthy and make you laugh. I'm so embarrassed! Let's do this, just tonight, I'll let that woman come here to meet you later!" The saint said apologetically.
"Really, really?" Jiang Fan showed a look of surprise and felt a little disbelief. Damn, why did the saint change his temperament all of a sudden? The sun hit the west side?