Zhou An was surprised to hear the two people next to him talking. The two people looked very similar from the faces, probably brothers, but they had a horn on the top of their heads. This horn was a sarcoma, and the younger brother's head was
It has two horns, and the two horns are also a sarcoma.
These two people are still deformed. Very few people can win the title of strong people as deformed children. Everyone cannot achieve it without great luck. After all, it is rare for such a person to live in the world, let alone say nothing of it.
Cultivating to become a strong man.
Therefore, every time such people are successful, they are determined and have higher combat power than the same level.
The most important thing is that Zhou An heard what these two people said. Now he knows who the Dugu family is, Dugu Xiao, and what makes Zhou An even more meaningful is Feng Molan, Dugu Xiao, who invited him to come.
But now I am pursuing Feng Molan.
Zhou An saw that they were having a lot of chatting, and found it meaningless, so he started to walk in the courtyard. Most of the young masters who came were men, with only a small number of women, so many of them surrounded them.
These women show their elegance and try their best to please.
Zhou An was not interested in these women. After all, he already had many women, and he loved those women very much. Although these women were all geniuses and appeared in the big family again, Zhou An still walked aside and sat down.
On the blanket, I picked up the tea on the table and started drinking it.
The table where Zhou An is located is in the southernmost corner, close to the wall of the courtyard, so few people noticed Zhou An. Zhou An sat very quietly and no one disturbed him.
Zhou An also enjoyed such an environment, watching the ups and downs in the distance, and the lively and lively, he felt leisurely and contented in his heart.
However, Zhou An's leisurely and contented expression did not last long. A woman was slim and walked towards Zhou An with a light body.
Zhou An saw this woman's eyes lit up. She was really unique. She was not only very beautiful, but also had a foreign style.
The woman had a forehead ornament on her forehead, and the fine platinum chain made her curly long hair look pure and beautiful. There was a gem hanging on her eyebrows. It was extremely beautiful and radiant. The light seemed to be alive, just like the moon that made people amazed.
The girl's eyes were as quiet as the sea. She was not snatched by the gems between her eyebrows, but was even more radiant. She was as beautiful as a young master in the legend of the foreign land, mysterious and pure, making people want to hold all the beautiful things in the world.
Her feet were just to make her smile.
Although the men at the scene had such thoughts, no man was around the woman. For some reason, was he afraid of the woman's power?
Also, why did this woman walk towards him? Zhou An has no impression of seeing this woman before. Zhou An is just a small person here. I haven’t seen many people ignore Zhou An, mainly because they don’t look down on Zhou An.
Besides, from the outfit of this woman, she must be a minority ethnic group. Unlike the Yanhuang clan of the masses, 90% of the people in the Yuan Dynasty are descendants of the Yanhuang clan, and only 10% of the remaining are other ethnic groups.
Hundreds, some are mysterious, some are ordinary, mysterious and extremely powerful, and ordinary life, death, illness and death.
From the perspective of appearance and fresh temperament of this woman, she must be the first. She comes from a mysterious group. Zhou An doesn't know what group it is, so she doesn't know which group it is.
"I have heard of Mr. Zhou's reputation for a long time, and I am very happy to see you today." The woman said.
"Do you know me? I have never met you before." Zhou An said.
"I have never seen you, but I have heard of your reputation. I have known as the Poetry Saint and Song Saint. I have seen all the poems and songs you made. It's really amazing." The woman said.
"How did you recognize me?" Zhou An said.
"I've seen your portrait." The woman said.
"Miss Feng, I've been looking for you for a long time. So you are here." Haizhuang said to the place.
"Is he Feng Molan?" Zhou An said.
"Yes, don't you know?" Haizhuang said.
"I already know now." Zhou An said.
No wonder Feng Molan wore such clothes. It turned out to be from Ancient Fengcheng. Now Zhou An suddenly realized that Ancient Fengcheng is also an ethnic minority, but a beautiful girl like Feng Molan also likes his poems and songs.
It seems that Feng Molan's literary talent is also good, otherwise people who are not familiar with literature will not be interested in poetry and songs.
"What are you looking for me?" Feng Molan became much colder to Haizhuang.
"This is the flower I gave you, I hope you like it." An orchid appeared in Haizhuang's hand and said to Feng Molan.
Originally, Gu Shuiliu liked Feng Molan, but now Gu Shuiliu and Sun You'er are having a hot chat and completely forgot Feng Molan. Since Gu Shuiliu gave up, Haizhuang will move forward bravely.
"I don't like flowers, thank you for your kindness." Feng Molan said.
"Okay, what do you like, I'll prepare it for you and send it here immediately." Haizhuang said reluctantly.
"I don't like anything, you don't have to give me anything." Feng Molan said.
"Okay then." Haizhuang said.
"Can you go and have a few cups of tea and come over again?" Feng Molan said.
"I'll go now." Haizhuang said and left for tea.
"It's not good if you use your mental power to control him." Zhou An said.
"There is no harm, I just want him to leave for a while." Feng Molan said.
"Then you are looking for me, don't you admire me." Zhou An knew that Feng Molan had spent Haizhuang and must have something to talk to him, so Zhou An said jokingly.
"Although your poems and songs are indeed very good, it is not enough for me to come to you. The reason why I come to you is the Twenty-Four Mingyue Bridge." Feng Molan said.
"You go to the Twenty-Four Moon Bridge, too." Zhou An narrowed his eyes and said, "What level are you?"
"I am a congenital level of Hong." Feng Molan said.
"You have achieved this at such a young age. How old am I now?" Zhou An said.
"Don't you know if the girl is not old?" Feng Molan said.
"Okay." Zhou An had already guessed that Feng Molan was not young, and should be in her thirties or forties, otherwise she would not have said anything.
"What are you doing at the Twenty-Four Mingyue Bridge?" Zhou An said.
"Don't you know?" Feng Molan said, "I remember your name is inside."
"I just received an invitation and didn't know the specific situation." Zhou An said.
"Oh, then do you want to know? Do you need me to say it?" Feng Molan said like a little fox.