Although the masked man in white clothes really looks like that person. However, it seems that that person is still living luxuriously as the emperor in the Cangli Palace. Besides, there are many people with similar body shapes, such as Lan Yang, without the aura on his body.
Well, I'm afraid he's about the same as the emperor.
When the masked man heard this, he was slightly startled.
Lan Yang's eyes flashed slightly, he laughed a few times, and then stood up to introduce the two of them.
He pointed at the masked man and smiled like a weasel, "Xiao Yang'er, he is my junior brother--Feng Suiran. I am your master, and Xiao Ranran is also your master, remember."
Weiyang black line.
Mainly woolen.
She refused to comment on the fact that she was his maid just to take refuge, but this did not mean that she was really serving him as a servant.
However, she could not deny his words at this time.
He had no choice but to give him a cold look, his eyes hiding something mysterious.
He seemed to understand but didn't understand, and gave him a frivolous look.
In the preliminary competition for the selection of the martial arts leader, everyone had three rounds to pass. In the first round of the preliminary competition, Weiyang passed easily, and there were two rounds left, so she was not worried at all.
Feng Suiran asked her, "Are you not afraid that your skills will be exposed, and future competitions will not be unexpected, let alone easy to win?"
She smiled. Surprise is not a magic weapon for winning.
Besides, how do they know she can't continue to take things by surprise, right?
The order of the competition and the opponents were assigned by a dedicated person. There were a few days between Weiyang's three rounds, which was just a good time to rest.
Feng Suiran's arrival gave her a lot of entertainment space.
And she always felt that she and he had the same aspirations and interests, so that for several days, she stayed with him, either going to the garden and chatting about anything, or going to a restaurant to eat well, or going to a brothel.
Teasing and teasing beauties.
All in all, he looks like a pig and a dog.
But Lan Yang seemed to be busy with his own affairs and often stayed with Fei Xuan'er.
Wei Yangluo's leisurely life, no one is popular with her anyway, it's great.
But when she had free time, she felt unspeakably depressed. As for what she was depressed about, she didn't even know.
Until the day before her second round of competition, Wei Young still looked relaxed.
Feng Suiran must have been to Su City, and he knew very well the famous scenery or interesting places in Su City. The two agreed to go boating, but just as they were going out, a blue shadow fell from the sky, blocking their way.
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"When did Junior Brother get so close to the little girl? He didn't even pay attention to me, Senior Brother. How can I be left out of the happy things?" Lan Yang leaned against the gate of Situ's Mansion with his arms folded, a faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth,
The gaze in his eyes swirled around people's minds like a whirlpool. The words he spoke were somewhat chilling.
Wei Yang rolled her eyes. "It's because you didn't show up, okay? Feng Suiran couldn't find you even if he tried to find you."
Yep, it's really a slap in the face.
Lan Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at her, and said with a faint smile, "What's wrong, Xiaoyang'er misses me?"