A cold man in white clothes was holding a long sword. When he saw Yunzheng, his expression was slightly surprised. Then he smiled and called, "Zhengzheng."
Feng Xinglan walked towards Yunzheng and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that we would meet so early."
"I didn't expect that either." Yunzheng responded with a smile. If he calculated carefully, the last time she and Feng Xinglan met was two days ago.
At this time, Feng Xinglan noticed her face and the blood stains on her white clothes. He frowned and said, "Are you injured?"
Yunzheng nodded: "Well, I was a little injured."
Feng Xinglan silently clasped the hilt of his sword, raised his eyes and glanced around, as if he was about to start a fight, and asked, "Where is the person who hurt you?"
"Dead."
Yunzheng Fengqing said calmly, her eyes fell on his left arm, where a knife was cut, blood seeped out, and the exposed wound was bloody and bloody.
She was quite surprised and asked in a deep voice: "Who were you hurt by?"
"I had a fight with some undead tribe not long ago. Don't worry, Zhengzheng, I won." There was a hint of pride in his tone.
After that, Feng Xinglan suddenly thought of something. He lowered his eyes and looked at Yunzheng, and said a little shyly: "When I was fighting, I accidentally broke other people's belongings, and then I..."
"Again, compensation for Lingyu?!" Yunzheng raised an eyebrow.
Feng Xinglan choked, then nodded uncomfortably.
Yunzheng stared at him, "How many more are there now?"
"Less than 10%."
Yunzheng: "..." Lan, as expected of you, it's only been two days.
She took a deep breath, then took out a small stool and placed it next to her, sighing: "Sit down, I will soon become a pauper."
"Why?" Feng Xinglan sat down and moved his long legs forward skillfully.
Yunzheng told him about the contract with Taotie. When Feng Xinglan finished listening, he frowned slightly and heard him agree: "Raising Taotie is indeed a waste of spiritual jade, but you don't need to worry too much. After all, what is Taotie?"
Eat them all.”
She was comforted.
As a result, his next sentence was, "Zhengzheng, would you mind raising one more of me? I can be a sparring partner or do hard work."
Before Yunzheng could answer, a black figure arrived in front of the two of them as quickly as lightning. In the next moment, Feng Xinglan raised his scabbard to block a big fist from the incoming man.
"Bang!"
Di Nian stared at the cool man in white with cold eyes, "You are such a pretty boy, you actually want to deceive my child."
Feng Xinglan was confused: "?"
Seeing his confused expression, Di Nian became even more angry. When he raised his hand to teach Feng Xinglan a lesson, he was stopped by Yunzheng.
"Uncle, calm down..."
Di Nian sneered: "Don't be deceived by him. He actually wants you to raise him. Go away and let your uncle teach him a lesson."
The cool man in white clothes showed confusion, "Uncle?"
"What qualifications do you have to call me uncle?!" Di Nian was furious, and when he was about to rush in front of Feng Xinglan and beat him, Yunzheng held him tightly.
Di Nian was pulled by his niece and couldn't move. He glanced down at her strangely, and a thought came to his mind, why is this little girl so strong?!
Did you grow up eating iron?
Yunzheng grabbed him and explained quickly: "Uncle, he is my friend, he was joking with me just now."
"friend?"
"Friends of life and death."
When Di Nian heard this, the emotions that had just surged up in his head gradually subsided. He looked at Yunzheng suspiciously, then turned to look at the man in white who had already stood up.
Feng Xinglan raised his hands and bowed, gave Di Nian a junior salute, and then said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone: "Hello, senior, I am Zheng Zheng's friend, Feng Xinglan."
"Really just friends?" Di Nian asked cautiously.
Feng Xinglan nodded without changing his expression: "Yes."
When Di Nian saw that his expression was clear and clear, without any dodge, he relaxed. He apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now."
When Feng Xinglan heard this, he glanced at Yunzheng subconsciously and thought to himself, didn't Zhengzheng inform the emperor about the existence of the emperor?
Yunzheng turned her head to meet Feng Xinglan's doubtful gaze, her heart trembled slightly, and she secretly sent a message to Feng Xinglan.
"It's just what you think."
There was still some tacit understanding between the two, and Feng Xinglan nodded, indicating that he understood.
Immediately, Yunzheng raised his eyes to look at Di Nian and changed the subject: "Uncle, what did you do just now?"
Di Nian came back to his senses in an instant, and the corner of his mouth raised a hint of joy. He raised his hand, and there was a ginkgo in his hand. He stuffed the ginkgo into her palm and said in a nonchalant tone:
"Here you go, a meeting gift."
"Linxian Fruit..." Yunzheng lowered his eyes and stared at Bai Guo for two seconds, then looked at him puzzled, "Why do you have it, uncle?"
Di Nian smiled and said: "Actually, there are two Linxian fruit tree vines in the Laoyue Mountains, but the other tree vine is hidden in a very hidden place. And that tree vine is what your uncle used Qiongzhi to plant a few years ago.
The spiritual liquid continues its growth, so no one knows."
It's a coincidence that the two tree vines bear fruit on the same day.
Yunzheng's eyes moved slightly and handed the ginkgo back to him, "Uncle, you can eat it."
"Huh?" Di Nian raised his eyebrows slightly.
"I think you need it more, uncle." Yunzheng explained, "I heard that you participate in the Lingtian Conference every year and fail every time..."
Di Nian looked serious and interrupted firmly: "Yuzheng, there is absolutely no reason to take back the things that my uncle gave you. Just keep them."
Yunzheng was frightened by his serious voice. She raised her eyes and looked at him. His brows were picturesque, his face was like peach petals, his lips were red, and when he had a cold face, he looked like a handsome man.
Suddenly, Di Nian raised his hand and pushed back the ginkgo handed over by Yunzheng. His eyes were dim but his tone softened.
"But did it scare you?"
"No." Yunzheng shook her head honestly.
Di Nian didn't believe it, and said quietly: "You have a tough mouth. Ordinary people will always be frightened when they see your uncle's cold face."
Yunzheng's face was full of black lines, "Uncle, you are too narcissistic."
"This is called seeking truth from facts."
"You are exaggerating."
Di Nian and Yunzheng exchanged some "friendly" words with each other, and finally Yunzheng accepted the "Linxian Fruit" from his uncle's meeting gift.
Di Nian glanced at Feng Xinglan standing aside, then looked at Yunzheng and asked: "I am going to the Giant Realm next, do you want to go with your uncle, or go to the Shenye Dynasty to wait for your uncle first?
"
"What are you going to do?" Yunzheng asked.
Di Nian's expression was indifferent, but something strange flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Take something."
Yunzheng pursed her lips and asked the doubts in her heart, "Uncle, did you leave home for many years to find traces of your mother?"