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Fan Lingqi said, "Well, didn't you say that you don't like the smell of cars, so you have to run home every day?"

"Yes, I'm inviting you to run home with me, and I didn't say I would take the bus." Yan Chuxin said and blinked her eyes hard.

Fan Ling's eyes shifted from Yan Chuxin's face to Ye Feng. Seeing Ye Feng's warm windbreaker and didn't wait for her to give any answer, she listened to Yan Chuxin and said, "Just nod. Hey, the one in front of you, you, a big man, should not refuse the invitation of two beautiful women and go to sit in public by yourself. Why don't you hand in the car?"

Ye Feng in front of him didn't seem to hear the conversation between the two girls behind him, and still took heavy steps to the station sign step by step.

"Hey, Ye Feng." Yan Chuxin came forward and grabbed him, "Run with us. As a flower protector, do you have any problem?"

Ye Feng said, "You are sick. It will take at least an hour to run from here to the western suburbs."

Yan Chuxin said, "What does that matter? Aren't your motor cells well developed?

Ye Feng said, "My motor cells are developed, but they will never be used in useless places. If you like running, go by yourself and don't pull me up.

Yan Chuxin's eyes intentionally or unintentionally brushed the sweat on Ye Feng's forehead like rain, and felt funny in his heart. He thought that if he started, Ye Feng would have to follow the water. Even if he still insisted on not taking off his windbreaker, the uncomfortableness was enough for him to drink a pot.

"Run with us, please." Yan Chuxin said, with a charming smile on her face, holding Ye Feng's hand and shaking it gently.

"This little goblin is too tortureable." Ye Feng said to himself, almost couldn't stand her charm and agreed.

However, he still had a certain determination to stretch out his hand and pinch her water-like face and said, "No, I'm not feeling well today. I really can't run. Let's run with you another day.

Seeing such intimate movements of the two, Fan Ling's face changed slightly.

Yan's original heart blushed, and his heart kept jumping like a rabbit. Somehow, the feeling that his body could not move hit his whole body again, and it was even difficult to breathe, but he just looked at Ye Feng blankly.

Seeing that his action did not cause any resistance from Yan's original intention, Ye Feng was slightly shocked and let go.

"Hey, Ye Feng! Ye Feng!" Jing Feifei's rough voice came. Ye Feng saw her sitting in a black car, with her head sticking out and waving her arms hard at herself.

The car soon stopped beside the three people. Jing Feifei said enthusiastically, "Ye Feng, my father came to pick me up and take you by the way."

Fan Ling said coldly, "Your house is in the south, and my house is in the west. It's not on the way."

Jing Feifei's mouth tilted and said, "It's not going well. I didn't say I'll take you." Turning to Ye Feng, he immediately changed into a smiling face and said, "Ye Feng, get in the car quickly."

"Just in time, you two can run back. I'll take a flying ride." Ye Feng smiled and waved his hand to the two women and got into Jing Feifei's car. The air conditioner in the car really makes Ye Feng, who is about to have prickly heat, much more comfortable.

"Hey..." Yan came to her senses and wanted to call Ye Feng. The car had already flown away, leaving only a long tail gas in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, Fan Ling's cold voice came: "Why, it feels good to be pinched in the face. Unfortunately, he still got on the car and left. He looked down on your 11th road at all. His two legs are incomparable with his four bones. You'd better calm down quickly."

Yan Chuxin asked, "What do you...what do you mean?"

Fan Ling said, "You try your best to break up Luo Jia and Ye Feng. In fact, you like Ye Feng."

Yan Chuxin said, "What are you talking about?"

Fan Ling hummed, "Do you know if it's a dream?"

Yan Chuxin said, "Ye Feng is deceiving Luo Jia's feelings..."

Fan Ling said, "Yes, you must think that the person he likes is you."

Yan Chuxin's eyes widened and said, "Fan Ling, what's wrong with you? Don't we both agree that Ye Feng is a pertist? Is he with Jing Feifei and Luo Jia just to take advantage of them?

Fan Ling said, "Even if Ye Feng takes advantage of them, they are willing to do it. This is no different from your willingness to let Ye Feng take advantage of you. After saying that, Fan Ling shook her head angrily and ignored Yan's original intention at all.

After a while, she boarded the bus to the western suburbs and wondered, "It's really strange. What does it have to do with me if Ye Feng can't pinch Yan's original face?" Why do I feel so uncomfortable? Why should I be angry with Yan's original intention or Luo Jia?

Although she said this to herself, when she thought of the scene when Ye Feng pinched Yan's original face, their eyes were so affectionate, and her heart was uncomfortable, and her fists were unconsciously clenched.

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Yan's original intention was very aggrieved. I don't know why Fan Ling suddenly said that, "Well, what's wrong with me on the 11th road? What's wrong with me with my two legs? I didn't run hard. If I ran hard, how many times faster than the four bones? Obviously, the conditions in my family are not much better than mine. Why do you look down on my 11th road?

Yan's original intention despised Fan Ling like Ah Q in her heart and felt a little better. At that moment, she cheered up and ran with two long legs.

She had just run through the bustling city into the western suburbs and turned into a remote street. Suddenly, she heard a woman's delicate voice at the corner, which seemed to be reading poetry.

Who throws idleness for a long time? Every spring, the melancholy is still there. I often drink alcohol before flowers every day. Dare to resign from the thin face in the mirror..."

Yan Chuxin secretly said strangely that she had never heard this kind of poem before. For a moment, she was curious and walked to the corner of the sound.

"... willows on the Qingwu embankment on the river. In order to ask about new worries, what happens every year? The independent bridge is full of wind. Pinglin Crescent returned.

Yan Chuxin walked to the extremely inconspicuous corner along the sound and found a woman in antique clothes leaning against the wall, standing under the street lamp, spitting out this strange poem in her mouth.

And she held a cold sword in her hand.

Yan's original intention looked at the sword and saw a colorful phoenix carved on the hilt of the sword, which looked like her spiritual body split - Cai Ling; and the blue light and golden light on the sword body were intertwined, and she clearly felt the energy of the five elements of thunder and lightning on the sword.

"This sword, from its shape and the energy above, looks so suitable for my spiritual body." Yan Chuxin said secretly, "It's a pity that this thing is someone else's."

When the woman reading strange poems saw her, she stopped reading poems and looked at her carefully with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Yan's original intention felt that there was a strange energy surging in this woman, which was the kind of energy that easily attracted the power of ghosts and devouring demons, but this energy is not abundant in her now, and it is estimated that the other party is the cultivation of the golden immortals.

"God," the woman suddenly said, "Although your strength is strong, it seems that the power in your body has not been fully developed."

Yan's original intention was shocked, and I don't know why the woman said this.

The woman said again, "The hidden power in your body should at least be the chaotic world, but..." She shook her head.

Yan Chuxin frowned and said, "Who are you? How do you know that my power should be the chaotic world?

The woman said, "That's what my son said." With that, she raised her head and sighed helplessly.

Yan Chuxin said, "Who is your son?"

The woman was about to blurt out. Suddenly, she thought of her master's advice not to reveal him, so she changed her words and said, "It's the person you used to chase and want to see all the time."

"I used to chase the people I wanted to see all the time?" Yan Chuxin's heart moved and suddenly thought of the white dress, the handsome face, and the straight figure. She thought, "It turns out that she was sent by the teacher. However, everyone is in the same city now. Why didn't the teacher come to see me directly?

The woman threw the sword in her hand, and the sword shot into the ground in front of Yan Chuxin. The hilt shook, and the sword buzzed. The woman said, "This sword was specially refined by my son according to your strength."

Yan Chuxin's eyes suddenly lit up and said happily, "This sword was deliberately refined for me..." After saying this, he said strangely, "When did he learn to refine? Don't tell me."

The woman didn't answer and took out a pamphlet from her arms and said, "Actually, the skills you practiced before are not the most suitable for you to practice. You can take this set of skills first. The major is Tianxiang. When this set of skills is beneficial, my son will give you other skills."

Yan Chuxin took over the set of skills and saw that it was written on the cover of the book: The Lotus Xuanxin Sutra.

The woman said, "Not everyone can practice this set of skills. The meaning of the prince is to let you practice first. If you can't benefit Tianxiang, you can stop practicing first and find other skills for you when he comes back.

Yan Chuxin was shocked and said, "What, is he leaving?" When will you leave? Where are you going?"

The woman looked up at the sky. At this time, the sky was already dark and the stars were shining. She said quietly, "Go to another world and leave in three days."

"another world?" Yan's original intention was even more shocked.

The woman said, "Yes, you know, besides this world, there are other worlds."

Although Yan Chuxin felt that the woman's words were a little strange, she had no doubt when she was sent by her most beloved teacher and asked, "When will he come back?"

The woman said, "Who knows." After a pause, she said, "Don't talk nonsense about giving swords and secrets."

Yan Chuxin nodded hard and said, "I know that this set of skills is not passed down in the Qiu family. I will be careful not to let anyone know about it."