146 Counterattack I · Hooligan

Although Yao Ling was a little excited when he spoke, Wu Mei was speechy for a moment and didn't think of a good answer. The palm of his hand slowly moved away Yaoling's shoulder, his eyes looked around blankly, and he hesitated, "This, I... is my aunt's private matter. I'm afraid... it's not convenient to talk to Yaoling."

"Oh? Is that so?" Yao Ling got up anly and sneered, "It's a long trip to visit relatives again. Can you make up a decent reason next time?" The last time the fireworks sister was... After she came back from visiting her family, so many things happened that I didn't even know that there was another person living in her body! In the end, I can only look at the two spirits in one, and I don't know when I can see the sun..."

She doesn't want to lose more. She has nothing to lose. But she is not stupid at all. She can see that after leaving Sifan Dongtian, Sister Wumei has changed a lot. Her smile is different from before. Although she is still warm and kind, she can't let go of the sadness, nostalgia, but she has to let go of her obsession. She can't hide it from others.

It's definitely not as simple as taking care of her relatives when she goes out this time, but to do something big enough to change her fate!

No matter what she wants to do, since she intends to hide, Yao Ling can understand her hardships and not ask. But--

"I'll go back first. Sister Wumei, go to bed early, too.

Yao Ling has decided to follow Wu Mei to see what's going on. If it's her family matter, she will no longer interfere; if it's about Umei's life, she will definitely stand up and protect her!

If even Brother Chun doesn't care... With the power of Yao Ling, he can still do it!

"Far spirit!"

Yao Ling just walked to the door, but was stopped by Wu Mei. The moon was bright, and Yao Ling tried to look up at the bright moon in the ink sky, instead of looking back at Wumei.

"Yao Ling, can you promise something to your sister?"

The moonlight shone Yao Ling's face. Everything was like the night when the fireworks sister silently packed up her bags and left alone. After she left that night, she never really came back.

She also told the distant spirit to do a lot of things, get up early to practice, don't stay in bed, otherwise the disciples of the precept elders will come to make trouble; eat on time, don't play, and use money properly; be patient when you have a quarrel with your brother, don't always fight each other; if the clothes are torn, you won't be sewn, or there are other needs. Looking for Sister Yaoyue...

She nagging so much that Yuanling was very impatient. At that time, Yaoling was not only reluctant to leave with fireworks, but also quietly looking forward to it. Without her control, he could have revenge and resentment with those hooligan brothers, not to mention how happy it was. She didn't do anything that the fireworks asked her to agree to:

On the first day of fireworks, Yaoling was punished for thinking about the wall of the valley for a day because he missed the morning class because he slept late. However, she only thought about it for an hour and slipped away. She was alone on the sword cliff until dark. The next day, the money was like running water, and now she doesn't remember what she has done at all. Then she fights every day and gets dirty and breaks her clothes every day...

It's ridiculous to think about it now. If what a person who takes cares of and protects her wants her to agree is based on her departure, what's the point of what she can't do?

"Well, let's wait until Sister Wumei comes back."

In the early morning of the same day. Yaoling didn't sleep all night, carried his bag, and hid in the empty room next to Wumei to wait for the movement. If she expected it well, Wumei would leave quietly before everyone woke up and saw her. If - she is really ready to go back.

Yao Ling just stayed for a moment, and only heard the footsteps in the corridor - not Wumei, but two people, coming here. Who will come here so late?

The two approached, and Yao Ling hid behind the mantle. Their footsteps seemed to be stopping in front of the door of Wumei's room.

"Oh, people are not in it. It seems that they have made a final farewell with Wu Lingchun."

Is it the deep voice of flowers? Is she looking for Wu Mei? Say goodbye to Wuling in spring? The last resignation? What does this mean? Does she also think--

"Then let's hurry over." Is this... Xiao Fengchuan? Is he deeply with Hua? Let's find Wumei together? What on earth are they going to do?

Listen patiently. Hua Shenshen said again, "Don't worry, we'll be here for easy work. I promise that even if we leave half an hour later than her, we will never lose it."

Do they also want to track down Sister Wumei? It's not such a coincidence. They just saw that Wumei had a secret, right? It doesn't matter if Fengchuan cares about Wumei. How can Hua Shenshen be interested in Wumei? Last time, Yaoling asked her to help bring something to Wumei. She also called Wumei a "servant" and refused to condescend.

Yao Ling was ready to continue to listen, but neither of them spoke. Damn, what the hell are they going to do?

"Who's there, come out!"

The flower shouted deeply, and acacia ring smashed the window, swung into the room, quickly flew over the curtain of the distant spirit's hiding, and cut the floor curtain in half.

"Far spirit?" Fengchuan exclaimed. It turned out that he didn't find Yao Ling hiding here, but Hua Shen realized it first. Yao Ling dodged out, stared at the two of them coldly, and asked, "I also want to ask, what are you two doing here?"

"Don't you know? Why did you come to ask me?" Hua snorted deeply.

I know, what do you know? Yao Ling's inquiring eyes naturally turned to Fengchuan. Naturally, Fengchuan could not reveal anything. He could only stare deeply at Hua with hatred and be silent.

"Didn't you hear it in the gazebo that day? This is my agreement with him. Hua Shen was so happy that she held her hands on her chest. "As for the agreement, if you want to know, ask him yourself."

Damn. Seeing that Yao Ling's eyes darkened little by little, the sad eyes cut Fengchuan like a blunt knife. Silly girl, she really took it seriously... Now that the matter has reached this point, Fengchuan can't say anything. This doesn't mean that he can't say anything that has nothing to do with that matter!

Fengchuan pretended to be relaxed and smiled lightly. He walked into the room and stood with his legs apart one foot in front of Yao Ling. He held his right elbow with his left hand and his chin in his right hand. His index finger and thumb rubbed back and forth with evil charm. His joking eyes touched Yao Ling's whole body.

What is this... what are you trying to say? Yao Ling was very surprised by his appearance and couldn't help taking a step back. Fengchuan bullied, and Yaoling took a step back, only to find that she had retreated to the wall and could not retreat.

"Bang." Fengchuan's palm patted the wall beside Yaoling's ear, which made her shrink her head. Fengchuan bent down and whispered softly in her ear, "Actually, my agreement with the female king is that I'm going to take her to a place. Do you want to come with me?"

"I don't..." Before Yao Ling finished refusing, he only felt numb in his dumb hole, and his body had been picked up by Fengchuan's lazy waist. Throw it to **. Fengchuan pressed Yaoling's shoulder and let her fist hit her chest crazily. Her eyes were so fierce that she wanted to devour him alive. Fengchuan just smiled at her and turned his head and said deeply to Hua Shen, who was stunned next to her, "Hey, don't you see what we're going to do? Why don't you turn around quickly!"

"What did you say? You are crazy! Well, the man has already set out, and we are going to catch up with her!" Hua Shen was so anxious that she jumped out of the window. Seeing that Fengchuan had begun to untie Yao Ling's clothes, she still had a big red face and had to hum angrily and turn around.

"Didn't you say that it would be okay to leave half an hour late? In half an hour, we can do a lot of things. Please turn around..."

"What's the use of turning around? The windows are broken!"

"What's the matter? It's not dawn yet. If you don't look at it, who will watch it!" Fengchuan smiled proudly at his deep back. When he turned his face, he found that Yao Ling had cried with tears on his face. His hands tightly pulled the coat that had been torn off by Fengchuan and blocked the milky white belly pocket. Fengchuan looked at her eyes, as if he heard her shouting in her heart, "Xiao Fengchuan, I'm going to kill you" or something more vicious than this.

Fengchuan glanced out of the window again. Hua Shenshen stood honestly behind his back and dared not look this way. Fengchuan raised her finger to wipe her tears, but she turned her head to avoid it. He bent down again and said softly in Yaoling's ear, "Yaoling, come with me and don't ask anything. I didn't do anything wrong to you. Believe me."

Yao Ling closed his eyes. The slender tears fell on the pillow with the corners of her eyes. She sobbed and slowly calmed down. She no longer looked at Xiao Fengchuan, let alone let him touch it. Fengchuan slowly got up and put down the bed curtain for her: "Yao Ling, you put on your clothes first and come out when you're ready. I'll wait for you."

Fengchuan opened the bed tent, came out by himself, and Shi Shiran tidied up his clothes. Hua Shen heard the noise, turned around and said angrily, "All right? Can we go?"

"Oh. Well, I didn't let you wait too long." Fengchuan said, shrugging his shoulders innocently. The prior agreement did not say that Fengchuan could not do this. It is not a violation of the agreement if he is like this now.

"What about that girl, will she follow us?"

"Yes, you said that as long as she doesn't know anything, she can follow us." Feng Chuan said, and Chaohua raised her eyebrows deeply. Hua was helpless. She shook her sleeves and had to give up.

Fengchuan stayed for a moment. I haven't seen a distant spirit yet. Why did you wear it for so long? Isn't that girl unable to think about it and just bite her tongue inside and give herself to herself?

Fengchuan walked over and raised the bed sheet and asked, "Why haven't you been wearing it for so long..."

"Oh--" The cool air tore up the bed tent, and the snow-white soft yarn rotated and danced on the waves. Fengchuan's hand holding the gauze tent stagnated in mid-air, and the snowy and cold tip of the sword had reached Fengchuan's throat!

****** Concubine Spit a lot*****

These chapters are getting more and more emotional. In order to pull Wen back on track, at this time, the sword came out of its sheath. What's the next plot? Don't worry, let the sword fly for a while~~