Chapter Eighty
Mo came to the courtyard again, met Li Haimo, Xiaomeng and others, and told Han Fei and his group of people about their performance, and then conveyed Han Fei's words.
Xiaomeng looked at Li Haimo and wanted to know what he was thinking.
"Why should I see him? Xuenu is more familiar with him. Just let Xuenu go and see him." Li Haimo said.
We have seen it in Xiaoshengxianzhuang before, and we can see it as soon as he wants to. Besides, he is now the identity of Korean Siko and Jiu Gongzi, not the disciple of Confucian Xunzi. And neither of these identities is enough for Xiaomeng to see him, and Han Fei will come to see them in person if he meets them.
"I'm not familiar with him!" Xue Nu directly denied that she is more familiar with Han Fei, and I am more familiar with Mr. Yan Lu. Mr. Yan Lu was rejected by me, and Han Fei is still far from it.
In Sikou Mansion, Han Fei and Wei Zhuang and others sat together, wanting to wait for Taoist people to come.
"Have you forgotten something?" Zi Nu said to Han Fei.
Han Fei was stunned and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Master Xiaomeng is the head of the Tianzong of Taoism. Do you think you are now qualified to let the head of one of the hundreds of schools of thought come to see you? You must know that your teacher Xunzi went to see King Zhao of Qin and was invited by King Zhao of Qin in person, and he personally went to Hangu Pass to welcome him." Zi Nu said.
"I know, so I didn't think that Uncle Xiaomeng would come, but they would let the Snow Girl come over." Han Fei said confidently.
Compared to Master Xiaomeng who ignored the world, he felt that the silly Snow Girl was easy to talk. But what he didn't know was that Snow Girl was now full of greed for Master's body, so she had no time to pay attention to him.
Then several people waited until dawn, but no one came.
"Is this what you said that the snow girl will come?" Wei Zhuang said in a cold voice. Wouldn't you be smart? Isn't it better to be honest and ask for a visit? Now, a few people have been with him all night. The point is that they are standing by the window holding the sword and posing, their legs will be numb, and the wind is strong and cool by the window.
"No, they knew that I would definitely have something to do with them, and if I didn't come, I would have someone come over." Han Fei still couldn't believe this fact.
"The fact is that none of them came!" Zi Nu hit the puppy ruthlessly.
Yan Lingji walked to him with a spirit fire hairpin in her hand, obviously in a rampage. She wanted to find the person who was very important to her. As a result, Han Fei messed up. Others would change Han Fei and dare not take action, she was not!
"Don't do it too hard!" Zi Nu didn't want to save him anymore, so she turned back to the room to sleep.
Zhang Liang also stood up and said goodbye and went home to sleep. He had a mysterious trust in Han Fei, but now he also felt that Han Fei was a little overthinking about planning Taoism. The Taoist several attempts showed that they were not the kind of practitioners who were rumored to learn from the world and were also very good at doing things.
"Don't slap the face, he relies on his face to make a living." Wei Zhuang reminded, and then left with his sword. The meaning is very clear. Remember to slap the face, he relies on his face to lie!
"Miss Nongyu!" Han Fei looked at the only one left, Nongyu, asking for help.
"The sun is so big today." Nong Yu said and left. I wonder if sleep is the best beauty for a woman, so she missed the night in vain.
Han Fei looked out the window. It was raining now, where did the sun come from!
"Don't worry, they won't hear your screams." Yan Lingji said charmingly, but her cold air even made the flames cold.
Han Fei did not scream at all, because his mouth was sealed, and Yan Lingji was very charming even when he hit someone. As for Han Fei who was beaten, he felt that he would never want to experience it in his life. Because the one who took action was Wushuang Ghost, and the face was rubbed against the ground by Wushuang Ghost. The Reverse Scale Sword Spirit came out, looked at them, and then left.
"He can tolerate it so much? There is no sound at all!" Wei Zhuang looked at the room where Han Fei was, a little surprised. Wushuang ghosts had entered, so why was it so quiet? Don't ask him how he knew Wushuang ghosts had entered, but he was peeking.
Although Zi Nu returned to the room, she knew that Yan Lingji would not kill her, but it was not normal that she did not make any moves.
Nongyu really didn't care. Han Fei's crazy temptation on the brink of death, she really didn't find it strange that one day. Wei Zhuang had endured it many times and couldn't take action. This time she finally met an opponent.
"Don't use everything to calculate. Some things you don't think are important, but they are very important to others." Yan Lingji said coldly, and then let Wushuang Ghost stop.
Han Fei had no idea, his whole body was in pain, he lay on the ground and did not dare to move. He did not hurt his muscles, but this was the most painful, and his muscles were loosened. As for his face, he did not dare to look at it, because Wei Zhuang's reminder, his face was taken care of by special care.
"Do you know, there is an animal called the Iron Eating Beast in Baiyue. Its whole body is black and white, especially its face. Except for its eyes and nose, the other parts are white and very cute, so I decided to let you make a cute Iron Eating Beast." Han Fei remembered that Yan Lingji told him before taking action, it was very charming, but the two punches were also very fast, so fast that they obviously had two punches in succession, but he only felt the pain once.
"Didn't you Zhongyuan say that men will cry if they are bleeding? Let me tell you a secret. Anyone who hits here will cry." Yan Lingji looked at his nose in a circle, Han Fei could not speak, and tears were left by his ruthless self. This time it was really a constant pain.
"There is a saying in Baiyue that dimples are the mark of love left in this life in the previous life. If you lack it, it seems that you didn't love others in the previous life." Han Fei won the prize, and then the speed of the naked eye swollen.
"The one on the left is a little higher, which affects the balance, so you have to go a little more to look better."
"The master said you are the smartest person in Korea, and you also said that you want ninety-nine in the seven kingdoms. Do you know that in Baiyue, such a person needs to be outstanding."
So Han Fei snapped his fingers on his forehead, and he was really in a state of great strength.
"Sorry, my hands trembled and the position was not straight, so I'll just straighten it if it's bigger."
Yan Lingji said every word delicately, and then he was very charming when he started, but his strength was very suitable. So a fresh pig head was born in a few days. Moreover, Yan Lingji controlled it very well. Except for the purple-green panda eyes, the same pink pig head was swollen everywhere. And she really made two dimples and two raised forehead horns for her. Finally, she gave Wushuang Gui the whole body massage.
When Wei Zhuang and the other two saw Han Fei's appearance, they were first surprised and confirmed that they had not recognized the wrong person, but they confirmed it from their clothes, because Han Fei even spoke with a big tongue. Then they felt very funny, with two corners on their head, two purple panda eyes, two dimples, and pink and red skin, which looked particularly funny.
Wei Zhuang said that my character is a cold-faced male god. I can't laugh. Generally, I won't laugh unless I really can't help it. So Wei Zhuang came in and went out again, and bursts of laughter came from outside the house. Then Wei Zhuang came in with a cold face and went out again, and there was another burst of laughter. Three or four times in a row, Wei Zhuang stood in front of the window, holding Jian Yi Yan, and said nothing. He stopped looking at Han Fei, so as not to go out again.
"I'm curious about how she can make dimples." Zi Nu originally thought it might be distressed, but when she saw Han Fei's appearance, she laughed out loud and couldn't hold it back.
"The head is strong!" Wei Zhuang spit out four words. When Han Fei heard these four words, his whole body trembled, and his muscles hurt even more.
"I'm even more curious about what these two purple and black circles mean. And how did this pink skin be produced?" Nong Yu also sat in front of Han Fei and started studying.
Honglian came. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Weizhuang standing by the window. Then she pretended to ask, "Weizhuang, where did you see the ninth brother of this princess?" But she never left Weizhuang at all, and she didn't pay attention to where Han Fei was.
Wei Zhuang held the sword and pointed coldly at Han Fei. He was handsome and handsome, and Wei Zhuang felt that he was self-conscious.
Honglian looked in the direction he pointed, but she didn't see Han Fei, but who is this pig head? The new member of Liusha? She looks so funny.
"Are you a new member of Quicksand?" Honglian trotted over and sat in front of him like Nong Yu, and rubbed his pink dimples with his fingers.
"Five Queli Dog Pot." Han Fei avoided her fingers, then moved a little harder, and his muscles were hurt again.
"What did you say?" Honglian didn't hear what he said clearly, then took a serious look at his clothes before asking carefully: "Why are you wearing Brother Jiu's clothes?"
"He is the Ninth Young Master." Nong Yu answered for him, which could be regarded as stopping Honglian's actions.
Honglian's big eyes were so wide that she couldn't believe that this was her ninth brother. However, how did this pink and tender red work seem to be more red than a baby.
"Brother Jiu, how did this pink and tender red come from?" Honglian asked.
Han Fei said that I don’t have a sister like you, and I’ve been beaten like this. You actually care about how the red and swollen color came from. And what are the eyes of Zi Nu and Nong Yu? They also look very interested. And even though they look pink and tender, Han Fei only thinks it’s very hot, and it feels like it can explode when you touch it.
"You want it too?" Yan Lingji walked in with the spirit fire hairpin.
Honglian, Nongyu and Zi Nu both nodded subconsciously, and then shook their heads quickly. Although they looked very funny, they must have hurt a lot.
"Brother Weizhuang, the Ninth Young Master." Zhang Liang also came and saw Han Fei, but he was not sure that it was Han Fei. He had just disappeared for a day, so why did he become like this? So he couldn't help but look at Yan Lingji, it was still the young lady who could play.
Honglian also knew from Nong Yu that Yan Lingji was taking action, and then a natural enemy-like consciousness burst out, so she wanted to rush forward to ask her for questioning. Why did she use such a heavy hand to Brother Jiu, but she was persuaded to retreat by Yan Lingji's disturbed eyes.
Yan Lingji also looked at her provocatively, what would it be like if the brother and sister formed a pair of iron-eating beasts?
Chapter completed!