"Eh? Senior brother, that's rare." Lin Rufan fanned herself and said with a smile, "It's rare that you take the initiative to find me."
Xiang Zhihan: "Junior brother, please help me if I have something."
Although his junior brother looks unreliable, he actually still has some abilities.
"What's the matter?" Lin Rufeng rolled her eyes, "Does Senior Brother want to ask me the secret to chasing girls again?"
Xiang Zhihan:. . . "That's not it."
"I want to ask you to help me find someone." Xiang Zhihan said, "I think Wanwan is the daughter of the immortal world. I want to ask you to help me find Wanwan's family."
If he didn't need to stay with Jiang Buwan all day long, he wouldn't have to ask Lin Rufeng.
Lin Rufeng smiled, her eyebrows flattened, and her expression was rare and serious, "Senior brother, are you really tempted? You haven't forgotten that this is all a drill, right?"
"I haven't forgotten." Xiang Zhihan pursed his lips and said stubbornly.
"Then why are you still doing this?" Lin Rufeng said, "When you successfully see through this relationship and you two go separate ways in the future, what do you still care about her?"
"Even if you don't care, wait until the matter is over." Lin Rufeng said, "Aren't you causing trouble for yourself by doing these things now?"
After Xiang Zhihan listened to Lin Rufeng's words quietly, he said calmly, "I know it's acting, but I am willing to act with Wanwan for the rest of my life."
Lin Rufeng:? ? ?
"I still have a long life, just a hundred years, I can afford it."
Lin Rufeng pointed at him angrily and said, "You are really crazy."
Even if he doesn't know Xiang Zhihan's stubbornness, he still knows how scary the word love is. If you want one hundred years, you will still think about the next hundred years.
Xiang Zhihan, Xiang Zhihan, if you still don’t ascend, how many hundred years will you have? Sooner or later you will become a stone statue in the back mountain like your predecessors.
Xiang Zhihan looked at Lin Rufeng's walking back and asked softly, "Junior brother, can you help?"
Lin Rufeng, who was riding the wind, heard Xiang Zhihan's words and almost fell down. He really owed him.
"help!"
Upon hearing this, Xiang Zhihan threw a small paper bag to Lin Rufeng and said, "There is Wanwan's hair in it. You can use this to find it."
Lin Rufeng took the paper bag and disappeared in an instant.
He raised his head and was silent, then turned and walked in the direction of the medicine hall. As soon as he turned a corner, he saw many children surrounding the door of the medicine hall. He took a closer look and found that they were all students of Jiang Buwan's private school.
"Doctor Xiang!" The children quickly spotted Xiang Zhihan's figure, trotted up and surrounded him and asked, "Doctor Xiang, where is our husband?"
"Doctor Xiang, why didn't our husband come today? Is he sick?"
When Xiang Zhihan heard this, his eyes immediately became alert, "Isn't sir not in the school?"
The kids shook their heads and said, "No."
Xiang Zhihan immediately thought of the news brought by Lin Rufeng, and he hurriedly said, "My husband has something to do today. He has a day off. You should go home first."
When the children were most curious, they gathered around Xiang Zhihan and asked, "What's wrong, sir?"
Xiang Zhihan had no time to quarrel with them. After a casual perfunctory sentence, he hurriedly looked for Jiang Buwan.
Leng Yao was an evil creature that he suppressed with his own hands, and he also killed his sister, so Leng Yao had a grudge against him. He might have targeted Jiang Buwan because he saw Jiang Buwan behaving close to him.
As soon as he walked to the door of the school, he found the message left for him by Ling Yao.
This guy used Jiang Buwan as bait to lure him over.
Even though I knew it was a bait. But he still has to go.
At that time, Jiang Buwan, who had been captured by Leng Yao, was sitting on the edge of the cliff blowing the cold wind.
She was now in a mortal body, and after being blown by the cold wind a few times, she started to sneeze.
She was different, Ling Yao also looked at her curiously.
Jiang Buwan:. . . what are you looking? ! Have you ever seen someone sneeze?
Leng Yao has never seen it before. He is an evil creature. People who usually see either evil creatures or monks will not sneeze.
Jiang Buwan sniffed and asked, "Do you have paper?"
Leng Yao:? ? ?
"Aren't you afraid of me?" He spoke very slowly, like a turtle turned into a spirit.
"I'm scared, I'm scared to death." Jiang Buwan said, "Do you have any paper?"
She felt that her nose was about to run down. She couldn't wipe it with clothes.
Leng Yao: Do you think I’m stupid?
"No paper."
. . .
Jiang Buwan sniffed and began to debate whether to wipe it with her sleeves. A green and tender leaf suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
Jiang Buwan raised his head:?
"wipe."
Leng Yao's words are simple and shocking.
Forget it, Jiang Buwan sniffed again, she felt she could still bear it.
The two of them fell into silence again. Jiang Buwan looked at the silent Ling Yao curiously. He looked dumb and stupid. Was he really an evil thing?
She suspected that if he took to the streets, he would be abducted by traffickers.
A strange male voice suddenly came to Jiang Buwan's ears, "Shangxian, the little fairy is the town god of Qingshui Town. I didn't know that the master was coming, so I couldn't greet him immediately. Please forgive me for being rude."
Jiang Buwan raised his eyebrows. What a coincidence that the Qingshui Town City God arrived.
"Shangxian, shall I rescue Shangxian first?"
Now that Jiang Buwan had lost all her spiritual energy and was unable to use the secret sound transmission technique, she could only lower her voice and said, "Don't worry about it."
Leng Yao seemed to hear Jiang Buwan's voice, and slowly raised his head to look at her. Jiang Buwan smiled brightly at him, "The weather is really nice today."
Leng Yao:?
"Shangxian, then I will guard you by your side? If there is danger, I will take action."
Jiang Buwan lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and whispered again, "Follow my instructions."
Lingyao's eyes looked over again.
Jiang Buwan immediately started singing.
Lengyao lowers his head, does he look stupid?
He slowly walked up to Jiang Buwan, looked directly at her with his green eyes, and asked, "Who are you talking to?"
Jiang Buwan blinked, "No one, it's just the two of us, who can I talk to?"
Lingyao lowered his eyes, his long and curly eyelashes leaving a faint shadow under his eyes, making him look like a fragile porcelain doll. Then, he slowly raised his head and looked to the right side of Jiang Buwan.
It was obviously just a piece of air there, but he stubbornly looked at it as if there was something there.
The City God of Qingshui Town broke into a cold sweat. What happened to this evil thing? Why do you seem to be able to see him? It shouldn't be.
Jiang Buwan followed Leng Yao's gaze and looked over. Although he didn't move, Jiang Buwan intuitively felt that he seemed to have discovered something.
How is this possible?
Even the most powerful evil thing is just a product of the lower world. The City God is a serious immortal, how could an evil thing find out about it?
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Xiang Zhihan: I want to play with Wanwan for a hundred years.
A hundred years later.
Xiang Zhihan fell into silence as he looked at Jiang Buwan, who looked as lively as ever.
