C72

I'll see you later.

The man on the roof smiled and stood still. When the leaf was a few centimeters away from his face, he stopped and held the leaf between his fingers.

Leng Fei flew up from the deck chair and grabbed onto the fallen leaves with one hand. Many of the leaves turned into sharp blades as they flew towards the people on the rooftop. The leaves only left behind green shadows in the air.

Those leaves stopped half a meter away from the man. In the next second, those leaves suddenly changed directions and aimed at Leng Feiyu.

"Go." The man parted his lips, and the leaves shot towards Leng Fei like sharp swords.

Leng Fei Shuang knew things were not going well, and kept dodging the leaves in the yard. Leng Fei was extremely angry, it was fine if she barged into her mansion in the middle of the night, but she still attacked her.

Finally, Leng Feishuang managed to avoid those leaves. If it wasn't for the fact that she ran fast, she would have been pierced like a hornet's nest.

Raising his head to look at the patch of white on the roof, he could not see the other party's face clearly. Leng Feishuang gently leapt up and onto the roof. The man seemed to be waiting for Leng Feishuang, who stood there motionlessly.

As they got closer, Leng Feishuang finally saw who it was. His feet slipped and he almost fell to the ground. "Fan Xiang, it's you!" Leng Feishuang cried out in surprise.

Fan Xiang smiled, "I came to see how my fiancée is no good."

Leng Fei looked at Fan Xiang's face with anger, she felt that he was asking for a beating, "Pay attention to your words, who is your fiancée, I have not agreed to that."

Fan Xiang wasn't angry, she slowly walked over to Leng Wufei. If someone were to pay attention at this moment, they would notice that Fan Xiang's feet weren't touching the ceiling, but were instead flying in the air.

Leng Feishuang wanted to retreat, but was unable to do so. He didn't need to think to know who was doing this, as he indifferently looked at Fan Xiang who was walking over.

At this moment, the distance between the two of them was only half a fist's length. Leng Feishuang could clearly see the long eyelashes of the other party, and his heart skipped a beat. What a monster! Leng Feishuang hatefully thought to himself, the heavens are unfair; to let a man look so good.

Suddenly, Fan Xiang's gaze shifted down, and Leng Feishuang followed his gaze. He only saw his gaze fixated on the lotus flower jade pendant at her waist. Reaching out his hand to touch it, that jade pendant flashed with a faint light, but Leng Feishuang didn't notice it.

"I said, you came to my place in the evening and planned to stand here for the whole night." She was very tired.

Fan Xiang smiled, and suddenly leaned close to Leng Fei Dun, "Then tell us, what should we do?"

Leng Fei was still in a daze, she boasted that she had good self-control, but at the moment Fan Xiang approached, she was unable to hold it in, and her face was a little hot.

Leng Fei gritted her teeth. Her legs were truly sore. "Can you let go of me first?"

"As you wish." Fan Xiang flicked his finger, and the restriction on Leng Fei's body was removed.

Leng Fei's legs went soft, and he was about to fall backwards. Behind him was the eaves, cursing under his breath.

Just as Leng Feishuang was about to touch the ground, his waist tightened and he fell into a cold embrace.

Fan Xiang held both Leng Fei and Leng Ning in her embrace, Leng Fei blinked his eyes, but immediately reacted, breaking free from Fan Xiang's embrace and jumping out.

Staring at his empty arms, Fan Xiang's eyes flashed, and immediately put them down, returning his smile to his face as he looked at Leng Feidi.

Leng Fei rubbed her nose. Actually, she had her own plans, "That, you came for something. If there's nothing else, I'll go rest."

"I heard that the Jia Lan Immortal Mountain is recruiting inner disciples. Why don't you sign up?"

Leng Fei frowned as he looked at Fan Xiang, "You are from the Jia Lan Immortal Mountain?"

Fan Xiang was surprised, she didn't expect Leng Fei to ask such a question, "Of course …" "No."

"That's right, and why would I want to go?" Everyone wanted to go, but she might not want to go.

Fan Xiang was surprised again, "I heard that the treatment of becoming an inner disciple is very good, your status is higher than the Emperor, and you can practice lost techniques in this world, and many treasures, are you not interested?" "Moreover, with your current strength, if you meet an expert like me, you can only wait for death, not even having the chance to resist. Don't you want to become a powerhouse standing at the top of this continent?" Fan Xiang bitterly smiled in his heart, he had never said so much to anyone at once.

Leng Feishuang thought for a moment. The lost cultivation technique and the treasures were very tempting to her, but compared to these, what she wanted more was freedom.

Leng Feishuang yawned, "Oh, I'm so sleepy. I need to rest. Go back and forth wherever you go, I won't be entertaining you." With that, he turned to enter the house.

"Fan Xiang Black Thread, this girl is really..." Especially since this was the only word he could think of.

Seeing Leng Fei enter the room and close the door, Fan Xiang forced a smile. This girl was really cautious, her figure flashed, and she disappeared from the yard.

In fact, Leng Feishuang's nerves had tensed up the moment he entered the room, afraid that Fan Xiang would barge in and not be able to sense the presence of other people. Leng Feishuang finally let out a sigh of relief; if Fan Xiang had come, she really wouldn't have been able to do anything about it, but this person's cultivation base could only be described with one word: unfathomable.

Leng Fei was tossing and turning on the bed, thinking about what Fan Xiang had just said. Why did she always feel that he was here to advertise? However, he was right, she was still too weak.