Chapter 60

On the busy street, Zifeng walked to the town hall alone. The ink knife behind him became Zifeng's identity symbol. So along the way, all the pedestrians focused on Zifeng, envy, admiration and worship. You will see such a strange scene. All the people in front automatically gave way to the road. For a time, the originally crowded crowd dissipated like spring and snow, and the middle of the whole street was empty, with only one person's footsteps, The sound of stepping on the slate

This section of the road is not very long, but Zifeng is sweating. Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, Zifeng is very dignified, but Zifeng himself knows that his character is destined not to like to be paid attention to. It will make him feel very uncomfortable, just like facing Lin xuanke. If someone else, the other party will certainly think it will be a pleasant thing, but when it comes to Zifeng, everything seems strange and makes Zifeng at a loss.

As soon as he looked up, the road had come to an end, and a magnificent mansion appeared in front of him. Although he was very interested in what he was going to get, at the thought of Lin xuanke, Zifeng fell into the previous dilemma again. He hit his chest with his right fist and told himself: there's nothing to be afraid of. She's nothing to be afraid of. She's just fooling around. Just ignore her and remember to ignore her, It's all right.

After taking a deep breath, Zifeng went to the guard in front of the door. Before he opened his mouth, he was bewildered by the guard.

"Wu Zifeng, why are you here? Do you know I've been waiting here for nearly three days? Really, let me see your knife. I'm also going to fight such a knife. It must be envied by others. Give it to me quickly. "A young man in front of the house ran to Zifeng and said eagerly.

Looking at the tired look on his face, Zifeng didn't know what to say. He took out the ink knife behind him and handed it to him with one hand.

With a bang, the ink knife fell directly to the ground after Zifeng let go. The young man looked like a ghost: "why is it so heavy? You don't have to carry it every day? "

Zifeng smiled, leaned over, picked up the ink knife, let the guard stay there in a daze, and continued to walk towards the house. Zifeng came to the town master's house for the first time, looked around, didn't know where to go, but could only walk in the approximate direction.

In fact, there are many people coming and going. When they see Zifeng, no one comes to stop them. If other people had changed, they would have been kicked out. A hunting conference has completely established the title of the first person of Zifeng's descendants. But he is the strong one in the future, and he is still a master of Fuwen. Identity is more respectful.

Through a long corridor, I saw a pool not far in front. It was clear and quiet, like a sleeping mood. Beside the pond is a gorgeous maple tree with bright maple leaves, which complement each other with bluestone and small pond. Ahead is an attic with gorgeous appearance. It should be here. After walking for a long time, Zifeng thought of it in his heart.

When he came to the door, Zifeng knocked on the door: "younger generation, Wu Zifeng came to visit." Then stand aside and wait.

There was no response for a long time. Zifeng knocked on the door again and increased his strength. "Younger generation Wu Zifeng came to visit."

After waiting for half a ring, there was still no response. Isn't there anyone? Zifeng thought, pushed the door gently with his hand, and Zifeng hesitated. He still decided to go in. After all, he can't always wait outside.

To the eye, it is a landscape and pastoral screen. Zifeng recognized that the painting was the painting of Wu Daozi, the God of painting, but it was not the real work of Wu Daozi. Zifeng once copied Wu Daozi's paintings for some time, which was also fruitful.

Around the screen, yes, yes, it was a soft, fragrant and warm pink bed. There was no one else on the bed. It was Lin xuanke. At this time, Lin xuanke looked at Wu Zifeng with round eyes. After a few seconds, "ah" came out of the town master's house and blew up the whole Qingyun Town, which was even more amazing than the sound of the final collision between his son Feng and Xiao wutrace.

"You, you, what are you doing? Don't, don't come here, or I'll call people. "Lin Xuan clenched the quilt and curled up against the corner of the wall, looking pitiful and incoherent.

"No, no, you misunderstood me. I, I went to the wrong room. I, I came to get my reward." Zifeng explained, and his feet took a step forward unconsciously.

This simple step was magnified infinitely in Lin xuanke's eyes. "Ah" a scream sounded in her ear again.

Zifeng was sweating. But what should I do? If I don't bully others later, how can I explain? Like ants on a hot pot, it seems that Zifeng rushed up with an arrow and covered Lin xuanke's mouth. For a time, the whole world was quiet

"Still calling? If you don't cry, you blink. " Zifeng preached to Lin xuanke, who was covered with his mouth.

Lin xuanke was a little confused in her eyes. For the first time she had such close contact with other boys, an indescribable feeling slowly climbed from her lips to her heart. She seemed to have forgotten what she should do. She didn't come back until Wu Zifeng asked for the second time. She blinked hard.

When Zifeng saw this, he breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly took his hand away. He was afraid that when he took his hand away, he would hear the sound of startling heaven and earth, so the process was pulled for a long, long time.

"What are you two little guys doing?" At this time, Lin xuanxi, Lin Jianling and others stood in front of the door and looked at the two young people in front of them with a smile.

Remembering the conversation last night, Lin xuanxi couldn't help laughing more.

Last night, Lin Jianling asked Lin xuanxi, "father, what do you think of Wu Zifeng?"

"There are countless dragons and phoenixes among people." Lin xuanxi never gave anyone such a high evaluation, but this time, Zifeng was the only one. "If only they were a little older," Lin xuanxi said to himself.

Zifeng 'rubbed' and jumped out of bed. His right hand kept scratching his hair like the wind. He blushed and said, "it's not what you think. I, I just went to the wrong room. I wanted to go to the library. Who knows, we didn't do anything here. It's not what you see. Don't think about it." Zifeng also knew what he was talking about. The more he described it, the darker it became.

Lin xuanke at this time, things were not so complicated, but after Wu Zifeng explained, everything was in disorder. Lin xuanke's cheeks were also crimson, like sunset glow, bright and moving. Finally, she simply hid in the quilt and said nothing. Let Wu Zifeng talk about it.

But Wu Zifeng said it clearly and wanted Lin Xuan to help explain it. However, Lin Xuan didn't care. Didn't she bully people? Zifeng's tears were about to fall down.

Finally, Lin xuanxi solved the siege and asked Zifeng, "are you here to get the reward of hunting Dabi?"

The son breeze ordered to nod, and uncertain added a question: "you won't blame me?"

This question directly made the audience laugh, which had just been swallowed, and directly sprayed out. Lin Xuan could sleep directly in bed, and Lin xuanxi also gave a hearty laugh“ I can't stay with you anymore. Wait a minute, gorgeous, and then come to the library to find me. "

Zifeng nodded and looked at Lin xuanxi and his party leaving with a smile. They were still muttering. Shouldn't they blame me?