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Chapter 131 [Fireproof, Theftproof, Girlfriend Protection]

fan mansion.

After drinking a bowl of ginger soup, Ruo Ruo immediately felt warm all over, and the pain didn't feel so bad.

After that, she left the room and went to Fan Zui's courtyard to look for him.

The banana tree grows very well, and you can feel a little cool when walking under it.

It's just that the sweet-scented osmanthus tree looks a little shriveled, as if it doesn't quite adapt to the soil here.

There are many fallen leaves on the ground due to the violent storm last night.

Pushing open the door of the yard, I just saw my brother practicing in the yard, his internal force was running between his hands, and he made a strange circular gesture in front of him.

I saw the fallen leaves on the ground all around being affected by the strong internal force, flying up one after another, and finally formed a continuously rotating ball in mid-air.

Suddenly, a fallen leaf flew up from beside him and was about to enter the vortex, Ruoruo subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the fallen leaf.

I never thought that the moment I clamped the fallen leaf with my two fingers, a strong internal force would come from above, and I would see her flying up.

Moreover, there seemed to be a sharp dagger between the two fingers, and there was a tingling feeling.

She hastily let go and was able to escape.

A fallen leaf is like a sharp flying knife, my brother's martial arts has really reached the peak, there are few rivals in this world.

It's just that I don't know how far it is from the realm of the great master.

After everything calmed down, Ruoruo stepped forward and circled her brother twice.

Then he went over to look at the densely compressed ball of leaves on the ground, and was amazed.

"Brother, you are really powerful. Not only can you hide through walls, but you can also sweep fallen leaves in the autumn wind!"

Fan Zui just smiled and rubbed his sister's head without explaining.

Flash can ignore all obstacles and directly travel through space, which is not as simple as passing through walls.

The so-called autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves is actually a way of his cultivation.

Try to continue to compress the energy of the three rays to the extreme, and look for the fleeting opportunity in it.

Once successful, the power of the explosion will be even higher, and it will be even more terrifying and violent.

Suddenly, a carrier pigeon flew from the sky and landed on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard.

Ruo Ruozheng was amazed at how there were carrier pigeons here, but when he was about to speak, there was no carrier pigeon.

Just now I clearly saw it fall on the osmanthus tree that looked a bit shriveled, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Before he could open his mouth, he saw a masked woman in black standing next to him, with a quiet and elegant fragrance coming from her body.

She held the pigeon in one hand, took off the note tied to the pigeon's leg with the other, and handed it to Fan Zui, whispering softly:

"Young master, good news!"

"Oh, really?" Fan Zui had a faint guess in his heart, and after receiving the secret note, he opened it to check.

On the side, Ruoruo looked at the mysterious black-clothed masked woman beside her, feeling rather surprised.

This is so fast!

My gaze could barely keep up with her steps and figure, what kind of martial arts is this, why have I never heard of it before.

It turns out that there is such a mysterious and powerful helper by my brother's side, which I have never seen before.

What kind of good news did the carrier pigeon bring, so that my brother smiled with joy just after seeing it.

It's been a long time since Ruoruo has seen her brother show such a knowing smile with a sense of accomplishment.

What exactly was written on the note, Ruoruo wisely didn't ask or inquire.

She knew that her brother would definitely tell her what she should know.

If you can't say it, ask yourself, but it will make your brother in a dilemma.

But, who is this mysterious and fragrant woman, brother's personal maid?
Will I go to bed with my brother at night, will I warm his bed?

Hey, Ruoruo, Ruoruo, why do you keep thinking about these abnormal things recently.

"Ruoruo, let's go, brother treats you to a big meal today!"

After Fan Zui burned the secret note in his hand to ashes out of thin air with the power of nuclear radiation, he smiled and walked outside while holding his sister's hand.

Ruo Ruo blushed and let her brother lead him away, but, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly discovered that the mysterious masked woman had disappeared without a trace.

Lin House.

"Wan'er, I heard that there was a fierce fight at Prince Jing's Poetry Fair yesterday. Prince Jing's favorite mandala flower corridor was completely burned down. You also went to the Poetry Fair. Are you not injured?"

Ye Ling'er came to visit Lin Wan'er early in the morning when she heard about this incident, and when she entered the door, she dragged Lin Wan'er to look here and there.

Immediately afterwards, he began to inquire about who were fighting, what level of martial arts was, what kind of martial arts were used, and he was able to turn the power of his palm into flames and burn the entire corridor clean.

When it comes to emotional excitement, he also made a demonstration of the palm movement of splitting the coffin.

The degree of obsession with this best friend Wu Chi made Lin Wan'er feel helpless, so she hurriedly interrupted her, and then said:

"I'm fine, but I was in the kitchen at the time, and I wasn't in the back garden admiring the flowers, so I didn't see who was fighting and what martial arts methods were used."

In the past, Ye Linger, as the best friend who knew Lin Wan'er best, would have caught the loophole in what she just said in an instant.

But now, her attention is not on this, she just said to herself:

"I heard that the one who fought in the backyard of Prince Jing's Mansion yesterday was Fan Zui and one of the eight generals of the Second Prince.

That is a master of the eighth rank, but unexpectedly, he is not the enemy of Fan Zui, the great demon king.

By the way, have you ever seen that Fan Zui, have you ever divorced? "

"Uh... this..." A look of embarrassment flashed across Lin Wan'er's face.

Such an important matter, she actually forgot...

There were very few opportunities for her to go out. She managed to go out once like yesterday, and the most important thing to do when she seized the opportunity was to steal chicken legs.

As for the sudden earth-shattering fighting sounds, the sound of burning flames, thick smoke, and the continuous crashing sound, it didn't affect the silly girl at all, but she squatted under the banyan tree and continued to gnaw her chicken leg beautifully.

Let the doomsday come, let the world fall apart, I will take the chicken leg myself, and nothing will disturb you.

As for who was fighting and why, it was none of her business.

At that time, the chicken legs were eaten too quickly, so I didn't fully taste what it was like after eating it.

Fortunately, the fire did not spread to Lin Wan'er's hiding place.

By the time she finished eating the chicken legs and came out, most of the fire had been extinguished, leaving only a mess and billowing black smoke.

As for Fan Zui, she made it clear that she definitely hadn't seen him.

However, at that time, seeing the countless black smoke spreading around and the noisy scene of busy fire fighting, standing under the banyan tree with a silly girl who hadn't had time to wipe off the oil on her hands and mouth, a series of question marks crossed her heart.

Where am I, what happened just now, why did I steal the time to eat a chicken leg, the mandala flower corridor has been burned up.

She clearly remembered that when she passed by here just now, everything was quiet and peaceful.

The fragrance of flowers permeates the air.

Why did it turn into a sea of ​​flames in the blink of an eye? No, the sea of ​​flames is gone.

There was only a mess of black smoke billowing.

Cough!

After listening to Lin Wan'er's brief narration at Prince Jing's Poetry Meeting yesterday, Ye Ling'er could almost imagine the bewildering scene at that time, so she kept coughing.

Really, she can't accept it even if she wants to.

For my best friend, having a chicken leg in my hand means having the whole world, right?

Then what if one day in the future, I was caught by that lustful bastard who was rumored to be doing something in this silly girlfriend's room, and then I just needed to throw a few chicken legs to the silly girlfriend, wouldn't everything be invisible? ...

(End of this chapter)