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As the first victims, the members of the Situ family were the most indignant. Their first successor was beaten and severely injured. However, Mingguang had already given an explanation at the first time, and they could no longer blame Mingguang.

It's just that Situ Weiyang's injury, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of bed in a few months, so he can only take him back to Nan's house to recuperate temporarily. At the same time, he will recall all of Situ Weiyang's followers who are currently studying, and accompany Situ Weiyang to leave school.

Among them, Situ Enquan's complexion is the most ugly. Li Yifu, who reached an agreement with him, has disappeared, and the charge of treason has fallen on him again. If there is no accident, an extremely dark prospect will be waiting for him in the future.

When the elders of the Situ family and the elders of the Li family met in Mingguang, they couldn't help glaring at each other. They each had their own grievances. Because they were accompanied by Mingguang's staff, they didn't fight with each other in the end, or even said a word.But no one knew that the Situ family and the Li family would become hostile forces from now on.

After the rain, the sun shines on the earth, and the autumn wind blows the water droplets on the road surface, causing circles of ripples.

In a restaurant near the central garden, the most popular topic is naturally the recent torch incident.

The Sacred Fire Society has always had a bad reputation, and the voice that feels happy has naturally become the mainstream of the discussion.

No one thought that several participants in this incident were also sitting around a dining table, and they had just sent Situ Weiyang away.

Situ Weiyang's condition has indeed improved a lot, but his spirit is still lacking, and he looks a bit depressed. Facing Nan Xinghun's solemn thanks, he waved his hand weakly, wanting to say something stupid. But seeing Feng Qinglang who was standing quietly beside her, she couldn't utter the stinky words, she could only scratch her hair weakly, and said with a smile: "I rarely do the right thing, and it's rare to do one. I feel very happy and worth it." gone."

When parting, Master Situ propped himself up from the soft bed in the carriage, and his followers quickly supported him. Master Situ solemnly thanked Feng Qinglang: "Qing Lang, thank you for saving me! Situ Weiyang owes you my life forever!" He really wanted to Thank you with solemn noble etiquette, but because of his body, he only bent his waist a little, and then he was stopped by a heart-piercing cough. The subordinates hurriedly let him lie back on the soft sleeper.

Presumably, Master Situ seldom thanked others, and felt somewhat awkward.

Feng Qinglang looked at Situ's pale face, and smiled, "Situ, you saved yourself!"

In the end, the elders of the Situ family also knew the value of rescuing Situ Weiyang's pill. Su Rong expressed his opinion to Nan Xinghun that the friendship between the Situ family and the Nan family will remain unchanged for thousands of years, and a gift will also be sent to the Nan family headquarters. Express your heart.

Listening to Nan Xinghun's decent response, at that time Feng Qinglang only felt that the sunshine outside the south gate of Mingguang Academy was also extremely irritable. The pill was obviously his, so why did the heavy gift be sent to that fellow Nan Ling in the end?

In any case, the matter finally came to an end.

In the restaurant, the atmosphere at their table was not too enthusiastic. The pianist seemed to have sensed their inner voices, and kept playing the melody that was partial to memories.

After dinner, Feng Ling said to Feng Qinglang: "Well, Qinglang, my grandfather wants to see you, do you have time?"

"En!" Feng Qinglang's heart moved slightly. The matter can be resolved so quickly. Is someone going to do favor settlement?

Behind the central garden auditorium, there is a quaint building group, hidden in the dense tree shade, quiet amidst the noise, and it is also the place with the strictest security forces in the entire Mingguang. This is the residence of the highest-ranking family members of Mingguang.

The building here is in the old style of the central auditorium, and it should also be the wealth left by the previous generation of masters of the Luoyun Mountains.

On the quiet road, there are not many pedestrians. The autumn wind blows across the earth, making the leaves dance and dance, playing the sound of autumn.

Feng Qinglang and Feng Ling walked side by side, like a pair of old friends. They don't necessarily need to talk endlessly, but it doesn't look awkward when they are silent.

Feng Ling enjoyed the tranquility very much, but she still decided to say something. It happened that a yellow leaf fell with the wind. She took it casually, and gently brushed the wrinkles on the leaf with her fingertips, and said softly: "Sunny...know I was assassinated this afternoon, when the dagger tip was about to touch my neck, did something flash through my mind?"

This is a strange question, so Feng Qinglang turned her head a little strangely. The light reflected by the moonlight and the street lamps was not bright, but Feng Ling's beautiful face seemed to glow, as if what she was going to say was A very sacred thing.

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to seriously ask, "Has a certain part of childhood flashed by?"

"No!" Feng Ling shook her head, her voice became softer, "It turned out to be your serious expression when you signed my autograph."

"Do you think it's strange?" She suddenly turned her head and smiled sweetly. The moonlight seemed to dim for an instant, and the shallow dimple seemed to be emitting light.

Feng Qinglang blinked vigorously, he is not slow, even he is very sensitive, when a girl tells you that between life and death, she thought of you and specifically told you, then she must not only want Let me tell you.

Feng Ling turned her head, the dimple was still there, and she didn't expect any answer from Feng Qinglang, and said casually: "By the way, Qinglang, do you have a girlfriend?" As soon as the words came out, her breathing became a little short .

Feng Qinglang's expression darkened slightly, some gray fragments flitted across the heart lake like fleeting shadows, and the circles and ripples that appeared were enough to make him feel dizzy, he quickly suppressed his mind, memories represent the past, represent a whole Gone forever, he calmly said: "No."

He thought for a while, and added: "Master Nan Ling told me that during school, everything should be focused on academics."

Feng Ling automatically ignored the last half of the sentence, a look of joy jumped between her eyebrows, and she deliberately walked half a step faster, looking down, the shadows of the two were just leaning against each other, and she couldn't help but smiled sweetly again.

Feng Qinglang smiled wryly because of it, a little bit of youthfulness, a little bit of regret and helplessness.

In front of an inconspicuous small building, the only decoration is the sycamore tree outside the door, like an elegant old butler standing outside the door, Feng Ling stopped in her tracks: "Well, sunny, this is it!"

The world behind the door is eye-catching. It is a low-key luxury. The blanket under the feet looks inconspicuous, but it is actually made of the fur of high-level monsters, with multiple magic patterns added, which is warm in winter. Effects such as cool summer and mute, and the artistic magic patterns on the wall are a defensive magic array. Feng Qinglang believes that this is enough to make the house resist the full blow of high-level powers.

The paintings of famous artists are dotted in the patterns, which are natural. The largest painting is located on the back wall at the end of the hall.Under the rising sun, the two old men were talking and laughing happily, as if they were talking about something funny, they were laughing, and they didn't particularly care about the arrival of Feng Qinglang and Feng Ling.

One of the old men was Gu Tianxiao whom Feng Qinglang knew. He was still so unkempt, with a messy beard and messy hairstyle. The other old man, who had never seen him before, was full of energy and vitality. He must be the one Feng Ling was talking about. Grandpa.

"Grandpa, he's here when it's sunny!" Coming closer, Feng Ling said softly, her voice was naturally a little sweeter, presumably Feng Ling did not spoil this grandpa less than usual.She naturally stood behind the old man.

The old man smiled kindly and looked at Feng Qinglang with kind eyes, just like looking at his future grandson-in-law. Feng Qinglang felt that the old man must be dazzled.

The old man said: "Are you the sunny that Lingling often mentions?"

Feng Ling's face turned red immediately, and she secretly tugged at the corner of the old man's clothes, as if worried that the old man would say something embarrassing.

Feng Qinglang secretly smiled wryly, and could only bow slightly. Just as she was thinking about how to address her, Gu Tian smiled and said with a big grin: "Boy, he is Mingguang's courtyard, Jiang Shanyin."

Feng Qinglang's heart trembled, and she said solemnly, "Feng Qinglang has met the dean!"

"Don't be cautious! Come, sit down, sit down!" Jiang Shanyin, like a hospitable elder, greeted Qinglang to come forward and sit down.

Feng Qinglang sat down in front of the two of them, and Gu Tian smiled and said, "Boy, you are really tough, comparable to my violent temper when I was young, I admire you!"

Feng Qinglang could only smile wryly, thinking to herself, in fact, I didn't lose my temper that much at the time...