Rebirth school grass is a girl

Chapter 973 Vinegar jar, Young Master Ye
"Brother Ye, don't you want to beat me up?" Xing Wu blinked, and said awkwardly to Ye Feng's eyes that were shining with anger.

"No!" Ye Feng hooked the corners of his lips, squinted his eyes slightly, but secretly said in his heart: I just won't let you get out of bed, you liar little star.

Then, Xing Wu gave a rough explanation, and Ye Feng understood.

In short, the current Xingwu is a powerful cultivator with a wealth of cultivation experience. Even if he starts all over again, he can rise up easily and be majestic.

Ye Feng felt ashamed again when he thought that he regarded Xiao Xingxing as a weakling. This guy was probably stronger than himself at that time.

Oh no!

He must keep little Xingxing from getting out of bed for three days, otherwise he would not be able to balance the shame in his heart.

"Brother Ye, are you alright?" Seeing Ye Feng's face twitching unconsciously, Xing Wu asked worriedly, "Did you absorb the blood of a real dragon, making you uncomfortable?"

Ye Feng shook his head, calmed down, and pointed to the portrait hanging on the wall. "Actually, what I am most concerned about are these portraits, and Mo Xuan. What is your relationship with him?"

Xing Wu was slightly taken aback, looking at the portrait on the wall with a confused face. "He and I are considered ordinary friends. We used to practice together."

"Cultivated? How do you practice?" Ye Feng's pupils shrank, and his heart became inexplicably nervous.

Xing Wu frowned, gave Ye Feng a supercilious look, and said angrily, "Brother Ye, don't be too imaginative! He and I are just practicing in an ordinary way, each doing his own thing."

"No, like you and me..."

Xing Wu's pupils shrank, and suddenly punched Ye Feng, hitting Ye Feng's chest, causing him to fly upside down and hit the wall heavily.

Little Xingxing is angry?

Ye Feng stood up from the ground, panicked for no reason, could it be that what he said just now made her unhappy?

"Brother Ye!" Xing Wu stared at Ye Feng with deep eyes. "I can tell you frankly that you are my first man, and also the first man who has double cultivated with me. Please cover your jealous jar, or... I will beat you to death."

Hearing this, although the chest was a little stuffy, but the heart suddenly felt comfortable.

Ye Feng had absorbed the blood of the real dragon, and his body was strong. Even if Xing Wu's punch was strong, it wouldn't really hurt him.

As an outsider, Chou Chou sees things more clearly.

Brother Ye was jealous.

Be jealous of a man named Mo Xuan.

Then, Sister Wu told Brother Ye with her fist that they were innocent.

Ye Feng walked back with an embarrassed expression on his face. "I'm just curious, how can an ordinary friend draw so many portraits of you?"

Xing Wu rolled her eyes again, and said calmly: "I can only control myself. I can't control what other people think."

Hearing what she said, Ye Feng felt a lot better.

He glanced at these portraits, gritted his teeth, and raised his hand, a wave of dragon flames flung out, burning all these portraits.

Xing Wu's heart tightened, but she finally held back and sighed faintly.

Brother Ye, these portraits are authentic works from ten thousand years ago, if they are put up for auction, they will be all money.

However, if you want to be willful, I can't help it.

After all the portraits were burned, Xing Wu's eyes lit up, and her eyes fell on a small thing.

When she saw this little thing clearly, her eyes shone like gold. If the treasures she found just now were priceless, then this little thing would be priceless.

No matter how many treasures are given to her, she is absolutely unwilling to exchange this little thing.

(End of this chapter)