mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 670 A Special Way of Chatting

"Let go, let people see what it looks like." Lin Zhiyan said in a panic.

Xiao Feng laughed: "You are the one who insisted on fighting with me, so you are not allowed to fight back?"

While speaking, a hand behind his back moved down, approaching the towering part.

Lin Zhiyan's delicate body shook, and she couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed a piece of flesh from Xiao Feng's waist, and twisted it vigorously.

"what!"

Xiao Feng let out a painful cry, sucked in his breath, and fell off Lin Zhiyan's body.

"You are so cruel?" Xiao Feng said angrily.

Lin Zhiyan hurriedly opened a safe distance, and said with a stern expression: "You forced me to do this."

"Heh!" Xiao Feng smiled angrily, "Okay, since you treat me like this, then don't blame me for being cruel."

As he said that, he rushed over and punched Lin Zhiyan in the abdomen.

Lin Zhiyan snorted, stepped back several steps in succession, her complexion gradually became serious.

"Snapped!"

The long whip made a sonic boom in the air, and Lin Zhiyan backed up while launching an offensive against Xiao Feng.

However, she never dared to do something similar to bringing Xiao Feng in front of her again.

Xiao Feng's face remained unchanged, he predicted the movement trajectory of the whip, and reached out his hand in advance, trying to grab the whip.

This is a very dangerous move, because tossing is not the same as curling, so if you pick it up with your hands, it's easy to tear your skin apart.

Lin Zhiyan didn't dare to bet on whether Xiao Feng could catch it, so she pressed down with the hand holding the long whip, changing the position abruptly.

"Snapped!". . . .

Xiao Feng was hit in the chest, and after taking a few steps back, he stepped on a pit and fell on his back.

"You... so... poisonous!"

After saying three words, Xiao Feng tilted his head and seemed to have passed out.

"The acting skills are too clumsy, even inferior to those who touch porcelain." Lin Zhiyan commented lightly.

Lin Zhiyan would never believe that Xiao Feng was knocked out by herself.

However, Xiao Feng remained motionless for 3 minutes.

Lin Zhiyan frowned, did she really faint?
He is such a face-saving person, would he pretend to be dizzy in order to lure himself over?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, Lin Zhiyan ran over quickly, shaking Xiao Feng's shoulder: "Xiao Feng, Xiao... ah!"

Lin Zhiyan screamed, and was thrown to the ground by Xiao Feng directly, and the positions of the two changed.

"Are you still fighting?" Xiao Feng blinked his eyes, with a hint of complacency after "the plot succeeded" in his smile.

Lin Zhiyan's eyes were like fire, this bastard, actually used his concern for him to deal with him in turn?

Lin Zhiyan struggled desperately, but was restrained tightly by Xiao Feng, unable to stand up no matter what.

Gradually, Lin Zhiyan seemed to give up resistance, biting her pink lips tightly with her white teeth, her face full of dissatisfaction.

"Do you still fight?" Xiao Feng asked again.

Lin Zhiyan closed her eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Do you know what would happen if I raised my knee just now?"

Xiao Feng looked down and found that the knee of the opponent's right leg was aimed at the space between his own legs.

"hiss……". . . . . .

Although he wasn't really hit, Xiao Feng still felt a chill hit the back of his head.

Lin Zhiyan went on to say: "So, next time, don't play this trick again, otherwise you may regret it for the rest of your life."

"You're right." Xiao Feng nodded in agreement, but still didn't intend to get up.

"You don't want to drive anymore, don't blame me for really lifting my knee." Lin Zhiyan glared angrily.

Xiao Feng changed his posture, simply pressed Lin Zhiyan's legs with his upper body, and said, "Get up now, how do you count winning or losing?"

"Then it's a draw." Lin Zhiyan said angrily.

What is this guy pretending to be thinking about winning or losing?

"A draw is not acceptable." Xiao Feng shook his head and refused, "For a master like me to draw with you, it would be too embarrassing to spread the word unless you admit defeat."

"You!" Lin Zhiyan was really angry at this moment, this is not good, that is not good, do you think this is all you have?
Just as he was thinking, he heard Xiao Feng say: "You just said, tell me not to play this trick next time, and I also remind you, don't be controlled by others like this.

For example, on the day Su Yuzhuo left, Bi Quan sent that guy from the Heavenly Remnant Sect, but he made me so sick, he opened his mouth to spit out thick phlegm, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to hit him head-on.

Think about it, if I spit on your face too..."

"Get lost!" Lin Zhiyan exerted her strength suddenly, pushing Xiao Feng up.

At this moment, the sound of applause sounded.

"Clap clap clap!"

Standing under the eaves, Zhao Guoan said with admiration, "It's the first time I've seen you chatting like this. Go ahead and pretend I don't exist."

Lin Zhiyan immediately petrified, wishing she could find a crack in the ground and get in.

Xiao Feng stared at Zhao Guoan and asked, "When did you come out?"

"When you screamed just now, I thought you had found me. Who knew that you only had each other in your eyes, and you treated me like air." Zhao Guoan shrugged and said.

Lin Zhiyan's cheeks became hotter immediately, as red as a ripe apple.

"Did you borrow the money?" Xiao Feng asked.

Zhao Guoan nodded: "If you don't lend it to me, it doesn't mean no one will lend it to me."

"Zhen Jinghan borrowed it from you?"

"Yes, what's the problem?" Zhao Guoan said proudly, "I don't want to lend her money, but she has to. I'm also very distressed."

While talking, he supported the pillar with one hand, his legs were shaking constantly, and he looked very in need of a beating.

"I have a hunch that your master's birthday banquet will definitely be very exciting and sensational." Xiao Feng said firmly.

Zhao Guoan's heart sank: "Why do I always feel that there is something in your words?"

Xiao Feng didn't mean to explain, turned around and walked towards the house.

Lin Zhiyan patted the dirt on her body, and said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, Shi Han took my mobile phone out of the house, otherwise I would have lent it to you."

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Guoan replied absent-mindedly, thinking about the deep meaning in Xiao Feng's words.

……

In Jiangcheng, a manor covering an area of ​​several tens of acres, there are people coming and going, and it looks like a lively scene.

An old man in a red suit greeted those who came with a smile on his face.

The old man looks to be about 80 years old, with a kind face and kind eyes, and his eyes are particularly bright.

Every word and deed has the temperament of a generous elder.

This person is Zhao Guoan's master, Sun Yiyang.

At this moment, seven or eight old men with civilized sticks came, surrounded by people around them.

"Hey, the old brothers are here." Sun Yiyang happily cupped his hands.

The old men all bowed their hands in return, and one of them said: "Old Sun, I just heard that your closed disciple will give you a big gift this time. I don't know if it's true or not?"

(End of this chapter)