Transmigration Dimensions: The Master Cultivator Young Miss

"..." Hua Shu's face flushed, and he wanted to say something, but for a while, he was out of words.

"Not serious." After a while, she finally blushed and suffocated a word.

"Hahaha..." Seeing her shy appearance, Feng Ming was in a good mood and couldn't help laughing.

Hua Shu gave him an angry look, and walked forward, with some annoyance: "It's getting late, I'm going back."

"Okay, let's go back." Feng Ming stepped forward quickly, holding her hand, and accompany her with a smile.

Hua Shu looked back at him, touched the smile on his face and the deep affection in his eyes, and the anger in his heart suddenly turned into tenderness, and he smiled unconsciously.

Forget it, anyway, he just deliberately teased her with a bitter heart. Since there is nothing to do with him, then let him go!

The two of them held hands and walked together sweetly, as if they had forgotten what had just happened, but in the small courtyard of an inn somewhere in Linghua City, at this moment, there is a rush of rain. Suppress the breath.

No one else lived in this small courtyard. It was the third historian who came to the banquet on behalf of the historian, and the accompanying children of the historian.

"Bump!" The third elder slapped the table and said angrily: "What a Feng Ming, he didn't care about my historian's face, and killed my historian's children. The child is arrogant! It is disgusting!

The third elder of the historian family is one of the several powerful elders in the family, but he is indispensable for all important decisions, and this person has always been strict, and he is quite prestigious among the children of the family. Therefore, when he gets angry, all the children around him dare not dare. They stepped forward, and hid as soon as they could.

Usually when he is in a good mood, these children who are a little closer to him can relax and say a few innocent words, but now seeing him get angry, they dare to step forward to touch his mold one by one. They all shrank to one side as quiet as a chicken, hoping that his anger would not spread to them.

However, things are often like this, the less you don't want something to happen, it just happens.

"What to hide? I can still eat you? Look at your unpromising appearance, how can you compare with Feng Ming of the Feng family?" Elder Shi San saw the timid look of his family's younger brother. , Suddenly became out of breath.

"We didn't want to compare with Feng Ming..." The disciple hiding in the corner whispered.

"What are you talking about?" Who is Elder Shi San, how could he not hear him, and he stared at the disciple in anger.

The disciple was taken aback, and his neck shrank subconsciously and he hid in the corner. However, his actions angered Elder Shi San even more.

"Shi Yunlei, come out for me, tell me something, what did you just say!"

The kid in the corner who was called Shi Yunlei looked at the angry appearance of the elder Shi San, and suddenly felt frightened. He really wanted to find a hole to get in and hide.

However, he hadn't violated the courage of the three elders, so he had no choice but to stand up and bow down honestly to admit his mistake.

"The disciple knows that he is wrong, please forgive the third elders." He lowered his eyebrows and looked at him with a very sincere attitude.

Elder Shi San looked at him quietly for a while, then glanced at the other children, and suddenly felt a bit dull, and he had no thoughts of investigating.

He waved his hand helplessly, and sighed softly, "Oh...I know what you are thinking, but I just feel that we old guys always talk about Feng Ming and compare you with Feng Ming. , I only saw where you were inferior to Fengming, and ignored your own efforts, right?"