Chapter 12: Downhill.

Feng Qin took Lin Zhizhi and talked about a lot of Lin Zhizhi’s shortcomings, and finally stopped to let the little mouth rest while suddenly thinking of the past, and then asked Lin Zhizhi: "Why are you on this mountain? ?"
Lin Zhizhi hesitated for a moment if he wanted to tell him his true identity, but looking at the young man’s longing eyes, coupled with his malice towards the identity of "Lin Zhizhi", he always felt that if he had exposed his identity now. It will hurt the child's care... so he responded with some vagueness: "I'm here to practice swords."
Xiao Zhengtai let out an "Oh", and then sat up straight in his arms, her small face tight: "Then, when you are practicing, can you ask me to see you when you practice? I'm very quiet and won't disturb you. By the way, who are you? Sword Sect disciple?"
Lin Zhizhi wiped his sweat: "Actually, I don't come often..."
"How long have you been here? Why didn't you see you in the first place? Have you met that Lin Zhizhi, he has not bullied you?" However, Feng Qin did not listen to Lin Zhizhi at all and was immersed in his own world. Talking like a machine gun.
Feng Qin was still young and did not yet have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. When Lan Zhen told him that Lin Zhizhi was a bully who bullied his cousin, he naturally didn't doubt anything. But after the bad guy's image had been finalized, I met the real Lin Zhizhi. Because he was so far from his bully image, he wouldn't connect the two people together.
He didn't know what Lin Zhizhi had made up for the picture of the person before he was bullying the negative at the moment. He gritted his teeth tightly and wished that Lin Zhizhi would be right in front of him so that he could see why the Feng Clan's natal fire was so red.
"I haven't met him." Lin Zhizhi carried the red cloak of dough, lifted the struggling Xiao Zhengtai out of her arms, clapped her hands and stood up, "Well, can you go down the mountain by yourself?"
Freed from the boy's embrace, the first lover's Doughzi pursed his mouth unhappily. After jumping a few times, he still wanted to go back... It was a pity that he couldn't catch it because of the opponent's non-cooperation. After hearing Lin Zhizhi's words, Feng Qin shook his head: "You send me."
--give you? Have to listen to you tell me bad things all the way? Goodbye.
Lin Zhizhi resolutely refused: "I have something else to do, go down the mountain by yourself."
Feng Qin still didn't know anything about this young man. He knew that if he left now, he might spend the rest of his life on finding someone. He didn't want to go away pretending to be pitiful. "I still have a little pain in my body, in case I get here. What if half of the accident happened?"
Xiao Dian Baozi's face has white skin, and the flame marks on his eyebrows when he raises his head and speaks.
Lin Zhi could tell whether he was really hurt or fake, and he didn't move at all. To be honest, as a person who passed by, he was like this when he was a child. He was very fond of escaping from cultivation, but most of the time he would be Su Yu. Give it away.
"Then I will find someone to come up the mountain to pick you up."
Fengqin shook his head quickly after hearing this, feeling a little frustrated: "Can't you hold me for a while?"
Lin Zhizhi patted him on the head, messing up Feng Qin's neat hairstyle.
If ordinary people want to do this, Feng Qin will jump up and curse before he gets within two feet. But because it was a young man's hand, instead of feeling uncomfortable, he wanted to touch the other person twice. Touching his head is not enough. It's best... it's best to touch a little more...
Hehehehe, it's getting bigger.
Xiao Dianzi thought of something, her cheeks flushed, and her attitude on top of her head was frozen at [favorite index 90, attitude is like to touch]...
The young Master Lin who was watching quickly withdrew his hand.
What do you want to touch? What's the matter with this kid? When you come out and meet someone, you have a crush and want to touch it. Fortunately, you met yourself. If you are a bad person, you can't be caught and become a furnace.
Lin Zhizhi was a little puzzled, but thought that this was inside Luoxian Sword Sect, probably one of the safest places in the entire Zhonglu Xiuxian Realm, so he dispelled the thought of worry: "Go down the mountain, I have something else."
Regardless of what Feng Qin wants to say, he walked back to the roots of the old tree, took back the purple bamboo sword, and walked slowly into the distance-he was looking for a place to practice his sword before. The dazzling fire in the distance flashed away, and at the same time a whimper came and rushed to rescue Feng Qin. Now that Feng Qin is safe and sound, he will go back to continue practicing swords.
However, Lan Zhen actually wanted Feng Qin to trouble him, and even reversed right and wrong—Lin Zhizhi gripped the Zizhu sword tightly.
It seems that the start was too light that day.
Looking at Lin Zhizhi’s leaving back, Feng Qin wanted to go straight to hug his thigh and just hold on, but at the moment when he just wanted to take his leg, he had never been afraid of it, and he actually had a kind of "shyness". mood.
I want to hide my arrogance and maintain my best appearance.
Feng Qin stood there for a while, and carefully recalled what he had done since the first meeting, except that he was a little idiot at the first meeting, and then became chatty again... his performance was still very good! Looking at the boy, his face turned red (?) and stared at him for several times, presumably he had made a good impression on him.
While walking slowly down the mountain with his short legs, he saved the whole process of the boy talking to him with a moving picture gif in his heart, opened the loop mode, and had fun in his heart.
Feng Qin stopped having fun until he met Lan Zhen at the foot of the mountain.
This mountain was separated by a barrier, and Lan Zhen, who had never entered, did not see the movement made by Feng Qin at all. Seeing Feng Qin come down with a happy face, Lan Zhen's heart that was still holding up suddenly relaxes - he must have successfully beaten Lin Zhizhi to vent his breath. Thinking of this, he can't wait to know the tragic situation of Lin Zhizhi's beating - of course, the first sentence must be a compliment to Feng Qin: "Little Brother Feng is worthy of the blood of ancient Qingfeng, and his name is well-deserved."
Feng Qin stared at him with white eyes, and said nothing.
Lan Zhen's heart is gearing up, with hypocritical worry on his face, he tentatively said: "I don't know how Lin Zhizhi is now? Although he is arrogant and domineering, but his heart is not bad, he just went astray for a while... and you don't have to be too ruthless in the future. See you when you look up—"
"I didn't see it." Feng Qin raised his chin and interrupted him, "I'm going back."
Lan Zhen: "..." Then you smiled when you came down?
Feng Qin didn't care about Lan Zhen's reaction and wanted to return to Xumi's illusion, but was stopped by Lan Zhen.
In the end, Lan Zhen is also a dude with a heart higher than the sky. Seeing that he has lowered his posture to such a degree and is ignored by Feng Qin, his anger surged, and he stretched out his arm to block Feng Qin’s path forward. Calm down when he saw the mark on Fengqin's eyebrows.
Due to the slow growth of Demon Xiu, he has just reached adulthood after a hundred years of age. Xiao Dian and Lan Zhen are only five years old, but the difference in height is far. Feng Qin needs to look up at Lan Zhen. , The surrounding air gradually became hot, and a pair of fire wings formed behind him, making him fly to a height where he could overlook the blue shock.
#身高不，這漢會来連#
The corners of Lan Zhen's eyes twitched twice, but on those wings he thought of Feng Qin's origins, his arms dropped to his side, and the question he had wanted to blurt out was also swallowed back. After adjusting his emotions very quickly, he shook the folding fan, lowered the pressure of the fire inside his body, and joked: "The Feng Clan's magical powers are really powerful."
Feng Qin did not eat his set: "What do you want to say?"
Lan Zhen covered half of his face with a folding fan, without mentioning Lin Zhizhi: "Did brother Feng said that he was boring before, why don't you relax with your brother?"
If Feng Qin were to leave like this, wouldn't his previous efforts be wasted? Lin Zhizhi was still alive and kicking there--Lan Zhen thought about it, or should he catch the Fengqin line first, as long as he starts, what will he worry about in the future?
Feng Qin directly rejected his suggestion: "Not interested."
Feng Qin is rushing back to ask his father to find out the identity of the young man. There is no room for other things in his heart.