Chapter 39: There Is No Shortage Of This Little Money! Apologize At The Door!

Seeing the girl's face softened a lot, Yun Fan couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

So many Medicine Pills, just give? ? ?

Feng Qingran didn't answer immediately, but stretched out a slender hand to caress the unremarkable chest, frowning slightly, making a look that was still a little uncomfortable.

If you think about it, you can see that he is pretending, the third level of the spiritual realm, even if Yun Fan is panting like a dog, it will not be his turn to be tired.

With systematic camouflage, even if he uses a little Spirit Power, he won't let others see the clues.

He wasn't just walking just now, he used Spirit Power to force out some sweat, and his own face turned a little red, coupled with his flawless acting skills.

What was revealed was the appearance of an ordinary person who was tired and anxious.

Taking a deep breath, he stared blankly at the bluestone steps on the ground.

Feng Qingran seemed to murmur, "What if I keep all these Medicine Pills? I can't eat them either..."

yes!

Yun Fan was stunned for a moment.

Feng Qingran has lost the Cultivation Base now, how can he still eat it?

The clenched fist clenched tightly, all of this was thanks to him!

Seeing Yun Fan's awkward and regretful expression, Feng Qingran was a little amused.

Of course I can't eat it! Because if he wants to eat, he also eats the second rank Juling Pill and Qingyu Pill~

Although the second rank Medicine Pill given by the predecessor's father is less than the first rank, that's relative. Enough!

Yun Fan exhaled the turbid air and calmed down his mood.

Although this is his mistake, isn't he determined to make up for it?

Thinking of something again, Yun Fan said, "Yes, that's worth a lot of money!"

With his hands on the stone surface, Feng Qingran got up quite 'toughly', facing the sunlight through the trees in the mountains, and said lightly, "I don't lack money."

Mottled shadows fall on the cascading bluestone steps, appearing very lonely (pretend).

Yun Fan's mouth twitched.

Small money?

You tell me that nearly 500 first-rank Medicine Pills are small coins? ? ?

It's just a lot of money to sell all his belongings!

But when he thought about Feng Qingran's family background, Yun Fan understood in a second, and felt a little sour in his heart.

He can be regarded as a Young Master, but compared to Feng Qingran's identity, he is really worthless!

...

"Is this the Immortal Cave of Junior Sister Wan'er?" Feng Qingran looked around at the scene, which was much smaller, but it was better than the exquisite courtyard.

"Yeah." Yun Fan replied, and then glanced at Feng Qingran curiously: "The inner discipline Immortal Cave is built the same? Have you never lived?"

Feng Qingran shook his head and said, "No, I have been living in Holy Maiden Mansion since I came to Qingyuan Sect."

Yun Fan: "..."

Depend on! Evil relationship account. . . .

No longer wanting to talk about such a topic of envy, jealousy and hatred, Yun Fan strode forward and knocked on the door three times.

"Please come in." A clear voice came from inside the room, but it was a little out of breath.

Inside the house, Yun Wan'er was looking towards the door.

As the door was pushed open with a creak, Yun Wan'er's eyes filled with surprise when she saw the person coming.

"Brother Yunfan..." But the voice stopped abruptly before he finished speaking.

Yun Wan'er looked at the Yaozhi girl who entered with Yun Fan, and the smile on her face froze instantly.

Seeing this, Yun Fan was also a little helpless. After all, Wan'er was seriously injured by Feng Qingran, no matter how she said forgiveness, it must be a little uncomfortable in her heart after seeing Feng Qingran.

He was about to explain Feng Qingran's purpose, but before he could speak, the girl behind him had already passed him.

"Junior Sister Wan'er, are you feeling better?"

Feng Qingran stepped forward with a concerned look and held Yun Wan'er's exposed hand.

A little cool, but delicate to the touch.

Feng Qingran thought about it in his heart, superb!

He could obviously feel it, and at the moment of touching it, Yun Wan'er's whole body trembled.

What a good girl, she was so psychologically shadowed by her predecessor.

Feng Qingran sighed secretly.

Yun Wan'er also reacted, and withdrew her hand.

Heart sullen.

Wan'er? Wan'er is also your name? !

When the enemy met, Yun Wan'er could be said to be extremely jealous, but she still had a gentle expression on her face, she nodded softly at Feng Qingran and said, "Thanks to Senior Sister Feng, Wan'er has gotten a lot better, let's go through that. It will take a while to heal."

"Don't worry about Senior Sister Laofeng."

The implication is that you don't need to worry about it, get out of here.

Feng Qingran narrowed his eyes, somewhat amused.

No wonder Yun Fan's son of fortune's heart can be grasped to death, because there are two brushes.

If they were careless, they would have turned their heads long ago.

But well...

He specializes in this kind of patience.

The fingertips of the hand that was holding Yun Wan'er opened slightly outwards, as if to hold back something, and then shrank back weakly, feeling extremely lost.

When Feng Qingran stepped forward, he deliberately turned a lot to the side so that Yun Fan could see.

The pretty face with picturesque brows was full of regret at the moment.

"sorry Sorry..."

Feng Qingran muttered in his mouth, and the bright eyes were full of injuries, and the water mist spread out.

"Junior Sister Wan'er, it's all my fault!"

"You can hit me or scold me, you can take your anger out of me, I just ask you to forgive me!"

The voice reached the most exciting part, with a cry.