Li Mengjie said depressedly: "It's not Zhang Qing. You're not here during this period. He calls me every day to ask me out. Do you think I'm annoyed or not?" Leng Xuan smiled mischievously and said: "This just shows that our Miss Li is very charming.
Ah." Li Mengjie pouted: "I don't need him to appreciate my charm. Although he had a good relationship with me when he was a child, we are just friends and I have no interest in further development with him."
Leng Xuan grinned and said: "That is, if you are with an outstanding man like me every day, how can other men take notice of you?" Li Mengjie heard this and chuckled: "Bodyguard Leng, I just found out that you
He is also a narcissistic person." Ling Xuejiu could not help but chuckle.
After dinner, Leng Xuan chatted with the two girls in the living room for a while, then got up and went to Feng Lie's bedroom. He knocked gently on the door, then opened the door and walked in. At this time, Feng Lie was sitting cross-legged.
On the bed, he was playing with an exquisite wooden box in his hand. Leng Xuan also recognized the wooden box. It was a treasure obtained from the tomb of Emperor Minghua. Feng Lie put it on the wooden box and asked, "Do you have anything to do with me?" Leng Xuan nodded.
He said: "Senior, when we went to Shui's house a few days ago, Uncle Shui gave me something. I wonder if you know about it." As he said that, he took out the spiritual painting from his arms and handed it to Feng Feng.
In front of Lie, Feng Lie looked at the painting carefully for a while, and said with a slightly surprised look on his face: "Is this a spiritual painting?" Leng Xuan's eyes lit up and he asked: "Senior, do you know this?
thing?"
Feng Lie nodded slowly and said: "The Spiritual Painting is a treasure from the ancient cultivation period. It is said that it was painted by a cultivator who was about to pass the tribulation. It contains the lifelong efforts of that cultivator. Even so,
But no one knows what is in this theosophical painting. At that time, theosophical paintings also caused a craze in the ancient cultivation period. In order to understand this painting, the ancient cultivation world even held a special cultivation conference.
Invite cultivators from all over the world to study together. However, after spending so many cultivators' efforts, no one has understood the secrets inside. Therefore, this spiritual painting has been gradually forgotten by people and has become a precious and useless treasure.
Unexpectedly, this theosophical painting has been circulated to this day." Leng Xuan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard this. He thought Feng Lie could help decipher the secret of the theosophical painting. Feng Lie said: "Boy, as the saying goes, I got it.
Fortunately, I lost my life. This kind of treasure is all about chance and must not be forced." Leng Xuan nodded and said: "I understand." After saying that, he turned around and exited the room.
After returning home, two days passed in the blink of an eye. Leng Xuan stayed at home almost every day, did not go out, and did not accompany the two girls to school. For some reason, he always felt uneasy in his heart these days. Moreover, with
As time went by, this feeling became stronger and stronger. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, he frowned slightly, as if in deep thought. At this moment, he heard the ringtone of his mobile phone suddenly ringing. He took out his mobile phone and answered the call.
, only to hear Ling Xuejiao say over there: "Leng Xuan, Xiaojie and I are going home late today, don't wait for us." Leng Xuan asked: "What are you going to do?" Ling Xuejiao replied: "
It’s my classmate’s birthday, let’s go over there to get together.” Leng Xuan responded, “Okay, be careful.”