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74. Chapter 74 [Return of Zhen Guohou] 4

Seeing her mother's admiring look on his back, Leng Meiying didn't want to disturb her mother's reminiscing with him, so she went back to the south courtyard by herself.

Leng Meiying had a cold face along the way, with a hint of murderous intent, and the red light between her brows was slightly restrained.

Leng Meiying, who was already a little angry, planned to go back to her room to continue studying the mysteries of Yu Mijie.

When he pushed the door open and entered the house, he saw a flash of white shadow and a strong gust of wind.

Leng Meiying took it with a cold hum, and then she was surprised to find that the thing in her hand was just a cup of warm fragrant tea.

Looking at the person in front of me again, he is in white clothes, with a tiger-headed sword hanging on his waist, tapping his fingers lightly, sitting lazily on a square chair, with his legs crossed and a smile on his face, but he looks so cynical, as if everything in the world is.

within his ridicule.

"Just a cup of tea, do you think I can come to you uninvited?"

Leng looked at the handsome man in front of him who was so handsome that he had a cynical smile. Leng Meiying's voice was cold and her eyebrows twinkled.

This person was actually the man in white who accidentally saved Leng Meiying among all the masters in the academy that day.

Feng Tianche, who raised his eyebrows slightly with a hint of teasing, looked at Leng Meiying with a smile and nodded lightly.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the most handsome young man in Fengwu Continent, and so is Feng Tianche! Well, little girl, you are not bad, just barely..."

Leng Meiying was slightly stunned.

"What's good?" What on earth is this guy trying to say?

Feng Tianche laughed wildly and said: "Little sister, actually you don't need to thank me too much. I know that I am very handsome, very handsome, and charming in many ways. From eighty-nine to just walking, I will run away.

If you don’t show off my handsome and charming smile, hey, if you really want to thank me, then just reluctantly, just pledge yourself to me..."

Leng Meiying's face changed, and the demonic lotus bloomed on her eyebrows!

Does this man still want to be shameless? Doesn’t he still want face? Does he want to force me to scratch his broken face?

Leng Meiying was so angry that she gritted her teeth and was about to explode, but she saw Feng Tianche's eyes glancing at her breasts and buttocks, and shook her head, with disappointment evident in her expression.

"Although, there is no place for you, but I can afford to wait, hahaha..."

Even if Leng Meiying was the reincarnation of the Seven Buddhas, she couldn't bear his arrogance. With a move of his kung fu and a strike of his palm, a mountain of power surged out and hit Feng Tianche's face, trying to blow away this smug handsome face.

His face was slapped into the shape of a bear's ass.

Feng Tianche cried out, "Oh!", stepped forward, and stood tall. His right hand still lightly tapped the handle of the tiger's head knife, and he slapped it with his left palm leisurely, as if it was flowing like clouds and flowing water, free and easy.

"Oh my, you beat your husband before the relationship is over. This is not recommended..."

"bump!"

Leng Meiying's angry palm was caught firmly by Feng Tianche. The strong wind swept away, but it became invisible!

Leng Meiying only felt a tightness in her chest, and this palm seemed to hit the ocean.

If it had been back then, Leng Meiying would have been able to sweep back this kind of power forcefully, but now she was really depressed. She put all her strength into a palm, but couldn't shake half of the opponent's strength. This situation gave her a hint of the hard work she had done back then.

time of despair.

The wind from Feng Tianche's palm shook slightly, and Leng Meiying was violently knocked back by three points. With a little step of her feet, a square chair had already firmly caught her.

He controlled his power with such proficiency that he was able to control the force of the two people's palms against each other, and the furniture in the room was not damaged at all.

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