Chapter 640 Lan Jingsong
Lan Jingsong walked out of the shop. Although he was not a handsome young man, he was still a handsome young man.
He looked to be about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a tall and slender figure and straight facial features, but the excitement flashing in his eyes was too intense and quite aggressive.
But the excitement disappeared immediately after seeing Fu Qingzhou and turned into shock and confusion.
"This is..."
Lan Jingsong paused.
"Can you help?" Qiu Chan asked with a trembling voice, her tone full of pleading: "Master, she is so cruel, I, I have no choice, only you can help... "
"Master? Master Baihe?"
Lan Jingsong's face was filled with confusion, but he still maintained the most basic vigilance of a top intelligence worker. He did not move forward. He turned his attention to Fu Qingzhou.
At this time, Fu Qingzhou kept coughing, coughing out pieces of frozen blood. His whole body was stiff and his face was as pale as if he was about to die. Half of his body was pressed on Qiu Chan's shoulders.
"This is..."
It was late at night and the moon was dark. Lan Jingsong didn't recognize who this man was at the first time, but he was not stupid. He immediately understood: "This is, Fu Qingzhou!"
How could he not know that Qiu Chan and Fu Qingzhou have been very close in the past year?
How could he not know that Qiu Chan and this man are... not ordinary?
But many years ago, when he first went to Ziqi Xianfeng Temple, he noticed this young girl.
Although Qiu Chan was only fourteen or fifteen years old that year, much younger than him, her look of looking forward to the flowers immediately struck Lan Jingsong's heart.
At that time, he may not have noticed the playful look in Shirakawa's eyes next to him.
It is also destined that he will become the victim this time...
He may not have done anything wrong, but when he doesn't care about Qiu Chan's wishes and can't wait to agree to the marriage, And when he came to propose marriage with great fanfare, did he really not think that there was another Fu Qingzhou?
In the blink of an eye, Lan Jingsong figured out a lot of things.
His eyes were slightly sharp: "You planned to come to snatch the bride, but were seriously injured by Master Baihe?"
Qiu Chan lowered her head and pursed her lips.
Lan Jingsong's expression became very complicated, and he couldn't help but sneered.
But before he could say anything, Fu Qingzhou raised his head and showed a very humiliating look: "Why, why is it him...I..."
He gritted his teeth, Looking at Qiu Chan: "I don't need...his help..."
As soon as these words came out, Lan Jingsong, who had a complicated expression just now, became energetic!
For a man, what kind of existence is a love rival?
Perhaps everyone has different opinions, but one thing is certain - that is, no man wants to win against his love rival!
From big things like power, wealth, status, ability, to small things like appearance, dressing up, wisdom, and maybe even who looks better when eating... they can all be compared!
However, it is very satisfying to win over a love rival, and it is even more satisfying if it is in front of your sweetheart.
So, is there anything more satisfying than defeating a love rival...?
Yes!
That is, your love rival is asking you for help!
He is powerless, he has nowhere to go, like a dog, he can only wag his tail and beg for mercy from you!
At this time, does it matter who the woman prefers?
Even if her heart is not towards me, so what?
I am the cloud in the high sky, so high that you can’t reach it. I will lightly wave my sleeves and easily settle the things that you can’t settle. She will show me gratitude, guilt, and complicated feelings. The eyes may even give rise to a hint of admiration; and that love rival? Haha, he will always have to lower his head, grit his teeth in humiliation, and live with the life I gave him for the rest of his life!
Lan Jingsong’s face already showed a smile.
“Come in.”
He smiled and said: “It’s just a little thing.”
"No, no need!" Fu Qingzhou covered his chest and said bitterly: "I, let's go..."
"Can you be more mature!"
Qiu Chan yelled at him One sentence: "Do you really want to die!" Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and stopped talking. Qiu Chan turned to Lan Jingsong and smiled helplessly: "Please."
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Lan Jingsong smiled calmly and chicly, and nodded: "It's okay, come in quickly."
After saying that, he even took the initiative to greet him.
So, Fu Qingzhou, who was extremely resistant but unable to struggle due to serious injuries, was forcibly supported by Qiu Chan and walked into the store. Lan Jingsong also closed the door with his own hands, and then extended his hand to Fu Qingzhou .
"I'll do it."
He showed a gentle and warm smile to Qiu Chan: "Don't be tired."
After that, his hands were ready He took Fu Qingzhou and put him on his shoulders.
At this moment, he heard Fu Qingzhou open his mouth and say slowly: "Brother, Nuan Nan is behind the dog."
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Lan Jingsong was startled and did not respond. What does this mean?
The next moment, a force so powerful that he could not imagine came from the back of his neck!
He didn't even have time to think or react before his eyesight went black and his consciousness became blurred.
Looking at Lan Jingsong who fell to the ground with a plop, Fu Qingzhou slowly stood up straight. In a few breaths, the Qi Ran Jue rushing in his body had dispelled the cold air in his meridians.
"His smile just now seemed to be very refreshing, didn't it?"
Qiu Chan complained as she walked forward and curled her lips.
Of course Fu Qingzhou knew what Lan Jingsong was secretly enjoying, otherwise how could he have devised such a damaging move?
But this kid really didn’t make a big mistake, so it’s not like he really did anything to him.
As I said before, a small lesson is enough.
"First bring down all the Qianfang Baixiao Towers in this stronghold." Fu Qingzhou said softly: "You come and I will come?"
"I will come."
Qiu Chan smiled sweetly at him: "Your injury is not fully healed yet, please rest for a while."
Chan'er, who was in love, became so considerate.
Fu Qingzhou was so sweet that his teeth almost fell out.
Qiu Chan turned her head, her true energy was circulating, and a chill was exuding from her body. She opened her legs and walked towards the depths of the store.
At this moment, the young man who was looking after the door came out from behind the door curtain and said, "Master, do you want to help...?!"
He glanced at him Then he saw Lan Jingsong lying on the ground and Qiu Chan walking towards him.
The next moment, before he could open his mouth to shout, the wind from his palm carrying the chill of ice crystals had already passed by. The young man's mind and body froze together, and he fell straight down.
Qiu Chan smiled slightly, opened the curtain and went to the backyard.
Fu Qingzhou squatted down and looked at Lan Jingsong.
"The people of the Lan family are all over the place..."
He narrowed his eyes.
Of course he still remembers that among the Eight Swords of the King, there is a "Sword of Wisdom", which is to be given to an important person in the Lan family, and that important person is the owner of Qianfangbaixiao Building !
"This is to stuff my nephew into the Qianfang Baixiao Tower."
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "It seems that we have to find a way to have both ends... We can't offend them too much, otherwise we would rather Wouldn’t Baimei’s hard work be ruined by me?”
(End of this chapter)