Chapter 642: Real Man Brother Lan
In the afternoon, it started to rain in Hexing City.
If it snowed, there might be more pedestrians on the street, but the cold rain in such a deep winter really dissuades most people who originally planned to go out.
Therefore, even though it was broad daylight, the streets were very empty. There was only the sound of raindrops hitting the brick doors and windows.
In this bone-chilling winter rain, there was an extremely beautiful female Taoist priest walking slowly forward.
The wind and rain were not able to penetrate even an inch of her body. Her black hair flying in the wind was soft and dry, her robe was not even stained with moisture, and her steps were extremely graceful and gentle.
It’s just that such an extremely beautiful and graceful Taoist woman had a cold and cruel smile on her face.
"You are here...to attack Lan Jingsong? To threaten me?"
Master Baihe sneered: "What a stupid move, in the hands of a poor Taoist, even you I put dozens of restraints on him and hundreds of curses, but it was just..."
While he was talking, the small door of a shop disguised as a stronghold in Qianfang Baixiao Tower suddenly opened.
Immediately, Lan Jingsong's face poked out of it.
Master Baihe: "?"
"Master Baihe!" A not-so-surprising smile appeared on Lan Jingsong's face: "You are really here, please come in quickly."
"Wait..."
Shirakawa was a little confused: "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Lan Jingsong smiled slightly: "Junior knows what you are worried about... Please come in and speak slowly."
After that, he took the initiative to fully open the door and made an invitation posture.
Master Baihe looked at him suspiciously, his perception reaching its limit.
She immediately inspected Lan Jingsong in front of her.
But with just one glance, she was able to confirm that he had not been betrayed, that he was not disguised by someone, that he was not under any strange witchcraft, or that he was controlled by a magic weapon. He was completely clear. , a normal free man.
Exploring deeper, we found that the people in the courtyard did have some unrecovered injuries on their bodies. The injuries were not serious. Master Baihe knew at a glance that they were injured by Zixiao Jiuyin Kung Fu, but he was the one who made the move. It was obvious that he just wanted them to be unconscious and had no intention of hurting them.
At this time, all the people in the building huddled in a room in the corner of the small courtyard and did not come out.
As for Fu Qingzhou and Qiu Chan... they are indeed there.
They were under the eaves of the backyard, watching the rain dripping from the corners, chatting and talking. Fu Qingzhou was telling the thrilling story of chasing down the magic stick in Bailu Mountain when he was twelve or thirteen years old. I heard Qiu Chan exclaiming in surprise.
Zhen Baihe is really a little confused.
"Real person?"
Lan Jingsong saw that she didn't follow her for a long time, so he turned around and called out: "Is there something wrong?"
"You..." Baihe's real expression looked like Weird, he pondered his words for a long time before asking: "Do you get along well with Fu Qingzhou?"
"Haha."
Lan Jingsong heard the words and smiled generously: "First meeting There was indeed a small misunderstanding at the time, but Fu Xiandi is indeed the strongest among the younger generation in the world. He has outstanding knowledge and is inferior to the younger generation. After a talk, he was deeply impressed by him. ”
Shirakawa: "?"
Not a buddy!
They stole your fiancée! How can you still be "deeply impressed"? !
Is this Fu Qingzhou a succubus? !
Of course she doesn't know what a succubus is, she thinks of things like "spirits" and "inner demons".
However, after a brief period of doubt, Master Baihe's heart was quickly filled with curiosity and competitiveness.
She really wants to know what kind of tricks Fu Qingzhou did this time?
So, she calmed down, put a sneer on her face again, and followed Lan Jingsong in.
Soon, the two came to the backyard together. When they saw the real person Baihe, Fu Qingzhou didn't panic at all. He stood up with Qiu Chan and saluted.
"Senior Shirakawa."
"Master."
The two of them were courteous, calm and composed. Master Baihe sneered: "I don't know what you did, but this time, there is nothing behind you that can make me afraid!"
After that, she was already leisurely. The whisk started.
But in the next moment, Lan Jingsong suddenly dodged and inserted himself between Baihe Zhenren and Fu Qingzhou. He cupped his fists with both hands and said, "Master, wait a minute!"
Master Baihe was slightly startled.
She stopped and asked suspiciously: "What are you doing?"
"...Master, I have decided to give up this engagement." Lan Jingsong said solemnly: "... Since Qiu Chan is no longer engaged, it is no longer a violation of the master's order, and Fu Xiandi will not offend the master. You..."
Before he could finish his words, Master Bai He interrupted him inexplicably. : "What did you say? Give up the engagement?!"
Lan Jingsong smiled calmly: "Exactly."
"What kind of ecstasy soup did Fu Qingzhou pour into you?!"
Zhenren Baihe asked while casting his gaze behind Lan Jingsong... Fu Qingzhou and Qiu Chan were looking at him with innocent faces.
"You are serious." Lan Jingsong said: "Fu Xiandi didn't give me the ecstasy soup, he just..."
As he said that, he turned back to look at Fu Qingzhou, his eyes full of reverence. And gratitude: "He just taught me how to be a real man!"
Shirakawa: "?"
"A real man should let feelings take their own course."
Lan Jingsong turned his head, faced Master Baihe with a smile and said: "When the opportunity comes, seize it with all your strength; but if she doesn't like it, Me, why do I have to work so hard and search so hard?”
“Licking, licking a dog?” Bai He’s eyes turned into circles: “That’s right. What kind of dog?"
"Haha, you don't have to worry about it, real person, it's not important."
Lan Jingsong said: "In short, I have given up the engagement, whether it is the elders in the family or the teacher in the building. No matter what, it’s all up to me. If Zi Qi Xian Feng Guan has any grievances, I will bear them all.”
Baihe's pupils shrank.
"Okay!"
Fu Qingzhou, who had been silent until now, finally reached out his hand and gave a thumbs up: "Brother Lan! You are indeed a real man! Responsible!"
< br>Lan Jingsong's waist straightened slightly.
Fu Qingzhou winked at Qiu Chan, she woke up from a dream and said "Wow": "Qingzhou, I didn't expect that Brother Lan is just like you said, he is a man who is upright and upright! ”
Lan Jingsong's waist was as straight as a flagpole, and his eyes became moist without realizing it.
Since childhood, he has been praised countless times, many people call him brother, and many women have thrown themselves at him.
But as he grew older, he gradually realized that these were all fake.
When they approached him, what they saw in their eyes was not Lan Jingsong, but the huge family behind him, Qianfang Baixiao Tower. He may not be Lan Jingsong, but he must be a direct descendant of the Lan family. He is a direct disciple of Qianfang Baixiaolou!
Even this engagement was based on his background, not the person!
Only now.
Only now!
Someone because of his bravery, his integrity, and his responsibility! Praise him for being a real man!
One of them is the woman he once loved!
Although I have decided to give up on her, how can I let go of the years of love and longing for her?
At least at this moment, she sincerely praised me...
"No, Lan Jingsong, there is something wrong with you?" Baihe couldn't hold back and cursed: "Do you know that you said that? How irresponsible is it to break a contract?"
"I know."
Lan Jingsong wiped the moisture from the corner of his eyes and said calmly: "Junior said that all this will be done by him. I will shoulder the responsibility... Please stop holding Fu Xiandi and Miss Qiu accountable."
"The cause of all this is the junior's immaturity and lack of interest, so let's end it here. , Senior, if you want to kill or cut into pieces, please do it.”
After saying that, he bowed deeply to Master Baihe!
(End of this chapter)