Chapter 437: The Portrait in Wang Er Gou's Hand
In the woods on the hillside at the entrance of the valley.
Looking at the Song family members continuing on their way.
Ye Fei said happily: "We have found one!"
"Thirteen, you're awesome!" Feng Qingyao stood beside Ye Fei, hooked her arm around his, and looked at him with a smile: "I've already received two hundred and fifty of the one thousand spirit stones I bet!"
"You look like an idiot!" Ye Fei curled his lips at Feng Qingyao.
"You..." Feng Qingyao pinched a small piece of flesh on Ye Fei's waist: "Come on, say it again, I didn't hear it clearly just now!"
"Ouch..." Ye Fei grimaced in pain: "I mean, you are so good-looking, you deserve to win the money!"
"Hehe, that's more like it!" Feng Qingyao laughed happily, and hooked Ye Fei's arm again, and pressed her whole body against Ye Fei. She smiled sweetly and said, "Since I'm so beautiful, then marry me."
quiet!
At this moment, the scene suddenly became deathly silent.
It was as if the air around him suddenly stopped flowing.
At this moment, not only Feng Qingyao was looking at Ye Fei expectantly, waiting for his answer, but also Wang Ergou, Ding Dashan and Jin Shuangcheng.
What's worse, even Zheng Dao was raising his head and staring at Ye Fei with wide eyes, as if even it was curious about how Ye Fei would respond.
"Okay!" Ye Fei suddenly smiled.
"Really?" Feng Qingyao was so excited that she immediately turned to look at Wang Ergou and said proudly: "Old man, see, someone is finally willing to marry me. Humph, he always said that I couldn't get married, and that Thirteen didn't dare to marry me. Did you hear it just now? He agreed to marry me, hehe, slurp slurp..." After Feng Qingyao finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue and made a "slurp slurp" sound.
Seeing Feng Qingyao so happy, Ye Fei suddenly couldn't bear to say the following words.
Originally, he wanted to say "Okay", and then add "But you have to queue", but at this moment, seeing Feng Qingyao pretending to be cool in front of Wang Ergou, he couldn't bear to pour cold water on her.
After all, getting in the way of someone showing off is like killing their parents.
This is not allowed.
Let's wait until she finishes installing it.
No!
I can't wait until she finishes pretending. Xiao Yanran has already said that Li Ruoling is still waiting for me. If she is really still waiting for me and my senior sister takes it seriously, then I will be in trouble.
So, Ye Fei hurriedly used voice transmission to say to Feng Qingyao: "But you have to queue up!"
As long as she doesn't say it in front of everyone, she shouldn't feel embarrassed, right?
However, what Ye Fei never expected was that Feng Qingyao suddenly grabbed Ye Fei's collar when she heard what Ye Fei said: "What did you say? But we have to queue? What queue?"
“Hahahaha…” Wang Ergou burst into laughter: “Even if someone marries you, you can only be a mistress, haha… why are you showing off!”
"Ye Shisan, explain it to me clearly!" Feng Qingyao said coldly: "Why do you want me to queue up!"
"This... Li Ruoling and I are already engaged!" Ye Fei said with a bitter face.
"Hehe..." Feng Qingyao said with disdain: "Engagement? You haven't been back to Wuyuan Star Region for ten years. She must have been married a long time ago. Do you think other women are like me? They waited for you for ten years without changing their minds?"
"Aren't you going to change your mind? No one dares to want you!" Wang Ergou added.
Ye Fei: “…”
Even Ye Fei was shocked.
Tsk tsk...he is such a sharp-tongued guy.
I'm afraid he has never suffered from the beatings of society?
"Poisonous Tongue Ergou" was the nickname Ye Fei gave him behind his back.
He lives up to his reputation.
"Wang Zheng Dao!" Feng Qingyao roared at Wang Ergou word by word: "Believe it or not, I will break off the master-disciple relationship with you right now, and then let Bai Ling beat you up right away!"
“Uh…” Wang Ergou quickly covered his mouth, but after a moment of hesitation, he smiled awkwardly: “Hehe, Xiaosan, it’s just a joke… Don’t take it seriously, don’t take it seriously, Thirteen is also joking with you. He will marry you, don’t worry, if he dares not to marry you, I will help you break his legs.”
"Woof, woof, woof..." At this moment, Zheng Dao suddenly barked a few times in a low voice and turned his head to look down the hill.
Then, it doggy-pawed a few more words on the ground.
Wang Ergou was pleasantly surprised: "Hey, the Yang family is here, Thirteen, get to work!"
Wang Ergou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the Yang family arrived, otherwise if this little girl got angry, it would have been difficult to resolve.
He knew very well that although his female disciple could joke around casually at other times, once she was really angered, she could do anything.
Of course, what she feared most was her giant python, Bai Ling.
Bai Ling was not actually from the Thousand Immortals Sect. Instead, she was given to the Thousand Immortals Sect by the Feng family to serve as the sect's guardian spirit beast after Wang Ergou agreed to accept Feng Qingyao as his disciple.
This was also the key point that Wang Ergou considered when he accepted Feng Qingyao as his disciple.
He accepted a disciple, and the Feng family gave him the Thousand Immortals Sect's guardian spirit beast.
This is a relative condition.
Bai Ling's fighting ability is extraordinary. Once, Wang Ergou took him to fight a high-level earth-level monster, and Bai Ling strangled it to death without any effort.
It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Ergou has not yet figured out Bai Ling’s true strength.
Of course, with Wang Ergou's strength, if he really faced Bai Ling, if it was a life-and-death battle, Wang Ergou could easily win, after all, he could kill her. But if it was a fight, Wang Ergou felt that he could be beaten to a pulp.
"Senior Sister, don't be angry. I, I'm going to rob the elixir." Ye Fei looked at Feng Qingyao who was still hugging his arm and was angry.
Looking at her expression, she seemed to be about to cry out of anger.
"Get out!" Feng Qingyao finally let go of Ye Fei's arm.
She turned around and walked into the woods on the side.
"Oh..." Ye Fei sighed lightly, turned around and strode down the mountain.
After Ye Fei left, Ding Dashan glanced at the direction Feng Qingyao had just left and said, "Master, I'll go and comfort Senior Sister!"
"You need to coax her!" Wang Ergou said with disdain, "If anyone needs to coax her, I should do it. Can you coax her? When she gets stubborn, even her father, mother, grandfather, great grandfather and so on are helpless against her."
After Wang Ergou finished speaking, he walked towards the direction Feng Qingyao had just left, shook his head and sighed, muttering to himself: "It seems that I can't do anything with her..."
He walked a few dozen meters into the woods and came to Feng Qingyao, who was sitting under a tree sulking.
"Oh, are you really angry? And you're crying..." Wang Ergou sat cross-legged in front of Feng Qingyao: "Silly girl, your master was just joking with you. Usually, we master and disciples always joke around like this. Why do you take it so seriously?"
"Who is crying? I wasn't crying! Humph..." Feng Qingyao wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Wang Ergou looked at Feng Qingyao with a distressed look on his face, and suddenly he sighed: "Alas... Since ancient times, love has always been full of regrets, and love is always hurt by ruthlessness! Girl, you should be mentally prepared in advance, and don't fall in love too deeply."
"Master, what do you mean by this?" Feng Qingyao suddenly stared at Wang Ergou with a serious face: "Could it be that you have been hurt by a woman before? And the injury was very serious?"
"Humph... How is that possible!" Wang Ergou curled his lips. "What I said to you just now was to tell you that Thirteen, like me, has a heavy responsibility. Men like us are destined to hurt many women's hearts throughout our lives. Alas, there is nothing we can do. Who made us so outstanding, so handsome and elegant?"
After Wang Ergou said this, he actually tidied up his hair which had been like a mess for a long time.
"Shisan can still be considered handsome and elegant, but as for you, haha..." Feng Qingyao looked at Wang Ergou with disdain: "With your beggar-like appearance, how could you have the nerve to say those words just now! Who gave you the courage, Fish Leong?"
"Who is Fish Leong?" Wang Ergou frowned and said seriously, "I've never heard of her!"
"I don't know him either!" Feng Qingyao pouted: "Thirteen always says that!"
“Haha, Thirteen Thirteen, now I keep mentioning Thirteen…” Wang Ergou curled his lips and said, “I’m not bragging to you, I was much more handsome than Thirteen when I was young. Back then, I was a famous handsome man in our area!”
"Ugh..." Feng Qingyao pretended to dry heave: "Master, please, if you know how to comfort people, please comfort me a few words. If you don't know how to comfort people, please don't disgust me anymore, ugh..."
"You don't believe it?" Wang Ergou curled his lips and said, "Wait a minute, I'll look for it. I have a portrait of me when I was young. It was painted by your master's wife herself. He gave it to me."
After Wang Ergou finished speaking, he invaded a soul force into his storage ring.
I saw him rummaging in the storage ring for a long time and finally found a scroll.
Wang Ergou handed the scroll to Feng Qingyao, looking very proud: "Here! Take a good look, hum..."
"Is it true?" Feng Qingyao curled her lips, picked up the scroll and spread it on the ground.
However, just after the scroll was spread out, Feng Qingyao saw the portrait in the painting and immediately covered her mouth and burst into laughter: "Pfft..."
It was because the person in the portrait was a young man with pockmarks all over his face.
"Master, this, this is you back then?" Feng Qingyao's pretty face turned red.
If she hadn't known that the Yang family had already arrived in Wolong Valley, her laughter would have resounded through the heavens and the earth.
"Oh, I made a mistake, this is not mine..." Wang Ergou was stunned for a moment: "I'll look for it again, you help me roll it up!"
"Not you?" Feng Qingyao curled her lips and stared at the young man with pockmarks on his face in the portrait.
However, when she took a closer look, she suddenly trembled as if struck by lightning, and was instantly petrified: "This, this... Master, isn't this the old Thirteen? How do you have a portrait of Thirteen before?"