Chapter 1944

1944

Ye Fan sighed annoyedly, he didn't want to say anything to these guys, since they couldn't do anything in the academy anyway, so he just buried himself in the book, whatever they said.

Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment, did not expect Ye Fan to ignore him?

"Bang!" Zhou Qi slapped his palm on the table and said angrily, "Ye Fan! You're looking for death!? Do you think I'll have nothing to do with you if you hide here?

Are you going to force me to take out the jade talisman, the last time you were in the arena, you were the one to be honest? "

Ye Fan stroked his forehead, thinking how about finding a place where no one is around and killing these annoying guys?

Just as I was thinking about it, I noticed someone coming from behind...

"Running to the library to take pictures of the table, do you have any objections to me, the manager?"

Feng Qinglan stood there in a white loose sweater and black slim trousers. The white sweater made her dark red hair stand out.

His long hair was tied up casually behind his head, his hands were crossed in front of his chest, and his face had the chill of snow-capped mountains and glaciers on his face.

Zhou Qi and the other clan's children were stunned the first time they saw Feng Qinglan, wondering where the charming beauty came from.

But after following for a few seconds, everyone's brains were shocked! I remembered who this woman in the library was!

It's just that Feng Qinglan has hardly been active in these years. While staying in the library, the students gradually ignored the existence of such a legendary king of heaven.

When the time came, Zhou Qi and the others quickly took a few steps back, lowered their heads, their faces pale and trembling.

"See... meet Curator Feng, we... we don't mean that... we just..."

Before Zhou Qi could finish explaining, Feng Qinglan asked directly, "Are you Zhou Jinnian's son?"

Zhou Qi swallowed, "It's... Junior Zhou Qi."

"Does your father know that you have such a big temper? Or, you learned this from your father?" Feng Qinglan said indifferently.

Zhou Qi's face was livid, because his father Zhou Jinnian was self-willed and improperly commanded in the battle of Wulaoguan, which indirectly created Feng Qinglan's fame in the battle of Dragon Blood Queen.

There are many rumors in the outside world that Zhou Jinnian, Lord Taihao, has a grudge against Ye Huangtu and Feng Qinglan.

But in fact, if Feng Qinglan hadn't fought all the way out of the siege, deterred the barbarians, and saved a large number of clans and children of the chosen one...

Zhou Jinnian, the commander, is probably not only punished by being deprived of military power, but really owes Feng Qinglan a favor.

Zhou Qi naturally knew about these past events, so facing Feng Qinglan's question made him extremely ashamed, and he didn't dare to show any temper...

"This junior knows I was wrong, this junior will never dare again...Please forgive me, Master Fengguan..."

"roll."

Feng Qinglan simply uttered a word, and didn't want to listen to his explanation.

Zhou Qi and the others trembled all over, quickly lowered their heads, and took a step back.

Before leaving the library, Zhou Qi and Gao Ling quietly gave Ye Fan a vicious look, obviously unwilling.

Ye Fan didn't take it seriously, if these guys dared to trouble him outside, he wouldn't hold back anymore.

"Thank you", Ye Fan turned his head and said to Feng Qinglan, after all, it saved him some trouble.

Feng Qinglan looked at Ye Fan in surprise, as if he didn't expect that this young man dared to talk to her so calmly.

"You don't need to thank me, it's just my duty," Feng Qinglan said, turning around to walk away.

Ye Fan thought of something, and asked, "Curator Feng, you seem to be good at hiding the pressure of your breath, what method did you use?"

Seeing Feng Qinglan for the first time yesterday, Ye Fan found that he couldn't judge this woman's cultivation.

It's not that Feng Qinglan is too strong to be perceived, but that she is obviously restrained.

Ye Fan can only perceive Feng Qinglan's power through experience and fighting instinct, but he can't figure out the specific level.

Therefore, Ye Fan wanted to ask this woman what method she used to hide her cultivation.

Feng Qinglan froze for a moment, turned around slowly, and said with a bit of hatred for iron and steel: "Even if you hide your cultivation, others will not be afraid of you. If you want to avoid being bullied, you should think about improving your strength , rather than playing tricks."

"Well……"

Ye Fan smiled wryly, knowing that he was misunderstood, thinking that he wanted to escape from reality, but he didn't want to explain too much.

"Okay, then...then just pretend I didn't ask." Ye Fan turned around and continued to read, at worst, he would just look for it later.

After hesitating for a while, Feng Qinglan walked up to Ye Fan, took the pen and paper on the table, and quickly wrote down a few lines of Buddhist scriptures.

"This is our Shenlong Clan's own 'Qianlong Jue', which can hide all the pressure and aura of the cultivation base and blood. You have lost your memory. I will teach you again..."

Ye Fan was overjoyed, it turned out to be a method of the Shenlong clan, and it must be the most suitable for him.

After taking a look at the formula, Ye Fan smiled and said, "Thank you, Curator Feng, you are really kind."

It can be seen that this woman is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, which is not what outsiders imagined. She has so much hatred for the Zhenbeihou Mansion, and she is worthy of being called the Queen of Dragon Blood.

Feng Qinglan looked at Ye Fan with a relaxed and natural smile, and praised her for being a good person, and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

"You... aren't afraid of me?" Feng Qinglan asked.

"Afraid of you? Why?" Ye Fan asked rhetorically. In his opinion, those things back then had nothing to do with him.

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Qinglan looked at Ye Fan with complicated eyes, and shook her head, "That's right... there is nothing to be afraid of, just pretend I didn't ask..."

As the woman said, she turned and went back to the curator's room upstairs.

Ye Fan naturally wouldn't say anything to Feng Qinglan, although she was a strong man and a beautiful woman, it had nothing to do with him.

Ye Fan pondered the Dive into the Dragon Art, and found that it was not difficult. After memorizing it in his mind, he followed this method, and as expected, he hid his cultivation base.

In the curator's room, Feng Qinglan had just brewed a pot of tea when she noticed something, walked outside with a little doubt, and looked at Ye Fan's position below.

Finding that Ye Fan was still sitting there reading a book, Feng Qinglan showed a hint of surprise in his eyes...

Ye Fan didn't know that although Qianlong Jue is not obscure, it is not so fast for ordinary people to master it and use it familiarly.

After reading until the evening, Ye Fan selected a few more books and planned to borrow them to read tomorrow.

What left Ye Fan speechless was that there wasn't even a single staff member in the registration place for borrowing books.

He saw a button next to it, which was used to remind the staff, so he touched it.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qinglan, the curator, came down directly from upstairs? !

"Curator Feng, why is it you?" Ye Fan wondered.

"Otherwise who else?"

Feng Qinglan asked back expressionlessly, then grabbed Ye Fan's medical books and started to register.

Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry, it turned out that there was only one staff member in the entire library! ? This curator is a polished commander! ?

However, if you think about it carefully, there are not many people in this place, let alone people who borrow books, so there is really no need to find too many people.

After borrowing the books and returning to the mansion, the journey was safe and sound.

Running to the back garden of the Hou Mansion, I happened to see Su Qingxue planting flowers there.

Seeing the woman carrying a bucket and walking on the muddy ground with some difficulty, Ye Fan quickly walked over.

"Xiaoxue! I'll get it for you!" Ye Fan took the bucket, saw his wife was dripping with sweat, and said, "Look at you, your head is covered in sweat, what should you do when you catch a cold?"

Su Qingxue's breathing was a little anxious, "Husband is back, are you sweating a lot? Isn't it ugly?"

The woman subconsciously wiped her face and forehead, took some of the mud from her hands and wiped it off.

"Haha..." Ye Fan saw Su Qingxue like this for the first time, and said with a smile, "Now I've become a little cat."

Su Qingxue was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses, hurriedly took out a handkerchief that she carried with her, soaked it in water, and wiped herself.

Seeing that she was in a hurry, Ye Fan simply took the silk handkerchief from the woman's hand.

"Don't move, I'll wipe it for you." Ye Fan held the woman's cheeks with one hand, and gently wiped her face with the other hand.

It was just a normal thing at first, but when the eyes of the two met, they were both stunned for a moment, and a trace of inexplicable emotion spread in their hearts.

"Husband... Why does this concubine always have the illusion that you and I have known each other for a long time..." Su Qingxue murmured.