Cold-blooded and proud concubine: the pure-hearted emperor chases the evil wife

Chapter 82
"I don't remember." Lin Yuan blinked and said innocently.

Feng Xiaoxun's footsteps paused for a moment, and with a sentence he didn't remember, he extinguished his enthusiasm.

"Master, maybe, if you show your hands, I might remember something." Lin Yuan's mouth turned up slightly.

"Really?" Feng Xiaoxun smiled wryly, it seems that today he is destined to be a showman for a while.

I hope not to be known by the people in Fengyun Pavilion, otherwise my tall and indifferent image will suddenly collapse like a mountain, and I have no prestige at all.

"Could it be that master doesn't believe me?" Lin Yuan murmured calmly.

Can you say you don't believe it?It seemed that it didn't work, so he didn't know why he saw the calmness and plainness in this small child, which aroused his curiosity more.

"Believe it, believe it." Feng Xiaoxun coughed lightly twice.

"Master, hurry up, Brother Yuaner and I are waiting to see?" Bai Zhenqi saw it, and Feng Xiaoxun shouted urgently with a coy look.

Bai Zhenqi's words made Feng Xiaoxun want to rush up and spank his little ass. If you don't help, don't say it, and you are still here in the tone of selling your teacher and begging for glory.

Lin Yuan stared at Feng Xiaoxun.

1 minute passed, and there was no performance by Feng Xiaoxun. 2 minutes passed, still did not see the wind Xiao Xun began to warm up the show.

Lin Yuan didn't even look at Feng Xiaoxun, and said directly to Bai Zhenqi, "Brother Qi, let's go, let Godfather find you another martial artist, it seems that he is a scammer who doesn't know martial arts , Let the servants in the mansion beat him out, throw him 50 taels, tell him not to lie to others in the future, and be an honest and good boy."

Lin Yuan's words have other thoughts and meanings.

Feng Xiaoxun's complexion was always dark, and every time Lin Yuan said a word, his complexion became darker, and he was close to anger after speaking, but he restrained himself.

Don't get angry, don't get angry, don't behave like a child.Not familiar with children.

Feng Xiaoxun kept repeating these two sentences silently in his heart, and it took him a long time to hold back.

He didn't know how long he hadn't been angry, but Lin Yuan's few words made him almost break the attack.

"Yuan, master should have martial arts. Although he taught me zama step, master said that this is the basic skill. After I practice well, master will teach me martial arts." Bai Zhenqi explained to Lin Yuan.

Feng Xiaoxun was relieved now, and his mood improved, and finally his anger was suppressed.

"Really?" Lin Yuan was full of disbelief.

"Yes." Bai Zhenqi nodded heavily, then glanced at Feng Xiaoxun again, and then looked back at Lin Yuan.

"Master, hurry up, or wait until godfather comes back." Lin Yuan urged, but did not get up and leave.

She hasn't experienced this ancient real martial arts before she can fully appreciate it.

Feng Xiaoxun now feels that he is a busker on the street, and the entertainers next to him keep urging him to leave if he does not perform, and if he asks for money, he will not give it. of disappearing.

"Master, are you a man? After thinking about a problem for so long, a man shouldn't be straightforward. Otherwise, by the time you regret it, it will be too late."

These words reminded Feng Xiaoxun all of a sudden, a few years ago, if he had been more agile then, he would not be alone now.

(End of this chapter)