When Yu Wenzhou heard what Fan Yu'er said, he couldn't help but taste it.

However, he would not stop her words or actions.

Miss Fan's idea was that even ten cows couldn't pull her back, let alone a cow, even he couldn't pull her back.

Fan Yuer continued: "Although you were not born as a man in this life, I met him again, so we can only be friends."

"Who is he?" Mo Jing asked curiously.

Fan Yu'er smiled cutely, turned around and stretched out her hand to pull Yu Wenzhou's sleeve, "It's him."

The geniuses present had a look on their faces, their eyes lingering teasingly on Yu Wenzhou and Fan Yu'er.

Fan Yu'er was bold and straightforward and didn't care about their teasing looks.

But Yu Wenzhou, who was usually very talkative, turned red with embarrassment. He pretended to be calm and nodded in agreement, "Yes."

The geniuses couldn't help but tease the two of them.

"No wonder the two of you always stick together. It turns out there were already clues."

"I wish Fellow Daoist Yuwen and Fellow Daoist Fan a happy marriage as soon as possible."

"How difficult it is to find the one you love among millions of people. How wonderful it would be to see you two together at the next Three Continent Exchange Conference, with a few babies.

ah……"

The atmosphere among the geniuses was harmonious, and then someone reminded: "There is another couple here."

Everyone looked at Zhong Li Wuyuan and Nangong Qingqing, making them both feel a little uncomfortable.

There were good wishes in their eyes, and there was no trace of hypocrisy in them.

The exchange meeting between the three continents allowed them to get to know each other without fighting and support each other in difficult situations, thus making them know so many like-minded friends.

No one knows what will happen in the future, but at the moment they are happy and carefree.

Yunzheng raised his eyes and stared at their young and smiling faces, and a somewhat genuine smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.

Young people can gather into a ball of fire and light up the night.

Soon, they dispersed and returned to their respective rooms to heal.

Yunzheng and Nangong Qingqing entered the same room, while Feng Xinglan and the other six entered another room, cleaning each other's wounds, applying powder or plaster, and then bandaging them.

When Nangong Qingqing saw so many wounds on Yunzheng's body, her eyes couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Zhengzheng, you..."

Nangong Qingqing hesitated to speak, but didn't know what to say. He probably understood the reason for her fight, so he couldn't persuade or blame her.

Yunzheng sat on the chair with her on his back and suddenly asked: "Beauty Qingqing, when do you and Zhongli plan to get married?"

"...It's still early." Nangong Qingqing was stunned for a moment, her cheeks feeling slightly hot.

"Whenever you and Brother Rong get married, we will get married anytime. I..." Nangong Qingqing paused, her voice weakened obviously, and said, "I don't want children yet."

How could they suddenly get married and have a child before their adventure in the Storm Team was over? Moreover, she always felt that everything had not been settled yet, and there were still many things for her to complete.

Yunzheng was a little surprised when she heard this.

She suddenly remembered Qingqing's mother, who had been strict with Qingqing since she was a child, and imprisoned Qingqing in a dark room from time to time, which caused Qingqing's original character to be withdrawn and cold and arrogant.

She turned around, held Nangong Qingqing's hand, and said with a smile: "I just felt it when I saw Fan Daoyou and the others. Don't take it to heart, I am reluctant to marry you to Zhongli. Otherwise, get married.

Delay the matter until a hundred years later?"

Nangong Qingqing laughed, her eyes seemed to be filled with stars.

"OK."

The two burst into laughter.

…

And now, in the room on the other side.

Zhongli Wuyuan suddenly sneezed, a bad premonition came to his heart, and he frowned slightly.

Mu Yin's screams came.

"Ah ah brother Yuan, don't press my wound so hard!!!"

Zhongli Wuyuan suddenly came back to his senses. He lowered his eyes and looked at the long and deep knife wound on Mu Yin's back. The wound that had already begun to scab was pressed by him with gauze, and blood gushed out again, and the wound began to scab.

Became shocking.

He looked guilty and guilty, "Sorry, Ayin, I was distracted."

Mu Yin burst into tears from the pain, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I thought you were deliberately doing something evil!"

Zhongli Wuyuan felt guilty and quickly helped him take care of his wound.

Yu Qiu glanced at Zhongli Wuyuan, then focused his gaze on Mu Yin's face, raised his eyebrows, and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "If you had asked Brother Qiu to help you deal with the wound just now, it would not have cracked.

"

Mu Yin retorted bitterly, "It won't crack, but it will explode!"

Every time Brother Qiu helped him treat a wound, he would choose a kind of medicinal powder that was harsh and painful but would heal the fastest, and sprinkled it on his wound, causing him to roll back and forth on the ground in pain.

Yu Qiu chuckled lightly.

"You kid can't help it. Brother Qiu and I also use this kind of medicinal powder. This is produced by Master Yanchen. The effect is very good, and it's hard to find for money."

Yan Chen: "..." I couldn't tell whether he was praising him or hurting him.

Feng Xinglan's expression changed a little when he heard "a thousand pieces of gold are hard to find". He silently took out the Xuan Yuan Healing Medicine Powder in a jade bottle, opened it and took a look. There was still half of the quantity.

He raised his head and asked.

"How much ruby ​​is this worth?"

Yu Qiu laughed, "It's probably worth one million rubies."

"I will sell it to you." Feng Xinglan said with a serious expression. After a pause, he added: "I am less injured and less used."

Yu Qiu choked: "..."

The other friends also fell silent.

Mo Jing was startled, "Lan, are you so short of money?"

"Not bad." Feng Xinglan nodded lightly. He still had thirteen rubies in his storage space.

Suddenly, his clean and cold eyebrows frowned slightly. After thinking about it, he decided to put the jade bottle back into the storage space.

Don't exchange or buy gifts from others casually, this is what his father once told him.

"I won't sell it anymore. Yan Chen gave this to me."

Yan Chen couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and sighed with emotion in his heart.

Who could have imagined that His Highness the Crown Prince, who used to be the richest, has now become the poorest person and has to rely on them to support him.

…

Inside Shuiyun Palace.

Everyone sat down again. This time, the dishes and drinks were all real, with a rich aroma that hit your nostrils. There was also spiritual wine brewed from spiritual fruits, which you would never forget after drinking it.

Zhao Jintong, the drunkard elder of Qiongtian College, was drinking and on a whim, he went to the middle of the hall to do a set of drunken boxing.

There were cheers.

"Well played!"

"Well done, Elder Zhao!"

Everyone was excited, and the fear in their hearts was washed away a little.

About half an hour later, Yunzheng and others were at the table again.

As soon as everyone saw Yunzheng, their expressions changed slightly, and they did not dare to speak. The scenes in their minds reappeared, making people terrified.
Chapter completed!