Yuwen Zhou couldn't help but feel jealous when he heard what Fan Yuer said.
However, he would not say anything to stop her from speaking or doing anything.
Miss Fan's thoughts were probably the kind that ten oxen couldn't pull back. Not to mention oxen, even he couldn't pull her back.
Fan Yuer continued, "Although you were not born as a man in this life, and I met him, we can only be friends."
"Who is he?" Mo Jing asked curiously.
Fan Yu'er smiled coquettishly, turned around and reached out to pull Yu Wenzhou's sleeve, "It's him."
The geniuses present had a look of watching melons, their eyes wandering teasingly between Yuwen Zhou and Fan Yuer.
Fan Yuer was bold and straightforward, and didn't care about their teasing looks.
Yu Wenzhou, who was usually very talkative, blushed at this moment. He forced himself to remain calm and nodded, "Yes."
The geniuses couldn't help but tease the two of them.
"No wonder you two are always so close, it turns out there were clues all along."
"I wish that Fellow Daoist Yuwen and Fellow Daoist Fan can soon become a happy couple."
"It's so hard to find the one you love among millions of people. If I could see you two together at the next Three Continents Exchange Conference, and bring your kids along, how wonderful it would be..."
The atmosphere among the Tianjiao was harmonious, and then someone reminded: "There is another couple here."
Everyone looked at Zhongli Wuyuan and Nangong Qingqing, making them feel a little uncomfortable.
There were good wishes in their eyes, without any hypocrisy.
The three-continent exchange meeting allowed them to get to know each other through fighting and support each other in times of difficulty, thus allowing them to meet so many like-minded friends.
No one knows what will happen in the future, but at this moment they are happy and cheerful.
Yun Zheng looked up at their young, smiling faces, and a genuine smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of her lips.
Young people can gather into a fire and light up the night.
Soon, they dispersed and returned to their respective rooms to heal their wounds.
Yun Zheng and Nangong Qingqing entered the same room, while Feng Xinglan and the other six entered another room. They cleaned each other's wounds, applied medicine powder or plaster, and then bandaged them.
Nangong Qingqing couldn't help but feel distressed when she saw so many wounds on Yun Zheng's body.
"Zheng Zheng, you..."
Nangong Qingqing wanted to speak but hesitated, but didn't know what to say. Perhaps everyone understood why she was fighting, so they couldn't persuade or blame her.
Yun Zheng sat on the chair with her back to him and suddenly asked, "My beautiful Qingqing, when are you and Zhongli planning to get married?"
“…It’s still early.” Nangong Qingqing was stunned for a moment, her cheeks slightly hot.
"When you and Brother Rong get married, we'll get married. I..." Nangong Qingqing paused, her voice noticeably weaker, and said, "I don't want children yet."
How could they suddenly get married and have children when their Fengyun team hadn't finished their adventures yet? Moreover, she always felt that everything hadn't been settled yet and there was still a lot for her to accomplish.
Yun Zheng was a little surprised when she heard this.
She suddenly thought of Qingqing's mother, who had always been strict with Qingqing since she was a child and often imprisoned Qingqing in a dark room, which caused Qingqing to have a very lonely and arrogant personality.
She turned around, held Nangong Qingqing's hand, and said with a smile: "I was inspired by seeing Fellow Daoist Fan and the others. Don't take it to heart. I'm still reluctant to marry you to Zhongli. How about we postpone the marriage for a hundred years?"
Nangong Qingqing laughed, and her eyes seemed to be filled with stars.
"OK."
The two of them burst out laughing.
…
And at this moment, in the room on the other side.
Zhongli Wuyuan suddenly sneezed, and a bad premonition came to his mind. He frowned slightly.
Mu Yin's screams were heard.
"Ahhh, Brother Yuan, please don't press my wound so hard!!!"
Zhongli Wuyuan suddenly came back to his senses. He lowered his eyes to look at the long and deep knife wound on Mu Yin's back. The wound had already begun to scab over, but when he pressed it with gauze, blood gushed out again, and the wound became more shocking.
He looked guilty and remorseful, "Sorry, Ayin, I was distracted."
Mu Yin was in so much pain that tears streamed down his face. "Wow, wow, I thought you did this on purpose!"
Zhongli Wuyuan felt guilty and quickly helped him treat his wound.
Yu Qiu glanced at Zhongli Wuyuan, then fixed his gaze on Mu Yin's face, raised his eyebrows, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "If you had asked Brother Qiu to help you treat the wound just now, it wouldn't have split open."
Mu Yin retorted bitterly, "It won't crack, but it will explode!"
Every time Brother Qiu treated his wounds, he would choose a kind of medicine powder that was very strong and painful but healed the fastest, and sprinkle it on his wounds, causing him to roll back and forth on the ground in pain.
Yu Qiu chuckled.
"It's you who can't help it, brother Qiu, I also use this kind of medicine powder. It's produced by Master Yan Chen. The effect is very good and it's priceless."
Yan Chen: “…” He couldn’t tell for a moment whether it was a compliment or an insult.
When Feng Xinglan heard the words "worth a fortune", his expression changed slightly. He silently took out the Xuanyuan Healing Medicine Powder from the jade bottle, opened it and took a look. There was still half of it left.
He looked up and asked.
"How much ruby is this worth?"
Yu Qiu laughed, "Probably worth one million red jades."
"I'll sell it to you." Feng Xinglan said seriously. After a pause, he added, "I've been injured less often, so I don't use it very often."
Yu Qiu choked: "..."
The other friends also fell silent.
Mo Jing was shocked. "Lan, are you so short of money?"
"Not bad." Feng Xinglan nodded slightly. He still had thirteen red jades in his storage space.
Suddenly, his clean and cold brows frowned slightly. After thinking for a while, he decided to put the jade bottle back into the storage space.
His father once told him that he should not exchange or sell other people's gifts casually.
"I'm not selling it. This is a gift from Yan Chen to me."
Yan Chen couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and sighed with emotion in his heart.
Who could have imagined that the Crown Prince, who was once the richest, has now become the poorest man and has to rely on them for support.
…
Inside the Shuiyun Palace.
Everyone sat back down at the table. This time, the dishes and drinks were all made with real ingredients, and the aroma was rich and fragrant. There was also a spirit wine brewed from spiritual fruits, which made people unforgettable after drinking it.
Zhao Jintong, the drunken elder of Qiongtian Academy, was drinking and suddenly got excited, so he went to the middle of the hall and performed a set of drunken boxing.
There was constant applause.
“Well done!”
"Well done, Elder Zhao!"
Everyone was excited, and the fear in their hearts was washed away a little.
About half an hour later, Yun Zheng and the others sat back down.
When everyone saw Yun Zheng, their expressions changed slightly and they dared not speak. The scenes in their minds reappeared, making them shudder with fear.
It is undeniable that most of them have psychological trauma towards Yun Zheng.
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