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Bu Feifan looked at the person in front of him, feeling a sudden sense of disgust in his heart.
The man was about ten years old, and he was very different from Bu Feifan. He was wearing a Confucian shirt, holding a folding fan in his hand, and his facial features were considered correct. It made Zhao Linger look and feel very comfortable.
"Who are you?"
Bu Feifan frowned, and his intuition told him that this man was not a good guy.
"In the next step, Linfeng, the locals of Guangling, don't know the name of brother Tai!"
"Zhao Feifan!"
Bu Feifan pulled his face and said in a deep voice.
This grandson has the same surname as his own, and Bu Feifan didn't want to be with him, so he temporarily changed his surname to Zhao. This scene made Zhao Linger giggle, his silver bell-like laughter, and Bu Linfeng's breath Slightly suffocated.
It seems that this guy is approaching him to catch Zhao Linger's attention!
Bu Linfeng was indeed, but he just fell in love with Zhao Linger purely, and he approached Bu Feifan for the same purpose.
Lin Yueru is the number one beauty in Guangling City, which is already amazing enough, but Zhao Linger is exactly the same as Lin Yueru, which gives Bu Linfeng a feeling of compassion.
"Brother Fanfan, you are not a local, you are also a Confucianism cultivator!"
Bu Linfeng sat down on his own, with a really thick skin. He looked at Bu Feifan, and his tone didn't sound like a question, but more like a confirmation.
"I am a Confucianism cultivator!"
This is a fact, Bu Feifan has nothing to hide.
"Brother Fanfan, today is the Great Cold Day. I have an annual Great Cold Festival in Guangling City. I wonder if you are interested in participating?!"
"The Great Cold Festival?!"
Bu Feifan was taken aback.
Seeing this, Bu Linfeng smiled, and then began to explain.
In Guangling City, there are many Confucianism cultivators, even the clansmen of the Liu and Lin families, including Lin Tiannan and Liu Mang, are all Confucianism cultivators.
Guangling City has no Taoist and Zen forces stationed there. It is for this reason that Confucianism cultivators do not allow Buddhism and Taoism to settle in, and it is not easy for them to forcibly establish sects.
Due to the many Confucianism cultivators, the style of poetry in Guangling City prevails, and the annual Great Cold Festival is the most important.
During the Great Cold Festival, the Patriarchs of the Lin and Liu families, including some great Confucians and semi-sages from the Confucian and Taoist Seventy-two Academy, will be invited to come.
Every time the Great Cold Festival is held, generous rewards will be set up, enough to make all Confucianism cultivators jealous, so every Great Cold Festival will attract the participation of the entire Xiliang country, and even Confucianism cultivators outside of Xiliang country. It is a grand event.
"Brother Fanfan, this time the dean of Baihe Academy, one of the seventy-two Confucian academies, is also my teacher, Mr. Shi Zhichang will also come!"
Shi Zhichang? !
Bu Feifei was shocked. This old gentleman is one of the seventy-two disciples of Confucius, one of the seventy-two sages of Confucianism, the dean of Baihe Academy, and his own realm has reached Confucianism and Taoism. In terms of attainments, even Little Shengxian Zhuang's Fu Nian is slightly inferior.
"My teacher was born in Guangling City, so he is the initiator and host of the annual Great Winter Festival. This is a blockbuster opportunity. Is Fei Fei interested in participating? I can get VIP invitations for Fei Fei and this girl! "
Bu Linfeng's words were meant for Bu Feifan to hear, but his eyes were staring straight at Zhao Ling'er. Those meaningful eyes made Bu Feifan very unhappy.
"Sorry, I'm not interested!"
After finishing speaking, Bu Feifan pulled Zhao Linger's soft little hand domineeringly, and under Zhao Linger's astonished gaze, Bu Feifan pulled her all the way up to the second floor of the inn.
Bu Linfeng didn't try to keep Bu Feifan back, his warm eyes kept looking at the backs of Bu Feifan and Zhao Linger until they disappeared.
"Is this a snake demon? No, it's the breath of Nuwa's descendants!"
"If I can combine with Nuwa's descendants and absorb the energy of the earth, I'm afraid I can instantly become a Confucian, Taoist and sub-sage!"
"Zhao Ling'er?! You are my step!"
Bu Linfeng's eyes were wide open, almost bursting open, that expression made everyone who looked at him terrified, it was the purest desire for power, which reached the point of madness.
Although Bu Feifan married Zhao Linger, he used Li Xiaoyao's 'face'. This is not only Zhao Linger's heart knot, but also Bu Feifan's heart knot.
As long as Zhao Linger is unwilling, Bu Feifan will never touch her in his life.
Therefore, Bu Feifei opened two rooms, but at this time, it has not arrived yet.When she was sleeping, Zhao Linger was bored by herself, so she talked with Bu Feifan about their respective pasts, what they had seen and heard.
"You said that you have made several ninth-grade hymns, and a few unfinished half-step heaven-level poems? Bragging!"
Zhao Linger stared at Bu Feifan with a pair of peach blossom eyes and an expression of "you bragging".
"Really, why am I lying to you, this is more real than gold!"
Bu Feifei was really speechless, why didn't Zhao Linger believe him when he told the truth?
"Since your poetic attainments are so superb, why didn't you participate in the Great Cold Festival? There will be rich prizes!"
"No, it's boring. When you reach a certain height, when you stand on top of the stars, you won't fall down and fight with a group of ants, even if you can push them sideways!"
"Pretend, you just pretend!"
Zhao Ling'er gave Bu Feifan a hard look. With that small look of disgust, Bu Feifan was so annoyed that he wanted to slap the table.
"Okay, if you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you!"
Bu Feifan angrily took out a piece of rice paper and the Four Treasures of the Study from the Sumeru ring, and then looked out the window.
The Great Cold Festival is the Great Cold Day, and it is very close to New Year's Eve.
However, Xiliang Country is located in the depths of Xihuang. The climate here is like spring all year round, and there is no snow at all. This is a pity.
In the Great Desolation, there is only the Northern Desolation. In the middle of winter, every inch of land in the tens of millions of miles will be covered with snow.
? In this life, you can ignore the beautiful mountains and rivers and the majestic and majestic mountains, but you must never ignore the snow in midwinter.
Thinking of winter, thinking of heavy snow, Bu Feifan thought of flowers!
Are there flowers that can bloom in winter? have!
With thousands of thoughts, Bu Feifei writes like flying.
"There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
Far know that it is not snow, only the dark fragrance comes! "
The title of the poem is simple and unpretentious, with the word "Plum Blossom".
Bu Feifan wrote and chanted at the same time. When the poem was completed, seven pillars of literary energy were shot out from the heart of the sky, ignoring all obstacles, and hidden in Bu Feifan's body.
Seeing all this, Zhao Linger widened her beautiful eyes in surprise! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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