Cross the prayer space

Chapter 628 The Son Who Was Cannon Fodder 3
The old man whispered, "You went to Tianyu. There are no beauties."

An Ran glanced at him sideways, "But the beauty that I care about most is my fiancée, so let's talk about it after I get married."

The old man was puzzled, "Why?"

An Ran smiled slightly, "Because, at that time, I can bring my wife with me."

The old man was silent, "Well, if you break through the purple steps, go there, Tianyu is also an exception, let you bring that girl with you."

An Ran shook her head, "Little girl is only at the green rank, no way, and I'm only at the blue rank, even if I break through, I'm only at the purple rank, so I can't protect it."

Hearing this, the old man waved his hands, "That's no problem, your aptitude, of course we will do our best to protect you."

An Ran smiled and glanced at him, "Really? How could the flowers in the greenhouse withstand the blow."

The old man stopped talking, "Sure enough, I said this can't fool you, that's all, it's up to you, who made you the son of Suzaku."

An Ran put her chin on her hands and smiled, "Then, follow me to see the father now."

So the old man was dragged to meet Feng Ye, and then taken to the palace by Feng Ye. He became An Ran's personal guard and became an elder protecting the country of Feng Yiguo. Thinking of this, the old man couldn't stop crying.

I have to say, that kid is simply too slick, he can't play, but he has a smile in his eyes, only such a person can survive when danger comes, he is right, why would Tianyu want a greenhouse What about the flowers.

In the holy pool, An Ran broke through silently. After drinking the spiritual spring water, he kept suppressing his cultivation. After awakening the blood of Suzaku, he couldn't suppress it even more. Now he is supporting the elders of Tianyu, Only then can I break through with peace of mind.

After the breakthrough, he still kept his cultivation level at the blue level. After all, he still had to lure snakes out of the hole. He wanted to let those two people try hard. There was a feeling that there was no turning back. Relying on his high cultivation base, he could do whatever he wanted I really want to see what Guan Hong's expression looks like after kicking the iron plate.

Thinking of this, An Ran's smile showed a hint of malice, the old man patted his head, "What are you thinking, you smile so strangely."

An Ran clapped his hands away, "You haven't said what your name is yet."

"I don't change my name when I'm going, and I don't change my surname when I sit down, so does Tianyu Nancheng." Nancheng waved his sleeve robe, looking like a master.

An Ran rolled her eyes, "Young master is gone, just wait slowly." After speaking, she pushed open the door and walked out, ignoring the hopping Elder Nancheng at all.

Back at the palace, it was already dark, An Ran looked at the study room which was still lit, turned her footsteps slightly, and came to the study room, "Father, are you still busy?"

Feng Ye put down the letter in his hand, "It is you who have just made a breakthrough in the affairs of the other two countries, so don't consolidate it."

An Ran walked around the desk, took a look at the letter in his hand, and saw that he was reading it seriously, Feng Ye said, "In the past few years, the other two countries have become more and more restless."

An Ran threw away the letter in her hand, "I can't type it, if your son enters Tianyu, see if they have the guts."

Feng Ye smiled when he heard the words, "You are quite confident."

An Ran returned to her seat and sat down, crossing her legs, "That's right, don't even look at me, your son. Where can you find a genius like me? Not long after breaking through the first stage of the blue stage, I just woke up and rushed straight to the purple stage. .”

"You really are," Feng Ye said with an indescribable expression, "It's better to keep a low profile."

An Ran snorted, "If I don't keep a low profile, I will face endless pursuit. The other two countries will definitely hunt me down without knowing the truth of the matter."

"Co-author, you keep a low profile just to avoid being hunted down." Feng Ye shook his head helplessly.

An Ran was confident, "If I can relax, why should I die? Anyway, if I don't show the purple rank, I'm also a genius."

Feng Ye waved his hand, "It's okay, you can do it, let me out quickly."

An Ran stood up in a hurry, "Alright, my son is retiring."

An Ran walked out of the study, and wandered back, just like that, An Ran didn't leave the mansion for several days, which disappointed those women, although they knew that An Ran already had a fiancée, it didn't prevent them from admiring it.

On this day, there was a fight, which was held by the royal family, An Ran tidied up and went to Yun Tian Ding in a carriage.

Yuntian Ding is a place for fighters to compete and learn from each other. As the heir of Prince Yong's residence, An Ran naturally goes there, and similarly, as a talented girl of Pingding Hou's residence, Yan Qingqing also naturally goes back.

This is a competition for young people, and the host is naturally the prince. An Ran stepped on the clock and came. At this time, quite a few people had already arrived. When she saw An Ran, she also got up to say hello. up.

"Feng Ansi!" Besides An Shizi, who else could call the crown prince by his first name.

When Feng Ansi turned his head, he saw a flying young man coming towards him. The young man was dressed in a brocade robe and jade crown, with exquisite features, and came riding the wind.

Feng Ansi raised a smile, "I still think you are coming at the party."

An Ran patted him on the shoulder, and sat next to him, "That won't work, I'm here to see my fiancée."

"Oh?" Feng An raised his eyebrows, looked around, and landed on a corner, where a little girl in a water-blue long dress was sitting quietly. But beautiful and delicate, it is not difficult to see the elegance of growing up.

An Ran patted him, "What are you looking at! My fiancée is still watching, she is unconscious."

Feng Ansi's shoulder hurt from being patted by him, and he couldn't help complaining, "Can't you be lighter?"

An Ran raised her eyebrows, "Why, I'm gentle enough to you. How many times have the third prince been sent flying by me?"

Hearing this, Feng Ansi also remembered that his half-brother, indeed, basically didn't remember beating, how many times he was taught by An Ran, he still liked to provoke, "He has a big heart."

An Ran sneered, "What's the use? His cultivation is not as good as yours, his aptitude is not as good as yours, his talent is not as good as yours, his reputation is not as good as yours, and most importantly, he is not as good a cousin as me."

Feng Ansi couldn't help but laugh, the two of them were talking and laughing happily here, not knowing at all that he had become a sight in the eyes of others.

For example, Yan Qingwei in the corner is looking at An Ran's direction with slightly bright eyes.

Until my friend came over, "Tsk tsk tsk, our Qingxin is springing up."

Yan slightly blushed, and pushed her, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm just looking."

"Puff," my friend laughed, "What's the matter, Yulang An Shizi, but your fiancé, look at all of them with straight eyes, and it's yours to look at."

Yan stared at her lightly, "If you talk about it again, I will ignore you."

"Okay, I was wrong." The friend begged for mercy.

The two were talking, when they suddenly heard an exclamation, Yan Weiwei quickly raised her head, and saw An Ran walking towards her slowly.

For a moment, her body froze, until An Ran stopped in front of her, and her friend pinched her hand excitedly, and then she came back to her senses, "I have seen the prince!" She saluted subconsciously.

An Ran helped her up, looked at her hands, was a little displeased, and looked at the girl in pink beside her, "Next time, don't let anyone hurt you, not anyone."

The girl in pink was a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, "Okay, okay, I know you love your fiancee."

Yan gently pulled An Ran, "Xiao Xiao is afraid that I will be rude, you, why are you here?"

An Ran took out a brocade box from her sleeve, "In the past, someone would send it to you, but this time, I want to come in person."

(End of this chapter)