Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

   "You said this?" Ling Xuejiu raised the box in his hand and said with a smile, "It's gold soil, Senior Yan asked me to take it to Ayan."

   Hearing her mention A Yan, Leng Xuan couldn't help but ask, "How is A Yan's recent condition?"

   "Not bad, Senior Miao said before that Ah Yan is in the growth stage and needs a lot of gold soil. If you're okay, you might as well go see him with me."

   "Okay, let's go." While chatting all the way, the two came to the room where A Yan lived. Entering the room, Leng Xuan saw A Yan sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he was cultivating. Compared to some time ago, A Yan has changed significantly. If he was a three- or four-year-old child before, now he has grown into a six- or seven-year-old. And around A Yan, there is a pile of golden soil, which is golden soil.

  Ling Xuejiu gently placed the golden soil beside A Yan, and immediately withdrew without saying a word. "Leng Xuan, who do you think A Yan is?"

"What's the meaning?"

   "You also saw that Senior Miao's attitude towards him is very special, which shows that his identity is very unusual."

   "This..." Leng Xuan thought for a while and said, "Everyone has their own secrets, so there's no need to delve into so much." He was very clear about Miao Qing, but he didn't want to tell others for the time being. As soon as he finished speaking, his brows suddenly twitched and he turned to look outside Songxi Town. Noticing his expression, Ling Xuejiu asked, "What's wrong?"

   "There is someone outside." With that said, Leng Xuan moved and disappeared in place in an instant. The next moment, he appeared on the city wall of Songxi Town. Looking up, hundreds of meters away from Songxi Town, there is a pile of boulders, and weeds grow behind the boulders. He tapped his toes, slowly rose into the air, and moved towards the top of the pile of boulders. "Come out, I know you're there."

   As his voice fell, a person suddenly appeared behind the pile of boulders and quickly ran back. Seeing this, he raised his hand and pulled it back gently. Immediately, the man who escaped flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. At this time, Ling Xuejiu had already rushed over from behind. Looking at the man who fell to the ground, he frowned slightly and said, "Who are you?"

The    man raised his head and looked at Leng Xuan and Ling Xuejiu who were standing upright in the air. His eyes were cold, without the slightest fear, like a puppet.

   "Tell me, who are you and what are you doing outside sneaking?" Leng Xuan said coldly.

  Suddenly, the man sneered, his body suddenly moved, and he swooped towards Leng Xuan. Seeing this, Leng Xuan's face sank, and he raised his hand and pressed against the man. In an instant, the man's body sank suddenly, fell quickly, fell to the ground again, and blood flowed from his mouth.

   However, just as Leng Xuan made his move, there was a sudden explosion of thunder in the sky. Immediately afterwards, a purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit Leng Xuan severely. Affected by the thunder and lightning, Leng Xuan's lips turned white, and he flew directly from mid-air to the ground.

   "Leng Xuan, are you alright?" Ling Xuejiu's expression changed, and he quickly fell to Leng Xuan's side and asked with concern.

  Leng Xuan shook his head and said, "I'm fine." After speaking, he looked at the sky above his head and frowned. How is this going?

  How can a good end be struck by lightning? Not only that, but what surprised him even more was that the power contained in that thunderbolt was very powerful. Although it could not seriously injure him, it could make him feel bone-piercing pain.