After a mysterious look flashed in the cold young man's eyes, he was quiet.

Lu Xuan knew very well why the cold man suddenly lost control at that moment just now. Since he pretended to be himself, he definitely made great efforts to study and dig up his past life, and had a considerable research and understanding of everything about him.

In this life, although Lu Xuan's appearance has completely changed, his temperament and soul in his eyes still have the shadow of the previous life.

So the moment the cold man and his eyes intertwined, he could not control himself.

Just like Mr. Ye who has been studying dragons, he suddenly saw the "real dragon".

The cold man was even more powerful than Lu Xuan imagined. After losing control for a moment, he had already become as if nothing had happened.

"I don't have the interest in playing chess now." The cold man coldly refused Lu Xuan's request to play chess.

"I don't know if you have the interest to survive." Lu Xuan said lightly.

"What does it mean?" The cold man's eyes trembled slightly.

"If you are Lu Xuan, you should know your rules." Lu Xuan's plain tone was filled with oppression.

"I don't know what rules you said. I'm not Lu Xuan. He disappeared from this world two hundred years ago. I think you must have misunderstood something." The cold man denied it.

Lu Xuan knew very well that the indifferent man was just pretending to be his "Lu Xuan" in front of the Feng family, and naturally he would not "accept" him in front of people outside the Feng family.

However, Lu Xuan seemed to have not heard his explanation at this moment, and said to himself, "Those who refuse to play with Lu Xuan must learn that his hand will break the sky."

As soon as Lu Xuan said this, Feng Yingci and Feng Ying's expressions changed drastically at the same time. They obviously had heard of this rule.

"I really don't understand what you are saying? Do I refuse to play chess with you, and you have to use Lu Xuan's hand to fight me?" The cold man had a "disdain" smile on his face.

"Who are you? Come to the Feng family to be presumptuous." Old Mrs. Feng Yingci could no longer hold back and pointed at Lu Xuan.

"I'm just someone who comes to warn him." Lu Xuan's eyes were facing the cold man.

"What are you warning?" Feng Yingci brows deeply.

"One, don't get close to the Feng family; two, don't have the idea of ​​shooting a tomb." Lu Xuan said word by word.

Lu Xuan, the sudden warning of the "stranger" who suddenly appeared in the Feng family, stunned everyone.

Feng Yingci was at a loss, and the indifferent man's eyes also wandered gently.

"Teacher Lu. You are too meddling in other people's business. We don't need outsiders to interfere in the affairs of our Feng family." Feng Ying broke the deadlock in a deep voice.

"I'm not meddling in other people's business. I'm here today because I'm entrusted by someone." Lu Xuan said softly.

"Are someone entrusted?" Feng Yingci asked in confusion.

"Yes, last night, there was a man named Lu Xuan in his dream. He begged me to promise him something." Lu Xuan said seriously.

"What then?" Feng Ying didn't know what it was like to sell land in the gourd, a "piano teacher".

"Then I agreed."

"What I asked is, what does he beg you?" Feng Ying said softly.

"He asked me to protect the Feng family for him and would never let anyone and the mission power hurt the Feng family." Lu Xuan said firmly.

Feng Ying felt an inexplicable touch in her heart.

"I think you made something wrong." Feng Yingci frowned. "No one wants to hurt the Feng family, I hope it's not you."

Feng Yingci's firm attitude, the stubborn and stubborn old lady, made Lu Xuan a little overwhelmed.

"Lu Xuan told me that there are a lot of things about Feng Jie..."

"Uncle Wang, take the guest off." Feng Yingci issued an order to expel the guest again without waiting for Lu Xuan to say much.

"Uncle Wang, wait a minute." Feng Ying denied her grandmother's decision for the first time with her keen insight and intuition, "Grandma. It's very late now, and Teacher Lu is very tired from coming from school. Otherwise, I would ask Teacher Lu to spend the night at our house and leave tomorrow."

"Yingying..." Feng Yingci wanted to speak but stopped.

"Grandma, haven't you always taught me to respect teachers and respect their principles? Inviting teachers is not an exaggeration, right?" Feng Ying said with a smile.

"Okay. Uncle Wang, you take Teacher Lu to the guest room for rest and take Teacher Lu back tomorrow morning." Feng Yingci nodded.

Lu Xuan didn't say much, followed Uncle Wang quietly, walked through the courtyard and headed to the Feng Family Room Area.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Feng family hall became a little solemn.

"Master, I asked the teacher to stay overnight at my house. You won't be unhappy?" Feng Ying bent down, replaced the burned sandalwood, and ordered a new plate of sandalwood.

The cold man looked at Lu Xuan's disappearance, thinking about something, but he didn't even hear Feng Ying's words.

"Master." Feng Ying raised her voice.

"No, it's okay to respect teachers and respect the truth." The cold man reacted.

"The ancestor seems to be with the breasts

People have said a lot, but I seem to have missed something." Feng Ying looked like she was not satisfied.

"Actually, I didn't say anything." Feng Yingci smiled, "Your ancestor just told me that two hundred years ago, he fell into the glacier duel, but his body was frozen in the glacier. It was not until five years ago that a Swiss expedition team discovered your ancestor that he re-stage in this world and began to pay attention to and protect our Feng family."

"So that's how it is. The ancestor has been unwilling to tell me the mystery." Feng Ying "suddenly realized."

"Your ancestor has formed too many enemies before, so you must be extremely careful when reappearing in this world. If it weren't for our Feng family and to resolve the crisis in our earth-tomb, he would never show up again." Feng Yingci said gratefully.

"Grandma, you have read the token of the ancestor, too?"

"Of course I've seen it. The 'half silver ring' brought by your ancestor is just enough to be seamlessly put together by the other 'half silver ring' handed down by our Feng family ancestor. It was definitely the ring that broke into two halves when your ancestor explained the 'one hand to your great-grandfather'. "Feng Yingci smiled and said, "It turns out that you have always been talking about the ancestor's affairs to me. Why do you suddenly look a little more suspicious now?"

"I don't doubt the ancestor. I'm just interested in the ancestor." Feng Ying raised her mouth.

Feng Yingci has been watching Feng Ying grow up since childhood and also watched her rolling in the mall. He knew that the more she looked like a girl, she was already prepared for her.

"Silly girl, your ancestor came to Cherbourg this time mainly to see the Feng family and the Feng family designed by your great-grandfather." Feng Yingci said slowly.

"When I returned to the Feng family, it felt like I was back to my own home. Every grass and every tree here was very familiar with me." The indifferent man sighed, "Feng Jie's residential design drawings were piled up in half of the design room, and the other half was the design drawings of mechas."

"You are so powerful, you can design a world like a gun tomb," Feng Ying said in admiration.

"It's your great-grandfather and your grandma who can fully realize my design to the current perfection. Last time I entered the tomb, I was completely shocked by every detail inside. I did not accept the wrong apprentice." The cold man took a deep breath.

"Master..." Feng Yingci also said emotionally, "If you hadn't taken action last time, the Gun Tomb would probably be gone now."

"It is true that you can reverse the tide and protect the tomb of the gun by yourself by relying solely on your skills." Feng Ying nodded slightly.

"You have managed the gun tomb well, and I just took action at the right time."

"No..." Feng Yingci shook his head and said, "The world of Gun Tomb was built for you, Master. Our Feng family is working hard to manage this world, and it is also for your belief. Now that you are back, our Feng family can lift this responsibility and leave it to Master. You are the more perfect Gun Tomb."

"I think you misunderstood. I came to Feng's house this time just to see you. I have no intention of taking a pistol tomb." The cold man shook his head repeatedly.

"Master, I am old. Although Yingying's business is in order, she is a girl after all. She doesn't like these business fields. Only by handing the gun tomb to you can our Feng family be at ease. If your apprentice Feng Jie, my grandfather, is still alive, he will make the same decision as me." Feng Yingci said very firmly. Everyone knows that with the mind of the ancestor, you will not be able to deal with any problem. If the gun tomb needs to continue moving forward, it is more appropriate to hand it over to you."

Compared with Feng Yingci's sincere request, Feng Ying did not comment and stood aside with a smile.

"This matter is related to the efforts of the Feng family for decades. I can't just go on like this. But considering that you two women have always been carrying the burden of the gun tomb, I can: _. The method to let you take off your burden and live a peaceful life." The indifferent man sighed.

"Then Master, please think about it carefully. Come to Cherbourg. One. Let's take a break tonight." Feng Ying ended the talks in the hall with an understanding.

The Feng family in the early morning was immersed in the tranquility on the eve of the storm.

Lu Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the Feng family's guest room, did not fall asleep. He looked at the exquisite "Jiangnan Style" courtyard calmly.

A ghostly black shadow suddenly appeared in the courtyard. The person who came was a young and indifferent man who approached the Feng family in the name of "Lu Xuan".

"You are here." Lu Xuan said lightly.

"I'll come and experience the world with one hand." The cold man said word by word.
Chapter completed!