If the kingly aura of Yancangzhou shocks the world, the man in front of him will be cold from his bones, and there is no human emotion to say.

To describe it in one sentence, it is a piece of walking wood.

With just a glance, Feng Wuxin saw clearly the essence of the Xue family’s young master.

"I happened to meet Mr. Xue when I left Muxi City."

That's all, as for what the purpose is, I'm sorry that there is no one.

Xue Yunhan's eyes kept looking at Feng Wuxin. His slender eyes were so cold that they could freeze everything into ice. Even Feng Wuxin couldn't help but tighten his clothes on his body, feeling that his whole body was so cold.

"Oh, Yun Han is back."

At this moment, Xue Lao's voice sounded.

Old Xue and several servants came to the courtyard. When they saw Feng Wuxin scattered with white hair, they couldn't help but be stunned, but their eyes fell on their grandson again.

"It just so happens that Grandpa will introduce you to you. This is Wuxin's young master. The reason why Grandpa can come back from Muxicheng is thanks to Wuxin."

Old Xue enthusiastically introduced Feng Wuxin to his grandson, and the process of acquaintance between them, etc., but Xue Yunhan, who was standing there, kept looking at Feng Wuxin with an expression that remained unchanged for thousands of years. Even though Old Xue said something, he didn't even blink.

After the old Xue finished speaking, he was counting on what Xue Yunhan could say, but the atmosphere was so quiet that it was dying and embarrassing.

But Mr. Xue, who had long been accustomed to his grandson's virtue, continued to say his own words.

"Just heard the servant say you are back, it's safe to go to Philadelphia."

Mr. Xue asked Xue Yunhan if this trip to Philadelphia was going smoothly. A few days will be the day to go to Diyun Mountain, so you should pay more attention to rest.

In short, Balala said a lot of concern, but in the end she only got a cold word.

Old Xue smiled awkwardly and signaled Feng Wuxin not to care, Yun Han is this kind of personality.

"I'm not interested, this is Xue Yunhan, the eldest grandson of my husband. I told you when we were having dinner."

"Your martial arts are good, and I hope you still have a chance to fight."

This sentence was not said by Feng Wuxin, but was said from Xue Yunhan's mouth. Every word and every sentence exudes a cold breath, and every word seems to freeze people into ice lumps.

"Thank you for your praise. Mr. Yun Han's martial arts are also very exquisite. I have time to talk and talk."

Feng Wuxin responded politely, but saw the shocked expression on Xuetian City and the people's faces.

Yes, it's just shock!

After Feng Wuxin finished speaking, Xue Yunhan turned around and left and disappeared from everyone's sight. However, he could not help but be shocked and even frightened. He looked at Feng Wuxin and Xue Yunhan who had already left with an expression of disbelief.

"Old Xue... Your expression is really weird."

It looked a little creepy in the middle of the night. Did she say something wrong? Or did Xue Yunhan say something wrong? Why did these people look shocked and eat shit?

"Your martial arts are good and hope you will have a chance to fight, fifteen words!"

Xuetiancheng counted the fifteen words that Xue Yunhan said just now, and even more certain that what he had just born was true.

Fifteen words!

Fifteen words!

Feng Wuxin didn't understand why the expressions of Xuetian City and the people of the people were so shocked, but the people in Xuezuo knew it.

Since the eldest son of the Snow Clan landed, he has never cried and suffered until he was three years old. Even if he visited famous doctors, it would be useless. People in the family still think that the eldest grandson of the Snow Clan is a mute.

It was not until later that the eldest grandson of the snow clan appeared and pointed at the man and said something, that everyone realized that the eldest grandson of the snow clan was not mute, but was too lazy to speak. Not only that, but also a talented, intelligent and intelligent group.

However, Xue Yunhan is like a name, and his behavior and actions are unpredictable.

Even if you nodded when you meet someone, it would be considered a burning incense. If you can say seven words in one sentence, it would be a blessing for the ancestors to accumulate virtue.

Now, there are fifteen words in what Xue Yunhan said just now, and even Xuetian City, who is her biological grandfather, has never enjoyed such preferential treatment.

"Wuxin, can I ask you something?"

"No, I refuse."

Although I don’t know what Xuetian City asked for to give alms, it’s better not to agree to it on the safe side, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

"Wuxin, you have to agree to this matter even if you agree to it, and you have to agree to it if you don't."

The scene that was born just now was something Xuetiancheng never thought of. It is worthy of being the young man he liked by Xuetiancheng. He could make his grandson say fifteen words as soon as he met.

Before Feng Wuxin could refuse again, Xue Tiancheng first spoke out what Feng Wuxin wanted to do.

"Wuxin, you should also see what kind of personality my grandson has. Few people in the world can get into Yun Han's eyes. I hope you can become friends with Yun Han."

This requirement is Xuetiancheng's grandfather's concern for his grandson. After so many years, other people's children have playmates around them, but Yun Han is always alone.

The grandfather saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. He thought Yun Han would continue like this, but God kept his curtains and let Wuxin appear in front of him. This must have been arranged by God.

Feeling the hot look in Old Xue's eyes, Feng Wuxin took a step back awkwardly.

"Old Xue, are you really looking for friends for your grandson or a wife?"

"It doesn't matter. If you can make that boy Yun Han have normal emotions, even if that boy marrys you as a wife, I will definitely say something."

Mr. Xue's words made Feng Wuxin look so scary. How could he hear this so scary?

"Old Xue, you should also understand that your grandson's personality is a disease. If I make a right judgment, it should be an emotional cognitive impairment."

"It doesn't matter if it's a disease. If you don't want to treat it, you can do it."

Mr. Xue had already believed that his grandson would treat Wuxin very much. He didn't say a word and gave his grandson to Feng Wuxin. Those who didn't know about it thought he wanted to ask his wife to offer his son, while Mr. Xue was about to pass away.

"This disease needs to be treated by a psychologist. Good night, I'll go to bed first."

He closed the door with a slam, and Feng Wuxin escaped on the excuse of being tired, but Mr. Xue still kept muttering at the door for half an hour. After all, this matter is related to his grandson.

I kept thinking about Mr. Xue's voice in my ears. In the end, Feng Wuxin failed and told Mr. Xue that he would try to end the trouble.

Why!

Finally, I'm sleeping!

Covered with a quilt, Feng Wuxin finally fell asleep.

The next day.

The morning sun shines on Feng Wuxin's face, and the warm quilt seals Feng Wuxin's body. I really don't want to get up.
Chapter completed!