No one notified me in advance. Everyone in the end times is crazy.

Chapter 307: Beasts and Shackles

Chapter 307: Beasts and Shackles

Several people went to the nearest restaurant.

Jiangnan followed Fu Yunchu and found a place to sit down.

Luo Fanling found the shopkeeper and said something, paid some silver, and the two reached some kind of deal.

He lightly tapped the sword seal on his forehead, summoned his natal sword Changqing, and asked him to protect Fu Yunchu, then left with the waiter.

A tall man with a plum blossom pattern on his face and wearing revealing red clothes walked towards them.

Fu Yunchu introduced him, "His name is Changqing, and he's my brother's sword spirit."

Changqing waved to Jiangnan and said hello. The red robe that was originally hanging on his shoulders slipped down, exposing his entire chest.

Jiangnan was silent for a moment, then looked at Fu Yunchu and asked, "The sword follows its master, right?"

"Yes."

"So Luo Fanling is actually an exhibitionist, right?"

"That's not my brother!"

"That's a gangster!"

"No, oh no! It's not true anyway!"

Jiangnan smiled without saying anything, as if to say, "I understand everything."

"Don't let your imagination run wild. Brother really isn't like that. He's very conservative."

Jiangnan asked with interest: "Oh? For example?"

"For example...for example...my brother never lets me..." As Fu Yunchu spoke, his voice became softer and softer, his face became redder and redder, and it felt like water would drip out of him in the next second.

Jiangnan teased him deliberately and asked, "Why wouldn't I let you do it?"

Fu Yunchu closed his eyes and blurted out everything: "He won't let me help, and he won't let me touch him, so he's definitely not some hooligan exhibitionist!"

Jiangnan's mouth curved wider and wider as he speculated, "Could it be because you're still young? Maybe his true nature will be revealed once you're an adult."

"really?"

"Of course, I can see that he is..."

"Cough cough!" Changqing coughed twice, interrupting their conversation.

Fu Yunchu poured him a glass of water and asked with concern, "Changqing, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"It's okay, I just choked."

"It's okay."

"What a fool! How could a sword spirit like him be sick? He was just trying to stop the teacher from talking to you. Oh, now that I think about it, I'm the smart one!"

Jiangnan rested his elbows on the table, held up his chin and looked at Fu Yunchu's chubby face. He couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.

"It feels so good!"

He couldn't help but pinch it a few more times. Fu Yunchu was most afraid of pain, but he didn't want to disappoint Jiangnan.

Holding back... holding back... tears fell on Jiangnan's hands.

She then realized that she had played it too much.

"No? You started crying just by pinching your face?"

Luo Fanling, who had just come out of the kitchen, saw this scene. He rushed to Fu Yunchu's side, hugged him and asked anxiously, "Xiaochu, what's wrong? Who bullied you?"

Fu Yunchu covered his face, which had been pinched until it turned red, and shook his head desperately.

"Why is your face red? Did she hit you?" Luo Fanling said as he glared at Jiangnan, his eyes filled with bloodshot.

Fu Yunchu grabbed him and quickly explained: "No! Sister Jiangnan didn't hit me!"

"really."

When Luo Fanling heard the voice, he turned his head to look at Changqing who was leisurely drinking tea, and gradually regained his senses.

"That's right. If she had dared to hit you, her head would have been separated from her body by now."

[Is he so arrogant? Can the teacher tolerate him?]

Fu Yunchu echoed a few words, pulled Luo Fanling to sit down, and threw himself into his arms to help him vent his emotions.

I don't know why, but I always feel that this man named Luo Fanling is terrifying. He's like a wild beast that can easily explode, and Fu Yunchu is the beastly yoke that controls his sanity.

Luo Fanling's frown slowly relaxed, he rubbed Fu Yunchu's head, and said with a smile: "Okay, you're like a kitten, are you hungry?"

"Hmm~ I'm hungry~"

Luo Fanling smiled dotingly. Due to long-term sword practice, his palms were rough. In order to avoid hurting Fu Yunchu, he rubbed his red face with the back of his hand, and then he realized what was going on.

He looked at Jiangnan and asked, "Did you pinch Xiaochu's face?"

"Yes."

"That's something you can pinch? Don't be so rude."

Jiangnan, who was raised in the palm of Lu Ming's hand, would not tolerate his bad habits at all and would always confront him.

"If I don't pinch his face, how can I pinch yours? You have such a sullen face, and you wipe your hands like a grave robber. What? A dead body is covering your face? And you're still saying that the head has been separated from the body for a long time. If it weren't for your face being relatively pretty, I would have slapped you in the face a long time ago! You like me but you dare not say it! Pretend! Brother!"

Everyone present, including Luo Shiyu, was stunned.

[I didn't know the teacher's words were so poisonous!!!]

As a genius, Luo Fanling grew up under the praise of everyone and had never heard such words.

Just as she was about to stand up to confront him, Fu Yunchu held her waist tightly.

"Brother! Xiaochu is starving to death!"

"Hurry up and feed the baby! What if he doesn't grow taller?"

Jiangnan simply said one sentence and successfully persuaded Luo Fanling. (As mentioned earlier, he has always been concerned about Fu Yunchu's short and thin figure.)

Luo Fanling breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the anger in his heart, placed his hand on the table and waved it.

A table of steaming delicious food appeared.

Jiangnan asked curiously, "I see you don't have a storage ring on that hand, how did you do that?"

"none of your business?"

"Brother~"

"This is my special ability, it's inconvenient to tell you."

Jiangnan boldly guessed, "Is it a spatial ability like a storage ring? No, it should be more advanced than that. After all, I saw you come out of the kitchen, and it took less than a breath for you to appear next to Fu Yunchu."

After hearing this, Luo Fanling immediately became alert. He held Fu Yunchu in his arms and asked, "Who are you?"

"Just a weirdo."

"Heh, stop playing dumb with me. What's your cultivation level?"

"do not know."

Luo Fanling threw a stone used to test cultivation on the table in front of Jiangnan and said, "Test now."

"How does this thing work?"

"Just input the spiritual power into it."

"I don't have any spiritual power."

"how is this possible?"

"Teacher, you didn't lie. The spiritual energy you cultivators use comes from heaven and earth, while my teacher uses the power of the Heavenly Dao, which comes from the blessings of all things. We gods depend on people's faith. Our paths are different, and we can't compare them at all."

Luo Fanling suddenly grabbed Jiangnan's wrist and used his spiritual power to probe inside her body, but found that she didn't even have a spiritual sea to store spiritual power, and was just an ordinary person.

"It hurts! Let go!"

"Brother, you hurt Sister Jiangnan."

Luo Fanling let go of her hand and only relaxed his guard completely after making sure that she posed no threat.

Jiangnan rubbed his wrist, which had been gripped until it turned red, and kept complaining: "You hit me so hard, do you know how to be gentle with women?"

A hand pushed the bowl of beef soup and rice in front of her.

Jiangnan looked at the owner of the hand and blurted out, "Are you so anxious to poison me?"

"Eat it if you want! If you don't, you'll starve to death!"

"What are you talking about? I'd rather starve to death..."

While Jiangnan was talking, Fu Yunchu scooped a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into her mouth. He looked at her expectantly and asked, "How is it? Is the rice my brother cooked delicious?"

"Not bad! No! You didn't order food at the restaurant, but cooked it yourself?"

Luo Fanling stirred the rice in his hand, blew on it, and fed it into Fu Yunchu's mouth before responding to her.

"Well, Xiaochu is picky about food, so if I make it myself, at least I can ensure it's clean and nutritious."

"There's no fasting?"

"Xiaochu is still growing, and her cultivation level is low, so she hasn't practiced fasting." (Luo Fanling thought Jiangnan was an ordinary person, so he served her a bowl of rice as well)

Jiangnan nodded in agreement, his impression of him improving. While eating, he said, "I didn't expect that a big and strong swordsman like you could be so thoughtful."

"Don't talk while eating, don't talk while sleeping. Can't even eating shut your mouth?"

Jiangnan smiled at him with a forced smile and said nothing, but he felt that the curse was very dirty.

"As expected... he's still a nasty guy."