Chen Fan didn't expect that this Ling Feiyang was still a silly talker, and he could not stop talking. If he didn't interrupt himself, he seemed to be able to talk about old age.

"Enough!" Chen Fan said in a deep voice. Chen Fan looked at Ling Fei who was struggling in his hand and said: "Look at your own state, am I definitely the kind of talker?"

When Ling Feiyang heard the words, he really looked down. He looked up at Chen Fan's face and suddenly stopped moving.

"I don't care, if you want to take me to see my father, I just won't see you!"

"I'm not leaving now, see what you are doing!"

After all, Ling Feiyang actually sat on the ground directly like a child, ignored everything, and just didn't leave.

This is obviously playing a rogue.

Chen Fan also sighed when he saw this. He was able to give birth to such a...lively son. I don't know who the Qingzhou prefect is.

But it's not that he can't cure this Ling Feiyang.

Just kidding, compared with Chen Fan, he has never encountered an opponent in his previous life!

Slowly squatted down and looked at Ling Feiyang, who was almost rolling around. Chen Fan whispered in his ear: "Guess if I shouted that Ling Feiyang would roll around, Ling Feiyang would be caught in the street. What do the people in Qingzhou City think of you now?"

"If I were them, I would definitely like to watch and see how embarrassing the prefect's son is now."

"At that time, I am afraid it will not be as simple as I sent you to the Prefect. Your father will definitely send someone to carry you back."

Throughout this passage, Chen Fan said very mildly, not half harshly, and even a touch of spring breeze.

But in Ling Feiyang's ears, it was no less than five thunders.

Especially looking at Chen Fan's face that is not at all humane, he has no doubt that if he is not obedient, Chen Fan will definitely do it the way he said.

"Don't don't don't, brother, can't I go with you? Let's talk about it."

Ling Feiyang is a master who accepts as soon as he sees it, knowing that he is not allowed to roll around, he can only secretly sigh that he has fallen blood mold, and he ran into a stunned green head when he went out.

But it's strange to say, why is this stunned green so powerful?

Ling Feiyang has always been very confident about his own cultivation level. Among the younger generation of Dachen, this age can have the Wuhuang peak cultivation level. Not to mention too strong, but at least it can be called a genius. Up.

But why is it that a stunned young man who pops up casually now can have such a cultivation base?

Moreover, in the same realm, Ling Feiyan couldn't help being so stunned.

In Lengtouqing's hands, Ling Feiyang had become a little boy, letting him take whatever he wanted, which was a bit scary.

Didn't it mean that Ling Feiyang couldn't even dodge a single move in a head-on fight, and was directly killed by a spike?

"Frozen... Brother, is it convenient for you to reveal your name? You are so strong at a young age, and you are more famous than those in the world."

Ling Feiyang's desire to survive is very strong, and he is frantically testing on the edge of Chen Fan's anger.

Chen Fan naturally knew what the other party wanted to do. He pursed his lips, and replied without squinting, "Under Chen Fan, there is an unknown person. Don't try to dig out my origins."

"Chen Fan, Chen Fan..." Ling Feiyang murmured in his heart, he really didn't find any information about the young monk named Chen Fan before.

"Is this guy jumping out of a crack in a rock?"

Ling Feiyang's energy was temporarily freed from the wailing, he began to pay more attention to Chen Fan's origin, and asked many questions along the way.

And Chen Fan answered ambiguously, and took Ling Feiyang straight to the Prefect's Mansion!