Most beautiful and crazy doctor: Devil god, tease lightly!

Ye Lan has long been used to Ye Feng's deliberately ignoring her and airing her attitude.

She didn't think so. She went straight to a chair opposite the bookcase, sat down, crossed her legs, picked up a ornament on the short table and played with it.

A moment later, Ye Feng finally raised his head and looked at Ye Lan's sitting face, so he couldn't help frowning!

He opened his mouth in a scolding tone, "you smelly girl..."

"Stop!" Ye Lan interrupted Ye Feng and said for him, "I don't know the rules, don't respect the old man, be a fool, don't have a shape. I said it for you. What else do you want to say?"

Ye Feng: "

This dead girl! He's so angry! She was born to be angry with him!

Ye Lan sat upright and said to Ye Feng, "you say you are old. You are an old man. You always make a surface and deliberately ignore me. You pay silent attention to me behind your back. As soon as you meet, you stick to your old face and want to teach me a lesson. It's awkward. Who can you show it to? Is it childish or not?"

"..." Ye Feng's old face was a little confused. He was speechless for a moment before he found his voice and said, "who cares about you behind your back! Don't put gold on your face!"

"Really? Ha ha..." Ye Lan raised her eyebrows and said, "don't think I don't know. Little rice bucket runs here every three or five times. Tell me what he did!"

With a calm face and a cold hum, Ye Feng said, "I just know about your daily life, but I'm still used to it. What's the need? After all, he's a distinguished guest of our family!"

Ye Lan turned his eyes silently, this hard spoken old man!

Just pity the original little Ye Lan. Because of the old man's awkward character, he didn't feel the warmth of family care until he died.

Without waiting for Ye Lan to speak, Ye Feng quickly changed the topic, "come on, what's the matter with you?"

"Oh," said Ye Lan, "I just came to say hello to you. I'll go out in two days."

Hearing the speech, Ye Feng frowned and asked, "where are you going again?"

"What does it mean to go wild? Do you always talk well?" said Ye Lan discontentedly.

"..." Ye Feng pulled his mouth and said as if you could speak well!

Ye Lan said again, "I'm going out to practice."

"Where? How long?" Ye Feng asked.

Ye Lan shook her head and replied, "not necessarily."

The fact is that canglan hasn't told her where their destination is.

"Not necessarily? It's like children's play!" Ye Feng commented coldly and asked tentatively, "yourself?"

Ye Lan tilted like Ye Feng and said, "of course not. As my teacher, canglan naturally took me."

Ye Feng said with an uneasy face, "it's too dangerous outside. Just walk around the sunset forest nearby."

Ye Lan disagreed with him. "If you want to progress and become stronger, you have to go to a suitable place to experience and fight. I'm not afraid of danger."

Ye Feng didn't want to reason with Ye Lan. He directly calmed his face, patted the table and said, "in short, I won't agree with you to go too far!"

"Boo!" Ye Lan saw Ye Feng's arbitrary appearance, and her anger came up. She sneered, "old man, you should find out. I just came to inform you that I'm going out, not to ask for your opinion! Whether you agree or not has no impact on me!"

"You dead girl!" Ye Feng patted the table angrily. "You smelly girl, do you dare to talk back? Do you dare not obey? It's against you!"

"Ha ha..." Ye Lan smiled sarcastically, "old man, when did I hear you? As for talking back, I think you should be used to it!"

"You dead girl!" Ye Feng pointed to Ye Lan and trembled with anger.

Ye Lan took out his ears and said, "it's either a smelly girl or a dead girl. In other words, Lao Tzu, can you swear a little new? OK, don't faint. I'm leaving!"

Then he turned and walked outside the study.

"You dead girl! Stop!" Ye Feng stamped his feet angrily in the back.

Ye Lan just didn't hear and continued to go out.

Don't stop! Hum! Why listen to you?! Now I came to care about her and said that I was afraid of danger outside. Why did I go early? Smelly old man, your real granddaughter is dead. It's too late to show concern now! She doesn't appreciate it!

Ye Lan went out of Ye Feng's study and closed the study door with a bang!

"Mom... Will your grandfather spit blood?" then Xiaocao said weakly in Ye Lan's spiritual field.

Ye Lan said, "don't worry, the old guy is in good health! It's not so easy to vomit blood!"

In the study.

Ye Feng looked at the closed door and sat down in a chair.

He wondered how the once timid little granddaughter could rebel like this now?

……

The next morning, Ye Lan went to canglan's class as usual.

This time, Cang LAN taught Ye Lan how to embed her primary inscription patterns on her equipment, and how to draw inscription patterns directly on weapons to achieve better enchanting effect.

When it comes to weapons, Ye Lan can't help thinking of the magic wand she left in the corner of the space. The sacrifice of the former Temple of light, Eric, is a relic of his life.

Eric has been dead for more than 200 years. I wonder if anyone in the world knows his weapons?

Cang LAN found that Ye Lan was wandering. She frowned. She knocked on her desktop with a small wooden stick as a yardstick and taught her a lesson: "what are you thinking? You are so careless and not serious in class! Your learning attitude is too wrong!"

Ye Lan has been immune to canglan's appearance of taking the teacher's shelf.

Ignoring his face and the stick in front of him, she directly summoned Eric's light wand from the language ring space and said to canglan, "Hey, Mr. mummy, look at this weapon. Is there a way to change its appearance?"

This weapon is good and suitable for her, but she is afraid to be recognized by the people in the temple of light. She doesn't dare to take it out at all. She can only put it in the space to cover the dust. What a pity!

Cang LAN took the staff handed over by Ye Lan, looked at it briefly, and said, "the quality is a little poor, but with your current strength, it's also appropriate to use this staff."

Ye Lan: "

This staff has been strengthened to level 8. It's a very rare weapon, okay! What's wrong!

If this is bad, I don't know what kind of weapon is a good weapon in the eyes of canglan, an old cultural relic?!

At this time, Cang LAN sniffed and smelled the smell of the staff. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "what's the smell of the guard of the temple of light? Where did you get this staff?"