In the world of martial arts, the ninth grade is already an extraordinary figure. The ninth grade master is not a cabbage, but can come out one by one. Even if it is a cabbage, you must grow it! Who can grow these ninth grade masters like a cabbage? It is simply a shock, which also made Chen Yufan’s understanding of the two major institutions, Xiaoyao Villa and Longmen, has become more profound.

However, Chen Yufan is still a person who is at ease with the flow and will not stick to these details. Zhu Tiancheng was silent, Xie Dongqiang was injured, and no one came to cause trouble for him again. Such a life was already very good and good. But Su Jingjing was still worried.

After all, such a beautiful woman, who is so openly intimate with her, is still a normal man, and she will naturally react. However, those reflected in Chen Yufan's opinion are inevitably a bit funny and ridiculous. He has always thought that he is a dedicated man. Although Jin Haiyan betrayed him, he always has to be in love with him, but it seems that his own estimate is a bit wrong.

After a hundred years of time in the cave, this relationship has faded so much that it cannot be faded. Now it is perfect to describe them as strangers. Now Jin Haiyan seems to have left Zhu Tiancheng and traveled alone on campus. Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps someone deliberately arranged it.

Chen Yufan always meets her inadvertently, but even if she meets her, she just nods politely. Jin Haiyan doesn't know how many times she wants to say something or explain something, but when she sees Chen Yufan's superficial etiquette, she is indifferent in her bones, but she is forced to speak.

Such an experience was embarrassing, extremely embarrassing. But it was reasonable. After many times passing by this familiar boy, Jin Haiyan showed a sad expression, tears could not stop passing through her eyes, but Chen Yufan was still cold. Even he himself had never imagined this attitude that the woman who was so intimate with him became so strange.

At this moment, autumn has gradually deepened, and the maple leaves on campus have also begun to become red one after another, driving the murderous aura in Chen Yufan's heart to slowly surge. He looked up and let the mighty wind blow his hair, his eyes began to slowly solidify, looking into the distance.

"You have been following me for many days. How long will it take to follow me?" Chen Yufan said coldly. He didn't like the countless eyes behind him constantly peeking at him. It was a kind of surveillance. He understood that this force should be to protect him, but he was still unhappy. He didn't like the feeling that all his actions were seen by others.

He forced himself to endure it for a few days, but it still changed, especially when he and Su Jingjing were alone, with so many pairs of eyes behind him, Chen Yufan could feel a hint of excitement and an inexplicable smile in their eyes, which was especially unbearable for him.

The crowd was crowded, and soon, a figure appeared behind Chen Yufan. The man had long black hair and a cold face. He was only thirty years old, and was wearing a long silk gown, with an ancient style and ancient style. Chen Yufan could see clearly without his eyes, but most of the things he saw in this world were not real.

He knelt on one knee respectfully, and the man said, "I have seen the little prince!"

"Little Prince?" Chen Yufan seemed not very concerned about this title, or was a little funny. He raised his hand to brush his hair that was blown by the wind. His jasper ring emitted light in the air. He turned around silently. Chen Yufan had a strange smile on his face, but he still said shyly: "Nine-grade? Are you from Xiaoyao Villa?"

Leng Feng was surprised. Unexpectedly, the little prince in front of him could see his grade at a glance, nodded heavily, and said, "Report to the little prince, I am one of the thirteen Iron Cavalry of Xiaoyao Villa, and I am ordered to come and protect the little prince's safety."

"Appointed? Whose order?" Chen Yufan asked word by word.

"Yes, it's the owner!" Leng Feng stammered for a moment, then tilted his head and explained: "The owner of the owner is the 205th generation prince of the Li family. He is also the uncle of the little prince and the younger brother of the little prince's grandfather."

"Prince Prince? What kind of title is that king?" Chen Yufan smiled softly and said curiously.

"This..." Leng Feng raised his hand, looked at Chen Yufan, and said seriously: "The little prince is the main lineage of the Li family of Xiaoyao Villa. He has an extremely noble status and naturally takes over the title of the old owner. The old owner has only one daughter in his life, namely Princess Changyang. Now you are the only bloodline of the princess, and your title is naturally the prince!"
Chapter completed!