C46 Peach blossom tribulations

"I'm sorry." Although Long Bufan enjoyed this treatment, he still took out his left hand that was hugged by the lady. Lowering his head, his black eyes looked at Ai Xue who was half a head shorter than him, and said calmly: "I am not your boyfriend, you might have recognized the wrong person."

Long Bufan laughed inside, thinking that how could there be such a good thing in this world, he was clearly using his as a shield, he might even use him without knowing. However, when he thought about how he felt when the beauty stuck close to his arm, his heart couldn't help but slightly lurch. His sense of touch was alright, but he didn't know how his hand felt.

"You …" When Ai Xue saw that she had been exposed, that she had never been rejected by anyone ever since she was young, she felt a little unhappy.

Raising his head to look at Long Bufan, their eyes met, and looking at that pair of pitch black eyes that was as deep as a black hole, he was suddenly stunned. She seemed to see a hint of melancholy, loneliness, helplessness …

How could such a young eye have such a complicated look in it? She was very curious and mysterious. She stared straight into the eyes, wanting to see through them, but she could not see anything.

"It is indeed fake." He expressed the concept of "Knight" very appropriately, and smiled as he asked Long Bufan: "Seeing your unfamiliar face, you should be an outer court disciple who just entered the palace, right? What's your name?"

"Long Bufan."

Long Bufan said indifferently. In his heart, he was very impressed with this fellow. In order to show off, he actually brought light armor on a hot day and wasn't tired and stuffy.

"Could it be that you are the Long Bufan who had a conflict with Senior Brother Yang Feng this morning?!" Ai Xue looked at the youth in front of him in astonishment.

Long Bufan didn't know that news of him and Yang Feng had already spread far and wide in the Outer Palace during the short time he had gone to the Main Hall. Some of the disciples who had nothing better to do were guessing that in the outer hall competition half a year later, if Long Bufan came across him, he would be beaten to a pulp.

"Yes, Little Senior Sister." rubbed his nose. Mentioning the name Yang Feng made him a little unhappy, making him want to go to the breeding grounds to do menial work for half a year.

"So he's a fellow who doesn't know his place." He stretched out his right hand towards Long Bufan and smiled: "Hello, I am Li Jian. I have already been in the palace for three years. According to seniority, I am your senior brother."

Long Bufan could see from his smile that he was pretending to be kind, but out of politeness, he extended his right hand to shake his hand.

However, the moment he held onto his palm, he suddenly felt the other party's strength increase drastically as he tightly gripped his palm!

"This guy is really hypocritical." Long Bufan frowned, and raised his head to look at him coldly.

Without thinking too much, Long Bufan also increased the strength in his hands, blocking the other party's compression. In his heart, he estimated that the other party's strength should be at the level of the late stage of the Natal Opening Realm.

Long Bufan did not want to continue wasting time like this, so he channeled all the Yuan Power in his body into his arms, causing his strength to greatly increase.

Li Jian's heart trembled. He couldn't help but be shocked that a new disciple who had just entered the Outer Palace would have such great power, and at this moment, his right hand was painfully grasped by Long Bufan, but trying to pull it away was useless. He felt powerless, and the pain in his hand caused his face to turn green and red. However, he didn't dare to make a sound in front of the beautiful lady, lest it affect his image.