Feng Qin is cute and looks like a lady carved in pink and jade, with a flame branding on his eyebrows.
Lan Zhen didn't dare to really treat him like a child - with this guy's bad temper, he would set fire to him if he didn't agree, he should be regarded as a little ancestor.
After leaving the mountain, Lan Tian's sidekick had already launched a network, and found out that Lin Zhizhi walked towards the iceberg somewhere in Neishan after having lunch. Lan Zhen and Feng Qin followed him to the foot of the iceberg, frowning and looking up: "Why did he come here? Could it be that his master is also the elder of Neishan?"
- After all, Dao Zun is too ethereal. People of Lan Zhen's age can only hear from legends.
Feng Qin's pupils were flushed red, and the red cloak was draped over his shoulders, which was particularly eye-catching in the ice and snow. The dough-like Zheng Tai rolled his eyes: "The elder is the elder. I'm afraid he won't succeed? It's enough for me to go up alone, you can only get in the way!"
Lan Zhen's face turned blue: "But do you know Lin Zhizhi..."
Feng Qin snorted coldly, "Are you doubting me?"
Hearing the displeasure in Feng Qin's mouth, Lan Zhen shook his head sharply. Dangzi turned his head in satisfaction, pushed Lan Zhen away, and went up the mountain by himself.
Since he didn't know exactly where Lin Zhizhi was, Feng Qin simply transformed into flame wings and flew high in the sky looking for a figure. But when his height reached the mountainside, it seemed to touch some kind of restriction! The wings condensed by the fire of life were suppressed by an irresistible force! This spiritual energy is so fierce, it even overwhelmed his father in the God Transformation stage!
Feng Qin lost his wings, and his whole body fell from the sky. He tumbled several times and fell down the mountainside. He hung on the roots of an old tree on a cliff, and was about to fall off the cliff again!
He tried to activate the magic weapon on his body, but the treasure given by his father couldn't move because of the forbidden spiritual power. As soon as he moved, the dead tree branch hanging from him trembled a little, so scared that he didn't dare to move anymore.
Feng Qin was only a thirteen-year-old child after all. Judging from the long years of Yao Xiu, he was actually just born not long ago. Encountering such a big change, he was overwhelmed by kicking his calf, looking at the boundless ice and snow, and burst into tears.
Perhaps because of the agitation of the sound, the snow blocks on the roots of the old tree that he grabbed loosened a little, and Feng Qin was so frightened that he didn't dare to cry again, and he felt desperate.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of someone approaching suddenly came from Feng Qin's ears.
Step by step, from far to near.
His eyes widened with tears, and he saw a dark-haired boy approaching slowly.
This young man has delicate eyebrows, his skin is shiny and flowing, like a solitary snow frost, and his black hair is tied with a hosta, as smooth as fine silk. He was holding a purple bamboo sword in his right hand, but placed it on the snow next to him when he approached him.
For some unknown reason, Feng Qin watched the young man approaching him, and suddenly heard the sound of his father telling him that he first met his mother.
What did he say? It seemed like the same, the father looked at the woman who made him fall in love at first sight, walked slowly to his side, and passed him by.
Since then I have no intention of loving a good night.
Feng Qin completely forgot about his current situation, and stared blankly as the young man came to him, hugged him with one hand, and climbed the roots of the tree with the other, leaving the cliff with some difficulty.
His hands are so beautiful.
Feng Qin lay in his arms and thought.
The hug is also very warm...
Little Dumpling buried his cheeks in the boy's arms and couldn't help rubbing it again and again. When he came to the safety zone, the young man wanted to let him down, but Feng Qin refused. He grabbed the opponent's neck with both hands, but he didn't let go.
This made the boy speechless. But thinking about such a small child, going through these dangers alone, I was afraid that I was a little scared, so I just sat down with him and patted his back soothingly.
After a while, Feng Qin was willing to let his face leave the boy's shoulders. Dough Dough looked timidly at the boy's face and refused to look away for a moment.
-If he was seen like this by his father, he would be pissed off. On weekdays, Feng Qin treats everyone in a arrogant and arrogant manner, and asking him to do one thing is as hard as heaven.
The young man was also quite patient. After waiting for Feng Qin to calm down, he stared blankly at him while grasping a strand of his hair before asking, "How are you? Are you okay?"
The boy's voice was clear and crisp, reminiscent of the sound of ice and snow melting on this mountain.
The voice is good, even the lark family does not have such a good voice.
Feng Qin thought.
Seeing that the dough in his arms looked silly and amused, the young man couldn't help pinching his cheek: "Do you remember what your father's name was? I'll take you down the mountain and give it to senior brother? You Should be a disciple of Sword Sect?"
Hearing that this young man was going to hand him over, Feng Qin was no longer crazy. He cleared his throat and replied, "No, I want to sit for a while."
His words were deliberately softened, and they belonged to the childish voice of Zhengtai, but they were accompanied by old-fashioned words, which made the young man laugh: "How could you appear on this mountain alone?"
Feng Qin just shook his head and refused to speak.
Thinking that he just let this young man see such an ugly face, he really hated that Lan Zhen who made him come here! And that Lin Zhizhi, why didn't he meet him earlier, so he wouldn't touch the ban!
Seeing that Feng Qin did not reply, the young man did not ask any further questions, but asked the first question: "Are you alright?"
This time, Feng Qin nodded with a face: "I'm fine, don't look at me like this, I'm very good."
He couldn't wait to tell the young man how powerful he was, so that he could forget who he was just now.
As if amused by his words, the boy's lips curled up like a flower blooming in the ice and snow, captivating: "How can you be so powerful when you are so young?"
Feng Qin raised his chest: "I am from the Feng clan!"
He succeeded in seeing the surprised look in the other's eyes.
"When I become an adult, even if I don't practice, I can become the Nascent Soul, and I will be invincible in the world of self-cultivation." He proudly described the picture of the future.
"Amazing." Juvenile Quandang coaxed him to play.
Once the chatterbox is opened, it is difficult to close it. After Feng Qin opened this mouth, he couldn't help but want to say more, try his best to let this young man know more about him.
So he talked about the mark between the eyebrows from his father, from the prohibition on the mountainside to the reason why he went up the mountain...
However, when talking about Lan Zhen, the corner of the boy's mouth twitched and he repeated, "Lan Zhen?!"
Feng Qin didn't see anything unusual about him, and nodded: "It's him, he's annoying, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be on the cliff!"
But then I won't meet you either... I'd better forgive him.
Xiao Dianzi silently added in his heart.
"Then the reason you went up the mountain was because...?"
Feng Qin blinked: "Because of that Lin Zhizhi! He is a big villain, he has been bullying that Lan Zhen's younger brother, and even beat him and the innocent people in the morning! That's why he came to me. I've always been kind-hearted, and after he said this, I immediately wanted to show him some color."
Teenager: "…"
What the hell?
excuse me? ? Although there are doubts about the plot in this story, if I heard correctly, Lin Zhizhi seems to be... that's him? !
At this time, this young man, Lin Zhizhi, was in a sour mood as he listened to the Doughnut he had just rescued and ranted about him incessantly. Not to mention that this dough is still holding him, and he must agree to whether Lin Zhizhi is a big villain, but he hates it, right
Lin Zhizhi could only: "Oh, hehe."
At the same time, he looked at the favorability level on the dough head [Feng Qin, favorability index is 90, attitude is secret love] / [Feng Qin, favorability index is -5, attitude is hostile] switching back and forth...
Speechless, it was only a smile.