Douluo: My soul power will always be ten levels higher than Tang San's

Chapter 46 The first intimate contact with Qian Renxue

Seeing Lin Feng's actions, Qian Renxue felt that her world had completely collapsed!

What kind of monster is this!

With the strength of a mere 23rd level great soul master, he can actually withstand the full pressure of a 99th level peak Douluo!

No, no, this is no longer a hard attack, but a direct disregard!

It’s simply weird and completely unreasonable!

And Qian Daoliu on the side is not much better!

He could only withdraw his martial spirit in embarrassment and stare at his granddaughter Qian Renxue!

Thinking that he, one of the three most powerful men in the mainland, had fallen to the point where he activated his martial soul and used all his soul power to oppress a six-year-old kid.

However, the final result is that people simply treat him as if he does not exist!

As if nothing had happened, he set up tables and chairs there, as if he was preparing to have a big meal right in front of the broken city lord's mansion!

Lin Feng took out a table and three chairs from the Qiankun Ring.

The table was specially made, with a recessed brazier in the middle. Lin Feng skillfully lit a fire with smokeless charcoal, and then took out a matching copper pot.

Lin Feng greeted while busy,

"Grandpa Qian Daoliu, sister Xiaoxue, don't be stunned, come and sit down."

Lin Feng still had a good impression of Qian Daoliu.

Make a clear distinction between right and wrong and keep your promises!

He knew that his son Qianxunji was killed by Bibi Dong, but he also knew that Qianxunji's method of keeping Bibi Dong was too dark, so he didn't have much hatred for Bibi Dong.

Compared with personal hatred, Qian Daoliu cares more about the future of Wuhundian. Bibidong has the talent to reach another level and can lead Wuhundian to go further, so Qian Daoliu is willing to support Bibidong and support her to become a Wuhundian. The Pope of the Palace of Souls.

He once fought with Tang Chen and made a promise under him that the members of the Wuhun Palace would never set foot on the mountain where the Haotian Sect was located, unless he could defeat Tang Chen.

Even though Tang Chen has been missing for many years, Qian Daoliu has always stuck to his promise. Even if his son was indirectly killed by Tang Hao, Qian Daoliu has not labeled the Haotian Sect.

Therefore, Lin Feng didn't quite believe what Yu Xiaogang said before his death that Qian Daoliu and his son threatened him.

But it was impossible for Yu Xiaogang to lie at that time.

Therefore, Lin Feng believed that Qianxunji should have borrowed Qiandaoliu's reputation.

"You know us?"

Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu were not polite when they heard this, and each found a chair to sit down. After Qian Daoliu finished asking, while waiting for Lin Feng's answer, Qian Renxue and Qian Renxue watched Lin Feng's work curiously.

Qian Daoliu didn't care much about Lin Feng calling him grandpa. It's destined to happen sooner or later.

"Of course, you are the famous guardian of the angel god, one of the three peerless Douluo in the world, and you are known as the invincible in the sky!"

"Your portraits and deeds are all over the continent. Is there anything strange about knowing you?"

Qian Daoliu nodded when he heard the words and fell silent for a while.

Lin Feng took a look and guessed that his words might have brought back Qian Daoliu's memories of Bo Saixi and Tang Chen.

"Then, how do you know me?"

It's rare for Qian Renxue to resume her women's clothing. She doesn't have to pretend to be someone else, nor does she need to carefully plan or calculate. So she enjoyed this rare moment of relaxation and regained a little of her girlish nature.

"I heard everything you said in my field."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he began to play with the bottom of his special pot.

"what!"

Qian Renxue was shocked.

"Did you hear everything?"

"That's my beautiful fiancée, Sister Xiaoxue. What's your full name?" Lin Feng asked pretending not to know.

"Ah, this..."

Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, hesitant and at a loss.

After all, he was not an ordinary person, and Lin Feng was only six years old at this time, so Qian Renxue soon regained her composure. She turned around and glared at Qian Daoliu first, then turned back, squatted down next to Lin Feng, and stretched out her hand. He pinched Lin Feng's cute little face.

"You little brat, do you know what a fiancée is?"

Lin Feng rolled his eyes helplessly, reached out and patted Qian Renxue's fair, slender and beautiful hands away dissatisfied.

"Don't treat me like a child, I know a lot."

Ignoring Lin Feng's dissatisfaction and protest, Qian Renxue stretched out her two claws again, pinched Lin Feng's face and played with it for a while before stopping.

Lin Feng rubbed his little face that was slightly red from being pinched by Qian Renxue. He couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Qian Renxue in protest before continuing to stir-fry the bottom of the pot.

Qian Renxue saw Lin Feng's cute expression of helplessly rolling his eyes and couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, sister, let me tell you, my name is Qian Renxue, remember it!"

Lin Feng's strength, strange performance, coupled with his cute and delicate face, as well as his tragic fate destined to be abandoned by heaven, made Qian Renxue suddenly not so resistant to the fate of being his fiancée.

Even in my heart, I felt some pity and pity for Lin Feng.

"Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue, my sister's name is really nice."

"Really? Then tell me what's so nice about it?"

Qian Renxue lowered her head and smelled the bottom of the pot that was beginning to emit a rich aroma, a little deliberately trying to make things difficult.

She didn't know why, but she felt inexplicably happy when she saw Lin Feng deflated.

"Hmm..." Lin Feng thought for a moment, then glanced at Qian Renxue out of the corner of his eye, and a smirk escaped from the corner of his mouth.

"Let's see, Sister Xiaoxue, I saw the reward announcement from His Highness the Crown Prince during the day during the advanced test in Wuhun Hall."

"Say yes, I'm offering a reward for someone who writes a poem about snow. How about I write one now and give it to you?"

"After all, your name also happens to contain snow."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue smiled unnaturally, then stared with her big beautiful eyes, and held back her golden hair that was floating around her ears.

"You're a little kid, you're only six years old, can you read two-hand Chinese characters? Are you brazen enough to write poetry?"

After saying that, he bent his right index finger and snapped it, giving Lin Feng a headache.

"Sister Xiaoxue, don't always bully me?"

Lin Feng finished frying the bottom of the pot, tasted it a little, and nodded with satisfaction. He was not angry at Qian Renxue's little action, and was even a little happy in his heart.

Qian Renxue, who doesn't pretend to be Xue Qinghe, is still very lively and cute in nature!

"Who bullied you? I'm teaching you to behave. Who told you to lie at a young age?"

After Qian Renxue finished speaking, she imitated Lin Feng's actions and picked up a chopstick to dip some of the soup at the bottom of the pot to taste it.

"Lin Feng, what are you making? Why have you never seen it before?" Qian Renxue's pretty face wrinkled slightly. The smell of the bottom of the pot was of course a bit strong, so Qian Renxue naturally wouldn't find it delicious.

"Well, I call it hot pot. It is a new way of eating that I invented myself. You will know it in a moment. I guarantee that you will never forget it after eating it!"

Lin Feng spoke without affecting the movements of his hands at all. He took out the soup he had cooked during the day from the Qiankun Ring and added it to the pot.

"Besides, Sister Xiaoxue, I didn't lie. If you don't believe me, I'll recite it right away. Oh no, I'll recite the poem I've written to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng heard a burst of noisy footsteps approaching quickly...

(End of this chapter)