Everyone is Secretly in Love with Me

Lan Zhen still refused to give up, and came up with some novel and interesting ideas to attract Feng Qin's attention.If it was in the past, Little Phoenix, who had been in Xumi Illusion all year round, had already let Lan Zhen lead the way, but now he only got Xiao Dianzi's unreasonable rejection.In the end, Feng Qin was too lazy to entangle with him, and wanted to leave directly—but when he turned his head, his mind moved, and he turned to Lan Zhen and said, "Your subordinates saw Lin Zhi go up this mountain with their own eyes?"

Lan Zhen didn't understand the question, so he nodded blankly.

Feng Qin hesitated and muttered slowly: "Then have they seen a... um... like a fairy descended from the earth, with a delicate face, eyes that seem to be able to speak, and long black hair like satin, very good-looking, In short, everything is like a person who is exiled to go up?"

Xiao Dianzi's cheeks flushed, and she thought of when she was lying in his arms.

Thinking that Feng Qin would ask something serious, Lan Zhen: "..." Are you talking about a human being?Is it a line memorized from a secular book?

Noticing Lan Zhen's strange gaze, Feng Qin coughed, the blush faded from his fair face, and he returned to his usual high-spirited look: "Don't get me wrong, I don't like him, I'm just a little curious."

Lan Zhen put down the fan in his hand: "...Let me ask."

Seeing Feng Qin descending the mountain with a happy face before, Lan Zhen thought he had a great opportunity on the mountain, but due to the difference in identities between the two parties, it was not easy to ask directly.But I didn't realize it was about a beauty.

He asked the previous subordinates who were in charge of tracking Lin Zhizhi through the sound transmission conch, and the answers he got were that they had never seen anyone else, and only one person scratched his head and asked him hesitantly: "Young Master Lan, isn't it just to cut down on this bunch of adjectives?" Does Lin Zhizhi?"

Lan Zhen was so angry that he almost crushed the conch: "Get lost! If you think about it with your brain, it can't be him! There are black hair all over the world!"

Besides, since that time when he was a child, he never admitted that Lin Zhizhi was good-looking anymore!reject!

Putting the dense snail into the Qiankun Ring, Lan Zhen took a deep breath and said to Feng Qin, "I've never seen it before, maybe he's a person who lived on this mountain before."

Feng Qin was a little disappointed, nodded, waved his small hand and left a sentence before leaving to dispel Lan Zhen's intention to stop him: "I'm leaving, and I will help you teach Lin Zhizhi when I have time."

As for when this "free time" is, genius knows.

Before Lan Zhen had time to say anything, Feng Qin, who couldn't wait, had crushed the charm given by his father, and his figure gradually disappeared, returning to the Xumi illusion.

When Feng Qin's figure appeared in the Xumi illusion, the first thing he saw was his father.

In the resplendent palace, Fengshuang, a demon cultivator in the transformation stage, was holding a volume of books with one hand behind her back.Sensing the fluctuation of aura in front of him, he put down the book and looked over.

Seeing his son come back, the man who was not angry and pretentious snorted coldly: "You still know how to come back?"

Feng Qin coughed and blinked, not afraid of his father's anger at all.The child tore off the cloak from under his shoulders, came to his father, and answered irrelevant questions: "Isn't father going to Tianyin? Why did you come back so soon?"

Although Fengshuang was displeased, she still answered her son's question: "Your mother felt that the spiritual energy contained in your magic weapon was imprisoned, and she was far away, so she asked me to come back as soon as possible. Where did you go? Didn't I warn you , you don’t want to take a step out of the Sumeru Illusion before you become an adult?”

Feng Qin didn't care: "I just went to Neishan for a stroll, it's fine—"

Looking at her son's disapproving face, Feng Shuang raised her brows, and the coercion that belonged to the transformation stage pervaded her body, making Feng Qin unable to move: "The aura that imprisoned you is far above being a father, if you continue to act like this Make a fuss, something will happen someday!"

After finishing speaking, with a wave of his long sleeves, Feng Qin, who was immobile, was moved into the room, and his father's cold voice still lingered in his ears: "You will be fined not to leave the room for a week."

When Feng Qin took back the initiative of his body, the first thing he did was to slam the door and shout: "Father! Let me out! I need you to help me with something! Father!"

It's a pity that this time Fengshuang was determined to discipline his useless youngest son, no matter how Fengqin called him, he ignored him.In the end, the little dough was exhausted from beating, so he had to turn over and fall on the bed, thinking of the boy on the mountain just now.

The voice, appearance and appearance are still in front of my eyes and ears, I really want to see them right away.

Feng Qin held his big face and rolled over on the bed itching unbearably.

……

#The first day I didn’t see that boy, I miss him#

#The day after I didn’t see that boy, I miss him very much#

#The third day I didn’t see that boy, I miss him very much#

……

By the time the confinement in Fengqin's room disappeared, he had already written a short sleeve novel in his mind about his encounter, acquaintance, and love with that boy. It was 30 words long and rich in content.

The first thing that Xiao Zhengtai, who had just begun to fall in love with, came out was to ask his father to find the trace of the boy, but Fengshuang had already gone to the secret realm with his friends at that time and never came back.Frustrated, Feng Qin could only ignore his father's prohibition and forcefully go out to try his luck to find the boy.

From the original iceberg to the inner mansion, from day to night...all the disciples saw an elusive doughnut wandering in Jianzong.

After all, Luo Xianjianzong is so old, so he really met him once.

——Unlike Feng Qin, Lin Zhizhi didn't take this matter to heart after that.As far as he is concerned, he just saved a person with little effort.Although there are some twists and turns in the process, it is not worth his constant concern, but the most important thing at present is cultivation.

After practicing the sword a hundred times a day, Lin Zhizhi, who felt that he was getting more and more proficient, wanted to ask his master to comment on it, but after thinking about it, he decided to go through actual combat to determine his level.He went to the quest office of the Outer Sect and took a disciple quest of "cleaning up the fourth-level guinea pigs on Heyan Mountain". The reward was not high, only ten points and ten low-grade spirit stones.

Seeing that Lin Zhizhi looks good, the senior brother in charge of releasing the task reminded him with some hesitation: "This task will take a long time. If you are a newcomer, I have some other ones that are relatively suitable for you." Task……"

Lin Zhizhi shook his head, and took out a token that symbolized his identity as a disciple: "No, that's all."

What he likes is that there are a large number of guinea pigs, which are suitable for sword practice.

Seeing that the junior was so persistent, the senior couldn't say anything, so he waved the token in his hand and took over the task for him.

When Lin Zhizhi met Feng Qin again, it was he who had just cleaned up the first wave of guinea pigs, ran out of food and water, and came back for supplies.After he put the food into the Qiankun Ring, a pair of small hands hugged his waist from behind: "I finally found you!"

He was startled, and when he turned his head, he found that the Doughman from before was looking at him excitedly.

Dianzi was wearing a bright yellow shirt today, which made him look shiny, especially after seeing Lin Zhi, his eyes glistened with joy.

Lin Zhizhi glanced at the favorability score on his head: [Fengqin, favorability index is 95, attitude is wanting to see] / [Fengqin, favorability index is -10, attitude is hostile], and responded after a moment of silence: " meet again."

Feng Qin finally found him, very happy in his heart, and didn't mind the other party's a little indifferent attitude, he hugged his waist and rubbed: "I've been looking for you for a long time, where have you been? I saw you on the mountain too... By the way, what is your name?"

Lin Zhizhi looked at the smiling face and couldn't tell his real name, so he avoided the last question: "Well, I've been outside the sect recently, so it's normal that you can't find me."

Feng Qin was really distracted: "What are you doing outside the sect?"

Lin Zhizhi took the opportunity to push his hand away: "I have accepted a sect mission, and I am going to complete it now, let's not talk about it, I am in a hurry."

The little yellow dough suddenly widened its eyes, and grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes with its small hands: "I want to go too! I'll go with you!"

Lin Zhizhi: "..."

"I know everything! Take me there!" He clasped his thighs with strength.

"What will you do?" Lin Zhizhi hesitated.

Feng Qin rubbed his face: "I...I can fight! I'm very good! I can..."

Too eager, he couldn't find his second advantage besides "fighting", so he stomped his feet anxiously.

Perhaps the last thing Lin Zhizhi needs is the skill point of "fighting".He patted Feng Qin's face and silently refused.

"I...I can warm the bed!" Zhengtai slipped out the words that he had imagined without paying attention.

"..."

Seeing the other party's face of refusal, Feng Qin was extremely anxious.The Feng Clan could stir up thousands of fires, but because of Little Phoenix's emotional instability, there were some fleeting sparks in the air.

Zhengtai didn't pay attention, Lin Zhizhi suddenly remembered the identity that Zhengtai had told him before, and his eyes lit up: "Can you make a fire?"

Although he didn't understand why the young man would ask this question, Feng Qin still nodded his head vigorously and tried his best to sell according to his meaning: "En! The fire I made is so big that it still contains aura! When I get older, I will be able to generate the eternal fire of my life." Already!"

Lin Zhizhi pondered for a while, touched his nose, and said a little embarrassedly: "If you really want to go with me, it's just...the roast chicken for dinner will be given to you."

As soon as he said this, if there were other people here, they would definitely spit out blood: that is the true fire of the Feng clan!When it is cultivated to the extreme, it will be the legendary inextinguishable fire, which can burn everything. If you use this kind of flame to refine medicine, you can increase the chance of ordering by one level.Lin Zhizhi actually wanted to use it to roast chicken!What a waste of money.

But Feng Qin didn't feel sick, but nodded happily: "I will definitely roast the chicken well, and try my best to roast the best chicken."

Lin Zhizhi expressed his appreciation for his fighting spirit.

#凤族老祖泉下有知道死不死眉#

#The rest of the cultivators who paid a huge price, even their lives, for borrowing the unextinguishable fire of the Feng family, would climb out of the coffin even if they were brought by a dog, and shouted that sentence with this decayed vocal cord: Go to Nima! ! #