Peach Luck Unparalleled

Fang Fang opened her eyes wide and looked at Lin Caiwei's talisman seriously.

Lin Meimei used the same method as Qin Feng, first mastering the pattern drawing method of the talisman. She has a high level of attainment in painting, and she can draw those seemingly complicated patterns with just a glance.

Then, she channeled her spiritual power through the barrel of the pen to reach the tip of the pen.

The pen barrel made a slight crackling sound, and she quickly withdrew [-]% of her spiritual power. Fortunately, there were only small cracks on the pen barrel, which had no effect on the overall situation.

She held her breath, and slowly lowered the Langhao pen. When the tip of the pen was about to touch the paper, the barrel of the pen broke suddenly, and the end with the tip flew out, hitting the opposite wall, leaving a ball of red cinnabar print.

Lin Meili blushed, threw away the half of the pen holder in her hand, and picked up the second Langhao pen.

Fang Fang persuaded from the side: "Failure is the mother of success. It's just a waste of a pen. Sister Weiwei, don't take it to heart. Just calm down a little more this time."

Qin Feng, who was standing on the other side, did not speak, but looked thoughtfully at the Langhao brush in her hand.

This time, she took three deep breaths in a row, and then slowly poured spiritual energy into the barrel of the pen until it reached the tip of the pen, and the speed of writing was slower than before.

The barrel of the pen wasn't cracked, and the tip of the pen stood still, but the moment it touched the paper, the yellow paper was directly penetrated by the force of the pen, and quickly clumped together, the pen was fine and the paper was useless.

"One more!" Fang Fang handed over a new piece of paper.

"Well, there are only three things to do, and it will definitely succeed this time." Lin Meimei said confidently.

However, the "accident" was more serious this time, the force of the brush penetrating through the paper again, and when she got nervous, the entire barrel of the pen burst, and the cinnabar hairs flew in all directions.

None of the three escaped unharmed, with red spots all over their bodies, as well as red spots on the surrounding walls and ceiling.

"This seems to have failed again?" Qin Feng asked with a bitter face.

Lin Meimei's expression was gloomy. No matter in terms of painting or cultivation, she firmly believed that she surpassed Qin Feng by more than an order of magnitude, but Mao could succeed, but his aunt failed three times in a row?

Fang Fang wiped her face, her hands were covered with cinnabar, and said: "I have to wash my face first, Weiwei, don't worry, failure is nothing, I believe you will succeed."

Lin Meimei turned her head to look at Qin Feng, and said coquettishly, "How did you succeed, tell me, why do I fail one after another?"

First Young Master Qin chuckled, pointed to his face and said, "If you want to know, why don't you give me a kiss first?"

"I hate it, are you going to say it or not?" Lin Meimei began to stamp her feet.

"I'll tell you as soon as I kiss you." He looked extremely YD.

Miss Lin was eager to know the answer, and without being shy, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the face, and quickly returned to her original position: "Can we talk now?"

He made a full gesture, and said slowly: "The answer is, I don't know why I succeeded."

"Okay, you lied to me again!"

"Hahaha, you are a wisher taking the bait, and I didn't force you."

"Don't run, stop and let me beat you up."

"No! If you have the strength to beat me, why don't you try again, you are so smart, you can definitely do it."

This kind of flattery in disguise is still very useful, at least Lin Meimei stopped chasing Qin Feng and beating her.

But in the end, six or seven wolf hairs were all abolished, and countless yellow papers were abolished. She didn't succeed even once.Seeing this, Fang Fang, who was going to give it a try, gave up her original idea.

In her opinion, even Lin Caiwei couldn't handle it, let alone herself.

As for how First Young Master Qin succeeded, the two of them summed it up as stepping on a banana peel and getting lucky.

Regarding this, Qin Feng blew on his beard for a while, and stared at his eyes for a while,

"You guys are just envious, jealous, and hateful. You can't see others doing better than you." First Young Master Qin began to preach to the second daughter: "This is not good. It has always been a good tradition of our Qin family to be kind. You have to be married." The consciousness of a chicken following a chicken and marrying a dog following a dog..."

"I'll let you be kind and enlightened..."

Mei Hui stood behind him, holding a large cushion in her hand, and said while hitting him on the head: "I let you use a talisman, my old lady has been staring at her eyes for nearly two hours, and now they are sore and astringent. Let's see if you dare to..."

First Young Master Qin ran away with his head in his arms, while defending himself: "I really didn't do it on purpose, it was an accident, okay?"

"Accident? Why do you use me as a test object, you still run away, let me beat you to death!"

Seeing this scene, the depression in Lin Meili's heart was swept away, and she laughed coquettishly with Fang Fang.

While hiding, Qin Feng thought to himself, if you don't fight back, I will deal with you girl at night, and if you won't be able to get up tomorrow, it depends on how you go to work.

……

Plain City Police Headquarters, Special Operations Team.

In He Muqing's office, she frowned after reading a note, then raised her head and asked, "Is the news true? This seems a bit unbelievable."

Roman replied: "The information is absolutely true. It was provided by one of my former insiders. There has never been a mistake. With the destruction of Shengmen, he lost his source of income and had to rely on me again. It is impossible that the first information was false. "

Leader He frowned: "That's strange, the Lich clan has no grievances with Qin Feng...they were the gods of death at that time, but the Lich is a very independent race, and they don't have the habit of standing out for others. Why bother Qin Feng?"

"It's hard to say." Roman didn't know why, and suggested: "Should I inform Qin Feng? I guess the Lich who came to trouble him this time must be higher in level than Killing God. If he didn't prepare in advance, May suffer."

Leader He's eyes lit up: "That's good! Zhengchou can't find a way to punish him. That kid is too bad. He has the same military rank as me. It is necessary to make him suffer."

Of course Roman knew that this would relieve hatred, but he still said: "After all, it's kind of unkind to not inform him."

"Don't worry, he won't die." Leader He said with a smile: "There is an old instructor who is secretly protecting him, and he also knows a beautiful beauty practitioner. If he is in danger, will these two people stand by and watch?"

The beauty manager thought about it, and it was the same reason, "Hehe, then don't tell him."

Leader He nodded several times: "As for the arrogant guy, he should suffer a little bit, otherwise his tail won't stick to the sky. By the way, Manman, don't tell Xiaojing about this, that girl treats Qin Feng She is so desperate, I haven't seen her become a cultivator until now, and it's obvious that she lost her wife and lost her army."

The beauty manager's complexion turned dark: "Leader, can you not call me Manman, such a name will remind me of a certain soul involuntarily."