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Dongfang Pei felt that Feng Qinglang understood, and couldn't help laughing: "At that time, my old man was really a little scared... In Haoran's letter to me, he mentioned the situation when you sealed the magic pattern of the strange egg, so it's inexplicable, I think it's strange They're all alike."

In fact, it's not like, Dongfang Pei's experience is far more dangerous than that of a monster, but to say like, it's just the strange feeling of being able to hear the voice of the sealed thing.

Dongfang Pei said again: "Some time ago, I went to check the records of the large seals on the stigmata. What a coincidence, in the past two years, almost all the seals showed signs of loosening!"

Feng Qinglang immediately remembered the trial space during the school league preliminaries, the terrifying volcano, and the creatures in the depths of the volcano.

Dongfang Pei seemed to have guessed what Feng Qinglang was thinking, nodded and said: "Yes, that time is also considered one of yours!"

Suddenly, Feng Qinglang noticed that the eyes of this old friend became deep and shining, and immediately said decisively: "Old guy, what do you want? Why are the eyes getting more and more unscrupulous!"

Dongfang Pei laughed and said: "Based on our relationship, how cautious and wary your eyes are, how much you hurt the heart of an old friend!"

Feng Qinglang said: "It is because I am too familiar with it and hurt my heart, so I will be wary."

Dongfang Pei solemnly said: "Qing Qing, I just have a small request. If the stigmata is unlucky in the future, if there are any major difficulties, I hope you can help me a little!"

When he said this, he suddenly became serious, and immediately turned into an invisible pressure, which made the atmosphere a little heavy. However, even a continent will be in trouble. What kind of situation will it be?Regarding the future, did Dongfang Pei guess something and see something in advance?

Feng Qinglang responded decisively: "Old guy, I'm not a savior, nor do I have any feelings of compassion, do you understand what I'm talking about?"

Dongfang Pei nodded to express his understanding, and said, "But I think so, I have that feeling, you can help me!"

Seeing Fang Zhenger saying such words, Feng Qinglang couldn't help laughing and said: "But, I'm still a patient, you see, you bet that I won't survive this winter!"

"Aren't you on the mend?"

"It's just getting better, but not recovering..." Feng Qinglang also imitated the other party, explaining in a very serious tone, he is not a person who promises lightly, and never promises others easily.

But Dongfang Pei didn't wait for him to finish, the cup in his hand touched his cup lightly again, and said solemnly: "I don't care, I will take it as you agreed!"

His slender fingers bumped into Feng Qinglang's hand, and with lightning speed, he lightly hooked his little finger with Feng Qinglang's. In an unusually childish way, he insisted that the promise had been fulfilled.

Feng Qinglang smiled wryly without words, and after being silent for a while, said: "Old guy, you're a little lacking in self-confidence recently?"

"When people get old, they can't help but think wildly. I always feel that I am getting closer and closer to the end of my life... Alas, God is jealous of talents!" Dongfang Pei was very emotional.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help laughing and said, "Isn't the jealousy of a talent used to describe a genius who died young? Isn't it normal for you to die immediately at your age?"

Dongfang Pei said angrily: "The old man's body is very good, and his realm is very high. It is not a problem to live another two or three hundred years, but he smells the breath of death. How abnormal..."

He seemed unwilling to talk about this topic any more. He seemed to feel that Feng Qinglang had been kidnapped and made a promise, so he couldn't talk about it any more. He changed the subject and said, "I'm not the only one who smells the breath of death. Your current employer, Nan Ling, I had a meeting with him some time ago, and my health really failed..."

Feng Qinglang could only sigh with Dongfang Pei, Nan Ling is a good person, but countless examples throughout the ages have proved that good people don't live long, especially good people who are sentimental.

Dongfang Pei paused, and then said: "He also specially discussed with me how to successfully change your relationship from your current employer to your future father-in-law!"

Feng Qinglang smiled wryly for it: "Your Excellency Nan Ling really has confidence in me. I remember that a while ago, we were still competing to see who would live longer."

Dongfang Pei laughed, somewhat sadly in his smile, and said: "Okay, I have to talk to you about this matter later, I'm almost here today, it's been too long for a junior like you to visit a sage master like me It will lead to unnecessary curiosity."

Feng Qinglang nodded, drank the glass of fruit wine in one gulp, stood up, and heard Dongfang Pei say in her ear: "You must be short of money to help the Bi family?"

Feng Qinglang's eyes lit up immediately, and she said with a warm smile, "Why, old man, do you have some spare money? First lend me one billion eight hundred million gold coins to spend. I now have a good cultural company under my command, and I can mortgage it to you first!"

Dongfang Pei also smiled and said: "Get out! The research project under the old man's command is still raising funds everywhere! What I want to say is that there are still three days before the Hermit Family's death. During this time, many hidden The aristocratic families will take this opportunity to invite some great talents to teach their elite children, and the rewards are not low! The old man opened a few public classes and made a fortune!"

"Sounds good, then send me a letter of recommendation immediately!"

"If you want the old man to recommend you, you have to give me another commission!"

"……roll!"

"..."

For the major hermit families on Stigmata Continent, the four-year massacre is their feast.

In just half a month, there will be a large number of relationship interactions here, many contracts that will affect the future direction of the mainland will be completed, several transactions of astonishing value will be concluded, and there will be countless cooperation in some small fields... and the magic A large number of important talents in the fields of grain, illusion, materials, etc. will also appear in this grand event.After all, Bi's family is not the only one who would invite gunmen in order to obtain a better ranking and allocate resources.

Therefore, the outstanding ones among these talents are often invited to give a few open classes to increase the knowledge and open the eyes of the younger generations of various families.

If Feng Qinglang was just a gunslinger illusionist representing the Bi family in the competition, then he would definitely not be qualified to give open classes, but the character he played, Wen Ruyu, was the number one hero who helped Bi Yuntian get out of the illusion. Regardless, there is a special recommendation from the sage Dongfang Pei behind him.

So, he also has this qualification.

The venue of the public class is a small opera house, which is on the other side of the back garden of the main hall of the clubhouse, and belongs to the supporting facilities of the clubhouse.

The opera house is beautifully decorated, full of the style of the ancient Guangming Dynasty era, the colors are peaceful and low-key, but in the extremely luxurious decoration, once people look at the details, they seem to feel the extremely bright colors and the Dazzling brilliance.

This is an open class held at [-] o'clock in the evening. Logically speaking, it is impossible for the newly arrived Mr. Wen Ruyu to occupy such a golden time and such a golden place.

These originally belonged to Dongfang Pei, and the old man said that he felt a little uncomfortable today, let Wen Ruyu use it first, then everything will be logical.