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Chapter 393: Being a Spectator (2)
'Pa——' A book was thrown on the table.

Feng Jinxiang picked it up to read it as a matter of course, and he was shocked when he saw the font on the cover. He raised his eyes to see his son asking for confirmation, and he opened the page with a serious expression after getting a nod from Feng Qifei.

"Where did this come from?" Feng Jinxiang asked Feng Qifei seriously after about a cup of tea.

Feng Qifei's expression was a bit tangled, "It's an ordinary grid for storing sundries behind the carriage." Before Feng Jinxiang could speak, he continued to struggle and said: "Not only this, but also many books, not the ones that are not handed down by various sects. A secret is a secret book that is lost and hard to find." He gave a few examples casually, and it was not surprising to see Feng Jinxiang's slightly open mouth in a daze.

Doesn't Feng feel that he is complete, and being able to see his father's expression can be regarded as revenge for the other party looking at him with idiot eyes, spraying himself with tea, and deliberately teasing him.

"He asked me to decipher the sword moves inside before the martial arts conference." Feng Qifei said.

Feng Jinxiang thought for a while, and said for a while, "I think that lord wants you to use this in the martial arts conference to defeat Lin Zhixiao from Bijian Villa."

Feng Qifei nodded, in fact, he has gradually understood this point in the past two days.

Since the other party promised to let him be the leader of the martial arts, he himself naturally had to argue.If he can defeat Lin Zhixiao, the young owner of Bijian Villa in the martial arts conference, it will greatly benefit Feijing Valley's reputation, and his chances of becoming the leader of the martial arts will be higher.

It is precisely because of this connection that he is more at ease, absolutely the other party is not playing with him, but really intends to make himself the leader of the martial arts.

The two father and son fell silent like this, thinking about each other.

In the end, Feng Jinxiang spoke first, "You don't need to worry about the time in the valley these days. You can be your slave with peace of mind, and learn sword moves in the rest of the time."

Isn't Feng indifferent.Although there is nothing wrong with what he said, is it really okay to not take it for granted that his son be at ease to be someone else's slave?
"By the way, how much have you deciphered this Biluo swordsmanship, tell my father." Feng Jinxiang said lightly.

Feng Qifei said with a dull face: "If I have this time to teach you, I might as well continue to study."

"What teaching?" Feng Jinxiang looked at his son seriously, and said, "This is Dad helping you. Compared with your life experience and experience of less than 30 years, you can't be the opponent of Dad. Hurry up Tell daddy all your enlightenment during these days, and daddy will give you advice and advice."

Feng Qifei complained with a dull face, "When you read the first trick and come up with a solution to it, I guess I've already gone a step further."

"Stop talking nonsense." Feng Jinxiang threatened in a cold voice.

Feng Qifei grabbed the Biluo swordsmanship on the table and walked out.

Go... I go... I can't go!

Feng Qifei looked coldly at the other end of Biluo's swordsmanship being held tightly by his father.

The literary and artistic father said coldly: "You can go if you want, but keep the books."

The dull-faced son said coldly, "Let go."

Dad: "Don't let go."

Son: "Don't be ashamed."

Dad: "The face is given by others. If others don't give it, then don't want it."

"..." Could it be that Feng knew that his father had a severe convulsion this time, so he said in a roundabout way: "After the martial arts conference is over, I will give you one-on-one instruction."

"I told you that it's the father who wants to teach you." Feng Jinxiang, who held himself to a high position, said without blushing, "Son, be obedient."

"If you keep making trouble, your son's life will be ruined by you!" Feng Qifei roared.How anxious he is, a terrible butterfly is like a knife hanging around his neck, and a bad one will fall on his neck.

"Your father's wish for half his life is held in your hands. After raising you for so long, you don't know how to satisfy your father's wish. Has your conscience been bitten by a dog?" Feng Jinxiang is more sad than Feng, like a The severely injured victim's eyes were covered with crazy bloodshot eyes.

"..." Could it be that Feng had the urge to help his forehead? His father had never had such a severe convulsion like this time. Fortunately, he practiced with the young master, and he was able to cope with it.If it had been before, I would have had angina pectoris.He looked at Feng Jinxiang and said wearily, "What do you wish for half your life?" He had never heard him say that.

Soon, Feng could not have guessed it. Before Feng Jinxiang could answer, he said first, "Become the leader of martial arts, I know, so don't waste my time, I can finish it for you."

Feng Jinxiang looked at his son with contempt, and said: "Becoming the leader of the martial arts is the responsibility of the Feng family in Feijing Valley, and it's not to toss my wish for half my life."

Could it be that Feng was a little curious and asked, "That's it?"

Feng Jinxiang said solemnly: "Defeat that old man Lin Yunchong!"

Feng Qifei said: "There will be more opportunities in the future..."

Before he could finish his words, Feng Jinxiang said: "Now hope is in your hands. I have seen it with my own eyes. Do you think I can let it go?"

Feng Qifei looked at Feng Jinxiang, Feng Jinxiang looked at Feng Qifei, and the father and son looked at each other silently.

When Feng Qifei was about to snatch the book back by surprise, and then leave quickly, Feng Jinxiang seemed to have guessed his intention, and smiled especially cruelly, "Son, Dad promises to you, if you dare to move If it is done once, this book will only be torn to pieces."

"..." Feng didn't know that his father's shameless nature was hidden behind the appearance of a literary fan.As the saying goes, a tree without its bark will surely die, and a person without shame is invincible in the world.During this short period of time, Feng has already deeply realized from the two brothers Huahua, Huadie and his own father that in order to become a successful person, perhaps the most important thing to learn is not how to treat others, or to buy people's hearts The method is to be shameless, to be shameless without blushing or heartbeat.

"Enough." Could it be that Feng had no choice but to compromise, showing a gentle smile to himself, and instantly changed back to the gentle and magnanimous shameless old man in the model of the owner of Feijing Valley, and said helplessly and coldly: "Go to the forbidden area."

There are many people in Feijing Valley now, and things like studying martial arts often require hands-on research. What they study is still the untold secrets of Bijian Villa, and they need to find a hidden place.

"Let's go." Feng Jinxiang stood up decisively.

Hands... Still haven't left the secret book of Biluo swordsmanship.

Feng Qifei looked at his father silently.

Under the calm look of his father, who seemed to have no idea how inappropriate his behavior was, he was defeated.

Anyway, he has already memorized this cheat book clearly, so it's okay to show his father to read it first to enjoy himself.

The two father and son walked out of the study room together. Feng Jinxiang in the mode of the valley master acted like a master of the valley, and he didn't feel the shameless convulsions in the study room before.

"The things in the valley will be handled by the two of you for the time being. If there is nothing important, don't bother me." Feng Jinxiang said to the two guards in front of the study.

The two should be respectful.

Feng Jinxiang and Feng Qifei turned around and left together, heading towards the forbidden area of ​​Feijing Valley.

This day's Feijing Qianshan was as lively as ever, with countless hidden undercurrents.

In Tinglan Courtyard, the snow on the ground has been swept by the servants in Feijing Valley, and a thin layer of salt-like sand has been sprinkled to prevent the ground from freezing and slippery.

At noon, a row of maids brought up exquisite meals.Judging from the meals, they should have been specially ordered by Feng Qifei. They are all favorite dishes of Shuilong and Shengzun, and they are also dishes that pregnant women do not have to restrict their mouths.

After finishing their lunch in the yard, Shuilong looked at the two brothers Huahua and Huadie who were making a fuss again in the yard. The scolding between them was not noisy, especially with their exaggerated expressions, it seemed like It's like a comedy.

In fact, when the three of them performed in their true colors, they did it intentionally for Shuilong to see. After hearing Shengzun talk about Feng Qifei's mistakes with their own ears, they understood that they should make Shuilong as much as possible. Long, a precious pregnant woman, maintained a happy mood for a long time.

It's just that Shuilong, who was sitting by the fireplace in the pavilion, was distracted imperceptibly.

The Holy One was sitting beside her, and he could clearly see how she was distracted. He was not in a hurry to wake her up, his eyes dimmed, and he swept to Shuilong's left hand without blinking - where Shuilong's right hand was Gently rubbing a ring worn on the ring finger of his left hand.

In fact, Shui Long's distraction at this time is indeed because of the ring on her finger.

Ever since the day when the Xiling Kingdom was destroyed, Changsun Rongji had been missing, and even with the ring in her hand, she had no sense of Changsun Rongji.

She had guessed for a long time that Changsun Rongji's ring might be damaged.

It's just that just now, she felt it, and suddenly felt the whereabouts of another ring again.

This induction was neither strong nor weak, so it could be seen that the other ring was not far away from her, it must be within Feijing Qianshan, or even within Feijing Valley.

A trace of coolness touched her cheek, Shuilong turned her head to look at the holy venerable who was acting like a child beside her.

In fact, she had already returned to her senses, but she just didn't want to take the initiative to pay attention to the Holy One.

"Today you have ignored me five times." The Holy One said lightly, but counted the times carefully.

Shuilong said: "Do I have to face up to a person who plots against me?" There was no anger or resentment, just an ordinary statement.

The saint stared at her motionlessly, and said softly: "I know who you are thinking about." it disappointed me."

Shuilong looked at him quietly, with a natural smile still on the corner of her mouth, her soft and clear eyes were so attractive that people couldn't take their eyes off her, "Disappointed?"

Shengzun shook his eyes, closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again, as if he had given up on something, his brows and eyes no longer concealed the boredom and melancholy, and said to Shuilong: "Just be your theatergoer, I will direct for you A good show."

(End of this chapter)