After ye Ziheng left, the first thing he did was to find a remote corner and call Qin Feng.

"Hello, may I help you?"

As soon as the phone was connected, a strange voice came from inside. It was not Qin Feng's voice at all, but a woman's voice.

"Well, I'm looking for Lord Qin. Are you?"

"Oh, my name is Bai su. I'm the Secretary of Lord Qin."

When ye Ziheng heard this, he couldn't help being stunned. Why does old Qin have a secretary? I haven't heard of it before. However, Bai Su's name is quite familiar. Have you ever heard of it.

However, ye Ziheng was also too lazy to think about these things and asked again.

"Is Lord Qin there? I have something to do with him. "

"Lord Qin went fishing. It may take a while to come back."

"Fishing?"

Ye Ziheng looks muddled, Qin Feng went fishing? What the hell? Isn't he busy all day long? Why did he have time to go fishing this time?

"Well, what can I do for you? If you don't mind, you can tell me first and let me pass it on to Lord Qin. "

White Su's voice came again, ye Ziheng thought for a while, opened his mouth, but it was closed again.

Now who is the secret agent of tianxingmen is not clear, he in addition to Qin Feng and Qin Han several people, who can not believe.

"Well, I'll call back later."

Ye Ziheng said.

White Su a listen, also did not say what more, just continue with a smile with a way.

"When Lord Qin comes back, I'll ask him to call you."

"Thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

Two people hang up the phone, put away the mobile phone, is about to leave, but suddenly seem to think of something.

She remembered where she had heard her name.

A few weeks ago, on the way to the black tiger gate, Qin Feng rescued the female disciple of the Xianhe clan from the tomb, which seemed to be Bai su. But the disciples of Xianhe gate, how did they come to tianxingmen now, and how did they become the Secretary of Qinfeng?

"Forget it. I don't want to. The more I think about it, the more headache I get."

Sighed, ye Ziheng with the fastest speed, toward the previous hotel to rush back.

……

There are two people sitting by a small lake in the mountain behind tianxingmen. One is a middle-aged man in white robe, and the other is an old man in white robe.

And these two people, of course, are Qin Feng and Qin Han's grandson.

"How do you feel?"

Qin Han looked at the calm water in front of him and asked lightly.

"Well, it's relaxing. I haven't felt like that for a long time."

"Ha ha, it's right to relax. In the future, don't patronize the cultivation and management of clan affairs. You should do what you like when you have time."

Said this, Qin Han put down the fishing rod in his hand, looked at Qin Feng and said.

"You have to know that the cultivation after the nine levels is not achieved only by endless cultivation, but also by understanding."

Qin Feng nodded and seemed to think of something. He turned to Qin Han and asked.

"What about hopelessness?"

Qin Han's face froze as soon as he heard this. He sighed for a long time and then said.

"It's hard to say it's difficult to say it's easy to say it's easy to say it. It's really a realm that only depends on one's own ideas. But if you can, no one will go back and break through."

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