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"Oh? Then I heard that you also tried to seduce Qin Feng in the Maldives, but failed in the end." Xiaomeng laughed, and Du Xiaoxiao asked back: "Don't you understand what this mission means to us?" what?"

Xiaomeng restrained her smile, she naturally understood.

As one of the most top-secret agents of the US Intelligence Agency, she and Du Xiaoxiao both contacted the intelligence chief unilaterally, and there was no information about them in the archives.

That's why they were assigned to carry out the task. After all, the identity of the Huaxia people is closer to Qin Feng.

Moreover, the intelligence chief also promised that as long as he completes this mission, he will be completely relieved, and he will no longer have to perform missions in the future, and he will retire with honor.

"In the end, it's not up for grabs, but I have to admit that this man, Qin Feng, is better than any target we've come into contact with before.

The incident he caused in the United States last time caused heavy losses to the entire intelligence agency! "

Xiaomeng still has lingering fears, but she heard that hundreds of agents were killed, and the deputy director was also threatened. If the two were ordinary-level agents, they would be in dire straits.

Du Xiaoxiao didn't answer. She was willing to dedicate her life not because of how good Qin Feng was or how important he was in Yingliu, but because of that inexplicable inner touch on that sea breeze night.

This is something she has never experienced in her life.

Xiaomeng poured another glass of wine, took a sip this time, and continued: "You have to work hard, and strive to become his woman as soon as possible, so that you can get real information about him."

Du Xiaoxiao was still drinking on her own, ignoring her intentions.

"However, let me tell you, it's better to arrest a woman and torture him. Anyway, he has so many women, there must be some who don't pay much attention to him." Xiaomeng sneered, this is the most direct but also the most risky method.

Du Xiaoxiao said: "Do you think the intelligence bureau's lesson was not severe enough last time? Just getting close to his woman will arouse his overwhelming anger. If you arrest his woman and torture him, have you considered the consequences?"

"Xu Duoduo is his classmate and his first love, so of course it is more important to him.

Ha ha, not necessarily other women! "

In Xiaomeng's view, men like the new and dislike the old, and there are always women who Qin Feng doesn't care about so much.

Du Xiaoxiao said lightly: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, you are responsible for what happens!"

"I'm just saying that I won't take this method unless it is absolutely necessary." Xiaomeng finished drinking the rest of the wine, got up and left the villa.

Chapter 37 Revisit "A Chinese Ghost Story"

Time flies, and it has been a week since Qin Feng returned from the Youth School.

Finally, I came out of the depressed state of the college entrance examination and returned to a normal life.

"Husband, now, eat melon seeds."

Solanum nigrum placed a large bag of melon seeds in front of Qin Feng. These melon seeds were picked and fried from the sunflower seeds in the sunflower field.

Qin Feng ate melon seeds, nodded in satisfaction and said: "Not bad, the seeds are full!"

"Of course, Solanum nigrum also took good care of those sunflowers when my husband was away." Solanum nigrum also grabbed a few seeds and started nibbling, and the taste was very good.

Qin Feng said: "Solanum nigrum, go to the refrigerator and get two bottles of Feizhai happy water."

"no problem!"

Solanum nigrum ran to the kitchen diligently and came back with two bottles of iced cola. The two of them ate melon seeds and drank iced cola like this, and passed the afternoon without knowing it.

Solanum nigrum fell asleep in Qin Feng's arms at some point. Looking at the sunset outside the window, Qin Feng muttered to himself, "I've had enough rest. It's time to go to A Chinese Ghost Story."

After the end of the Youth School, it happened to have gone through three time travels, and had another chance to return and lead people.

Traveling through every three times is different from the plane mark every six times, which can only travel back and forth once, unlike the plane mark. Once the mark is not only synchronized with the two planes, it can also shuttle back and forth at any time, and the number of people it carries is also small. limit.

If you can't see Nie Xiaoqian, this precious time travel opportunity will be wasted.

In fact, there are still many planes Qin Feng wants to return to, such as Yitian Tulongji, who has already returned once, and Zhou Zhiruo, who is already an empress.

Or go back to the love apartment and meet Yu Mo again, as well as old friends like Zhang Wei, Lu Ziqiao, and Zeng Xiaoxian.

Too many, too many, Qin Feng has too many planes he wants to return to, but he can only return to one at present.

"Xiaoqian, can I really see you this time?"

Qin Feng couldn't find the answer, after all, Nie Xiaoqian had already entered reincarnation before parting.

Furthermore, the time ratio of the two planes is unknown, and the probability of meeting Nie Xiaoqian who happens to be reincarnated in the past is too small.

Qin Feng's eyes gradually became firm, even if the probability is small, he still has to try it!

No matter how bad it is, drinking with Yan Chixia is also good.

"Husband, why did I fall asleep? Your arms are so comfortable..." Solanum nigrum woke up rubbing her eyes, Qin Feng patted her arm lightly and said: "You come down first, I want to travel through time Alien."

"Didn't my husband just come back... Oh, is he going to return to the plane he traveled through before?"

Only then did Solanum nigrum think of it, and quickly got down from Qin Feng's arms.

door, open.

Diao Chan walked in leading Rose, and asked curiously, "Husband, it's so late, which plane are you going to?"

"A Chinese Ghost Story." Qin Feng was completely determined, no matter whether the opportunity of time travel was wasted or not, he would go to A Chinese Ghost Story.

"Daddy, look at my painting won an award!"

Carrying a schoolbag, Rose was holding a painting, and ran towards Qin Feng excitedly. Qin Feng picked her up and looked at it. The painting was of himself, Daji and the others, and Er Gouzi.

Rose's painting skills are not high, it is more like simple graffiti, because her childlike innocence is also very interesting.

Qin Feng asked: "It must be very hard to draw so many people, right?"

"Yes! The teacher asked me who the people in the painting were. I said that the man was my daddy, and the others were my mommy. The teacher still didn't believe me!"

Rose pouted aggrievedly, Qin Feng kissed her face with a smile, and said: "Your teacher has no experience, let me tell you, your drawing is amazing!"

"Hee hee, it's still Daddy's vision!" Rose was even happier after receiving the compliment, with a childlike smile on her face.

It can be said that Rose is very lucky. Not to mention leaving the magic cave world of Silent Hill, there are so many family members who love her.

Her status in the family is very special, Daji and the others regard her as her own, a proper little princess, her status is even envied by Qin Feng, and she is simply loved by thousands of people.

"Oops! My Rose!"

Er Gouzi, who was dozing off, suddenly woke up, usually he was the one who picked up Rose, but he overslept.

Rose rubbed Er Gouzi's dog's head, and said, "Good boy! Just remember to pick me up tomorrow."

"Definitely!" Ergouzi assured Diaochan at the same time, but he also thanked Diaochan, "Please trouble Mistress Diaochan."

"Er Gou, what are you talking about? Rose is the baby of our whole family, it's only normal for me to pick her up." Diao Chan didn't take it seriously, it was just a trivial matter.

In fact, even if no one picks her up, the school will send them back. Rose went to an aristocratic school, and the annual tuition fees are as high as hundreds of thousands.

Taking a step back, even if there is no one at the school to pick her up, the shadow stream disciples who are protecting Rose in the dark will definitely escort her all the way until she goes home.

Qin Feng stretched his waist and asked Er Gouzi: "Er Gou, I want to go back to A Chinese Ghost Story, do you want to go together?"

"Okay! Last time the plane didn't participate, I was so bored!"

Er Gouzi wagged his tail excitedly, Qin Feng nodded, and was about to start crossing, Xiaomeng flew in from the outside again.

"Me! Me! Master wait for me!" Xiaomeng shouted anxiously, for fear that Qin Feng would leave her behind.

Qin Feng said speechlessly: "Xiaomeng, this time is a plane that Er Gouzi and I have experienced before, and there will be no danger."

In other words, there is no need to use her.

"Then I will go too. I have never participated in the master's past, and I will definitely accompany her to the end in the future!" Xiaomeng vowed, seeing her like this, Qin Feng had no choice but to take her with him.

"System, send A Chinese Ghost Story 1: Demon Dao Plane."

Qin Feng's request was quickly responded.

It was another familiar beam of light that shrouded it and took it away from this world.

...

When Qin Feng opened his eyes, it turned out to be the familiar street, and the location he crossed was exactly the same as when he first came to A Chinese Ghost Story.

However, everything on the street has also changed, and it is vaguely recognizable as the street of that year.

At this time, some passersby's comments came from the side of the road.

"Hey! The days are getting more and more boring now. I think we had a storyteller back then."

"That's right, the storyteller found the script somewhere, and he was enjoying listening to it, but it disappeared the next day."

"So many years have passed in a flash, time is not forgiving!"

At this moment, a table suddenly appeared in front of the teahouse.

With a "pop", the gavel fell to the table.

Qin Feng coughed lightly, adjusted his voice and said slowly: "There are scattered people in the teahouse by the side of the road, and there are two or three shouts from the street.

Shaking the fan in front of people, Xingmu slapped the table, all the judges, let me explain in detail..."

Everyone looked sideways, the storyteller is back!

Chapter 38

"There is a way that Yunzhan Cave Wukong receives Bajie Futu Mountain Xuanzang receives the Heart Sutra, predicts what will happen next, and listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

Qin Feng picked up the teacup and moistened his throat. Before he knew it, he had been talking to them for an hour.

At this hour, the road was completely surrounded.

I saw the shocked faces of the audience, who still haven't recovered from the story of Journey to the West.

Qin Feng had had enough of the storytelling addiction, and then took out a plate and shook it: "Everyone who has money, give it to the money market, and those who have no money, give it to the individual market."

Er Gouzi held the copper plate in his mouth and walked around, and soon the plate was full of copper coins.

Qin Feng couldn't help wondering, why don't you have a tael of silver?

"Storyteller, let's talk about a few more chapters!"

"What's going on in the back, I'm so anxious to death!"

"Mr. Storyteller, I'll give you all the money I earn in a day, let's talk about it later."