Chapter 930 She lets go of none of them!

Feng Qing felt that this would still cause Qin Mufeng to have a headache, and she really couldn't bear it anymore.

Feng Qi has been in a high position for many years, and his aura is not restrained at all, and ordinary people can't stand it. Now, a handsome face is dark and he just looks at Feng Qing coldly. Feng Qing wants to find a hole to hide.

At this time, the best way to change the topic is Feng Qing’s way to think of.

"These things need to be said else. In fact, in recent days, my father has another thing besides talking to you about my trip to Snow City."

Feng Qing told Feng Qi about Song Shi, including the "marriage-in-law" engagement she thought of taking the edge route.

Feng Qi did not say anything about this matter, but just nodded to show that he knew.

"In ten years, you don't have to rush to get married."

Feng Qing choked again.

Is this digging a hole to bury yourself?

Since the direct descendants of the Medicine King Valley have no intention of reproducing the next generation within ten years, in order to prevent any accidents in this surface engagement, the marriage between Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng can be postponed until ten years later.

Feng Qi looked at Feng Qing, obviously waiting for Feng Qing's answer.

"That. Father, why don't we talk about my out-of-the-scenes incident?" Feng Qing said he was timid.

One is his own father and the other is his partner who wants to spend his whole life with him. Feng Qing said that he will not do this multiple-choice question.

Feng Qi snorted softly, without any concealment of Feng Qing.

"Snow City is about to know about the news of your return, so let's take a look."

"Did my father say that Syracuse knew I was back and would he react?"

Since she disappeared and Ji Wuxue was rescued by Ji Qingcheng, the gate of Xuecheng was closed and never opened again. Could it be that there will be any changes because of her coming back?

"kindness."

Feng Qi did not explain it clearly, and only let Feng Qing understand it himself.

"Have you thought about seeing the ancestor?"

"Father." Feng Qing frowned: "Uncle San said that Master has never seen anyone before or after he evolved, including you. Why are you so sure that Master will meet me?"

"Because you are the one chosen by the ancestor."

Feng Qi poured him another glass of wine and also poured Feng Qing a glass of wine.

It is rare that Feng Qi actually had a desire to speak at this time, and he slowly talked about something that Feng Qi had just figured out.

"Didn't you always want to know why the ancestor chose you as his apprentice?"

Feng Qing didn't answer.

In fact, she had already vaguely guessed it since she met Xuanwu.

But Feng Qi obviously wanted to say that even though Feng Qing had already lowered her eyelids, Feng Qi was tasting the wine lightly and speaking very slowly.

"I knew when you were taken as a disciple by the ancestor. The so-called choice of me back then was actually just a pretext, and the ancestor actually chose you."

Feng Qing heard the loneliness in Feng Qi's tone.

Extremely light, but long.

Perhaps the most complicated thing about Feng Fu's ups and downs to take Feng Qing as his disciple back then was Feng Qi.

Feng Qing was once dissatisfied, dissatisfied with her being randomly controlled and controlled by Feng Fuchen as the chess piece. But what about Feng Qi? He might have thought he was the most important move in Feng Fuchen’s chess game. Who

I knew he was a chess move in the end.

How can Fengqi, who has been proud all his life, accept this!

Feng Qi was dissatisfied, unwilling to accept, and unwilling to do so, so he chose to accept the inheritance of Shennong Cauldron and become a tower protector. With the help of the power gained from Shennong Cauldron, he tried to forcibly break through the realm of Lingzun and reverse the ending of him becoming a useless chess!

Unfortunately, he failed.

He almost lost his life.

And, it will never be possible to hit that barrier again.

It was then that Feng Qi figured it out.

Perhaps the ancestor chose Feng Qing, his daughter because he saw such a result in him.

Fengqi raised his neck and drank the wine from the cup before putting down the cup of wine. The white spiritual power of the hand surged, and a small bronze tripod was suspended on Fengqi's palm.

This is the reduced version of Shennong Ding. This is the first time Feng Qing has seen the physical object of Shennong Ding.

Even though this Shennong Cauldron is only the size of a fist, it still has the power of a breathtaking artifact.

But Feng Qing looked at the small Shennong Ding, and a feeling of being summoned appeared in her body. She was soothing and peaceful, as if she was comforting her uneasy heart, and seemed to have thousands of words to tell her.

The Shennong Dingxi in Feng Qing's body uncontrollably crawled out of her forehead and began to circle around the Shennong Ding.

It was as if the birds on the trip had returned to their nests.

"Xiaoqing, it's impossible for the ancestor to choose the wrong person. The ancestor is waiting for you."

After saying that, Feng Qing turned into a stream of light and drilled into the Shennong Cauldron.

Feng Qi watched Dingxi enter the Shennong Ding, and then placed the small Shennong Ding on the rattan table beside him. He continued to pick up the jar and pour wine into the wine glass, drinking and drinking.

However, Feng Qi's handsome face, who is like a thousand-year-old iceberg, is a little more unrestrained.

Whether it is him or his daughter, as long as you can break through that damn barrier, let the spiritual practitioners of the Tianlong Continent have hope again and not be trapped by a thousand-year disaster, it will be done!

Feng Qing was sucked into the Shennong Cauldron, so naturally no accident happened.

The Shennong Ding is the supreme artifact that protects the Feng clan. The protector is Feng Qing's father, the Dinghun is Feng Qing's master, and Feng Qing himself has a wisp of cauldron breath. The Shennong Ding cannot attack Feng Qing even if it attacks anyone.

Feng Qing didn't even want to enter the Shennong Ding. As soon as the scene in front of him changed, the person was gone.

And Ji Wuxue, who was far away in the snowy field in the extreme north, in the Nine-Sharp Cold Cave, also received an urgent secret letter from the city slave.

It took Ji Wuxue nearly three years to rebuild her body. At this time, Ji Wuxue's skin was no different from before, but her skin showed very unhealthy whiteness and almost transparent.

The back of her hand holding the letter paper, the blue veins were particularly obvious, and red blood could almost be seen flowing through the blue-purple blood vessels.

Ji Wuxue quickly finished reading the letter, and his face ruthless and angry, and finally returned to peace.

"Your body is not suitable for viewing these vulgar things, don't you know yet?"

The cool and nice voice sounded like a fairy voice shocked Ji Wuxue, quickly covering up the emotions in her eyes, lowering her head, and kneeling down.

"Sir."

Ji Qingcheng, with a cold fragrance, and his white hair slightly raised, appeared in front of Ji Wuxue.

Ji Qingcheng just gently hooked his fingers, and the letters that Ji Wuxue held in her hand suddenly turned into powder.

"Wu'er paid such a great price to reconcile your body. If you make mistakes at this critical moment, even if I take action again, I will not be able to save you."

"But Master, that girl is not dead. Could it be that I can only swallow the revenge of destroying my body?"

If Feng Qing dies, her body will be destroyed!

But the problem is that Feng Qing can survive! Ji Wuxue feels that her body cannot be destroyed in the hands of the Medicine King Valley in vain! She must have to repay this hatred a hundred times a thousand times.

Fengqi, Fengqing!

Even the one inside

Ji Wuxue doesn't want to let go of any of her!
Chapter completed!