Chapter 7: The fear of being dominated by bear children
When Na'er and Feng Zixi came out of the bedroom, Wu Zhangkong also walked out of the kitchen carrying a plate of unidentified objects.
Seeing the two exquisite little guys, Wu Zhangkong's mood improved inexplicably. Sure enough, the children were little angels given to mankind by God...
"Hey! Is that thing... really edible? It won't kill anyone!"
Wu Zhangkong's brows trembled, what a good boy, but it's a pity that he has a mouth!
"No, no, there are really adults who don't know how to cook..." Feng Zixi said angrily.
"Hey, hey, no, no, no one really has such a lack of eyesight, right? Since you can't cook, then go sell clothes to Na'er!" Feng Zixi gave Wu Zhangkong a disgusted look.
Chi...
A cold air emanated from Wu Changkong, and the temperature of the entire room dropped by several degrees.
Feng Zixi shuddered, but he was not so arrogant as to think that he could defeat a soul emperor who was over sixty levels.
Feng Zixi trembled and said: "No...no way, no...no way...no adults would really bully a poor orphan..."
Wu Zhangkong panted heavily and stared at Feng Zixi with cold eyes. This naughty kid was like a devil crawling out of hell!
With a cold snort, Wu Zhangkong rushed out of the door!
Feng Zixi touched her body in cold sweat and quickly kissed Na'er to calm down her shock, "How are you, Na'er? Is your husband handsome?"
Na'er thought for a moment, if she were Wu Zhangkong...
Hmm, maybe Feng Zixi won't survive this chapter.
"Um...it's not good for my brother to do this..." Na'er replied weakly.
"Don't call me brother, call me husband, or dear!"
"Ugh..." Na'er's face turned red like a steam girl, "Husband...it's not good to do this..."
"Na'er is so good! It's okay, I was just joking with that big brother..." Feng Zixi chuckled and gave Na'er a slap on the head, "Wait here for a while, my husband will cook for you himself!"
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If it were before, Feng Zixi would naturally not be able to cook anything but instant noodles, but now, with Feng Zixi who is proficient in cooking, any meal is at his fingertips!
Although Na'er was asked to wait at the dining table, Na'er seemed unwilling to separate from Feng Zixi and followed Feng Zixi into the kitchen.
When Feng Zixi touched the kitchen utensils, a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling appeared in her mind. She took the dish, swished it a few times with the kitchen knife, and cut it in an instant. The moment she touched the ingredients, hundreds of things appeared in her mind.
Cooking methods…
When Wu Zhangkong came back with several children's clothes, the dining table was already full of food, and there were more than a dozen empty plates that had been finished. The aroma of the food penetrated Wu Zhangkong's nose. He took a deep breath, and the smell of the food made him feel...
Wu Zhangkong's appetite increased.
But...these two little guys didn't wait for me to eat?
Huh... Wu Zhangkong took a deep breath, don't be angry, don't be angry, if you are angry to this extent, then you will be angry to death in the future!
"Hey, Kongzi is back. Come, eat, eat! You're welcome..." Feng Zixi waved to Wu Zhangkong.
Huh! A wave of cold air surged, and the corners of Wu Changkong's mouth twitched, **, I **, you **, where is my knife?!!
"Ahem, gap, the temperature is a bit low, let's raise it a little..." The little expert in committing suicide kept wandering on the edge of committing suicide.
Na'er lowered her head to pick up the food. It has nothing to do with me. I don't know anything, I didn't see anything...
Wu Zhangkong raised his hand to control the crane and capture the dragon. Feng Zixi immediately...no change!
Wu Zhangkong was stunned, and even the cold air stopped for a moment. Wu Zhangkong, who did not believe in evil, once again used the secret of control, controlling the crane and catching the dragon. Feng Zixi blinked, what did this mean?
A yellow soul ring rose from Feng Zixi's feet. The wind elf poked his little head out of the soul ring. He glared at Wu Zhangkong fiercely, pointed with his little hand, and a green whirlwind blew towards Wu Zhangkong!
Wu Zhangkong didn't have time to dodge the swift move. This move successfully blew Wu Zhangkong's clothes and hair...
"Phew..." The wind elf was so frightened that her little body trembled, and she immediately threw herself into Feng Zixi's arms, screaming pitifully.
Feng Zixi gently held up the wind spirit and rubbed her little face, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. You are already great. Hmm... can I give you a name? From now on, you can call her Wendy.
Become a little loli and I will protect you."
“Boohoo!!!”
Wu Zhangkong didn't care about being angry anymore and walked up to Feng Zixi in three steps and two steps, "What is your first soul skill?"
Soul skills are the secret of every soul master. Under normal circumstances, soul masters will not ask other soul masters about their soul skills. It was precisely because of this that Wu Zhangkong did not ask before. However, it seems that this soul skill is not
Simple, as Feng Zixi's current guardian, Wu Zhangkong felt that he had to figure it out, so as not to delay the growth of the talented seedling...
Regarding his first soul skill, Feng Zixi felt that there was no need to hide it. Having a system that conformed to the rules of the world almost meant that he had been labeled as a Tang Sect. Similarly, for the Tang Sect, he had already
He is considered one of his own. Feng Zixi can be trusted by Wu Changkong and the Tang Sect.
"The first soul skill, I named it Psalm of Pursuing Freedom."
"The effect is... I am free from any control effects. When I use it actively, I can remove the control effects of others!" Feng Zixi looked like he was about to praise me.
In this Douluo Continent where the God Realm has escaped, Feng Zixi feels that it is better not to tell the true name of his soul skill. He knows that the effect is useless, but with the heaven-defying effect and the name of a god, there is no guarantee that others will not know it.
Catch yourself, slice it up and study it.
Wu Zhangkong had a look of ruined outlook. Although Douluo Continent has records of forced control abilities in the past ten thousand years, the ability to forcefully release control is really unheard of! At least, a soul master can be immune to his two-word battle armor.
The master's control skills are incredible!
"You guys eat first and wait for me at home. I need to go out first!" After saying that, Wu Zhangkong used his soul power and disappeared with ghostly steps.
Feng Zixi probably guessed where Wu Zhangkong was going and what he was doing. As a direct descendant of the Tang Sect with roots in Hong Miao Zheng, he had an innate talent full of soul power, and his first soul skill was so unbelievable, Wu Zhangkong must have gone to the Tang Sect.
Report! Of course, even if it is a report, it will only be beneficial to Feng Zixi and not harmful!
No matter what... is it important that those things are done? No!
Feng Zixi continues to become a rice cook. If she doesn't eat anymore, her rice will be taken away by Na'er, a senior rice cook!