Goddess Palace Inside the main hall.
Time seemed to be completely frozen by that red hydrangea.
The anticipation on Yao Ji's face, Long Ji's mouth ready to exclaim, the coldness in Chang'e's eyes, and the trust in Shi Ji's eyes all shattered the moment they saw the item clearly.
Instead, there was an extremely strange and complex expression that was mixed with shock, astonishment, horror, and a hint of resentment.
The atmosphere quickly slipped from the initial surprise to a kind of judgment-like solemnity.
The brains of the four goddesses collectively shut down at this moment.
Red Embroidered Ball.
Empress Nuwa's companion treasure, in charge of the world's marriages, is a supreme murder weapon that can destroy even Quasi-Saint with one throw.
This is called... a small gift?
Qin Feng, you call this a small gift?
The saint has given you all his treasures to accompany you. Do you call this "casually chatting about life and ideals"?
Is your ideal a bit too lofty?
Four gazes, like four invisible sharp swords, pierced Qin Feng from four directions, nailing him from the inside out.
What is filled in the air is no longer spiritual energy, but a terrifying aura called "Shura Field".
The first person to react to the outage was the youngest and most straightforward Princess Longji.
Her big and smart eyes first stared at the Red Embroidered Ball, and then they suddenly raised their eyes, like two clusters of burning flames, looking directly at the Qin Feng.
It was filled with the grievance of being deceived and the anger of being robbed of a treasure.
"Okay Qin Feng!"
A clear and angry shout completely broke the dead silence in the hall.
Princess Longji rushed in front of Qin Feng in two steps, his fair face flushed with anger, his cheeks bulging like an offended hamster.
She stretched out her slender finger and almost poked Qin Feng's nose.
"We are worried about you here, lest you be punished by the saint, and our hearts are in our throats!"
"Well done to you! Well done to you!"
Long Ji became angrier as he spoke, with a hint of crying in his voice, and his eye circles were slightly red.
"I took a trip to the Wa Palace. Not only was I unscathed, but I also got all the love tokens from Empress Nuwa back!"
"You... how long do you want to lie to us?"
A token of love!
As soon as these four words were spoken, the temperature in the hall seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.
The proud smile on Qin Feng's face completely froze.
What the hell?
A token of love?
He lowered his head and looked at the Red Embroidered Ball in his hand, then looked up at the puffy Long Ji, and his mind didn't turn around for a while.
This thing... has this attribute?
He only knew that this was an awesome Innate Supreme Treasure that could hit people and lead red strings, but he had never thought about that!
Before Qin Feng could open his mouth to defend himself, another cold voice with a strong sour taste sounded faintly.
Shi Ji I don't know when I had folded my arms and was leaning against a jade pillar in a leisurely manner.
Her eyes moved back and forth between Qin Feng's astonished face and the hydrangea with red light flowing around her. The corners of her mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile, and her tone was unabashedly "yin and yang".
"Alliance Leader is really capable, even Heavenly Dao Saint can be provoked."
"It seems that our little Goddess Immortal Alliance can't keep your big Buddha."
"That's right, if Empress Nuwa can give a token like Red Embroidered Ball, how can we, who are like Puliu, dare to compete with the saint?"
Shi Ji's voice is not loud, but it is like fine needles, accurately piercing every vital part of Qin Feng.
Every sentence seems to be praising him, but every word is filled with resentment of "you heartless man".
Qin Feng's forehead began to sweat.
Long Ji is already difficult enough, why did even Shi Ji, who had always been the most convinced of him, start saying such weird things?
Provoking a saint?
Can't keep it?
Compete with the saints?
Where is this going?
"No, Shi Ji, please listen to my explanation..." Qin Feng was about to speak, but was choked back by two heavier and more lethal eyes.
Chang'e and Yao Ji.
Neither of them said a word.
But sometimes, silence is more deadly than any words.
Chang'e's eyes, which were like autumn water, were now covered with a light layer of mist, and the originally cold expression now had a touch of indescribable complexity.
She just looked at Qin Feng quietly, with confusion, disappointment, and a hint of... hurt that even she herself hadn't noticed in her eyes.
It seems to be asking: We believe in you so much, is this how you attract bees and butterflies outside? And the person you provoke is... a saint?
Yao Ji's gaze, on the other hand, is more direct.
It is the heartbreak of elders when they see their juniors making big mistakes, and the deep helplessness of allies when they see that their backbone is out of tune.
Her eyes seemed to be saying: Qin Feng ah Qin Feng, I thought you were just brave, but I didn't expect you would dare to stab the sky! Do you want to put our entire Goddess Immortal Alliance on the fire by getting involved in this relationship with the saint?
For a moment, Qin Feng seemed to have become an eternal sinner being collectively judged.
Long Ji's glare, Shi Ji's cynicism, Chang'e's coldness and resentment, Yao Ji's heartache.
Four gazes and four emotions intertwined into a dragnet, trapping him firmly in the center.
He felt that every inch of his body was being repeatedly stared at by these four gazes.
No excuses!
These four words have never been so deeply imprinted on Qin Feng's mind.
"Everyone, calm down! Calm down!"
Qin Feng raised his hands, trying to calm down the girls who were about to go berserk. The expressions on their faces were more bitter than eating Coptis chinensis.
"Things are really not what you think! This Red Embroidered Ball is really a gift from Empress Nuwa. It is... a symbol of friendship!"
"Friendship?" Long Ji became even more angry when he heard this, "Have you ever seen a friend send a token of love? Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"
"That's it!" Shi Ji said coolly at the side, "The friendship between Alliance Leader and the saint is indeed extraordinary. It is really difficult for ordinary people like us to understand."
Qin Feng was so anxious that he scratched his head and felt that his mouth had never been so stupid.
He looked at the only remaining hope, Chang'e and Yao Ji.
"Fairy Chang'e, Fairy Yao Ji, you believe me! Empress Nuwa and I are innocent! We just discussed the development of humanity and the direction of calamity. She thought what I said made sense, so..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng couldn't speak anymore.
Because he saw that Yao Ji was holding his forehead, with an expression on his face that said, "I'm hopeless, I'm starting to talk nonsense."
Chang'e, on the other hand, sighed softly and turned his head silently, as if he couldn't bear to look at his "dying struggle" anymore.
It's over.
Qin Feng felt cold in his heart.
The more you explain, the greater the suspicion.
When they tell the truth, they think they are making up more outrageous lies to cover up.
He finally realized what a stupid mistake he had made.
He wanted to use Red Embroidered Ball to prove his strength and background, but he completely ignored the special meaning of this treasure in Primordial World, especially in the eyes of women.
It's better now, even if I jump into the Tianhe River, I can't clean it up.
Qin Feng looked at the four beautiful faces in front of him with different expressions, but all of them said "you are a big liar", and opened his mouth, but in the end he only let out a long sigh, full of helplessness and grief.
He silently put away the Red Embroidered Ball that caused the catastrophe, and never dared to show it off again.
In the main hall, there was an eerie silence again.
Only this time, Qin Feng no longer felt proud at all. He only felt as if he was standing in the center of four volcanoes about to erupt, and even his breathing became cautious.