"Okay, put away your petty thoughts."
Nan Feng waved his hand and said in a cold tone:
"Qian Renxue, I repeat it again and for the last time."
"I'm not your mother, and I can't replace your mother."
"As for the past..."
Nan Feng pointed at his brain and said nonsense seriously:
"I used to play with you because my brain was not working properly and I was not clear-headed. But since your good grandpa forced me to blow myself up last time, my Rendu and Du meridians have been opened and the water in my brain has been blown dry. Now I am very clear-headed."
"There are some ugly words, but for the sake of both of us, I don't want to say them too bluntly."
"But, later."
Nan Feng stared into her eyes and raised a finger:
"Don't come to me again with lame excuses like wanting to play or being bored."
"I'm very busy, busy trying to survive, busy scheming people, and I don't have the time to be your companion."
"Do you understand?"
"... Yes." Qian Renxue lowered his head and responded obediently.
"Xue'er remembers it."
After saying that, she secretly glanced at Nan Feng's gloomy face, and did not dare to stay any longer for fear of really annoying him, so she turned around and walked out of the garden.
That little back figure looked particularly lonely in the midday sun.
"... Stop."
Just when Qian Renxue was about to walk out of the pavilion, a helpless voice suddenly came from behind.
Qian Renxue paused in his steps and turned his head suddenly, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.
I saw Nan Feng pointing at the delicate dishes that were still steaming hot on the stone table, and said angrily:
"Why are you walking? You don't want to eat and you want to run away?"
"This is a special dish from the imperial dining room. Your mother is so angry that she won't eat it. If the food on the table is overturned, it will be fed to the dogs."
"Sit over here and eat your food."
Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile suddenly bloomed on his originally gloomy little face.
"Yes! Teacher!"
She showed no restraint at all, she ran back with her skirt in hand, sat down on the stone bench next to Nan Feng, picked up the chopsticks, and looked at him with bright eyes.
"..."
Nan Feng Looking at this scene, I just felt tired.
He held his forehead with one hand and looked helpless.
"What a sin..."
He complained crazily in his mind.
What is this happening every day?
After coaxing the older one (Bibi Dong), I have to coax the younger one (Qian Renxue).
After coaxing her mother, she also wanted to accompany her daughter to dinner.
The point is, this is not over yet. After the meal is finished, he has to go back to the lifeless Administrative Hall and continue to coax the still angry Bibi Dong!
How does this mean being the mastermind behind the scenes? This is clearly being a full-time nanny plus emotional regulator Grandmaster!
"Pfft..."
Seeing Nan Feng's frowning, cursing, and bitter look on his face, Qian Renxue, who was cooking rice, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
She feels that although the current teacher has a vicious mouth and a bad temper, he is... really cute and real.
He is much more humane than the cold Bingbing Pope Palace.
"Laugh?"
Nan Feng heard the laughter, turned his head suddenly, glared at her fiercely, picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into her mouth:
"Laugh at your head, laugh at you!"
"Eat your food!"
"You don't talk when you eat or sleep, do you understand?!"
"If you laugh again, I will throw you out and feed Golden Crocodile!"
"Hmm..." Qian Renxue held the chicken leg in his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, his eyebrows were crooked, but he couldn't stop smiling.
Three days later.
Pope Palace The air pressure in the bedroom is still a little low.
Ever since Imperial Garden heard Qian Renxue's crisp "teacher" that day, Bibi Dong's face has never been clear.
Even though Nan Feng had thickened her skin to the point of bending the city wall in the past three days, serving tea and water, and coaxing her in various ways, she could only barely touch the corner of the bed at night.
As for sleeping with me in my arms like I did a few days ago?
Dreaming.
As long as he dares to stretch out his claws, Bibi Dong will directly shake him out of bed with a Soul Power.
"Alas..."
Nan Feng sighed, knowing that he was indeed at fault for this matter and could only bear with it.
However, although emotionally he can only be a "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle", when it comes to business, Nan Feng is not idle.
Although he and Bibi Dong have "reconciled" and the "policy" for the future does not seem to need to be so radical anymore, the sense of crisis in his bones has never disappeared.
A cunning rabbit has three holes and always leaves a way out for itself.
This is Nan Feng's survival creed. Even if the situation is good now, what if something unexpected happens in the future?
Spirit City There was a lot of people outside.
Today is definitely the busiest and weirdest day since Spirit City was founded.
Even in the finals of the continent-wide high-level Soul Master Academy elite competition, the popularity is completely incomparable to what it is today.
After all, it's just a young man's game.
Today, there is a drastic change in the "world pattern".
In just over a month, Soul Master World's message was like a roller coaster, making everyone's hearts unbearable.
First, the predecessor Pope Qian Xunji was "seriously injured to death" by Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, causing a worldwide uproar;
Immediately after the new Pope succeeded to the throne, he declared war on the Clear Sky Sect, vowing to destroy the first sect in the world;
Just when everyone moved the benches and prepared to watch this shocking battle, Spirit Hall struck out with lightning and swept away the four affiliated clans. Clear Sky Sect failed in the rescue, and Tang Hao was announced on the spot to be expelled and sealed off from the world.
I thought this was the end, but everyone was still lamenting that Clear Sky Sect was quick to admit his timidity.
As a result, Clear Sky Sect suddenly announced his surrender to the Spirit Hall! The leader Tang Xiao even directly accepted the canonization of the Spirit Hall and became the elder of the Elder Hall!
As soon as this news came out, the entire Soul Master World exploded.
Everyone felt like they were dreaming or hadn't woken up yet.
That's Clear Sky Sect! That's the number one sect in the world who has "rather bend than bend" and "be supremely domineering" engraved in his bones!
On the main road of Spirit City, a carriage with extremely luxurious decoration and the emblem of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect slowly drove in.
In the carriage, a middle-aged man with an elegant face and elegant temperament was frowning, looking through the gap in the curtain at the hustle and bustle outside.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect master, Ning Fengzhi.
Opposite him, sat a tall old man with a haggard face but sharp eyes, it was Gu Rong named "Bone".
"Fengzhi, what do you think?" Gu Rong asked.
"Clear Sky Sect surrenders? How do I think about this matter? I think it's nonsense."
"Those hammer-wielding barbarians, even if they are dead, they can't bend their knees and treat others as dogs, right? What's more, they still give Spirit Hall."
"Uncle Gu is right."
Ning Fengzhi put down the curtains, sighed softly, and gently tapped the floor of the carriage with the scepter in his hand:
"This is not just a matter of arrogance, but also goes against common sense."
"The pattern of Soul Master World has not changed for hundreds of years."
"Upper Three Sects joins forces and fights against the Spirit Hall, thus maintaining the balance and order of Soul Master World. Although Lower Four Sects changes frequently and is even mostly attached to the Spirit Hall, as long as Upper Three Sects is still there, Spirit Hall cannot truly cover the sky with one hand."
Ning Fengzhi's eyes became extremely solemn:
"But now, with the Clear Sky Sect kneeling down, the balance is completely broken."
"If you don't count the hidden sect, Soul Master has ten fights in the world, and Spirit Hall has nearly five fights alone."
"Now that Clear Sky Sect has switched sides, Spirit Hall has taken nearly seven fights."
"This is a disaster for us."
Gu Rong snorted coldly, "I don't believe that stupid young man Tang Xiao has the brains to seek refuge with the Spirit Hall. Do you think it's a false surrender?"
"Fake surrender? Impossible."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, "Spirit Hall is not a fool. Although the newly appointed Pope is young, his methods are ruthless. If he is not absolutely sure, how could he dare to put Tang Xiao into the Elder Hall?"
"What puzzles me the most is actually the relationship between the Tang brothers."
"Uncle Bones, do you still remember? When the three of us broke into Soul Master World, we also had contact with Clear Sky Twin Stars."
"Tang Xiao is calm, Tang Hao is domineering. The relationship between these two brothers is extremely deep. It can be said that they are life and death friends, far more than ordinary brothers."
"Tang Hao seriously injured Qian Xunji and was hunted by the Spirit Hall. As the sect leader, Tang Xiao refused to save him and announced his expulsion for the sake of the sect's foundation. I can understand this. This is the helplessness of the sect leader."
"But..."
"In turn, he helped Spirit Hall hunt down Tang Hao? He even led the entire Clear Sky Sect to join the enemy who turned their brothers against each other?"
"This is absolutely impossible."
"With the kind of person Tang Xiao is, he would rather commit suicide to apologize than do such a thing as betraying his younger brother for glory or acknowledging his thief as his father."
"Unless..."
The scepter in Ning Fengzhi's hand suddenly paused, "Unless Spirit Hall holds the life gate that Clear Sky Sect absolutely cannot let go of."
"A fatal situation that forced Tang Xiao to kneel down and trample his dignity and pride under his feet."
"If so..."
Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and looked at the towering Pope Palace, feeling an unprecedented chill in his heart:
"This new Pope is much scarier than we imagined."
"Then what should we do next?" Gu Rong asked.
"Clear Sky Sect's move is really dirty. If they choose to retreat, even if they are sealed off, their strength and influence will only make the world Soul Master more wary of the Spirit Hall's ambitions. In order to protect themselves, major forces will only stick together for warmth."
"But now, they have surrendered."
"This proud man who once said he would rather break than bend has now knelt down in front of the people of the world. This is a devastating blow to the hearts of Soul Master in the world."
"Even Clear Sky Sect is on his knees. Who dares to resist from those small families? They just follow the wind and rush to lick Spirit Hall's soles!"
"Once Spirit Hall completely digests this power and masters Soul Master World's absolute right to speak, then whether it is us Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, or even the two empires..."
"War is inevitable."
Gu Rong looked at the Soul Masters outside the window who were excitedly talking about the power of the Spirit Hall, and sneered:
"These idiots thought this was a prosperous age. But they didn't know that this was the beginning of troubled times."
"Can't this war between the Spirit Hall and Clear Sky Sect make them realize that war is just a game played by politicians, and they are just a group of cannon fodder?"
"The prosperous age of the Spirit Hall? That is the prosperous age of the Pope Palace, the prosperous age of the Elder Hall, not their prosperous age."