"Fake."

Showing his middle finger to the five Western Continent geniuses who were only fifteen or sixteen years old opposite him, Qin Feng curled his lips and said lightly.

Several Western Continent geniuses were stunned, and the next moment veins popped out in their temples.

Even Janessa, who was wearing an exquisite animal skin skirt that exposed her long legs, was no exception. Her face was red, and her plump and straight chest was rising and falling violently.

If sight could kill, Qin Feng's body would probably have been poked into holes.

Damn it!

How come the country bumpkin opposite knows the language of the Western Continent’s aristocrats! And he still speaks so clearly!

These are the inner thoughts of a few people.

"Okay, Boss Qin, we should go back. There's no use arguing with these brats."

"Um."

Eunuch Wang snapped his fingers happily.

The ground began to shake!

Countless pieces of earth, stone and bones sputtered out from the ground, and the claws of the ferocious golden scale beast suddenly poked out!

Next is a huge horned crocodile head with a pair of golden sharp horns!

The ancient giant crocodile crawled out of the ground slowly. Its body was hundreds of meters long and powerful, as high as a majestic mountain!

Even in the gray winter, the dazzling scales can't hide the terrifying explosion!

Opening its huge mouth, the ancient giant crocodile looked up to the sky and roared, and the golden shock wave visible to the naked eye spread around it!

The blood-armored sandworm's compound eyes were filled with fear as it hurriedly raised a thin sand wall to block Reinhardt and the others.

"Mr. Wang's eighth-level peak desolate beast, the ancient giant crocodile, seems to be stronger."

A flash of burning greed flashed in Reinhard's eyes.

The ancient giant crocodile is a creature that is deeply loved by the royal family of the Western Continent. Unfortunately, it is unknown why it is not acclimatized to the environment.

All the high-level ancient giant crocodiles that had been looted from the mainland for thousands of years died collectively.

"Thank you for the compliment, but we still want to say that your sandworm is really fucking ugly."

Reinhardt's smile froze and he stared at Eunuch Wang.

"Let's go, Boss Qin."

"Um."

He once again gave a middle finger to several Western Continent geniuses and said plainly, "Fake."

Qin Feng and Circle Bear slowly walked back to the open claws of the ancient giant crocodile...

Watching Eunuch Wang and his entourage disappear, Reinhardt could no longer bear it. He looked at the students around him with a gloomy expression and said fiercely:

"Lauren, you four, find an opportunity tomorrow to kill that venomous trash!"

"yes!"

Several people looked at each other, their anger and murderous intent completely unable to be concealed.

"What about me?"

A white-haired young man standing at the back asked calmly.

"Behemoth beast."

"You continue to hide your strength and save the opportunity to kill the opponent's most talented seed player."

"good."

…

Returning to the Lord's Mansion of Dijun City, he followed Eunuch Wang around for a while.

When Qin Feng rode the circle bear back to his residence in Qingshi House, the sky was already slightly dark.

He moved a small horse to sit by the threshold, and Qin Feng slowly controlled the dark fire stick flying at low altitude in front of him.

The ordinary sword-control training given by Lan Ji was far more difficult than imagined.

The requirements for the width and thickness of the Qi pulse are very high, and the same is true for the spiritual strength of the soul.

If you want to wield ten thousand swords, you must learn how to master it!

The so-called fine point is to inject a ray of mental power mixed with spiritual energy into the flying sword to let the opponent adapt.

This step is called weapon maintenance, allowing the weapon to take on the flavor of the wielder.

The second step is to control the flying sword by relying on a ray of spiritual power injected into the flying sword!

Reaching the point where you can hit wherever you point!

And if you want to control ten thousand swords, you need to divide your mental power into tens of thousands of parts!

It's extremely terrifying!

"Is it because the fire stick is too heavy?"

Qin Feng made a big move with his hand, and the fire stick slowly returned to his hand. He pondered for a moment and talked to himself slowly.

"Haw!"

The treasure-hunting squirrel poked its head out and opened its eyes drowsily. It jumped from the inside of the clothes to the shoulders.

"Roar~"

The circle bear sitting cross-legged on the ground beside him also growled softly and patted his furry belly sheepishly.

"I'm hungry too, let's eat first."

Qin Feng smiled, silently took out the stove and placed it in front of him, and started to light the stove.

Dinner was very simple, a large pot of iris soup and several crystal glazed cakes.

Leaning lazily on the belly of the ringed bear, drinking the delicious snake soup from the bowl, Qin Feng looked up from time to time to look at the bright moon in the sky.

At this point in the previous life, I was wearing an apron and preparing dinner for the lazy black stocking dean in the kitchen.

With a faint sigh, Qin Feng gulped down the bowl of iris snake soup in his hand.

Just when he was about to sip another bowl of tiger penis wine.

There was a sudden weight on his head, and something warm and heavy was slowly rubbing on top of his head.

Qin Feng's face darkened, and he slowly raised his head to look at Circle Bear, who was patting his head with a bear paw.

moment.

He smiled and allowed the other party to comfort him.

A trace of golden light filled the pupils, and the world began to become extremely gray.

The huge figure of the circle bear has disappeared, and what is left is just a gentle brown-haired lady with animal ears who is stroking her head with her delicate hands.

Looking at Qin Feng's golden pupils, her crystal-yellow eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, her thin cherry-colored lips raised upwards, she was smiling.

The two round animal ears exposed from the long brown hair trembled slightly from time to time.

The movements of Qin Feng's white and slender palms became more and more gentle, as if caring for a baby.

Feeling sleepy, Qin Feng yawned, tightened his gray mink fur coat, closed his eyes and lay quietly in the other person's arms.

——

——

"Ah sneeze!"

Qin Feng, who was sleeping soundly, couldn't help but yawn and slowly opened his eyes.

Blurred vision.

The figure of Ximen Yu, who was sitting on the bench with his chin propped up, was merging into one and finally became clear.

"woke up?"

He tightened his black plush scarf around his neck.

In the dark night.

Ximen Yu's bright eyes were particularly striking. She looked at Qin Feng casually and asked.

"How long have you been here?"

Qin Feng looked at the thin blanket that he had covered himself with and smiled.

This is the third person to take the initiative to cover himself with a blanket.

Um.

The first one is the considerate Eunuch Wang.
To be continued...