The elder brother rolled his eyes at Qin Feng in shame and anger, and quickly turned his head away and ignored him.

"Naughty."

"Obviously, I always liked to sleep with me in the past. I will leave a bed for you tonight."

!!!

Looking at the little silver-haired twin-tail lolita transformed into his elder brother in front of him, Qin Feng curled up his lips and couldn't help but reach out and scratch his head.

Incomparably graceful.

It feels very comfortable to touch.

The eldest brother was stunned and hurriedly changed back to his original form.

In the eldest brother's reluctant expression, Qin Feng turned over and sat on his body and patted the dog's head: "I haven't ridden you for a long time. Come on, let's go to the medicine garden."

"Ouch."

Shaking his head, the eldest brother began to run in the direction directed by Qin Feng.

The eldest brother ran very fast along the way, and after a while he reached the designated place.

It was a verdant medicinal garden with an extremely wide area, densely packed with black crystals inserted into the dark soil to provide it with sufficient spiritual power.

Whenever the spiritual power inside the Xuan Jing is empty, disciples with bare arms will fill it in again.

"Stop, this is a very important place for spiritual cultivation. No outsiders are allowed to enter."

A handsome-looking man wearing a form-fitting black gauze slowly walked over holding a bamboo fan, followed by a giant crimson beetle.

Qin Feng silently looked at the man who was walking slowly. He was definitely at level seven or higher, which was unfathomable.

"I haven't seen you."

"Outsiders?"

After glancing at Qin Feng, Wu Zhe's eyes flashed with an unknown light.

"He is?"

"My eldest disciple."

"A seventh-level intermediate powerhouse with barely adequate qualifications and a second-level soul control master. Even though he is so young, he is actually over a hundred years old."

Gu Long's voice was full of hatred for iron.

Qin Feng's eyelids twitched and he ignored this Versailles guy.

"Junior sister's token?"

Wu Zhe's expression condensed, and he quickly reached out to grab the token at Qin Feng's waist.

Qin Feng opened his mouth, leaned sideways to avoid the attack, and said lightly: "I am Wu Mo's friend."

"Who knows where you picked it up from?" Wu Zhe's face turned cold, and a seventh-level pressure burst out and pressed on Qin Feng's body.

Qin Feng only felt his body sink, and the opponent's pressure was like a hill pressing down on him.

Just when Qin Feng was about to swallow a thunder pigeon soup dumpling, the pressure on his body felt inexplicably light.

Not far away, in the Lingzhi Field, a shaman leader wearing a shabby green shirt walked solemnly, carrying a hoe.

There are still a few vegetable leaves stuck to the head.

Qin Feng's eyelids were twitching wildly when he looked at this outfit. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a down-and-out warrior.

Looking Qin Feng up and down, the Witch Master said lightly: "Here?"

"Um."

"Did Gu Long instruct you to come over and steal my food?"

"without."

"Just wanted to visit."

The Witch Master narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Qin Feng up and down, his gaze extremely sharp.

After a moment, he waved to Qin Feng to follow him.

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Feng put away his elder brother and followed the witch master respectfully.

Wu Zhe, whose face was extremely ugly, took a deep breath and immediately followed the witch master.

There is a problem.

This mysterious young man!

He knew exactly what kind of character his master was.

He is especially fond of some down-and-out young talents, and often favors them anonymously, saying that they spread the fishing net widely.

To be able to converse with him in such a casual manner shows how important this mysterious young man is in his mind!

The most important thing is...

The other party actually has a childhood sweetheart, a junior sister who grew up together, and the master did not pursue it.

Wu Zhe felt his heart suddenly become cold and uncomfortable.

Who in this whole Witch Valley doesn’t know that Wu Zhe is deeply in love with his little junior sister?

"Senior Brother Wu Zhe, I somewhat contradicted you just now."

"These are some small gifts from me to you, junior brother. Please accept them." Qin Feng, who was following the witch master to observe the spiritual field, suddenly stopped and looked at Wu Zhe with a gentle look on his face.

Several boxes of crystal glazed cakes appeared in his hand as if by magic, and the cherry blossom cake stuck on one of them was particularly eye-catching.

Glancing at the witch master, Wu Zhe silently accepted the gift handed over by Qin Feng.

I can't reach out to hit the smiling person, not to mention that the master is still here.

"Give me a piece. I heard Wu Mo say it's delicious." The waiting witch master turned to look at Qin Feng.

"OK."

Without hesitation, Qin Feng immediately took out dozens of boxes and handed them over.

He casually threw the iron hoe on his shoulder to Qin Feng, and the witch master took the cake and opened it to taste in person.

For a moment, a smile appeared on his face.

tasty.

Seeing this, Wu Zhe immediately opened a box and tasted it, with a look of surprise on his face for a moment.

He only felt that after eating the cake, he felt very energetic, and many voodoo techniques were solved.

Qin Feng looked disappointed.

The other party didn't even open the box of tampered crystal glass cakes.

It's really a pity.

Carrying the Witch Master's hoe on his shoulder, Qin Feng followed the Witch Master around.

The other party seldom spoke. Whenever he stayed in a medicine field, the dragon in his head could always introduce it to him.

After stopping and turning behind the witch master, Qin Feng soon came to an uncultivated wasteland.

A group of disciples wearing shabby green shirts stood on the ground with red ears and red pestles in front of them.

After looking at it for a moment, Qin Feng's eyes became clear.

It's not that these disciples in green shirts are weak, it's that there's something wrong with the black soil in this medicinal field.

A hoe can produce sparks when rubbed, which shows that the soil is hard.

"Take off your clothes." The Witch Master stopped and turned to look at Qin Feng.

"?"

"Kid, it seems that I want to train you! This land is mixed with black gold and is extremely hard. It is a good place for physical training." The Gu Dragon's voice sounded in my mind again, but the voice was slightly gloating.

Qin Feng's eyes twitched as he looked at a group of disciples who were sweating profusely while hoeing the ground.

Don't you want a promising young man like you to exercise in a hoe field?

Silently taking off his clothes, Qin Feng threw the treasure-hunting squirrel into the vortex.

The witch master nodded, showing appreciation, and then in Qin Feng's surprised gaze, he took out two hoes, one gold and one silver, from the ring.

"I have a gold hoe and a silver hoe."

"Choose one."

The witch master shook the hoe in his hand with an expressionless expression.

"Little devil, the gold hoe weighs five thousand catties, the silver hoe weighs one thousand catties, and the copper hoe used by those disciples weighs five hundred catties."

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng immediately chose the silver hoe.

To hoe the ground, a silver hoe is enough.

"Have ambition."

The witch master showed a smile and then handed the five thousand kilograms of silver hoe to Qin Feng.

He is worthy of being a promising young man that he values.

I actually chose five thousand pounds.
Chapter completed!