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Chapter 1272: Southeast direction, mysterious village.

Playing with a few small green oranges in his hand, Qin Feng threw a few to the old man beside him selling candied haws.

Unexpectedly, Qin Feng was mistaken.

The man selling candied haws on a haws of laughter chuckled, holding a few small green tangerines between his fingers accurately, and at the same time handed a few bunches of candied haws to Qin Feng, who was protecting the mute girl.

He couldn't wait to tear open the thin and delicate green orange peel, pinch a few pieces of pulp and put it into his mouth. The sour taste on the tip of his tongue made the old man couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

After eating too much sweet things, when I eat something sour, I feel a different taste in my heart.

After receiving the candied haws from the old man, Qin Feng opened one and put it in his mouth, then gave the remaining bunches to the mute girl with a slightly red face in his arms.

The little apprentice looked happy, and the corners of his eyes seemed to narrow into crescent moons.

"Thank you, teacher."

He stretched out his hand to straighten some strands of his little apprentice's messy black hair.

Qin Feng's attention fell on the young and graceful actress who was performing hard on the stage.

The noise on the stage and the noise off the stage are just for that moment of laughter and laughter.

After changing into a comfortable position and sitting up, Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly took out a refreshing stick, lit it and threw it to the old man standing tall and watching on one side.

Turning his head sideways, he grinned at Qin Feng, revealing yellow teeth stained by smoke. The old man skillfully held it between his hands and put it in his mouth.

After taking a deep breath and feeling the numbing sensation of the smoke passing through his lungs, the old man smiled and said to Qin Feng, "My friend, how good is the show on stage?"

"nice."

The old man nodded and exhaled a puff of smoke, but his eyes were looking at the actress' buttocks on the stage, "I think so too."

Qin Feng's eyes flickered, and he leaned over and glanced at the sleepy little apprentice in his arms, rubbing his eyes. With a wave of his hand, a delicate blanket was already covering his body.

The mute girl shrank her body like a hamster, curled up with half-closed eyes and slept peacefully. The old man on one side muttered to himself with a smile, "This girl is so handsome and has a majestic sword bone. It is rare to have a swordsman prodigy. She will surely be the emperor in the future."

There is one.”

"Um."

Turning his head and glancing at the old man strangely, Qin Feng tightened his arms around the thin, slender, soft body of his young apprentice.

Is this mysterious old man coming to compete with me as his apprentice?

As if he understood what Qin Feng was thinking, the old man smiled, flicked the ashes of his cigarette with his fingers, and his eyes fell on Bi Luotian who was intently eating green tangerines.

This little guy is not bad either.

"What are you looking at?"

"What are you doing?"

Bi Luotian rolled her eyes and ignored the old man, throwing a few green oranges at Qin Feng.

"Biluota, after listening to the opera today, go practice tomorrow."

The lazy voice of the Saint of the Beast Control Sect resounded in his mind, "Look, you're blind in one eye, and you can't survive as quickly as others can when they lie down."

Bi Luotian made a move, then stuffed the peeled green tangerine pulp into his mouth and showed a smile.

——

——

"Hey! I want to eat the owner..."

The treasure-hunting squirrel wrinkled its plump little face and stretched out its short hand to gently tug Qin Feng's ear. He leaned closer and whispered in a low voice, indicating that he would also get a candied haws.

Qin Feng smiled hoarsely, took out one and stuffed it into the treasure-hunting squirrel, glanced at Dumb and the lamb at his feet, and generously took out two more and stuffed them over...

Time passes, and soon the song ends and everyone disperses.

The crowd outside the noisy Goulan gradually thinned out, and even the female actors on stage retreated to the background.

From the hustle and bustle to silence, it only takes a moment to flirt.

Stretching, Qin Feng picked up an oil umbrella and looked at the old man Zhenghuan who was smoking a bronze pipe next to him, "Mr., the opera is over, why don't you leave?"

"No rush."

"Let me think about what I want to do."

The old man stared at the empty stage, clapped his hands for a moment, and a slender black sword flickered in his hand.

The withered old hand gently stroked the wrinkle pattern on the sword body, and there was a trace of nostalgia in the old man's eyes.

Qin Feng suddenly became happy, and slowly stretched out his slender palms that were peeled off from green and orange and dyed yellow, "Could it be that the old gentleman saw that I am a unique swordsmanship prodigy and wanted to give me a sword as a gift?"

"If you don't say thank you for a great kindness, if you become prosperous in the future, you will never forget the gift of the sword from me."

When the old man heard this, his eyelids twitched and he said that he was so thick-skinned.

Is there only one prodigy of swordsmanship in the world?

He is as blunt as a piece of wood, has no tendency to move forward, and is still a genius.

He took out a white handkerchief and wiped the patterned sword body. After a moment, he handed the black sword to Qin Feng, "This Night King Sword is the sharp weapon I held when I was young. The sword body has a seventh-level strength. Now I give it to this little girl to make a good relationship."

"Not for me?"

"no."

Qin Feng curled his lips, took the long sword and waved it gently. It felt good and sharp. The children liked it very much. It is good as a restaurant meat skewer sign.

pity.

It's for the little apprentice to play with.

The old man happily extinguished his cigarette and hung it on the waist of his green shirt. He muttered that it was time to sell candied haws, and his stiff figure slowly disappeared under Qin Feng's gaze.

"The famous controller of the Night King's black market is actually an old man selling candied haws."

"horrible."

Qin Feng took out his handkerchief and wiped the syrup-stained mouth of the treasure-hunting squirrel and smiled softly.

Bi Luotian, who had not yet reacted, was stunned and repeated in confusion, "Then the old man is the Night King?"

"Um."

Letting the plump treasure-hunting squirrel get into his clothes, Qin Feng gently patted the head of his sleeping little apprentice.

Opening her hazy eyes in a daze, the mute woman stretched out her palms to rub her sore eyes.

He stretched out his hand to help the mute woman smooth the wrinkled blue silk on her exquisite calves under her skirt. Qin Feng couldn't bear to let go of the smooth and warm feeling she felt with her hands.

The little apprentice has grown up.

I hope I can find a handsome and promising young man like myself in the future.

"Let's go back to the restaurant."

"Um!"

Embarrassedly jumping off Qin Feng's lap, the little apprentice bent down and held the increasingly fat lamb in his arms.

It was a bit difficult to hold him.

"It turned out to be the Night King. If I contradicted him, the old man wouldn't bear my grudge, right?"

"I should remember you, and maybe I will crawl into your bed and talk all night long." Qin Feng jokingly turned back to the stunned Bi Luotian beside him, stood up and walked out of Lijiang Pavilion.

Bi Luotian's face turned green, she stood up, picked up a worn-out oil umbrella, and followed closely.

When we came outside, the heavy snow was still falling non-stop, and the biting cold wind made pedestrians shiver on the roadside.

"Roar~"

A wave of air rose from Qin Feng's body out of thin air and instantly blew away the surrounding snow.

Black Crystal quickly opened his golden beast eyes, and the glimmer of dragon scales on his body slowly subsided. He glanced around and then stretched out his tongue to lick Qin Feng's cheek.

After swallowing that drop of Black Mountain Dryad Condensation, his cultivation level completely broke through the peak of the fourth level and reached the fifth level.
Chapter completed!
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