The eldest brother looked at Qin Feng blankly, his blue eyes filled with surprise.

"Here, let the boss taste your little mouth."

Qin Feng solemnly took the little brother's hand in front of him and pulled him into his arms with a strong tug. The soft fragrance made Qin Feng aroused and he leaned over to kiss the crystal soft lips quickly.

There was no softness upon contact, only the feeling of furry hairs.

"Ouch?"

Their eyes met, Qin Feng had a dark face and quickly let go of the prototype eldest brother in his arms.

The light blue dog eyes glanced at Qin Feng arrogantly, and the eldest brother turned and ran towards the stone table.

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed as he lazily leaned against the threshold with a refreshing stick in his mouth.

The power of qi and blood generated by physical training becomes more and more powerful. Even if the eldest brother turns into a beast, he still looks pretty and has a graceful figure.

What a mess.

"Meow!"

The lamb ran over quickly, its short tail wagging constantly. It looked up at Qin Feng and stuck out his tongue to indicate that he was tired from playing and wanted to drink milk to replenish his strength.

After bending down and picking up the lamb, Qin Feng lazily took out a basin of coconut goat milk and placed it in front of him. Fang Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed with joy.

Exhaling a puff of smoke, Qin Feng felt two soft objects suddenly appear behind him. They were so big and small that he could hold them in his hands. They were very familiar. He had held them countless times.

There was a blowing sound and a slight numbness in my ears, and Amakusa Xuanyu's cold voice sounded, "Good morning, boss."

"good."

Qin Feng smiled and held the jade hand that was placed on his chest from behind and squeezed it gently.

Gently holding Amakusa Xianyu on his lap, smelling the rich fragrance on his body, Qin Feng's mind swayed, and he raised his head and used the Beast Skill Dragon involuntarily.

Like the rising sun in the sky.

As if feeling something, Amakusa Xingyu, who was sitting obediently in Qin Feng's arms, had a slight pink tint to her crystal earlobes, and her eyes were filled with moving mist.

The murderous seventh-level powerhouse is now nestling tightly in the arms of the man behind him like a cat.

Holding the child in his arms, Qin Feng silently looked at the sky.

Involuntarily, he thought of what Eunuch Wang said.

Jin Chan, the newly promoted eighth-level peak master, fell when he said he would fall. After the spiritual energy craze, all this became true.

After bullying his cat for a while, Qin Feng got up and walked towards the outskirts of the deep alley.

I haven't visited my good master for a long time.

I don’t know what life is like in the military camp.

Dad is a general who controls his daughter, so he must have lived a much more nurturing life than his peers.

After trampling on the broken stones blocking the road, a pair of black eagle wings slowly bloomed from Qin Feng's back, and the strong wind suddenly turned into a stream of light and escaped into the sky in the blink of an eye.

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Baidi City on the border of Wofeng is as full of chilling atmosphere as ever.

Outside Baidi City.

The deafening whistling sounds were uniform and black, and young men and women wearing thick black military armor were sweating like rain and wielding their weapons.

Without exception, these are all new recruits, some joined halfway, and some came to experience and obtain certificates after graduating from the Wofeng Imperial Capital Zhanwang Academy.

A soldier in the crowd threw away his weapon and lazily rested cross-legged on the ground.

"I don't want to practice anymore. What's the use of waving weapons here all day long? I'm a graduate of King of War Academy."

"I won't practice anymore either."

Several young men took off their iron helmets and sat lazily on the ground to rest with red faces.

A supervisor noticed this, and immediately frowned and walked slowly with a long sword on his waist, "Get up, General Ximen has an order. You must swing it enough times today."

"Let's play for a while. My father is the inspector of Wo Feng Emperor's capital. How dare a little supervisor dare to control me?"

A young man in the crowd waved his hand in disgust, signaling to get out of here.

Looking at the few recruits sitting on the ground with some pity, the supervisor turned around and left without saying a word.

A few minutes later…

The screams and screams echoed through the gate of Baidi City one after another.

With a dark face, Ximen Kuanglang swung the barbed iron whip in his hand, sporadic blood instantly fell to the ground in all directions, and a pair of tiger eyes glared at several young people!

"Don't say that your father is the supervisor. Even if the disciples of the current Emperor's Master come, I will still attack him without fail!"

"You guys, remember, if you become my soldiers, I, Ximen Kuanglang, will follow the rules in the barracks!"

Several young men who collapsed on the ground quickly got up with grins on their faces, obediently picked up their iron helmets from the ground and put them on their heads, and continued to swing their heavy swords.

Twisting his neck, Ximen Kuanglang glanced around with the iron whip in his hand.

When he saw two figures sweating profusely in the crowd, a flash of heartache flashed in his eyes.

Ximen Kuanglang Rongma had only one son and one daughter in his life. His son was extremely talented but was framed by a traitor and turned into a useless person in cultivation.

Even so.

During his idle life as a playboy, the other party still did not give up on cultivation secretly.

Did he really think he couldn't hear the deep sighs at night?

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Ximen Kuanglang felt something in his heart and squinted his eyes at the distant sky.

In the misty clouds, a black meteor was speeding down.

A fierce murderous intention rose from Ximen Kuanglang, and when he saw the figure, the killing intention turned into anger.

He would never forget that familiar face.

My precious daughter thinks about her day and night, and has dozens of sketches and portraits.

How virtuous and capable is Qin Feng?

In the open space in the distance, Qin Feng straightened his gray mink coat with a smile, and a pair of eagle wings behind him slowly turned into two small crystal tumors.

"Haw!"

The treasure-hunting squirrel, who was watching with his short hands on his hips, sneaked into Qin Feng's collar in fear, his skirt fluttered, and he peeked out his small black eyes to look at Baidi City.

A tall shadow instantly appeared in the treasure-hunting squirrel's field of vision, causing it to shrink back in fear.

Looking down at Qin Feng who had his hands in his pockets in front of him, Ximen Kuanglang shifted his gaze from his back, and Weng Ming sounded, "Young brat named Qin Feng, why don't you come to my military camp in the capital of Wo Feng Emperor?"

Qin Feng was neither humble nor arrogant. He smiled and spoke slowly to the strong man in front of him, "As a disciple, you must come to see the master."

"Do you want my daughter to use it? Go, go, go."

Qin Feng twitched his mouth and turned to look at the new recruits who were training.

After a while, Ximen Kuanglang's strong figure blocked him in front of him again.

After pondering for a moment, Qin Feng's smile grew brighter as he thought of the last portion of Eagle Strike Casserole.

"I remembered, I'm actually here to help my uncle...Ximen Qing heal the atrophy of the meridians in his body."

Ximen Kuanglang was stunned for a moment, ecstasy appeared on his face and then he hid it well.

Hitting the iron whip with a wave of his hand, he turned and walked towards the new recruit Danzi Bingmen on the outskirts of Baidi City.
Chapter completed!