The three of them left Jinyang City, and Cang Feilan said calmly: "I heard that on the day of the wedding, you composed a poem in the lobby?"
"Yes, Lord Si Zheng told you?"
Cang Feilan pondered for a moment: "Well, this time I will escort you to the Black Mist Forest. My reward will not be the ten taels of silver. When you come back, you can write the poem to me."
Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this. Miss Cang seemed to have a special liking for what she wrote. Could it be that she was attracted by my literary talent?
Just when he was feeling complacent, a blue figure suddenly inserted between him and Miss Cang, it was Lan Ningshuang.
Cang Feilan glanced away and ignored it: "So, what is your answer?"
"Since Miss Cang said so, it's just a poem, written for you."
"Merely?" Cang Feilan frowned slightly, a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Qin Feng was confused. Whenever it came to literary saints or poems, Cang girl, who was usually indifferent, seemed to have obvious mood swings.
"You should be more confident in your literary talent. At least I like what you write."
Before she finished speaking, Lan Ningshuang suddenly interrupted: "Miss Cang, I would like to ask you what your current strength is."
Cang Feilan stopped and stared at the other person quietly: "Why do you ask this?"
"The place we are going to this time seems to be a bit dangerous. With my ability to protect my uncle alone, there is no problem, but if I have to take care of another person, it will be a bit difficult."
Well, I always feel that Miss Lan today is different from before. Why does she speak so abruptly? Qin Feng is a little surprised.
"So, how do you want to verify my strength and try it yourself?" Cang Feilan touched her hand to the dagger on her waist.
"If this can be done, that would be great." Lan Ningshuang slowly pulled out the sword at her waist.
The cool breeze blew by, and the air seemed to become thicker.
"It's not necessary, it's really not necessary." Qin Feng hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "I know Miss Cang's strength, and it's more than enough to protect myself."
"Just to protect yourself?" Cang Feilan looked up, her eyes seeming to say, give you a chance to reorganize your language.
"It's not just self-protection, it's absolutely okay to protect me." Qin Feng swallowed and hurriedly changed his words.
"It's not necessary. I will protect my uncle's safety." Lan Ningshuang added inappropriately.
"I see your strength, but you are at the seventh level of Shenwu. It is good to have confidence, but don't be overconfident." Cang Feilan's tone was calm, but it was like the cold snow of winter.
Lan Ningshuang smiled slightly and half of the sword on her waist was drawn out: "Let's have a duel. People who are in the same industry know the basics and can cooperate better."
"It makes sense." Cang Feilan had already drawn out the dagger and turned a knife flower in her hand.
Qin Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw this. These two people didn't seem to be able to cooperate with each other. Their expressions were so bad that they just said - let you know your status clearly!
He immediately advised: "You two, with our current schedule, if we don't hurry up and go to the Black Mist Forest, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get back to Jinyang City before dark.
Do you think this discussion can be dispensed with?"
Silence, deathly silence!
After a while, Lan Ningshuang reluctantly sheathed the sword: "Then I'll listen to my uncle."
Cang Feilan calmly took back the dagger and said calmly: "Let's go."
Qin Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief, and the three of them finally continued on their way.
The road to the Black Mist Forest is not an official road. In the past, few people came and went. The mountain road is rugged and continuous, which is very difficult to walk, especially Qin Feng, a scholar.
Looking at the other two girls who looked calm and as if they were walking on flat ground, he was envious from the bottom of his heart.
It’s better to practice martial arts!
Fortunately, the pain was finally over. Qin Feng looked up and saw that the continuous mountain forest not far away was the Black Mist Forest, their destination!
Arriving in front of the mountain forest, Qin Feng looked around and recalled the content in "Da Gan Baicao Lu". The place where the vermilion fruit grew should be under the cliff shaped like a snake head. After searching for a moment, he got the result.
Qin Feng pointed to the raised Snake Head Cliff to the west and said happily: "What I'm looking for is right there."
After burning incense, the three of them came to the foot of the mountain.
Qin Feng saw at a glance that the layers of short shrubs were covered with bright red fruits, which were the peppers from the previous life!
"Miss Cang, how many dead objects can your three-star wooden order hold?"
Space treasures generally have limitations. For example, they cannot accommodate living creatures. For example, the accommodation space is generally not too large. Otherwise, dad would not be able to bring seven or eight carriages to transport goods every time he goes out to do business.
"Almost a foot square."
Qin Feng was a little frustrated when he heard this: "There is only such a small space. It seems that this trip, I can only bring a few vermilion fruits back for testing."
"Uncle, do you want these fruits?" Lan Ningshuang suddenly said.
"Yes, these fruits are of great use to me."
Lan Ningshuang nodded, and then took out a jade pendant from her arms: "I have a space jade pendant here, about one foot square. Maybe it can help my uncle."
"Really?" Qin Feng looked excited. This way, he could indeed hold a lot of vermilion fruits, but he really didn't expect that the Liu family was so wealthy that even a sword attendant could wear a space jade pendant.
Moreover, if I remember correctly, a space jade pendant measuring one foot square is almost as expensive as half of Wangyueju, right?
Thinking that he, the eldest son of a noble family, was not as good as a swordsman from another family. Qin Feng's face twitched, and he always felt ashamed.
Wait, Liu Jianli is already my wife, so doesn't the Liu family count as half of my family? Thinking of this, Qin Feng's mood instantly improved a lot.
"Thank you." Qin Feng happily took the jade pendant.
Lan Ningshuang nodded slightly, then glanced at Cang Feilan on the other side. The corner of her mouth slightly curved, but she quickly restrained it.
Cang Feilan obviously saw this change. Without saying anything, she directly took out a ring from her arms and threw it to Qin Feng.
"Xumi Ring?!" Qin Feng took the ring, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed. Lan Ningshuang on the side heard this and was stunned for a moment.
The space that the Sumeru Ring can accommodate is far beyond that of the space jade pendant. It is said that the top Sumeru Ring can even form its own world.
This thing is a priceless treasure. Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Miss Cang, how much space can this Sumeru Ring hold?"
Cang Feilan glanced at the continuous bushes and said calmly: "It will be more than enough to take away all the fruits here."
Lan Ningshuang froze, and Qin Feng was even more stunned.
Rich woman, Miss Cang is definitely a hidden rich woman!