"If it comes to pass, I, Chen Feng, will never break my promise to you. I will definitely do it within half a year."
Chen Feng got straight to the point and even gave a deadline to fulfill his promise.
All of a sudden, Fan Qishui's favor increased greatly and he relaxed his guard.
He nodded solemnly and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you very much, Mr. Chen."
Come forward and sit down next to him.
Pu Jingyi smiled and said: "Fan Qishui, now that you have met Mr. Chen Feng, you will know that what I promised you before was not empty words."
"Master Chen, how can such an outstanding person break his word?"
"Not to mention, now Mr. Chen has won the first place in Kongshan Swordsmanship and is the first person among the younger generation in Dragon Vein Continent!"
"What? Kong Sang is the best in swordsmanship?"
Hearing this, Fan Qishui's expression changed with shock.
Although Fan Qishui is not very powerful and his background is not very high, he is far from being able to participate in Kongsang Sword Discussion.
But Kong Sang Sword Discussing, the most prestigious event in the Dragon Vein Continent, he had also heard of.
I also know what kind of weight this Kong Sang No. 1 sword has.
Anyone who is number one in swordsmanship will be a powerful and powerful person in the future.
Therefore, the awe of Chen Feng in my heart became even greater.
Pu Jingyi said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, I asked Fan Qishui to go to the Ghost Forest to deliver a message to your senior sisters."
Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat and his eyes flashed: "Has the letter been delivered? Is there anything wrong in the process?"
Fan Qishui nodded: "It has been delivered."
"I saw with my own eyes that Qingqiu Yaoguang took the letter, and then his mood obviously changed."
"Obviously, she found out."
"That's good, that's good."
Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little calmer.
"This first step has finally been taken."
Fan Qishui glanced at Pu Jingyi and Chen Feng, turned his eyes, and then suddenly complained to Pu Jingyi:
"Pu Jingyi, the time you gave me was so tight that I had to go back and forth so quickly."
"With my speed, I can't do it at all, and if I go too fast, it will arouse the suspicion of other ghosts."
Pu Jingyi frowned, not knowing what he wanted to say.
Fan Qishui said as if nothing had happened: "I have consumed several treasures that have been accumulated for thousands of years, and I just came back so quickly without being discovered by others."
Pu Jingyi's expression suddenly changed, he stared at him and said coldly: "Fan Qishui, what do you mean?"
"Bargain? Ask for favors?"
Fan Qishui showed no sign of weakness and said coldly: "Why, can't I just say it?"
Chen Feng smiled slightly.
He saw all Fan Qishui's performance.
He naturally knew that Fan Qishui did this just to increase his weight in his heart.
To put it bluntly, it’s just to take credit.
But he wasn't disgusted.
Everyone has their own way of living. Fan Qishui paid such a high price, why should he take credit?
As long as things are done well, everything is easy to say.
Right now, the top priority is this big thing.
As long as this big thing can be accomplished, everything else is secondary.
However, Chen Feng did not intend to just accommodate Fan Qishui.
He waved his hand to stop Pu Jingyi and smiled gently at Fan Qishui: "Fan Qishui, don't worry."
"If you do something for me, I won't treat you badly."
"Next, whatever treasure you lose, I will give it to you ten times or a hundred times more precious than it is!"
Hearing this, Fan Qishui suddenly became happy.
"but……"
Chen Feng's expression suddenly turned cold, he stared at Fan Qishui and said word by word: "This matter will not be repeated in the future."
"If you dare to play such a clever trick again, then when the time comes, you will get exactly what I, Chen Feng, promised you!"
"But I won't give you any extra money!"
"You will completely lose my goodwill and friendship!"
He stared at Fan Qishui and smiled slightly: "You can weigh the weight yourself."
When Fan Qishui heard this, his heart suddenly trembled.
He couldn't help but secretly curse himself for being stupid.
Chen Feng is such an outstanding person, how could he not see his little trick?
It is true that he will not do anything to himself, but if he loses his trust and respect because of such a small gain, it would be too small to gain a big gain.
"I'm so stupid!"
Cursing himself secretly, he suddenly bent his knees and fell to the ground.
He kowtowed heavily to Chen Feng and said loudly: "Master Chen taught me a lesson, it's because I was fooled by lard, and I will never do it again in the future!"
Chen Feng smiled slightly, reached out and lifted him up.
"No need to say more, as I said before, you just need to work hard for me."
"Chen Feng, I will never treat you badly!"
Fan Qishui nodded heavily.
Pu Jingyi looked on with admiration.
"Mr. Chen is Mr. Chen after all. This method is really powerful."
"With this combination of kindness and power, Fan Qishui has completely returned to his heart."
Chen Feng also felt relieved.
In this link, Fan Qishui is an extremely important point.
If you completely subdue him now, things will become much smoother in the future.
Since the time was already set half a month later, the three of them discussed various details.
What Fan Qishui was most confused about was how Chen Feng could safely enter the dense forest of ghosts.
Chen Feng smiled slightly and took out the plain silver candlestick.
Seeing the plain silver candlestick, Fan Qishui's pupils shrank sharply and screamed: "You actually have such a treasure?"
"You can actually get it? No wonder no wonder..."
He looked at Chen Feng with a look of amazement on his face.
Chen Feng said calmly: "Now, there is still another problem."
"Although I have this treasure, I can't light a candle on it."
Fan Qishui smiled slightly and said, "What a coincidence, I know about this."
"It's actually difficult to ignite this thing, but it's easy to say it's simple."
Fan Qishui paused and said softly: "The fuel of the plain silver candlestick is actually ghost."
"What? Ghost?" Chen Feng asked in surprise.
"That's right, using the soul power of ghosts as fire, what burns in the fire is actually their souls and their lives!"
Fan Qishui said in a deep voice:
"but……"
"There are some restrictions among them."
"What this plain silver candlestick needs to burn must be a ghost that is more than three thousand years old and has a strength of Martial Emperor level!"
"Ordinary ghosts are not qualified at all, and this plain silver candlestick is not worth mentioning."
Chen Feng suddenly realized.
No wonder, this treasure has never been heard of appearing outside, so it only exists in the Soul Extinguishing Hall. It turns out there are still so many restrictions.
Ghost souls that are more than three thousand years old are the only ones that are abundant in the Soul Extinguishing Hall.
At this time, Fan Qishui suddenly stepped back slightly.
Chen Feng keenly noticed Fan Qishui's somewhat wary gaze.
