Chapter 571: Force King Unit 3

Chapter 571: Force the King’s Unit 3

“So, you have said so much, what do you want to express?”

The footsteps in the deep corridor suddenly stopped, and Xu Yuan looked back at Feng Xianru, who had been following him.

He felt that this collateral genius was mentally ill.

Coming out of the secret temple, he looked up and saw this young man standing at the door.

There was no action, no debate, just following them out.

Xu Yuan thought that the boy was subdued by the slap just now, and this behavior was considered as submissive to him. But halfway through, the boy started talking to a resentful woman about his inexplicable mental journey, and how Feng Jiuxuan kicked him. The story of that kick.

。

After listening patiently, Xu Yuan roughly understood the reason why this collateral genius respected his uncle.

Feng Xianru is indeed a genius. He broke through Soul Condensation at the age of ten and is already on the same level as Ran Qingmo and others based on his basic qualifications. But if you want to understand Tao Yun, you don't just have to look at your basic aptitude. If Feng Xianru's character is completely determined as a child, then there is a high probability that he will be stuck at the fourth level in his life.

But the question is, why is this guy telling him this?

Let him help him chase stars?

Under Xu Yuan’s gaze, Feng Xianru raised her head slightly to meet his gaze, and continued to mutter in a calm tone:

“Eldest Young Master, even though I almost died that time, I still resent the head of the family who kicked me off the cliff indiscriminately. But if it weren’t for the head of the family’s kick, I wouldn’t be here now.”

“Then do you know that your role model can only rest with a sword every day?”

"stop."

Sighing in his heart, Xu Yuan patted his robe helplessly, continued to move forward, and asked casually:

He needs a big change to reshape this weak character.

Feng Xianru replied without hesitation:

ˆ “.”

Being exposed to his face, Feng Xianru tugged at the corners of his clothes unnaturally, but he quickly calmed down his expression, suddenly saluted solemnly, and continued to say solemnly:

“I did nothing wrong about Feng Ziming.”

"You use his set of things to deal with your sweetheart?"

."Feng Xianru."

Although Feng Jiuxuan's handling method was a bit too rough, he did give Feng Xianru this opportunity.

Xu Yuan glanced at the stunned young man with calm eyes, raised his hand and tapped his head with one finger, and said four words with a smile:

“Can’t you communicate with that girl about this? Don’t look at how scared everyone is of you.”

Xu Yuan glanced at the other party's clothes:

“This can be seen from your Chaofengxuan-patterned clothes, let’s get to the point.”

“The head of the family has always been a role model in my heart.”

Well, I went around in circles and came back.

“You want to imitate him?”

“Eldest son, whether it’s about results or deeds, this is what my family taught me.”

When all the truth is revealed, the original resentment will turn into gratitude and guilt.

“Is your brain racing?”

."Feng Xianru."

Ignoring the young man who stayed where he was, Xu Yuan walked straight out of the cave.

As he walked out of the corridor, Xu Yuan saw the girl squatting in a daze by a newly raised bonfire.

When she heard the footsteps of a group of three people coming out, the girl quickly stood up from the ground, patted the dust on her body, and looked around. She was obviously slightly relieved after not seeing Feng Xianru, and whispered. asked:

“Eldest Young Master, you have come out. Where are Fengxianru and others?”

"died."

".ah?"

Looking at her expression, Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows:

“The person who threatened you has been dealt with, and you don’t seem happy?”

Feng Ziming came back to her senses, lowered her eyes, and glanced at the ground helplessly:

"Even if he bullies me, he shouldn't be punished until death, right?"

Although I hate that guy, I just want to beat him up to vent his anger.

"Ah"

Xu Yuan walked past the girl, rubbed her little head casually, led Ran Qingmo and the two girls to sit down by the campfire, and began to continue tinkering with the uneaten green-scaled snake meat:

“I’m just kidding, he should be out soon.”

As if to fulfill Xu Yuan's words, a young man in white limped out of the cave as he finished speaking.

Without the support of the Feng family’s bloodline, the originally wide cave gradually closed with a burst of energy.

With the flickering light of the fire, Feng Ziming looked at the young man who walked out for a moment, and then shrank directly behind Xu Yuan, leaving only his head to carefully look at the other man.

Feng Xianru snorted softly, looked away with a cold face.

However, he was reluctant to leave. He found a big stone about seven or eight feet away from the bonfire, jumped on it, sat down, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

It's just that he closed his eyes to rest, and glanced at Xu Yuan and Feng Ziming from time to time.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan almost cried out in joy.

However, in order to maintain the eldest brother's image outside, he still held back his ridicule.

Amid the crisp sound of the condiment bottles and jars, the silence around Xu Yuan lasted for about half a quarter of an hour before being broken by a sound transmission.

It was passed down by Feng Xianru.

Xu Yuan thought that this boy wanted him to be the peacemaker, but in the end he only heard:

“Eldest son, can you continue to use this important ancestral temple for Ti Ming’s use?”

According to the clan rules, it is considered a serious crime for a collateral descendant to enter the Feng family's secret ancestral hall.

There is no problem if Feng Xianru went in with the tacit consent of her uncle, but if Feng Ximing were to be found out by the higher-ups in the clan, she would most likely be punished.

After hearing this, Xu Yuan did not vote. He asked the messenger knowingly and replied:

"Oh why?"

Feng Xianru's voice was a little lacking in confidence, with a touch of pleading:

“Young master, you should have seen her physique. Only by breaking the nine magic lanterns and entering the mourning hall and undergoing the ancestor test can she have a chance to survive.”

Xu Yuan glanced at the boy, placed the marinated meat skewers on the grill, and replied in a light voice:

“That’s fine, but I don’t want to hear the message.”

"." There was no sound.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan was not in a hurry and skillfully flipped the meat skewers on the flame, waiting for a compromise.

Come to this ancestral temple to get a token, but you have to deal with the love brain battles of these genius boys and girls.

Difficult to stretch.

However, the result is quite satisfactory.

At least it was confirmed that this talented young man from a branch of the Feng family could be used by him, although his brain didn't seem to work very well.

Soon, Feng Xianru’s sudden voice broke the silence around her and made the timid girl sitting next to Xu Yuan tremble:

“Eldest Young Master, the head of the family asked me to break the illusory formation in the cave, but the complicated matter may delay my practice. Can I let this fool do it?”

ˆ “.”

Xu Yuan's face turned dark.

Fuck, you can't say it well. You have to force the third machine to force the king 3, right?

(End of this chapter)

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