Chapter 9 9. I treat you as a brother, but you want
"Xia Feng, are you willing to be my disciple?"
"ah?"
Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, "Teacher Fu, am I not your student now?"
"I'm talking about the direct disciple."
Freya simply tied up the ends of her long wine-red hair and let it hang on the side of her shoulder. She reached out and patted Xia Feng on the shoulder with a kind smile, "Xiao Xia, as long as you are willing to become my disciple, I can guarantee that you will become a third-level spiritual master before graduation~"
Before graduation? That would take at least three years.
Xia Feng felt that he had supervised Mu Qingtong well. In two years, no, in one year, he might become a third-level spiritual master. Would he still need a teacher?
"Well, um, Teacher Fu, I think I need to think about it again."
"Um?"
The red-haired woman frowned, but the kind smile on her lips widened. "Xiao Xia, how long do you need to think about this?"
Xia Feng's hair stood on end when the soft whisper entered his ears. He raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze met the woman's gentle and loving eyes. However, what caught his eye was a flaming lioness that blocked out the sky, and her terrifying vertical pupils glared at him.
Xia Feng quickly took a step back and smiled, "Teacher, it's too close."
“.”
"You have good willpower." Freya snorted, taking a step back but still smiling gently. "Then Xiao Xia, please think about it carefully for a few days. There's no need to rush to reply, and don't feel bad about rejecting the teacher. After all, I, Teacher Fu, am the most understanding~~"
You better be!
"Okay then, the class continues. Choose a classmate to come up."
Freya regained her solemn and cold expression and looked towards the classroom with a dignified gaze.
Xia Feng pointed at someone casually and returned to his seat.
But just as he sat down, he felt a resentful look in his eyes.
He smiled and tilted his head: "Hey, dear daughter, why are you looking at Daddy like that?"
Her molars were about to break as she stared at Xia Feng: "Tell me, what else do you have that I don't know?"
"I do have a secret, but I can't tell you now." Xia Feng didn't want to lie to his good brother anymore, so he looked sincere.
"There's another secret?" Mushroom glanced suspiciously at Xia Feng's belly, his imagination running wild. "You're not a woman, are you?"
As she spoke, she subconsciously reached out.
"What the hell do you want to do to me!" Xia Feng quickly opened her little hand, eyes wide with shock, "I treat you as a brother, and you want to have sex with me?!"
"Tsk—" Mushroom curled her lips, her beautiful eyes drooping as she stared at Xia Feng through her black-framed glasses, muttering, "I didn't think so before, but now I see you'll be very beautiful in women's clothing! What do you think, Feng, why don't you try dressing up as a woman? I can give you some money!"
The more she spoke, the brighter her eyes became. Xia Feng drooped his eyelids and slapped her face to force it away. "Get away from me!"
"Mmmm~~" Because the mushroom was too short, it looked like a newly sprouted potato under Xia Feng's palm, with a tuft of hair on its head jumping around.
Her big, watery eyes, full of sincerity, blinked between Xia Feng's fingers and she stretched out five fingers: "Fifty thousand for one time!"
Xia Feng's eyes widened in disbelief: "Are you insulting my personality? Is this the kind of person I am, Xia Feng?"
"One hundred thousand, one hundred thousand, no more! This is a friendship price I offer because you are my brother of the opposite sex!" She raised her hands and spread out her five fingers.
"One hundred thousand? Not really. Ugh!"
Xia Feng continued to hold her little face to prevent her from getting close, his eyes firm and sneered, "I'm telling you, your father treats money like dirt. Don't even think about using dirty money to make me bow down!"
Well - of course, the main reason is that he is about to die. Now money and other things are just external things. It is more important to find a way to prolong the activity of the heart!
Mushroom was about to say something when the bell for the end of get out of class rang.
Xia Feng patted the little mushroom's head and stood up. "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
"Eh? No, where are you going? We agreed to have dinner together!"
"I have something to talk to Mu Qingtong about." Xia Feng waved his hand, leaving her with only his back.
Mushroom looked resentful: "Tsk, you forgot about your brothers when you got a girlfriend, you bastard!"
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"Where are the people?"
Standing in the crowded corridor, Xia Feng held his forehead helplessly. This woman was born in the Year of the Rabbit. She disappeared when he wasn't paying attention.
Fortunately, he got Mu Qingtong's cell phone number yesterday.
[Xia Feng: Where are you? I need to talk to you.]
He sent a text message and received a quick reply.
[Experience Pack: Weiyang Square.]
“Da Da——”
But at this moment, a pair of high-heeled sandals came closer and Xia Feng looked up.
Cha Naixue's eyebrows were gentle and calm, her purple eyes smiling: "Xia Feng, are you free to chat?"
"Buzz~"
Xia Feng looked down.
[Experience Pack: You have five minutes, no more waiting.]
You're so arrogant! Xia Feng complained in his heart, put away his phone and quickly turned to go downstairs, while turning back and waving his hand, he said quickly: "I have something urgent to do, I'll leave first, let's talk next time."
The words Cha Naixue was about to say got stuck in her throat. She stared in shock at the man's hurriedly leaving back, pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time.
Xia Feng followed the crowd downstairs. After a few steps, he saw a dark car sliding towards him like a ghost.
The car door opened slightly.
In the luxurious and elegant backseat, a woman in a deep black dress sat lazily with her legs crossed. She tilted her head and smiled faintly, "Get in."
As expected of you, the Witch of Destruction. Your appearance was quite cool. Xia Feng got into the car with neat movements.
The car door closed, and he turned his head to look. Sitting in the driver's seat was a maid with rose-red hair, who was resting with her eyes closed and her arms folded across her chest.
"She is my personal maid, you can call her 'Fei'."
Xia Feng continued to look curiously at the low-key interior of the car. It was the first time he saw such an expensive hover car. Forgive his restlessness, he lightly tapped the magic hovering ball on the armrest.
"This is a weapon that absorbs spiritual pressure. If it is touched for a long time, it can drain the spiritual pressure of a low-level spiritual master."
Xia Feng raised his eyebrows, silently withdrew his hand, suppressed his curiosity and turned back.
The woman's long legs were crossed under her elegant black skirt. At the end of her slender white calves, crystal high heels hung on her crystal-clear toes, swinging back and forth.
She tilted her jaw to the side, a strand of silver hair cascading down her cheek. Her beautiful eyes were filled with doubt. "Mr. Xia, I'm curious. Is your strength a natural gift, or is it due to some external force like the Evil God?"
“.”
Why are they saying I worshipped the evil god? Do I look like the son of the evil god? Xia Feng was filled with righteous indignation, "Ms. Mu, you can question my character, but you can't question my talent!"
He smiled confidently and mysteriously, "I'm not bragging, I can achieve the same speed as you can imagine!"
"As for the evil god? As a law-abiding citizen of the empire, how could I, Xia Feng, be involved with such a thing?"
"Oh? Is that so." Mu Qingtong raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the maid sitting in the front seat.
The rose-red-haired maid opened her eyes, the red glow in them faded, and she nodded expressionlessly: "It's all true."
“???”
Xia Feng was stunned. Wow, you can even do lie detector tests, you idiot!
Fortunately, he wasn't lying.
The Demon Heart is the core organ of his body, which allows him to keep pace with Mu Qingtong's strength at all times. So, if we round it off, Mu Qingtong's talent is his talent.
Very beaver!
Yes, that's right, I am a genius! Xia Feng kept brainwashing himself.
Is this the truth? Mu Qingtong felt inexplicably complicated, and a light gradually appeared in her lazy golden pupils. It turned out that there really were geniuses like her in this world!
She suddenly felt ashamed and disgusted with her former complacent self.
But more than that, there is an unprecedented sense of security, that is the sense of security of finding similar people, finding opponents, and finding the meaning of life.
Although she was a little excited, she still kept a calm smile on her face, "So, Mr. Xia, why are you here to see me today?"
Fun + refreshing article, don't pay too much attention to some small details~~~
(End of this chapter)
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