A million in return: My senior brother is so generous!

After Jiang Feng finished teaching the exercises, the two women left.

Before leaving, Ye Yaoer specially reminded: "Brother, don't forget the Lantern Festival tomorrow!"

After the two women left.

Jiang Feng released Jiu'er from the little world, and the pink-haired girl said with a resentful look on her face: "Master, have you forgotten me?"

Before Jiang Feng could say anything, Tan Hu noticed the white fur fox on his shoulder.

Jiu'er was not angry and said in surprise: "Master, where did you bring this little guy back from?"

"What's wrong? I brought it back from the Country of Qingqiu."

Who knows.

Jiu'er said solemnly: "Master, if I guess correctly, what you brought back should be a descendant of Bai Chen's bloodline!"

"Jiu'er, where did you know this?"

"I have read these in ancient books. I am a member of the nine-tailed sky fox clan, so I will naturally read some books about the fox clan."

As Jiuer spoke, he hugged the white-furred fox.

Then, she continued: "It is said that there was once a demon fox of Bai Chen's bloodline that charmed the emperor of Qingqiu Kingdom."

"After that, Qingqiu Country's territory was continuously eroded, and now it has become a small country."

"Is this happening?"

Jiang Feng frowned slightly.

How do you feel about this story, where have you heard it before?

Jiuer suddenly asked: "Master, by the way, have you given this little guy a name?"

"Why don't you just call me Xiao Qi?"

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows and said.

The white-furred fox in Jiu'er's arms didn't seem to be interested in the name and acquiesced to this simple name.

"Master, your name is too perfunctory!"

Jiuer complained helplessly.

Just when Jiang Feng was about to say something more, Jiu'er suddenly hugged his waist and gave him a sweet kiss...

…

Daotian Sword Sect.

On the main peak.

An Xiaoyu was leaning on a desk, and his soul seemed to float out of his mouth.

She has taken on too much these days!

"Damn it, why did Elder Feng Qingyang achieve a breakthrough in seclusion!?"

An Xiaoyu raised his heavy eyelids and glanced at the various reports on the desk. They were as big as two heads.

The only thing she is looking forward to now is that Feng Qingyang can end the retreat as soon as possible.

Perhaps God sensed An Xiaoyu's situation, and a savior-like figure walked in from the door.

"Elder Feng, have you finished your retreat!?"

An Xiaoyu wiped his eyes and jumped up on the spot.

Feng Qingyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Sir, my lord, I have been in seclusion for three days. There is no need to be so exaggerated, right?"

"It's necessary! It's very necessary!"

An Xiaoyu said with an aggrieved look, "Elder Feng, this sect leader really can't live without you!"

"Then these days, it's been really hard, Lord Sect Master."

Feng Qingyang stroked his beard and said.

"Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Although it is a festival for mortals, the sect leader can also go down the mountain to have some fun!"

"Huh? So the Lantern Festival is coming soon?"

An Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.

She remembered that she had spent the Lantern Festival with Ji Ziyue in previous years, and now she could spend the festival with Jiang Feng!

Thinking about this.

An Xiaoyu said to Feng Qingyang: "Elder Feng, this sect leader has already handled part of the sect's affairs, and the rest will be left to you!"

After saying that, An Xiaoyu disappeared directly.

"Lord Sect Leader, this is really the case all the time!"

Feng Qingyang smiled and said.

"However, during the period of my retreat, the sect leader was able to handle some affairs, which is considered a good improvement."

With that said, he came to the table and read the report on it.

"This... doesn't seem to have been dealt with?"

An Xiaoyu did not deal with all the sect affairs for three days, which made Feng Qingyang not know what to say.

…

other side.

An Xiaoyu came to Zizhu Peak and then appeared outside Jiang Feng's room.

"Uncle Taoist priest, are you there?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened.

When Jiang Feng saw that it was An Xiaoyu, he asked doubtfully: "Xiaoyu, what's the matter with coming to my place so late?"

An Xiaoyu looked at the sky. It was not long after the sun set. It's not too late at all, right?

However, she didn't pay too much attention.

"Uncle Taoist priest, tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Well...can you celebrate the festival with me tomorrow?"

Ah this...

Recalling that his time seemed to be taken up by several junior sisters, Jiang Feng didn't know how to answer.

Seeing Jiang Feng's troubled expression, An Xiaoyu said pitifully: "Uncle Taoist priest, can't you celebrate the Lantern Festival with me?"

"Xiaoyu, when did I say I couldn't accompany you anymore?"

Jiang Feng suddenly said with a smile.

Although I promised a few junior sisters to spend the Lantern Festival with them.

However, he can use his own body to incarnate!

"That's great. Uncle Taoist priest is so kind to me!"

An Xiaoyu hugged Jiang Feng happily and kissed him on the face.

After sending An Xiaoyu away.

Jiang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his room. He saw a pink-haired girl lying on the bed looking at him.

…

The next day.

Jiang Feng got up early. He first went to see the progress of the two apprentices' cultivation, and then visited the rooms of several junior sisters.

"I wonder how Aili is doing?"

Jiang Feng murmured to himself.

Since he brought back the girl made of bionic robot doll, Ji Ziyue went out less and less often.

He had reason to suspect that Ji Ziyue was studying Ai Li.

Although Ji Ziyue looked unreliable at ordinary times, she read a lot of books and her knowledge was definitely profound.

"Let's go and have a look!"

After making a decision in his heart, Jiang Feng quickly came to Ji Ziyue's cave.

"Master, disciple Jiang Feng wants to see you!"

"Come in!"

Ji Ziyue's voice soon came out of the cave.

After Jiang Feng entered the depths of the cave, he found that Ji Ziyue was painting again, and this time the style of painting was much more normal.

"Master, is the person in this painting me?"

Jiang Feng asked.

On the drawing board in front of Ji Ziyue was a cultivator standing on the edge of a cliff.

Just a side face was full of fairy spirit.

"Yes, it's you, my disciple."

Ji Ziyue did not deny it and nodded.

The paintings she made were ink paintings. It took a lot of effort to make them so vivid.

"It's so beautiful!"

Jiang Feng couldn't help but praise.

Ji Ziyue didn't know for a moment whether he was praising her paintings or praising herself in disguise.

"Disciple, you have changed!"

Ji Ziyue said with emotion.

When she first met Jiang Feng, he was still a boy with clear eyes, but now he has more and more thoughts.

Jiang Feng was about to say something, and Ji Ziyue said to the girl next to him: "Aili, help me grind!"

The girl who looked exactly like Ji Ziyue seemed to have become her little helper.