My martial spirit turns out to be a Poké Ball

The powerful Zhu family came from the imperial capital. Could it be that the queen's family. In Fang Qing's mind, he didn't know much about the Star Luo Empire, especially when it came to politics. Instead of spending time to understand those things, it would be better to memorize the legends of a few strong men.

The old man squinted his eyes and said with a kind expression: "Ahem...Hello, I am Zhu Qing's grandfather. Just call me Grandpa Qin."

The old man touched his soul's ancient book, which had the words "Guidance" written on it, and took out a copy of "The Lost Tracks". The old man touched the somewhat worn cover, handed it to Fang Qing and said, "Here, this is my meeting gift for you."

Just when Fang Qing was about to refuse, Fang Ba suddenly said: "Brother Qin, you absolutely must not do it. This is a soul skill that your family has inherited for many years."

Mr. Qin smiled freely and said: "Then what else is there about the Qin family? When the last member of the Qin family dies, are these things going to be buried with this bad old man like me... ahem...?"

Fang Qing looked at the cheat book in front of him tangledly. It was okay if they didn't say it. When they mentioned that this cheat book was an out-of-print product, how could anyone refuse something that was limited in time?

Fang Qing raised his head and looked at the old man: "What do you need me to do?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, glanced at Fang Ba, and saw that he was lowering his eyelids. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Then he looked at Fang Qing, who had a serious look on his face, and thought of Zhu Zhuqing's fiancé Dai Mubai, despite his superior talent and cheerful personality. But he always felt a little uneasy about Dai Mubai. It seems that he is not as cheerful and responsible as he appears.

I thought of my two granddaughters, who were about to fight to the death because of those bullshit family rules. Even their children would have to inherit this damn fate in the future, and he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

Therefore, he said to Fang Qing in a certain way: "I hope you can help Zhu Qing leave..."

Halfway through the speech, it stopped abruptly.

Fang Qing looked at the old man who suddenly stopped talking in confusion. The other man smiled awkwardly and then continued:

"Here, let's take him out for a walk in the city as a friend. Zhuqing has lived with the family since he was a child and has never been outside."

Fang Qing had a cold and arrogant expression, although he didn't know why the other party suddenly changed his mind and simply took the other party out to play. This is not something that just anyone can do easily. but

"I reject."

The old man never expected that he would be rejected, and the secret book that had been handed to Fang Qing froze in the air.

Fang Qing silently pulled down the hat on his head, showing a strong refusal.

The old man sighed, but still put the secret book in his hand into Fang Qing's arms.

Fang Qing was about to refuse when a sweet female voice sounded.

"Baby, come here."

Qingxin smiled and waved, and Zhu Zhuqing blinked a bunch of watery eyes and looked curiously at Fang Qing, who stayed where he was. The other person's face was full of indifference, but his pair of red ears seemed to be showing something.

Fang Qing looked at the old woman who was calling him and didn't want to pay attention to her at all. He just pretended that he didn't hear her and continued to be a listener.

"Humph(ー(￣～￣)ξ"

Qingxin puffed up her mouth and looked at Fang Qing, then continued:

"Baby, come here."

Fang Qing lowered his hat and walked outside, even if he was beaten to death.

A huge force grabbed Fang Qing's ankle and kept pulling him back. Qingxin, who was looking at Fang Ba with tears in her eyes, was surprised to find that Fang Qing walked backwards in front of her.

Fang Qing looked at Fang Ba, who looked serious, and said, "You are great, you are noble, you are using me to coax your wife."

Fang Ba looked at Fang Qing, and the two looked at each other.

Fang Qing: Let me go (╬￣ Pan￣)

Fang Ba: Coax your mother to let you go (￢_￢)

Fang Qing: You are cruel (▼ヘ▼#)

Fang Qing turned around, looked at Qingxin expressionlessly and said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Fang Ba turned his head and continued to chat with Mr. Qin.

"Baby, Qingqing is going on a long trip for the first time. You have to take good care of her."

When Zhu Zhuqing saw Fang Qing looking at her coldly, he hurriedly hid behind Qingxin|_?6?1`).

He secretly glanced at the younger brother in front of him who was younger than himself, but looked like an adult.

Qingxin saw Zhu Zhuqing, who was hiding behind her, a little shy but still expressionless, and seemed to see Fang Qing wearing women's clothes. He squatted down and hugged Zhu Zhuqing, rubbing them together, and said with a look of surprise:

“好可爱啊e?1?5(?2?9>?6?1<)?1?63”

Zhu Zhuqing was helpless as Qingxin kept rubbing her. She had never been treated like this before. Even her parents usually had a cold expression and could only look at Fang Qing in front of her for help.

Fang Qing received Zhu Zhuqing's look for help, and saw his mother frantically sticking to Zhu Zhuqing like a madman, without any trace of motherhood. He said coldly:

"Stop, don't you see that the other person is troubled?"

Then, he turned to Zhu Zhuqing and said coldly:

"If you don't like it, then have the courage to say no."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Qingxin who was squatting on the ground looking disappointed, and mustered up the courage to say:

"That me...I like Sister Qingxin very much."

Qingxin, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhu Zhuqing with tearful eyes like a puppy.

方青尴尬的拉了拉帽子，低下头挡住自己那泛红的脸颊，但青芯此事正好蹲在地上，刚好能看到方青那羞红了的脸颊，就用手戳了戳方青的脸蛋。|。?6?1w?6?1)っ(?6?8?6?8?6?1?6?8w?6?8?6?1?6?8?6?8)?6?8

"Hey, baby, are you shy?"

"No."

"But you're blushing."

"You saw it wrong."

"But you are obviously blushing. Look, you are red right here."

"I told you no, it was caused by allergies."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the scene in front of him, a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, he tilted his head and murmured:

"Is this the natural way to conquer tsundere?"

Fang Qing really couldn't stand her mother, so she turned around and prepared to leave.ー(￣～￣)ξ

Fang Ba suddenly said:

"After some time, I want to test your recent cultivation results."

Fang Qing nodded, indicating that he understood. Then he continued walking outside,

"By the way, the party will start later, don't run too far."

"Yeah." Fang Qing left the hall.

.....

At night, Fang Qing walked to the main hall of the banquet in formal attire. Along the way, elegantly dressed guests kept saying hello to him, and Fang Qing could only respond one by one, which annoyed him. He could only walk as quickly as possible towards the banquet hall.

When I opened the door and entered the hall, I realized that what I had seen outside was just a small scene. Hundreds of people gathered in the hall. Everyone was dressed gorgeously. Men gathered together in threes and fives, holding hands. The wine glasses were chatting there, comparing the recent situation. And every lady tolerates luxury, just like a hundred flowers blooming, and insists on competing with the next one in the crowd.

At first, Fang Qing responded to the people he greeted one by one, but as the first person greeted him, more and more people gathered towards him, and there was no way he could handle it. Some ladies, in particular, looked at him with bright eyes and kept extending their hands towards him. His expression became colder and colder, but it seemed that this appearance even more aroused people's desire to pinch him.

好不容易，挣脱开来，母亲又立刻拉他到了一边，双手叉腰的看着他。<(?7?0?0?7?7?0?0?7?7?0)>

"Hmph... Guess who is behind me?"

Fang Qing said coldly:

"I don't know, I'm not interested."

Turning around to leave, Qingxin pulled him back again.

"Dang...dang...dang."

Fang Qing looked at the woman who came out from behind Qing Xin in shock.

Wearing a skirt full of broken bricks, paired with white lace gloves, and a hat with flowers sewn on it, wasn't this the skirt version of the dress his mother had prepared for him before.

Zhu Zhuqing watched Fang Qing keep looking at him, and shyly pulled the corner of his skirt. Nunuo asked:

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good there?"