The quality trainer of the elf world

"Come again! Carefully feel the evil energy on Guisi's body and see how he controls the shape of the wind blade."

Feng Mian spent the whole morning giving demonstrations to Shuangjianwan on the grass, but achieved little.

In the end, Feng Mian came to the conclusion that the teaching method was wrong. This Shuang-edged Pill usually ate too much, its training was not intense enough, and it had not experienced many battles with wild elves.

A bit like flowers in a greenhouse.

So Feng Mian changed the training method: first let Xiao Guoran take it for physical training, then engage in physical confrontation, and be beaten by two elves in turn, and finally Guisi used a surprise attack.

But this time, instead of just letting it have a look, we actually hit it and let it experience the evil skills firsthand, so that it can be more profound.

Of course Qiye disagreed, but since he didn't have a better teaching method, he could only sit aside and sulked, watching his elf being bullied by Xiao Guoran and Guisi.

"Hey! That one over there, it's time for lunch!" Qiye reluctantly called Feng Mian into the room.

Since he was a tutor, the Qiye family was of course responsible for the food and accommodation. Feng Mian sat down at the dining table without any ceremony and gulped down the delicious food.

"You...you eat less! You ate my share too! You hateful guy!" Qiye snatched a piece of pastry from Feng Mian's hand and gave him a disgusted look.

Others didn't care, but liked Feng Mian's frankness.

Gojoya Tsunekawa chuckled and asked Feng Mian: "Young man, if you can raise Xiao Guo to that level, you must have a master-level breeding method. I wonder if you can sell me a copy. You can definitely rest assured about the price. .”

Feng Mian suddenly understood. No wonder this man treated him with courtesy. It turned out that he was interested in his nurturing method.

From his understanding of the Gojo family, their family established itself in Raven City by selling and researching breeding methods. There is now a large elf trading company in Raven City with a market value of several hundred million.

He just said that it is impossible for a boss with a net worth of one billion to look at him differently just because of an excellent elf. Businessmen still give priority to their interests.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hengchuan, I don't have any master-level training methods. It's just that Xiao Guoran's talent is too good, and his efforts far exceed those of other elves, so he is what he is now."

Feng Mian didn't lie to him. Although the various values ​​​​of Xiao Guoran's body have increased much more slowly now, Feng Mian still rarely adds points to it. So far, he has only added [-] points of physical strength and [-] points of defense. It is completely grown by its own hard training.

Gojoie Tsunekawa obviously didn't believe it. He knew exactly what this little one was like. Without superb cultivation techniques and resources, it would have been impossible to be so strong.

Since the other party was unwilling to sell, he didn't say much. Although a master's cultivation method was very precious, he didn't have it either.

After lunch, Feng Mian lay down under a tree to rest, while Guisi and Xiao Guoran continued to train Shuangedamaru.

Qiye secretly stretched out a hand from behind the tree, holding an iron box in her hand. She looked as if she wanted to knock Feng Mian on the head.

Feng Mian had anticipated this and accurately grabbed her wrist and pulled her out from behind the tree.

"Why, your father didn't buy my cultivation method, so you came here instead? Do you still want to buy Glitter Ghost? Isn't it great to have money!"

After eating that meal, Gojojia Tsunechuan's attitude towards him became much colder. Feng Mian didn't pay attention to it, but now that Nanaba came to tease him again, he felt a little uncomfortable and his voice became more solemn.

Because the force was too great, Qiye was pulled staggering and fell onto the grass, with his beautiful face buried in the grass.

But she still didn't throw away the iron box in her hand, but gently placed it next to Feng Mian.

He propped up his body with both hands and raised his face from the ground. Ignoring the tender grass juice on his clothes, he turned around and ran towards the house.

Feng Mian was stunned, this was a little different from what he thought.

Because he saw that Qiye's face was already covered with tears, and his eyes were filled with grievances.

Opening the iron box, there were actually delicious pastries that he had just eaten. They tasted very sweet. He ate several more at the dinner table. The pastries in the iron box were not low in temperature and they were obviously freshly baked.

"It's over, there's a big misunderstanding!"

Feng Mian grabbed the iron box and chased Qiye.

He thought a lot about the pranks Nanaba might do to mess with him, but he never expected this.

Fortunately, no one was in the house now. Gojo's Tsunegawa had something to do and Nanaba's mother was taking a nap in her room with Reiko in her arms. Only Shota saw that scene.

"Oh - you made my sister cry!" Shota followed Feng Mian with a smirk on his face, his threatening face suddenly revealed, "Unless you give me a quasi-god elf, I'll tell my parents. "

Feng Mian glared at him, "Sue whatever you want. Anyway, I will be a tutor at your house for three days. At worst, I will leave without paying you."

Seeing that he couldn't be frightened, Shota quickly lowered his demand, "A new elf from the research institute will do fine. If you don't want to be like my sister, I want a monarch snake."

"No, no, at most one insect treasure bag, or I'll show you a beast, choose one yourself."

Shota was quite dissatisfied when he heard about the insect treasure package, but the condition of seeing the mythical beast shocked him. He quickly grabbed his sleeve and asked: "You said seeing the mythical beast is true? You didn't lie to me?"

Feng Mian took his hand away with a look of disdain, "Whether you want to see it or not, just go and tell the truth. If I use this condition to seduce your sister, I might make her turn against her. Do you believe it?"

When he thought about his sister's character, Shota felt that it was really possible, so he let Feng Mian go and pointed him to Qiye's room.

Without Shota's obstruction, Feng Mian arrived outside Qiye's room smoothly.

He knocked lightly on the door, but no movement came from inside.

Feng Mian tried to twist the door handle, and there was a "squeak" sound, but the door was unlocked.

The scene inside the house is very comfortable, with pink wallpaper, blue ceiling, two giant foam chinchilla and Pikachu dolls lying on the bed, and the green plants outside the window spread to the balcony, full of life.

Qiye was holding the tail of the Pikachu doll, leaning on the bed, tears dripping on the clothes on her chest. Seeing Feng Mian come in, she turned around and left the back of her head to him.

"Uh--"

Feng Mian had never comforted a girl in his previous life. He didn't know what to do for a moment and could only stand at the door in embarrassment, motionless.

"Well..." In the end, he apologized first, "I'm really sorry, I thought you were here to mess with me, but I didn't expect..."

Hearing these words, Qiye felt even more aggrieved, tears streaming down his face.

"You're not wrong! I'm just an unruly, willful, unreasonable and self-righteous girl. I like to make fun of others. I often feel that I'm great because I have two bad guys. Now that I'm being punished by you, I deserve it."

Feng Mian was stunned when he heard this, why did you explode yourself?It’s not okay to say this about yourself at this time.

But fortunately, his emotional intelligence is not low, and he quickly understood.

This is to fundamentally refute her point of view and prove that she is a well-behaved and sensible lady who knows right from wrong and is open-minded.

That is a disguised admission that you were wrong.

Feng Mian suddenly felt that his head was so big. This was even harder than proving Goldbach's conjecture in his previous life.