The mercenary queen traveled through time and space to ancient times and only wanted to farm

Although Soul was 25 years old, her body was that of a child, and she didn't think Zephyr was a bad person.

In the morning in Qingfeng Town, he helped me deal with the Zhang family guards.

Seeing injustice, drawing your sword to help, isn't this the style of a hero?

It is possible that he offered help because he saw that he looked a bit like the person in his painting.

In any case, this person has helped me before.

Thinking of this, she asked anxiously:

"My dear hero, where is the person in the painting now?

Is he okay? Maybe I know who he is."

Xifeng was filled with joy: he had succeeded and finally found the person for the young master.

Although he was six years older than the young master, the master had always been calm and reserved, especially after waking up from the assassination, he seemed like a different person.

The sharpness in his eyes could not be hidden, and the oppressive feeling he exuded made these martial artists who served as guards feel suffocated.

Despite his young age, he was so imposing that even the veterans in the barracks could not match him.

Although Xifeng's thoughts were far away, he still heard Chen Qingxin's question and quickly replied:

"Don't worry, girl. He is doing well now. He can eat, drink, sleep and move."

After he finished speaking, he took out another portrait from his arms, "This is what Instructor Chen looks like in military uniform. Isn't he majestic and domineering?"

Chen Qingxin saw that his father was 1.8 meters tall and wearing armor, and his aura was indeed different from when he was at home.

The corner of her mouth curled up slightly. Since Daddy was doing a good job there, let him stay there for a while.

It’s better not to go home. When I come back, there will be a lot of troubles waiting for me. It’s annoying just thinking about it.

Daddy is different from her. After all, the people in the old house are the ones who raised him. If he goes too far, he will be criticized.

In this life, I just want to live a peaceful and stable country life as I had dreamed of in my previous life but did not have the chance to do so. I don't want to kill people at every turn.

Besides, I am now a lay disciple of a god after all, and I cannot bring shame to my master.

If they are not particularly evil, just punish them by destroying the things they care about most.

As for erasure, forget it.

In my previous life, I have been responsible for more than a thousand lives, so I will try my best to avoid killing if I can.

Who wants to kill someone for no reason?

But then again, if anyone messes with her, she will never show mercy.

Seeing the little girl staring at the scroll in a daze, Xifeng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes:

"What are you thinking about? Why are you absent-minded? I'm talking to you."

Chen Qingxin came back to his senses and said, "Nothing, I'm waiting for someone."

"Who are you waiting for? You were alone this morning. Is there someone else with the girl?"

Xifeng followed her to the county town in the morning, but did not go into the city. Instead, he chose to wait on a big tree in the woods.

He knew that a person with such martial arts skills had extremely sensitive five senses, and if he got too close, he would be discovered.

The facts were exactly as he expected. Despite his repeated caution, it was finally exposed.

I was not smart. I pretended to have just met her and let this girl know that I saw her. A lot of things disappeared. I don’t know if I will live to see the sun tomorrow.

These two people who meet twice a day are really the same type of people. They can have a lot of thoughts while chatting!

I wonder if we can continue this conversation today?

Chen Qingxin said nonchalantly: "Wait for the servant I buy."

Xifeng said in disbelief: “Girl, are you and others walking so fast?

Could it be that the servant you bought can also perform Qinggong? Can he run faster than you?"

Chen Qingxin looked at him as if he were a fool and pointed at his head with his index finger: "Are you okay here?"

"Of course I'm fine, I'm fine!" Suddenly he slapped his thigh and said with sudden realization: "I know, they took a carriage."

Chen Qingxin remained silent and gave him a look that said, "You're not that stupid."

Then, he slowly pulled out a 3D portrait of Chen Guanghui from his sleeve, which was about the same size as the creative teacup, and asked, "Who does this look like?"

Xifeng took the portrait with a puzzled look on his face.

"Isn't this Instructor Chen?

How did you get his picture?

No!

This portrait looks exactly like the real person, how did you do it?"

Chen Qingxin said proudly: "I am a disciple of a god, so this little trick is a piece of cake for me."

Xifeng was stunned, then his face was filled with admiration and envy, his eyes glowing green, and he said exaggeratedly:

"Wow! The girl is actually a disciple of a deity, so amazing!

I heard from others that only cultivators with spiritual roots can be favored by the gods and taught magic. "

Chen Qingxin curled his lips slightly, unable to help revealing that "proud" look again, but heard Xifeng continue:

“I’ve also heard that some advanced cultivators can even transform their physical bodies into clones.

This allows him to go through the mortal world on his own behalf, making himself immortal forever.

Could this girl be the incarnation of some immortal master?"

"Puff!" Chen Qingxin almost vomited blood, damn it!

This guy's IQ is really touching!

She was just bored and wanted to tease him.

How come you have become so unreal that you are no longer a real person?

Chen Qingxin suddenly felt a flock of crows flying over his head.

Looking at the lifelike portrait with a dazed expression, it was her biological father.

A few days ago, she wished so much that her father could return to their home.

And now?

Ever since I learned the secret of my father's life experience, I no longer think so.

His father's identity cannot be revealed for the time being.

Who knows how deep the water is over there in the capital?

No matter how capable you are, you can never beat four hands with two fists.

Is she going to use hot weapons to confront the army or even the court?

Looking at the handsome and majestic man in the portrait, Chen Qingxin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a gentle smile and a hint of sadness in his eyes:

“Daddy, this is how you should be. Xin’er will quietly clear the obstacles for you and return everything that belongs to you to its original owner.

When you appear in public again, I believe you will be the center of attention."

Chen Qingxin's voice was low and murmuring, as if he was talking to the air.

Xifeng also found this scene strange.

But he did not disturb the little girl, but waited quietly by her side.

After a long while, he finally remembered to ask, "Girl, I haven't asked your name yet? Who is Instructor Chen to you?"

Chen Qingxin rolled his eyes at him: "Tsk! Pretend, keep pretending! Is it really okay to ask even though you already know the answer? Didn't you guess it a long time ago? Otherwise, why would you follow me?"

Xifeng was a little embarrassed by the question: "That? This? Miss Chen, you didn't tell me exactly, right? What if I guessed wrong?"

Chen Qingxin hummed twice and said nothing.

Instead, Xifeng asked with anticipation, "So, may I ask, who is Instructor Chen to Miss Chen?"

Chen Qingxin glanced at him and replied calmly: "Daddy."

Xifeng heard this and smiled triumphantly, "Our master is called Jun Haoxuan!"

This time it was Chen Qingxin's turn to lose his composure. He suddenly turned around and grabbed Xifeng's wrist, and asked anxiously, "What did you say your master's name is?"