The Dragon from Hell

Seeing that Lin Quansheng didn't say anything, Qin Feng simply didn't ask, opened the food box and ate by himself.

In fact, he didn't feel hungry, but as a human being, if he couldn't even satisfy this bite of food, then his life would have a big regret.

Originally, I thought that the seasonings in this era would make the food taste ordinary.

Qin Feng had experienced it before when he was in Lingfeng City. Less salt and less spicy made him, a person from the southwest, really unaccustomed to it, just to fill his stomach.

But this time in Mingcang City, the food that Lin Quansheng brought back was very delicious. Although it still didn't taste spicy, it was just right.

Qin Feng hadn't eaten for more than ten days. After the fasting, although he didn't feel hungry at mealtime, he always felt that something was missing in his mouth.

Now that the food was in his mouth, he directly forgot about the gloomy Lin Quansheng in front of him.

But when he was eating, he could clearly feel that Lin Quansheng was peeking at him, and sighing from time to time sitting opposite him.

Qin Feng was helpless when he saw this: this kid not only has a big mouth, but also can't hide his emotions.

Seeing his appearance, even if Lin Quansheng didn't say it, Qin Feng guessed what it was. Most likely, Wuxiang Sect didn't intend to make public what he did in Mingcanghai.

The reason is very simple: he is a mortal.

Qin Feng had expected this and didn't feel angry.

From the beginning, he didn't think of changing the entire immortal sect's view of mortal cultivation through this incident, and he didn't think that this incident could correct the name of mortal bones.

He didn't know how long this world had existed, but judging from the fact that there were many old guys in the sect who were hundreds of years old, it had at least been thousands of years.

A concept that was deeply rooted for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years was not something he could change overnight.

After guessing what it was, Qin Feng didn't want to ask, otherwise he would have to do ideological work on Lin Quansheng in turn.

After dinner, Lin Quansheng held back and didn't say it.

"Do you have anything else to do? If not, I'll take a rest first. I've been busy for more than half a month and I'm exhausted."

Qin Feng put down his bowl and chopsticks with satisfaction, and looked at Lin Quansheng as if he was going to take a bath and rest.

The latter looked at him hesitantly, and opened his mouth several times and held it back: "Brother Feng, the reward for our mission this time..."

"Rewards, didn't you say that you would give it out after returning to Wuxiang Sect? Why, do you want to get more?" Qin Feng glanced at him.

"No, no, no!" Lin Quansheng waved his hands repeatedly after hearing this: "How can I! This mission was basically done by you alone, and it has nothing to do with me. How can I have the nerve to ask for your things..."

Lin Quansheng was not being polite. Although he was poor, he would never take a share that did not belong to him.

"That's fine, why are you asking this?" Qin Feng looked at him with his arms folded.

"Nothing... I just want to ask you, can you become a formal disciple of our Wuxiang Sect after this mission is completed?"

According to common sense, this is indeed the case, and this is also one of the ways for the cultivators in the town to enter the Wuxiang Sect.

As long as you can complete a golden mission, you can become an outer disciple of the Wuxiang Sect.

Even those who made mistakes and were driven down the mountain before can redeem themselves in this way and return to the sect.

So although Qin Feng is still in the probation period, he not only completed a golden A-level mission, but also completed it alone. How can he enter the sect and become a formal disciple?

Lin Quansheng asked this because he knew that the sect intended to erase Qin Feng's merits and might not let him become a formal disciple because of this matter, so he came to test Qin Feng's tone.

Knowing that he was testing, Qin Feng simply gave him his own answer.

He patted Lin Quansheng on the shoulder: "I'm not in a hurry about this kind of thing. It's mine that can't run away, and it's not mine that can't be forced. Do you understand?"

Lin Quansheng was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and finally nodded: "I understand, Brother Feng, you should go to bed early."

Seeing him run away with his head down, as if he was afraid that he would reveal something he shouldn't say, Qin Feng couldn't help laughing.

"He seems to be very upset for you."

Just after closing the door, a girl's crisp voice came from behind Qin Feng, accompanied by a crisp bell ringing, which made people feel like spring breeze.

When Qin Feng turned around, he felt that the girl was completely different from the surrounding colors.

The layout of the room was mostly in four colors of black, white, gray and brown, which was dull and simple.

But the colors on the girl were rich and colorful, bright and bright.

She had a faint golden halo on her body, and when she appeared, there was still gold powder floating around, and the bells hanging on her bare ankles were still jingling.

Now sitting on Qin Feng's couchShe fiddled with the tea set on the small table, and seemed to be full of curiosity about everything in front of her.

She should have heard the conversation between Lin Quansheng and Qin Feng, and perhaps "saw" Lin Quansheng's performance.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and quickly closed the door: "You appear here, aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

The girl's spiritual energy is too strong. Now that the two elders of Wuxiang Sect are here, they are afraid that they will sense the spiritual power fluctuations in his room.

"Don't worry, as long as I don't want anyone to see me, no one can see me. And correct your idea, what I have is not spiritual power, but divine power, divine power, understand!"

The girl hugged her arms very proudly, and even the cinnabar mole on her forehead looked so smart.

Qin Feng said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I know, divine power."

The girl claimed to be created by the ancient gods when she appeared, but Qin Feng didn't know what her position was. She was called a creation, but she looked like a living person.

So Qin Feng thought that she should be a kind of God's servant. Since she herself was not afraid of being discovered, Qin Feng had nothing to worry about.

He walked to the opposite side of the girl and sat down: "What if you complain about injustice? There are too many injustices in this world, and you can't complain about them all."

"Since you know there is injustice, just go and clear it up." The girl opened her big eyes, and her words were full of innocence, as if she was talking about something insignificant.

Knowing that she had never seen the appearance of the human world since she was born, Qin Feng was too lazy to explain too much to her: "Some injustices cannot be cleared up by one person overnight."

Who knew that the girl would not give in, and simply sat next to Qin Feng, pointing a finger at herself: "You still have me!"

The girl said very proudly: "As long as I, Jiao Xia, am here, I don't believe there is any injustice in this world that cannot be cleared up!"

Until now, Qin Feng finally knew the name of the girl of the God Clan in front of him-Jiao Xia.

The corners of Qin Feng's lips curled up: "Jiao Xia, what a good name."