Hongmeng Lingbao in Doupo

The small table next to the cabin was filled with exquisite dishes. Xiao Feng and Nalan Yanran happily ate the food together. The cousins ​​who had only been together for a day looked very harmonious.

"Cousin, that stone carving looks like you! Is it what you looked like a few years ago?" Nalan raised her beautiful eyes and stared at Xiao Feng, not forgetting to take a bite of the fragrant chicken drumstick.

It seems that this tribute tastes sweeter than usual meals.

"Well!" Xiao Feng buried his head in the rice and said with a vague voice: "I want to bury myself. From today on, the former Xiao Feng will die! From now on, my name, King Xiao, will be resounding on this continent.

Number!"

"King Xiao?"

"Well, I live in the South Courtyard, and my nickname is 'The King of the South Courtyard'!"

"Tch, you are already eighteen years old and a talented fighter with nine stars. In the future, my name as Queen Nalan will definitely be even more famous on the mainland!" The little girl curled her lips in disdain.

Xiao Feng raised his head and looked at his sister-in-law Liang strangely: "How do you know that I am a fighter?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of red gauze appeared on his body and disappeared in a flash.

"Dou Shi? Are you actually a Dou Shi?" Nalan Yanran's eyes widened and she looked at Xiao Feng in disbelief.

Xiao Feng looked at the little girl indifferently and said seriously: "You must remember, never let others know your true strength. Whether it is powerful fighting skills, secret methods to enhance strength, or true realm, you must

Leave one or more trump cards behind."

A scene like this appeared in Nalan's mind: One day, others thought she was a five-star fighter and sent people to bully her. As a result, she suddenly became a two-star fighter...

Nalan Yanran looked at Xiao Feng with a bright light, the desire in her eyes was undisguised: "Cousin, I want to learn!"

"Okay, it's just that my cousin, I'm going out for training, and I still lack a few low-level Nai Rings..."

"I'll give it!" Nalan Yanran took out a purple gold card from the ring without hesitation, and took out several bottles of elixirs. As the eldest lady of the Nalan family and the young master of the Yunlan Sect, she has no shortage of money.

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Xiao Feng praised: "She is really a little rich woman! Don't worry, my cousin borrowed it from you. When my cousin gets rich, he will definitely pay it back to you."

He stretched out his finger and touched it between Nalan Yanran's eyebrows, and a soul message was transmitted into Nalan Yanran's mind.

"The breath-holding technique, the disguise technique."

Nalan Yanran felt the information in her mind and looked at Xiao Feng with a strange look: Makeup? I didn't expect that my cousin is more proficient in dressing up than me. This makeup technique is really incredible.

This is like becoming a completely different person!

Nalan Yanran's beautiful eyes showed a strong brilliance, and she pushed the Zijin Card and several bottles of elixirs in front of Xiao Feng with great satisfaction.

"Not bad, right?" Xiao Fengdan smiled and took the elixir and gold card, putting them into the space ring.

"I'm very satisfied! The makeup technique is very practical." Who doesn't want to be a beautiful girl? Just a few simple accessories can drastically change a person's style. It's amazing.

"As long as you like it. My cousin has nothing to give you. This is just a meeting gift. As for your things, let me borrow them from you. In about two or three years, I will go to the Imperial Capital and bring you a big gift."

Xiao Feng smiled seriously.

The Breath Condensation Technique and the Disguise Technique were deduced and synthesized by him at a great cost and almost all his energy. They were very practical, and the Breath Condensation Technique was enough to deceive people who were two levels above him.

Coupled with his soul power that far exceeds his realm, it can be said that people with a lower soul realm than him can't see his true strength at all.

Nalan Yanran said with a smile: "Okay, then I will wait for my cousin's big gift."

Xiao Feng looked at the clean plates that the two of them had eaten, and stood up to take out juice from the cabin. This juice was squeezed from wild fruits he collected while wandering in the mountains, and it tasted quite good.

He filled two glasses with juice, looked in the direction of the Xiao family and frowned, "Why doesn't this guy Xiao Yan come?"

"I heard that today is the day for the Xiao family to test their fighting spirit. I'm afraid he has something to do and is delayed." Nalan tilted his head slightly and said softly.

"Oh?" Xiao Feng suddenly became interested, and his majestic soul power extended in the direction of the Xiao family.

Two years later, his soul power became more and more powerful, and it was close to the level of a fourth-grade alchemist. At full strength, it could cover a radius of a kilometer. If he probed in one direction, it would be farther.

"Strength of fighting, third stage!"

Xiao Yan looked at the five big characters on the test magic stone tablet that were shining so brightly that it was even a bit dazzling. His face was complicated, with a bit of self-mockery. He clenched his fist with his right hand, and his nails pierced into his palm without realizing it, and he couldn't help the dull pain that came from his palm. Cover up the pain in your heart.

"Xiao Yan, third level of fighting spirit! Low level!" Next to the magic stone tablet, the tester said in an indifferent tone.

"Three years!" Xiao Yan looked up at the floating clouds in the sky, slowly released his palm, and a drop of bright red fell on the bluestone steps.

He turned around naturally, walked towards the crowd with an expressionless face and calm eyes.

The noisy whispers came to his ears, and a hint of ridicule flashed deep in Xiao Yan's eyes.

Three years of reading extensively and cultivating his character have made his state of mind stronger than before!

"A little honor and disgrace is just a weed on the road to becoming strong!"

Suddenly, Xiao Yan's eyes changed, and he ran to Xun'er's side eagerly: "It's over, I forgot to bring the food!"

"Next, Xiao Xun'er!" came the tester's dull voice, which made Xun'er feel helpless.

"Brother Xiao Yan, you go ahead. I'll go there by myself later." Xun'er raised her head and looked around with some doubts. She always felt like someone was peeping. However, now was not the time to think about this and turned to the demon. Go to the stone monument.

Xiao Yan left quickly and headed towards the canteen. A faint light flashed on the ring on his fingertip.

"Such a strong soul power, it seems a bit familiar, the smell of Bone Spirit Cold Fire! What's going on?" A somewhat illusory old man looked at the strange fire around him, showing a puzzled look.

In the shadow of a corner of Xiao's house, the light and shadow changed, and an unobservable voice came out: "This boy, his soul power is almost as strong as Dou Wang! I'm afraid if he is stronger, I won't be able to hide it. Already."

"Boring!" Xiao Feng shook his head gently and withdrew his soul power.

Because of his existence, Xiao Yan's experience has been changed beyond recognition. The good thing is that Xiao Yan's character is now stronger than the original. That half-meter-thick book was not read in vain.

There are so many books that I cannot calm down and study at all. This reading is also a process of cultivating the mind.

He looked at the clean small table and looked approvingly at the girl drinking juice.

"Xiao Yan will come over later, I'm going to dig a hole first."

Nalan Yanran watched Xiao Feng curiously as he searched and started digging next to her aunt's grave with tools. There was also an ugly coffin beside the hut.

Not long after, Xiao Yan ran over with a food box, covered in sweat.

"Sorry, there is a fighting spirit test in the clan, I'm late!" Xiao Yan put down the food box while panting, and said casually.

He looked at Xiao Feng who was busy not far away, his expression condensed.

I'm afraid that when the funeral is over, it will be the day Xiao Feng leaves. He couldn't help but feel a sense of reluctance and deep envy in his heart.

"If my talent is still there, maybe I can travel around the mainland with my two brothers, Xiao Feng!"

"We have eaten, the tribute! These foods are just left for my cousin. They will not go bad if they are placed in the ring! They will be used when traveling." Nalan Yanran said calmly, with a cold expression.

,calm.

After all, the two of them could only be regarded as first acquaintances and did not understand each other.

"Here?" Xiao Feng walked over and said with a smile: "Just in time, you can attend my funeral together!"

He came to the somewhat ugly-looking coffin next to the wooden house, squatted down slightly, inserted one hand into the middle of the bottom of the coffin, and held the wall panel with the other hand.

"Get up!" As he shouted, wisps of red fighting spirit appeared on his body.

The weight of the coffin made of iron wood is not at all compared to the heavy stone carcass. You must know that the material of the stone carcass is the hard rock selected by Xiao Feng.

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Under such a weight, Xiao Feng couldn't lift it with physical strength alone without using his fighting spirit.

Xiao Yan and Nalan followed Xiao Feng to the small pit next to the tomb.

Xiao Feng carefully placed the coffin into the small pit he dug. He then placed the stone carving horizontally, held it up with both hands, and slowly placed it into the coffin.

"This is a work of art! It's a pity to bury it like this!" Nalan Yanran sighed softly.

"Your order is wrong!" Xiao Yan touched his nose and said.

Xiao Feng rolled his eyes: "The stone carvings and the coffin add up to 1,500 kilograms. Are you going to carry them?"

Xiao Yan waved his hands again and again. Are you kidding me? He was pretty good at picking up two hundred kilograms of items. It was the result of years of practice and the toughness of his meridians.

Xiao Feng glanced at Shi Li with a complex look, then closed the lid and fastened it with the designed buckle.

"Fill in the soil!" He gave each of them a tool.

With the efforts of the three people, the dust flew up and the small pit was slowly filled up, forming a small raised dirt bag.

Xiao Yan watched Xiao Feng bury the tombstone, rolled his eyes, and said, "Would you like to read a eulogy and pay your respects by the way?"

Xiao Feng turned to look at Xiao Yan and said speechlessly: "How much do you want me to die soon? I'm still standing here! Who am I mourning, the lost youth?"

He waved his hand and said loudly: "Let's go back to the palace!"

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