Start: Summon a Daji

As a result, Qin Feng didn't come back in despair, but came back in a good mood after completing the task.

"Congratulations, brother Qin is really young and promising."

"It's not easy, Deacon Ji really knows a hero with eyesight."

Immediately, several people who were not the same as Wu Zhenxiong's monster-slaying colleagues praised Qin Feng directly or around the corner, and wanted to associate with him.

Judging from the ability shown by Qin Feng, this is a person worth investing in. Maybe he can climb to a higher position in the future, and then he can follow along.

As for those who were loyal to Wu Zhenxiong, they didn't say anything, but they also admired Qin Feng in their hearts.

It's just that Qin Feng's current status is still too low, but Wu Zhenxiong is already a hussar. It's not worth betraying Wu Hussar who has been with him for a long time for an uncertain newcomer.

Qin Feng was clear about the thoughts of this group of people, but he dismissed them. After the report was over and he received a reward of several hundred taels of silver, he went to Goulan again.

Gou Lan is still the same Gou Lan, the song is still the same song, and Miss Yue'er is still the same girl.

Qin Feng still spent ten taels of silver to get something, a pot of tea, and a stack of fried melon seeds.

During the half-time break, Miss Yue'er nodded slightly towards him in the audience, and once again instructed the maidservant.

Immediately after the second singing, the maid brought a pot of precious Longjing tea, sweet-scented osmanthus cake and other exquisite snacks.

Qin Feng bit off a small piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, melted the cake in his mouth with tea, and enjoyed the food while admiring the beauties.

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The fake cigarettes almost destroyed the liver, and finally succeeded in hitting the tenth watch!In addition, happy new year everyone tomorrow, good night, makabaka.

Chapter 320 Make a friend

Food nourishes the stomach and is pleasing to the eye.

But often the more delicious the food, the more harmful it is to health, and the more beautiful the beauty is, it is always dangerous.

After listening to the song with his eyes closed, Qin Feng gave a few rounds of applause after the performance and wanted to leave.

"My lord, stay!"

A maid stopped Qin Feng, and Qin Feng asked: "Miss, what advice do you have?"

"Master, you are joking. I am just Miss's maid, so I dare not give you advice." The maid looked around and asked, "My lady, please go to the attic to talk."

The attic is also the residence of Miss Yue'er.

The beauty threw an olive branch, if it were an ordinary man, he would have rushed there already.

Qin Feng smiled and shook his head and said: "I happen to have something to do, next time."

The maid thought she had heard it wrong, but it was not until Qin Feng walked away that she was sure that she had heard it right, and this man actually rejected the young lady's invitation.

Qin Feng naturally has nothing to do, but simply doesn't want to go.

Back to the residence, began to practice the Canon.

"rise!"

Qin Feng recited the incantation, and a chopstick on the table stood up by itself.

Immediately afterwards, the chopstick floated in the air, circled around the room several times, and finally landed on the table again.

There was a little sweat on Qin Feng's forehead, and his spirit was a little drowsy.

This "flying sword" technique, he is still just getting started, and he can barely control the chopsticks. It is estimated that he will have to practice for more than ten days before he can control the sword.

The "Flying Sword" technique is also a spell recorded in the Canon, which is similar to the "Sword Controlling Technique", but it is not as exquisite as the Sword Controlling Technique. At most, it can control the flying sword like a wielder.

If you want to fly with the sword, that's something only a cultivator can do.

If this is the case, if you thoroughly master the flying swordsmanship, coupled with Qin Feng's own understanding of swordsmanship, it can also play a huge role.

This is like a racing driver who usually drives an F1 car, but even if the car is replaced by Wuling Hongguang, he can still drive faster than the old driver.

Qin Feng is that racing driver.

He looked out of the window, it was completely dark, and the time of cultivation always passed quickly.

It's been a long night, and I really don't want to sleep.

But even if you can't sleep, you have to sleep. Now there is no immortal power to nourish the body and soul all the time. If you don't sleep, you will have no energy. If you don't have energy, you can't do anything well.

"Sleep."

Qin Feng got into the bed to sleep, thinking that it would be nice if there was a woman to warm the bed...

Thinking, thinking, fell asleep.

...

In a flash, ten days have passed.

After wandering around the capital, a flying sword fell into the small courtyard where Qin Feng was. Qin Feng was sweating profusely, and all his strength was exhausted, but he felt hearty!

"Finally mastered the 'Flying Sword Technique'."

Qin Feng was very satisfied. He had no new tasks during this period. Apart from practicing the 'flying sword technique', he went to Goulan to listen to music.

Now that he has mastered the "Flying Sword Technique", his own strength has greatly increased!

If he had mastered flying swordsmanship in Wanhu Mountain that day, even if he lost to Hong Can, at least he would still be qualified to fight.

Qin Feng returned to the house with a sword, and took out a booklet with the word "diary" written on it.

Serious people who keep a diary?

Is Qin Feng a decent person?no!

In fact, because there are too few recreational activities, apart from practicing swords and listening to music, Qin Feng uses a diary to record his life in his spare time.

"Autumn, September eighth.

I have mastered flying swordsmanship, and the next road is going to be better. To celebrate... go to the bar to listen to the music! "

Qin Feng closed the diary, went back to the bathroom and took a shower, washed off the smell of sweat, and changed into a new set of clothes.

Naturally, it wasn't the overalls of Demon Slayer, he didn't even want to wear those overalls when performing tasks, let alone in private.

Qin Feng's clothes are still mainly casual and loose. After wearing them, he looks like a rich man, or from a powerful family.

tick bar.

The big strings are like a rain, and the small strings are cut like a whisper.

Qin Fengzuo was intoxicated under the stage, and every time he listened to the music, he felt that the fatigue from the day was gone.

For a moment, amidst a burst of applause, Miss Yue'er bowed to thank her.

Qin Feng left after listening to the song, and on the way back, a carriage drove him across the fence.

"Call!!"

The groom asked the horse to stop, Qin Feng frowned and looked at the carriage. There are too many officials, big and small, in the capital, but few dare to stop passers-by with a carriage in the street.

The carriage opened a curtain, revealing a pretty face, it was Miss Yue'er.

Yue'er looked ashamed: "My lord, the little girl has repeatedly invited you out, but you still don't want to see each other, so I have no choice but to make a bad move."

"Miss Yue'er, what is the meaning of this?"

Qin Feng smiled jokingly, and Yue'er smiled lightly: "My lord, why don't you get on the carriage and tell a story? Are you afraid that Yue'er will eat you?"

"If you want to eat, I will eat you."

Qin Feng thought about it, if he didn't talk about it, the other party would probably keep pestering him, and then got into the carriage.

The carriage was not big, and the two of them were almost body to body, and there was a pleasant smell of rouge.

"Didn't you just say that you want to eat Yue'er? Why did you get on the carriage, but you didn't say a word." Yue'er teased Qin Feng, Qin Feng took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Don't dare, just joking! What's the matter with Miss Yue'er, but it's okay to say."

"I just think that the young master has eyes, and I want to make friends with the young master."

With picturesque eyebrows and eyes, Yue'er stated her intentions directly.

Qin Feng asked: "Do you know my identity?"

"Young Master is the one who slays demons."

"It's just that I'm ignorant. With Miss Yue'er's contacts, it's not difficult to find out my identity." Qin Feng laughed at himself. Miss Yue'er, if you want to inquire about something intentionally, you can always inquire about it.

Suddenly, Qin Feng's smile faded: "Since you know that I am a demon slayer, how dare you make friends with me?"

"My lord, did you see it? That's right, I am a demon clan.

Killing the demons does not mean killing all the demons in the world. What you kill are those who harm the world and poison the world, right? "

Yue'er is not surprised by this, if not, Qin Feng will not reject her again and again.

What she said also makes sense, the target of the monster slayer is those monsters who harm people, not all monsters.

"Fox demon?"

"Snake demon."

With a thought, Miss Yue'er showed her original shape, a white snake with a body as white as snow.

She climbed up from Qin Feng's waist, circled Qin Feng's body, and spit out the letter after circled a few times.

"Miss Yue'er, it's better not to joke." Qin Feng didn't feel the other party's malice, but he still felt uncomfortable being entangled by a big snake.

The White Snake returned the same way and transformed back into a human form, lying on Qin Feng's lap.

As soon as Qin Feng lowered his head, it was her lovely face and a large area of ​​snow white.

"My lord, Yue'er is sincere."

Miss Yue'er's lips and teeth moved slightly, her eyes were full of sincerity.

The first thousand and 320 chapters hold a cup of moonlight

This month, Miss Yue'er's Taoism is quite deep. It's not that the fox monster is better than the fox monster. The amorous feelings revealed by her frowns and smiles made Qin Feng breathe a lot faster.