Chapter 11: Hi, the big villain Lin Zhizhi.

Fengqin is cute, with a face like a jade carved in pink, with a flame mark on the center of his eyebrows. It is the natal fire of the Feng family and can burn everything.
Lan Zhen didn't dare to really treat him as a child. He had to be a little ancestor who would set fire to a disagreement with this guy's bad temper.
After leaving the mountain, Lan Lan's follower had already activated the network and found out that Lin Zhizhi was walking to the iceberg somewhere in the inner mountain after having lunch. Lan Zhen followed Feng Qin with Feng Qin to the foot of the ice mountain, frowning and looking up: "Why did he come here? Could it be that his master is also the elder of Uchiyama?"
Dao Zun is too vague after all, people at Lan Zhen's age can only hear from legends, and they can't contact them when they really meet.
Feng Qin's pupils were red, and the red cloak was draped over his shoulders, which was particularly eye-catching among the ice and snow. Dough-like just rolled his eyes too: "The elder is just the elder, I am afraid that he will not succeed? I am enough to go up alone, you can only get in the way!"
Some of Lan Zhen's expression turned blue: "But do you know Lin Zhizhi..."
Feng Qin snorted coldly, "Are you suspicious of me?"
Hearing the displeasure in Feng Qin's mouth, Lan Zhen shook his head violently. Dianzi turned his head satisfied, pushed Lan Zhen away, and went up the mountain alone.
Because he didn't know exactly where Lin Zhizhi was, Feng Qin simply transformed into flame wings and flew high in the sky looking for a figure. But when his height reached the mountainside, he seemed to have touched some kind of restriction! The wings condensed by the fire of natal life were suppressed by an overwhelming force! This spiritual energy is so fierce that it even surpassed his father who was in the stage of transformation!
Feng Qin lost this wing and fell from a high altitude. He tumbled down the mountainside a few times and hung on the roots of an old tree on a cliff. He was only about to fall off the cliff again!
He tried to activate the magic weapon in his body, but the treasure given by his father was unable to move because of the forbidden spiritual power before. When he moved by himself, the dead tree branches that hung him trembled a little, and he was so scared that he did not dare to move anymore.
After all, Feng Qin was just a 13-year-old child, judging from the long years of demon cultivating, it was actually just not long after birth. Encountered such a big change, he was at a loss with his calf, watching the boundless snow and ice, and cried out.
Perhaps it was agitated by the sound. The snow lump on the roots of the old tree he was grasping loosened a little, and suddenly he was so scared that Feng Qin didn't dare to cry anymore, feeling desperate in his heart.
I don't know how long it took, Feng Qin's ears suddenly heard the sound of someone coming.
Step by step, from far to near.
With eyes wide open and with tears in his eyes, he saw a black-haired teenager slowly approaching.
The young man has delicate eyebrows, her skin lustrous and flowing, like a solitary snowy frost, her black hair is with a hosta, smooth as fine silk. He held a purple bamboo sword in his right hand, but when he approached him, it was placed on the snowy ground aside.
Feng Qin didn't know why, watching the boy gradually approaching him, it suddenly sounded when his father told him that he first met his mother.
What did he say? It seemed to be the same, his father looked at the woman who made him fall in love at first sight, slowly walked to his side, and passed him by.
Since then, I love Liang Ye without heart.
Feng Qin had completely forgotten his current situation, and stared blankly as the young man came to him, hugged him with one hand, and climbed the root of the tree with the other, leaving the cliff with some difficulty.
His hands are so beautiful.
Feng Qin lay in his arms and thought.
The embrace is also very warm...
Xiao Dianzi buried his cheeks in the boy's arms, and couldn't help but rub again. When the boy came to the safety zone, Feng Qin wanted to let him go, but Feng Qin refused, holding the opponent's neck with both hands, just not letting go.
This made the boy a little speechless. But thinking of such a small child, a person experienced these dangers alone, afraid that he was a little frightened, so he simply sat down with him and patted his back comfortably.
It took a long time for Fengqin to let his face leave the boy's shoulder. Doughzi looked directly at the boy's face timidly, and refused to look away for a moment.
If he is seen by his father like this, he will be off. On weekdays, Feng Qin treats everyone with arrogance and arrogance. It is as hard as heaven to ask him to do one thing. He never expected him to have such a soft and cute side.
The young man was also quite patient, waiting for Feng Qin to calm down, grabbing a strand of his hair and staring at him blankly, then asked, "How are you? Are you okay?"
The youth's voice was clear, reminiscent of the sound of melting snow on this mountain.
The sound is so good, even the larks do not have such a good sound.
Fengqin thought.
Seeing that the dough in his arms looked dull and funny, the boy couldn't help but squeezed his cheek with his hand: "Remember what your father's name is? I will take you down the mountain and give it to the brother, right? Should be a disciple of Jianzong?"
Hearing that this young man was about to hand over himself, Feng Qin was no longer a idiot. He cleared his throat and replied, "No, I want to sit for a while."
He deliberately softened his voice with these words. It was still a childlike voice of Zhengtai, but it was accompanied by old-fashioned words, which made this young man amused: "Why do you appear on this mountain alone?"
Feng Qin just shook his head and refused to speak.
Thinking that he had just let this boy see such an ugly appearance, he really hated the Lan Zhen who brought him here! And that Lin Zhizhi, why don't you let him meet him earlier, so he won't touch the restriction!
Seeing that Feng Qin didn't reply, the boy didn't follow up, but instead asked the first question: "Are you okay?"
This time Feng Qin nodded his head very much, "I'm fine, don't look at me like this, I'm very good."
He couldn't wait to tell this young man about his greatness, so that he could forget the appearance of himself.
As if he was amused by his words, the young man curled his lips, like a flower blooming in the ice and snow, fascinating: "How good can you be so small?"
Feng Qin straightened his chest: "I'm the Feng Clan!"
Successfully saw the surprised look in the other's eyes.
"When I become an adult, even if I don't practice, I can become a Nascent Soul, an invincible hand in the cultivation world." He proudly described the future picture.
"Awesome." Juvenile Quan coaxed him to play.
Once the chatterbox is opened, it is difficult to close it. After Feng Qin opened this mouth, he couldn't help but want to say a little more, trying to make this young man understand himself.
So he talked about eyebrow marks from his father, and talked about his reason for going up the mountain from the mountainside restriction...
However, when talking about Lan Zhen, the corner of the boy's mouth twitched, and he repeated: "Lan Zhen?!"
Feng Qin didn't see his strangeness, and nodded: "It's him, he's annoying. If it wasn't him, I wouldn't be on the cliff!"
But in that case, I won't meet you... I'd better forgive him.
Xiao Dangzi added silently in his heart.
"Then your reason for going up the mountain is because...?"
Feng Qin blinked, "Because that Lin Zhizhi! He is a big villain who has been oppressing Lan Zhen's younger brother, and beat him and the innocent people in the morning! But the cultivation base is so powerful that Lan Zhen can't beat him. That's why I came to see me. I have always been kind, and after he said this, I immediately wanted to give him some color."
juvenile:"……"
What the hell? ?
excuseme? ? Although there are some doubts about the plot of this story, if you heard it correctly, Lin Zhizhi seems...that is him? !
At this time, this young man, Lin Zhizhi, listened to the dough that he had just saved, and he kept talking about himself, and his mood was sour. Not to mention that this dough is still holding him, and he must agree with whether Lin Zhizhi is a big villain, it's annoying or annoying, right...
Lin Zhizhi could only: "Oh, ha ha."
At the same time, he looked at the favorability on the dough [Fengqin, favorability index is 90, attitude is secret love]/[Fengqin, favorability index is -5, attitude is hostile] switching back and forth...
Speechless, then you can only smile.