A world is raining and raining, located in the Chen Mansion west of Duanfeng City. Ruan Yun sat on the carved railings of the corridor. Looking at Chen Feng who was constantly flapping in the small lake, a smile appeared on her pretty face.

The rustling rain fell from the sky, causing dense ripples of "bobo" in the clear lake.

Ruan Yun followed Chen Feng back to Chen's mansion from Duanfeng Academy. It has been more than ten days since he was living in the mansion. There was no turmoil.

If it weren't for the rainy season, it might make people feel more comfortable.

Slightly beyond Ruan Yun's expectations, even though news of Chen Feng returning to Duanfeng City spread, no one in the Chen family visited and asked for a visit.

As a relatively large force in Duanfeng City, Duanfeng Academy and Linggu Mercenary Group are also extremely quiet and there is not even any important news.

Including Chen's mansion, the three forces in Duanfeng City have shown a short-term balance.

Because Chen Feng did not stay in the academy for much, his position as a low-level student chief coach did not seem to have been taken too seriously.

In the eyes of some people, Chen Feng went to Duanfeng Academy to ask for the Manhun Stick and took Ruan Yun back to his house.

"It's so heavy that it's enough for you to be happy for a while."

Ruan Yun, holding a collection of ancient poems, looked at Chen Feng, who was constantly fluttering in the lake and was full of energy, and couldn't help but smile and said to him.

"Bang~~~"

Chen Feng slapped his arms on the water surface, and there seemed to be a big explosion on the entire lake surface, and the rolling water column made the corridor by the lake constantly turbulent.

"Huh~~~"

Just as Ruan Yun waved her sleeves and scattered the water explosion that was rushing to the corridor, Chen Feng's sturdy figure had already rushed into the corridor.

"It's been more than ten days, what are you waiting for?"

Seeing Chen Feng put on his shirt on his own, Ruan Yun raised her hand slightly. She did not let Gu Yin in the distance go forward to serve him.

Maybe outsiders don’t know, but during these ten days, Chen Feng practices every night, and his personality has not changed after he has been chasing him behind his back. This is what Ruan Yun complained about.

"Didn't Old Man Duan Shengrui say that I would represent the college to participate in the fifth college competition?" Chen Feng said lazily with a big mouth.

Ruan Yun glanced at Chen Feng wearing wooden shoes, and seemed to not believe what he said.

"Master, the five mercenary groups of the Fengxiao Dynasty and the five academies are here..." Old Tu walked slowly in the corridor, and a few dodged to approach Chen Feng.

Seeing Mr. Tu's expression of being reluctant to speak, Chen Feng realized that it was probably not just the five mercenary groups and people from the five major academies who visited the Chen Mansion.

"Appoint it to Qingyun Hall. Guests should visit the door and be treated with singing, dancing, wine and food." Chen Feng put on his eyelids and calmly ordered Tu Lao.

"You have to deal with these people carefully together." Although Ruan Yun's expression was solemn, there was no surprise.

Looking at the palace outfit embroidered with golden phoenix patterns on Ruan Yun, Chen Feng pulled her soft horns and disappeared on the corridor as soon as he turned.

In the back hall of Qingyun Pavilion, as Chen Feng and Ruan Yun appeared in the clothes room, he had already looked at the two robes hanging on Mu Shi.

“Which one is better to wear?”

Chen Feng's eyes stayed on the black robe with fine blood-colored longevity ginseng embroidered for a while, and then looked at the brocade robe with auspicious clouds in the sky and sea.

"It's not the time to care about this kind of thing. It's better to wear Xiangyun Brocade. People are more prominent and can be more decent." Although Ruan Yun said coquettishly, she still smiled and took off the Tianhai Xiangyun Brocade robe from the wood silhouette and helped Chen Feng change it to her body.

"As the head of the family, the appearance must be reasonable. When you leave, see what tricks those people will play together." Chen Feng, who put on his footwear and stared at the cloud boots, really had extraordinary nobleness.

Facing Chen Feng with short hair, Ruan Yun couldn't help but roll her eyes, and she felt more unruly about his image.

The main hall of Qingyun Hall is spacious and gorgeous. The banquet tables on both sides of the hall have already been set up, with wine, dishes and spiritual fruits placed on them, and steaming pots are added to each table.

"Haha~~~ Today you all visited the Chen Mansion together. It was really a blush. I just changed into formal clothes, so I'm late." Chen Feng walked out of the back hall and came to the desk table of the first person and said with a smile.

Looking around the temple, there were more than thirty monks. Although each monk was arranged for a table and a banquet, he was also clearly distinguished.

Those who can sit on the first row of tables on both sides of the hall are all the top figures of mercenaries, academies, and various families and forces. As for the monks who accompany the people in charge, they can only be located in the rear seat.

I don’t know if it was a banquet or a reason for giving Chen Feng the face of the Chen Mansion, everyone who had already sat down in the hall stood up one after another to see him.

"I know some of you who are visiting today, and some of you are meeting you for the first time. No matter what, please drink this glass." Chen Feng looked calm, slowly raised the wine glass on the table, and toasted the monks to the distance, and drank the wine in the glass.

"You are the first to be able to entertain so many visitors with a thousand-year-old drunkenness. Just this energy and financial resources are enough to surprise people." The handsome man in front of a table in front of the front row of the right side of the hall seemed to be very angry with Chen Feng.

"You have visited Chen's mansion and probably sent a lot of gifts. How can I be stingy? The weather is wet, so I have someone to prepare a pot. I also asked you to drink and eat as you please, and can also drive away the moisture." Chen Feng signaled the monks to sit down, and the laughter was deep and slow.

Ruan Yun sat at the desk next to Chen Feng. Although she did not speak, the scene of sitting side by side with her was enough to make people strange.

Seeing that no one was talking during the meal, Mr. Tu clapped his hands gently and hurried the dancers who had been preparing outside the hall.

The orchestra of the silk and bamboo were played, and ten dancers in pink dance clothes stretched out their sleeves like snow and wind, and when they were bent down, they were like breaking the waves and water. The rhythm was from slow to fast, the ornaments swayed, and the collars also floated up.

Seeing the ten dancers turning rapidly like the wind, with a clear and elegant dance, elegant and lofty, leisurely and soothing feeling, some monks in the hall were even a little secretly uncomfortable. With introverted and surprised eyes, they looked at Chen Feng, who was served by a charming young woman at the table.

Although Chen Feng did not eat or drink a lot, his eyes were calm and calm. After using some squid, he leaned on the seat and began to appreciate the dance postures of the ten dancers. He did not often use deep and slightly smiling eyes to look at the powerful people in the hall.

"The head of Chen Feng's family is so elegant. You don't look like a monk. Maybe it's more appropriate to be an emperor." The dancer retreated, and a woman dressed in plain clothes said to Chen Feng with a smile.

"The emperor is not that easy to do. If you want to govern a dynasty well, you can be said to be very troublesome and very hardworking." Chen Feng was extremely calm and had no intention of getting close to the same monks.

"The head of Chen Feng's family may not know him yet. This is Dean Shui Quanying of Kuangyun Academy." The old man Duan Shengrui introduced the woman in a plain cloth robe to Chen Feng.

Seeing the early stage of the woman in the plain robe's cultivation, Chen Feng just smiled and nodded.

In fact, there is no need to remind Duan Shengrui. Chen Feng can also recognize some people in the hall through the information given by Tu Lao before.

A cold girl sitting on the desk next to a woman in plain robe is Leng Dongmei, the dean of Qingliang Academy, one of the five major colleges of the Fengxiao Dynasty.

As for the handsome man who seemed to be quite tempted by Chen Feng before, he was Feng Fei, the dean of Shenglin Academy.

The dean of Fengxiao Academy is a little old man wearing a black uniform and looks a little smart and slick. In Chen Feng's opinion, he looks like a thief.

The deans of the five major colleges of the Fengxiao Dynasty gathered in the Chen Mansion. While bringing glory to the Chen Mansion, it is also extremely heavy pressure.

Even Gu Yin, who was serving Chen Feng for food, had no strange look on the surface, but in fact he felt the aura of the powerful man in charge of the Fifth Academy, and was extremely nervous inside.

The prosperous market in the west of Duanfeng City in the past was gone and had been cleaned up by the law enforcement team of Duanfeng Academy early on.

Before this, many monks from Duanfeng City were shocked when they saw the major powers of the Fengxiao Dynasty visiting Chen Mansion.

The Qingyun Hall gradually became quiet and the atmosphere became extremely depressing. Although the monks had their own thoughts, no one wanted to speak first.

Chen Feng smiled lightly. He could still calm down, narrowing his eyes and constantly looking at the powerful people.

When the deans of the five major colleges arrived, they only occupied a certain seat at the desk table in the front row on both sides of the hall. People like Zhu Wensheng, the leader of the Linggu Mercenary Corps, also sat at the desk table in the first row.

Next to Zhu Wensheng, the desk on the left side of the hall, was a handsome young man in a squirt shirt. Chen Feng had never seen this young man, but he knew him. He was Xiang Zihao, the head of the Linghuang Mercenary Group among the five major mercenary groups.

The fierce man on the other side of Zhu Wensheng was Xiong Ba, the leader of the Barbarian Mercenary Group.

The remaining two people in charge of the five major mercenary groups were He Jun, the head of the Blood-Crying Mercenary Group, who was a young man with a cold expression.

The leader of Ye Mo Mercenary Group was a girl with a smile on her face, which was in a clear contrast with He Jun.

The leaders of the five mercenary groups, including Zhu Wensheng, are all powerful people in the feathering stage. This is also the guarantee that the five mercenary groups can stand at the top of the mercenary dynasty.

There were many strong people in the hall, but except for the charming young woman Gu Yin serving Chen Feng for food, the monks had their own seats, but there were no maids to serve them.

The people sitting at the second row of tables, Han Ping and Tu Ming'er were also among them, obviously following the elders of the Han clan of the Southern Wilderness Spiritual Realm.

Unlike Han Ping's obvious hostility towards Chen Feng, Tu Dashou was extremely nervous in the strange atmosphere of the hall.

"Head of Chen Feng, I am Han Qing from the Han clan of the Southern Wilderness Spirit Realm. I heard from the juniors of the family that you forcibly asked for the barbarian soul stick not long ago. I don't know what it means?" Seeing Chen Feng, who didn't often eat the shabu-shabu meat clipped by a charming young woman, sitting at the first row of the desk on the left side of the hall, finally questioned.

"I just don't want to give you Han clan a favor. If you want to make a treasure, you have to see who the main owner is. Ask Tu Dashou, is the Manhun Stick mine or hers." Chen Feng put down the blood ivory chopsticks in his hand, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

"The Manhun Stick has always been Ming'er's treasure. If it weren't for your pressure and forced request, how could she hand over the treasure to you..." Before the old man in Jinshan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Feng's hand.

"I thought I was thick-skinned enough, and I was very unreasonable. I didn't expect that I would jump out even more shameless old man. The barbarian soul stick is here with me. I'm afraid that you Han clan will have the fate to worry about it but have no life." Chen Feng took out the small barbarian soul stick from the puppet silk storage bag, placed it gently on the desk table, and even beat it rhythmically with four fingers of his right hand.

Chen Feng was stuttering directly. The strong men in the hall looked different.

"It's just a yellow-haired child in the late stage of fetal movement. It's too early for you to be arrogant." The old man in Jinshan suddenly opened his eyes, obviously unable to withstand Chen Feng's run and was about to attack.

"Old guy, you dare to make a rash in the Chen Mansion. Today is your death date. Don't think that your Han clan is so great. It won't take much effort to kill all of your clans." Chen Feng's face became ferocious, and what he said made some strong people secretly shocked.

As the saying goes, disasters are not as good as family members. Chen Feng's cold words meant to kill the Han clan.

"Haha~~~Han Qing. Even if Tu Ming'er owns the Manchu Soul Stick, I have to listen to what she said. Everyone visits Chen's mansion today, so there will be no big fight." Just as the situation was about to get out of control, Duan Shengrui's smile couldn't help but ease the atmosphere in the hall.

"Old Man Duan. Why do you get involved in this matter? The Manhun Stick is of great importance to the chance of the Mangu Mountains. Our Han clan must not let him ask for the Chongbao, just forcibly." The old man in Jinshan was not scared by Chen Feng, and said in a deep voice to Duan Shengrui without hesitation.

"The incident happened in Duanfeng Academy, and Han Ping and Tu Ming'er are also students of Duanfeng Academy. As the chief professor of Duanfeng Academy's low-level students, can't I, the dean, just a mouthful?" Although Duan Shengrui had a smile on his face, his tone was quite firm.

"Although the Manhun Stick was obtained by Chen Feng, it has been given to me for 150 years. I have been lucky enough to keep that treasure over the years. If he hadn't forced a request, I would not have given him the treasure of my life." As the gaze of the powerful, Tu Daxu stood up and said something that made Ruan Yun's expression cold.

"Tu Daxun, I have given you a lot of things, let alone your current gold-eating spirit foundation. I have even saved my life several times. Since I want to settle it, will you return your life to me?" Chen Feng stared at Tu Daxun, who stood up, and asked with a wicked smile on his face.

As Chen Feng was gaze, not only Tu Dashou stopped talking. The hall was even more silent. None of the strong men outside the Han clan participated.

Although Chen Feng did not show murderous intention, Tu Dashou, who was stared at, could feel that he was really murderous. In this way, the previous friendship between the two was completely broken.

"It's just a treasure, and everyone can't hurt the harmony. The Mantian Valley in the Mangu Mountains is not just a treasure, but can be opened. Since this little kid has Mangu blood, I think everyone will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future." I don't know what intentions Zhu Wensheng, the leader of the Linggu mercenary, made a smile and the conflict between Chen Feng and the Han clan.

Although everyone was not surprised, they looked different when Zhu Wensheng mentioned that it was necessary for Man Gu blood to open up the opportunity of Man Tian Valley.

"Head of Chen Feng, it's been more than ten days since you came back to Duanfeng City. I should have come to visit early in the morning, but because of the Mangu Mountains, I was unable to come back for a while. Everyone may have misunderstood the past. I would like to ask the head of Chen Feng not to worry about it." Zhu Wensheng reconciled with Chen Feng at the right time.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, how can I keep my mind unwilling to let go? After all, Captain Zhu did not treat me. The Fengxiao Dynasty could tolerate so many strong people and the vast ancient burials of the ancient ancient mountains. It can be seen that it is better for everyone to cooperate with each other than to fight each other's revenge." Chen Feng slowly raised his wine glass. Although the smile on his face was not trustworthy, he had a smile to eliminate grudges.

"Chen Feng, I wonder if the hatred between me and you is a misunderstanding. Can it be concluded today?" The gloomy words sounded outside the Qingyun Hall, and two figures entered it, even causing the few powerful monks in the hall to feel a sense of suffocation that pauses in time and space.

"Old woman Luo Ying, you have indeed come to you. Only when you die completely can I not mind." Just as Luo Ying and a bald old man made Chen Feng stagnate at Zhu Wensheng, a faint Wuji domineering intention quickly emanated from his body.

Before Chen Feng could speak, his voice had already sounded in the hall. The thousand-year-old drunkenness in the cup was even more drunk by him.

"If you don't tear you into pieces, your old body will never die in front of you. Today, many powerful people from the Fengxiao Dynasty are here. Whoever wants to destroy this little boy with you? Please stand by your old body." Old woman Luo Ying exuded a strong momentum in the middle stage of feathering, which shocked the entire Qingyun Palace.

"Even if the leader Luo Ying did not appear, the Han clan would not give up with Chen Feng." Han Qing, the old man in the brocade shirt, got up without hesitation and overturned the desk in front of him to the ground.

The shaking hall was already in chaos, but most powerful people in the feathering stage could not sit still with a deep look.

The reason why everyone was not moved was not to support Chen Feng, but to watch the changes in the situation.

"Chen Feng was wanted by major sects, and he was extremely dangerous and evil. The Feng Xiao Dynasty could not tolerate such a guy." Faced with the expressions of everyone watching, Leng Dongmei, the dean of Qingliang Academy, also stood up from the seat, with a sense of encouragement.
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