“What…what?!”

Zhao Ritian's face changed and he retreated repeatedly, and his face was almost the same as seeing a ghost.

"Qin Feng, don't joke about me?"

"I'm still hiding my identity now...How could I let me do it..."

Han Yaxuan, who came over, also covered his mouth and laughed.

"Brother Qin, your ability to joke has increased again. Look at you scared Brother Zhao..."

Unexpectedly, Qin Feng looked at Han Yaxuan and scared the quiet girl with one sentence.

"Yaxuan, remember to notify your father Han Song to return to Qi State to become the Martial Saint of Zhenguo..."

Han Yaxuan was shocked at this moment.

"Return...Return...Return to Qi State to be the Martial Saint of Zhenguo?"

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Of course, how could no one in Qi State be a Martial Saint?"

"The Han Xin family is also a prominent family in Qi, so why can't they be the Martial Saint of the State?"

Han Yaxuan frowned suddenly when he heard Qin Feng's words: "But my father has not yet reached the Holy Martial Realm..."

Qin Feng waved his hand indifferently and said, "You send him a Sumeru ring... Just put some elixirs from our Qin Feng family in it, and give him a bottle of Dragon Blood Pill!"

"If he uses it, use it, don't use it as a gift for your younger brothers and sisters."

Hearing the three words "meeting gift", Han Yaxuan's face turned red with a "swish" and Qin Feng said.

"I know you think about me. I have been in the Qin Feng family for so long, except for practicing by myself, I never get a bottle of pills, and I have never brought anything to everyone..."

"Actually you don't have to do this at all..."

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Yaxuan, you are my family after all, so there is nothing to do with this!"

When Han Yaxuan heard Qin Feng's words, his eyes suddenly turned red. Before Qin Feng could react, he rushed into his arms and sobbed.

This must be not sadness, but tears of tears of joy.

It was because he finally got Qin Feng's promise and recognition, or he was grateful for Qin Feng's tolerance for himself, or he was helpful to Qin Feng's righteousness to the Han Xin family... or everything was meaningless.

Only at this moment can the tears of joy be real.

Seeing Han Yaxuan hugging Qin Feng and crying with joy, Jiang Yurou and Meng Youyue looked at each other with a smile on their faces.

Obviously, Qin Feng and each of them have their own stories and sincere feelings.

No one has to envy anyone, nor has he to envy anyone.

Because each of them has his own unique and wonderful story with Qin Feng.

Hearing that Qin Feng left two major news in a row, everyone's interest was suddenly aroused, and they talked about the recent situation of the battle between the Qi Palace with Qin Feng.

Qin Feng did not hide his own private affairs with his family. In addition to hiding some particularly complicated plots, he also expressed the situation of the battle between the Qi Palace.

"So I should be going to Jixia Academy now."

Qin Feng explained: "Zou Chunqiu, the former Confucian Saint in Jixia Academy, sacrificed his life to protect me this time, and it seems that his life is about to end. His life is still there. No matter what, I will go there."

When everyone heard this, they nodded to express their understanding.

But Qin Lan touched the smooth chin of the awl and pondered: "But brother, Fang Yun is now the owner of Jixia Academy..."

"In name, he is also the supreme leader of Confucianism. What should he do if he plots against you in Jixia Academy?"

Qin Shi also frowned and said, "Feng'er, you see that you went to Qi Palace alone and encountered such a terrible crisis. Not only can we not help, we even have no idea..."

"As the head of the Qin Feng family and the leader of Mianchi, you must not do such a stupid thing that is dangerous!"

Hearing his father's blame, Qin Feng nodded and said, "But Fang Yun has been defeated by me many times now. He cannot write a manuscript at the end of his strength, and he has never beaten me before. I think it should..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the black flag leader Qin Ao said again: "Feng'er, the rabbit will bite people if it is anxious... What's more, Fang Yun, the poisonous snake?"

"If he completely falls to the Ghost Lord, wouldn't your situation be very dangerous?"

"And you don't have the power to rush into the dragon now..."

Qin Feng heard his uncle Qin Ao say this, knowing that everyone was worried that his strength would not be restored. Seeing that there were no other idle people around him, he said sincerely: "You don't need to worry too much about this. After integrating the prince's Zhenwu Holy Vein, my power of Tengjiao is gradually recovering. Now you should find an opportunity to experience the divine thunder tribulation and you can basically recover..."

"It is not impossible to go further even after a hundred-foot pole head. Just don't worry... I think the trip to Jixia Academy is still..."

Before Qin Feng finished speaking, everyone's faces turned cold. Qin Shi curled up his right hand, clenched his fists hollowly, and coughed dryly on his lips with a few words: "I'm watching the trip to Jixia Academy, let's go with you!"

"It's decided that the Confucian scholars below the Shengwu Realm and below all return normally. We just need to go to Jixia Academy with Feng'er."

Speaking of this, he didn't care whether Qin Feng agreed or not, and said, "The head of the family is an order. I am the head of the family's father. If I say something, the head of the family has to listen to my words... cough cough."

"Okay, my words are the words of the head of the family, so everyone will do as they do!"

Although Qin Feng rolled his eyes when he heard his father say such shameless words at the age of his age, fortunately he knew that everyone had no bad intentions, so he tacitly agreed.

This leads to...

In the afternoon and evening, the front of the entrance of Jixia Academy was completely in chaos.

"Qin... Qin Feng came to Jixia Academy to raise an army to question him?"

"What... what do they want to do? He has brought so many martial saints, and... there are also martial gods!"

"Damn it, he... he wouldn't want to slaughter the Jixia Academy as bloody as Emperor Wu back then?"

The Confucian scholar who guarded the archway at the entrance of the Jixia Academy saw that behind Qin Feng, Jiang Yurou, who was wearing plain Confucian uniforms, was seen.

Qin Shi was wearing a white robe, and Qin Ao was wearing black clothes and black armor.

One person is comparable to the Supreme Master of Zhenwu, and the other is the God of Martial Arts who practices both ghosts and martial arts.

Afterwards, Qin Lan, Meng Youyue, Xu Wuyi, Feng Qiyue, Ji Chengyu, Zhao Ritian, Han Yaxuan, Bian Suxin and Xu Meng were on the side.

They all came from the sky, and Ling stood in front of the archway, as if the storm was about to come and the wind filled the building.

Just when the Confucian scholars didn't know what Qin Feng came for...

Above the clouds, Qin Feng's voice had already spread throughout the Jixia Academy.

"The leader of the Mianchi League, Qin Feng, the martial saint of Yan State, asks to meet the great saint of Confucianism and Taoism, Lord Zou Chunqiu!"
Chapter completed!