Chapter 142, Breeze Mission
The guard captain stepped forward and said with a smile: "Bai Feng, why are you here?"
Qingfeng crossed his arms on his chest and bent slightly, and said gently: "Captain Lin, I'm here to see the hall master."
Captain Lin teased and said with a smile: "Yes, I understand! Is it time to deepen the relationship as the wedding is approaching?"
Qingfeng smiled sheepishly.
Captain Lin said regretfully: "Unfortunately, the hall master and Miss Mingyue went out."
Qingfeng muttered in her heart: "Of course I know, otherwise I wouldn't dare to come!"
He smiled on the surface and said: "I have something to ask to see the hall master. I wonder if I can go in and wait?"
The captain thought for a moment, looked at Qingfeng and said with a smile: "Of course!" He turned around and got out of the way.
Qingfeng crossed his hands on his chest and bowed slightly, saying, "Thank you very much, Captain Lin." He walked towards the main hall.
As soon as Qingfeng walked into the hall, Captain Lin outside rolled his eyes, waved and said, "Here comes someone!"
A white-armored warrior ran out and said respectfully: "Captain, what are your orders?"
The captain laughed and said: "Baifeng has won the favor of Miss Mingyue, and he will definitely have a bright future. Let's take this opportunity to sell him to him, and maybe we can make some friends."
The warrior's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "Captain, what do you want me to do? You just give the order."
The captain said: "Go to the palace and tell the hall master about Bai Feng's visit, and tell him that Bai Feng has something important to see."
The warrior nodded and said, "Yes!" He turned around and ran outside.
Qingfeng walked into the main hall, and what he saw was a huge and majestic statue. At the foot of the statue was a white jade seat. On both sides of the main hall were two rows of pure wooden seats. The seats were painted with vines made of gold wire. Although the pure wooden seats were also very
It looks good, but in comparison it shows the nobility of the White Jade Throne.
Qingfeng clicked her tongue twice, walked up the steps to the white jade throne, sat down on it, twisted and said to herself: "It's a bit cold and uncomfortable. I don't know if my father-in-law will freeze his buttocks if he sits here every day.
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Qingfeng muttered a few words and sat for a while before getting up and walking towards the back of the main hall. Behind the main hall was a garden in which various exotic flowers and fruits were planted, as well as some rare treasures that had become spirits.
Qingfeng lingered in the garden for a while before walking towards the back bedroom. This was the first time he entered his father-in-law's bedroom. He and Mingyue had played there several times before when they were children, but the door to the bedroom was always closed. In fact, Qingfeng was more
I’m curious about what my father-in-law’s bedroom looks like. Doesn’t it contain any ulterior secrets? Like a beautiful woman?!
Qingfeng came to two huge doors and pushed them open with a creak. A strong light shone from the house, and at the same time there was a wave of heat.
Qingfeng subconsciously covered her face with her hands and squinted her eyes. After getting used to the strong light, she slowly took her hands away and walked towards the house with squinted eyes. She saw that the house was completely a kingdom of light, a sun like a small sun.
The flowers are suspended on the roof, emitting a strong light that illuminates the entire room, leaving no shadow at all.
Qingfeng opened his mouth slightly, this is the strange flower that Master said? My scalp was numb for a moment, how could I steal it?! My father-in-law would not have noticed that the flower was stolen unless he was blind.
Qingfeng thought for a while and muttered: "Forget it, let's get it first." He jumped up, grabbed the sunflower in the air, and dropped it to the ground. The expected scorching heat did not happen.
On the contrary, it feels a little cooler.
"Do you want this flower?" A long voice sounded from behind.
Qingfeng paused for a moment, froze in place, slowly turned around and said with a flattering smile on his face: "Uncle, why are you back?"
A middle-aged man is standing behind Qingfeng, wearing a white robe, with gold threads on the collar and cuffs. There is a touch of luxury in his appearance, and his solemn face is not angry or intimidating. This man is Mingyue's father, Sheng.
The master of Ming Dynasty micro-business.
Ming Weishang said calmly: "I heard that you have something important to ask me, so I'll come back and take a look first. What's the matter?"
"Have you eaten?" Qingfeng blurted out an awkward greeting in a panic.
The corners of Ming Weishang's mouth twitched twice, and the look he looked at Qingfeng became even more sinister. Was it this beautiful thing that deceived my daughter?
After Qingfeng said this, he immediately regretted it and said awkwardly: "Uncle should have eaten it already."
"Is this what you're asking me for?" Ming Weishang's tone became even more unkind.
Qingfeng suddenly became anxious, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind and he blurted out: "I'm here to discuss marriage with my uncle." After saying that, he immediately relaxed.
Ming Weishang was silent for a while and said: "Let's not talk about the wedding beforehand. I have something to tell you."
Qingfeng patted his chest and said righteously: "Uncle, if you have anything to do, just give him orders. He will go through fire and water without even frowning."
"That's the best! I Ming Weishang's daughter is not so easy to marry. Mingyue is the proud daughter of heaven and the apple of my eye. If you want to marry him, you must prove yourself." Ming Weishang said.
Qingfeng's heart sank, and she secretly said something bad. Normally speaking like this would mean that a narrow escape mission was coming.
Before Qingfeng could refuse, Ming Weishang continued: "The annual festival of the Holy Church will open a secret realm, and monks below the fourth level can enter it to practice."
Qingfeng said tentatively: "Uncle, do you want me to go in and kill everyone?"
"Haha~" Ming Weishang sneered and said, "Do you know how many branches my church has?"
Qingfeng's heart sank and he said: "All over the whole continent." He couldn't help but said: "Wouldn't all branches go there?"
Ming Weishang nodded and said: "Each branch church will select the best two people to participate in the annual festival. You can imagine how many Tianjiao will gather there, and what I ask of you is to win the participation of our church.
Qualifications for the annual festival.”
Qingfeng asked carefully: "When?"
Ming Wei Shang Youyou said: "After half a month, you must enter the third level during this period, otherwise you will have no chance."
Qingfeng's heart was pounding, and he asked tentatively: "Can I not participate?"
Ming Weishang looked at the sunflower in Qingfeng's hand and said: "Don't you want this flower? It is no longer useful to me. If you can seize the opportunity to participate in the annual festival, this flower will be rewarded to you.
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Qingfeng looked at Ming Weishang, then at the sunflower in his hand, gritted his teeth and said: "Since uncle wants me to go, then I will go, and I will not hesitate to go through fire and water for the sake of the bright moon." Then he immediately said with a smile: "
Uncle, can you give me this flower first?"
Ming Weishang waved his hand, Qingfeng screamed and felt a strong force coming from his hand. He immediately raised his arm upwards, and Sunflower immediately broke free and flew up and suspended in the air.
Qingfeng came back to his senses and looked at Ming Weishang with resentment.
Ming Weishang said calmly: "From tomorrow on, you will come to this room to practice."
"Yes!" Qingfeng responded, and then said: "Uncle, can I go back?"
Ming Weishang nodded, Qingfeng crossed his hands on his chest, bowed respectfully and exited the room, turned around and left.
After Qingfeng returned to her room, she saw Mingyue arranging clothes on the bed.
Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders and walked in from the outside dejectedly.
Mingyue raised her head, her fleshy little face was filled with a smile, and she said with a smile: "Qingfeng, what's wrong with you? Why do you look like you're going to die?"
Chapter completed!