Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 148: The arrival of Master Feng, Feng Yan was originally a girl? [1 words]

By the way, after Feng Yan left, he sent a lot of daily necessities to Xiao Wu.

Fortunately, with his daughter around, Feng Yan managed to avoid another big fight.

After bidding farewell to Xiao Wu, Feng Yan hurried back to Shrek Academy. When he was about to start organizing a team to prepare for the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition, he met Tai Long, whom he had seen in the morning, at the academy again.

It was past dinner time. Outside the gate of Shrek Academy under the setting sun, Tai Long stood next to a middle-aged man and an old man.

This old man has gray beard and hair, and his short hair stands on top of his head like steel needles.

These three men are all extremely strong, but they are also divided into big and small.

They were arranged in order of big, medium and small, and gorilla number three stood at the entrance of the academy.

Did Tang San mention that he beat Tai Long this morning? What fate line is closing?

Feng Yan then realized that these were Taillong's father and grandfather. He had witnessed such a famous scene where the younger one was beaten to the older one.

"Grandpa, I beg you! Please go back. I really can't stay in the academy at this rate!"

At this time, Tyrone's face was full of madness, and he begged his grandfather bitterly.

Titan put his hands behind his back and glanced at his grandson coldly, "Shut up." Just two words were enough to choke Tailong back.

At this time, Tang San walked out of the academy accompanied by Meng Yiran and a group of students.

Of course, there was also Ning Rongrong who loved to watch the fun. She pulled Zhu Zhuqing and followed at the end of the team.

Of course, there are also some old acquaintances, such as Dai Mubai and Oscar.

And Ma Hongjun, who simply wore a purple long dress.

Seeing Ma Hongjun like this, Feng Yan was immediately frightened and hurriedly hid in the crowd, not daring to look for Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Who is Tang San?"

At this time, Titan's vigorous and powerful voice began to shake and immediately spread throughout the school gate.

"It's me." Tang San walked forward slowly.

Feng Yan also observed that Tang San had at the same time raised his soul power to its optimal state, ready to respond at any time.

"You are the one who hurt my son and grandson?" Titan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became much deeper.

Tang San nodded, "Yes."

"it is good."

Suddenly, Titan's eyes shone brightly, and an extremely powerful sense of power suddenly burst out from him.

Taino and Tailong, father and son, who were standing beside him, uncontrollably retreated four or five steps at the same time before they could stand firm.

Including Tang San and Oscar, all the students of Shrek Academy took a step back collectively, and the air became sticky at that moment.

In addition to Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun, there is also Feng Yan.

Originally Feng Yan didn't want to show up at all, but his cultivation level didn't allow it.

The others were easy to deal with, but Titan didn't recognize them.

But he didn't cover Feng Yan's face.

Tai Tan stared at him, his breath stagnating, "This must be Yan Feng, right? He is really handsome!"

Although Titan did not explicitly mention the Son of the Sword Demon, after he shouted this, everyone's attention was focused on Feng Yan.

Ning Rongrong quickly jumped behind Feng Yan, patted his shoulder, and said faintly: "You still remember to come back?"

Ma Hongjun, who frightened Feng Yan the most, ran over in small steps, "Wow~ Yan Feng, I feel like I haven't seen you in many years~"

"Brother Yan! You're so fine? Xiao San and Rong Rong said I didn't believe it! I missed you so much!" Oscar actually came forward with tears in his eyes.

Even Dai Mubai nodded and greeted Feng Yan, "Long time no see."

"Haha... Hello everyone, have you had dinner?"

"I just ate." "I ate, I ate." "Brother Yan, have you eaten?"

Tai Tan was quite patient. He waited until Feng Yan greeted everyone else before he looked at Tang San again.

"You injured my son and grandson because they are incompetent. But it is not because my Li clan is incompetent. I will not bully you. How about we make a bet?"

Tai Tan crossed his arms and glanced at Tang San with narrowed eyes.

Tang San was not afraid either, "What are you betting on?"

At this time, Tai Long spoke up, "Grandpa, can you wait a moment?"

He changed his previous timid attitude and stared at Feng Yan.

Titan looked at his grandson in surprise, "You've already embarrassed yourself enough, little brat, what else do you want to do?"

Tai Long gritted his teeth and looked at Zhu Zhuqing beside Feng Yan with resentment and grievance.

Then he pointed at Feng Yan, and his tone was almost like a shouting.

"Grandpa, the one I originally accepted was Yan Feng. He was the one who challenged me! But Tang San helped him out. I thought I should complete the previous challenge first before talking about other things!"

Oscar, who was standing next to Feng Yan, almost popped his eyes out of his head, and kept looking between the two of them.

He held it in for a long time before he said in disbelief: "Tyrone, are you crazy? You can't even beat Xiao San, and you still say that Brother Yan challenges you?"

"Oscar, this has nothing to do with you? Tang San can't beat him? I don't believe it!"

"You... forget it, no one will die anyway."

Tai Long first looked at Tang San, and saw that Tang San actually nodded, but he still did not make an accurate judgment, "Even if I can't beat him, I have to keep my promise! I can't break my promise!"

"Yan Feng! Do you dare to complete this morning's challenge in front of Zhu Qing?"

At this time, the crowd had already started chattering.

Most of the students didn’t know Feng Yan yet, so they naturally sided with Tailong.

After all, Tai Long is the head of the academy, and he doesn't care what the truth is. Seeing Feng Yan being indifferent, he keeps saying things like "He looks weak" and "He proposed the challenge, and now he wants others to step forward".

As the elder, Titan did not say anything, but stared at Feng Yan with great interest.

Feng, as the person involved, did not care about the voice of the masses.

Feng Yan blinked his eyes. He actually thought that Tailong was cute in a way that made him lose consciousness.

It is normal for young people to want to show off more in front of the girl they like, and Feng Yan thinks so too.

So, under the helpless gaze of Zhu Zhuqing and contemptuous look of Ning Rongrong, he walked to the front with his arms folded.

"Well, people should keep their word. I will fight this one!"

"Okay! Tailong, the martial soul of the powerful gorilla, the level 37 strong attack system battle soul master, please give me your advice!"

Tai Long shouted loudly and immediately began to possess his martial spirit.

His already extremely strong body expanded rapidly, and the muscles in his arms almost doubled in size.

At the same time, his arms were extended, hanging down to his knees, and black hair was exposed in all exposed areas.

Upon seeing this, the students who were watching immediately stepped back, leaving the two men with enough space to move around.

Of course, this is also to avoid accidental injuries.

Oscar had somehow reached the back of the team and poked Dai Mubai with his elbow.

"You've brought this upon yourself... Boss Dai, are you sure you can beat Brother Yan now?"

Dai Mubai turned around and glared, "Aren't you asking this even though you already know the answer?!"

At the side, Ma Hongjun, who was holding up his orchid finger, had eyes that were frighteningly bright. "Yan Feng in a wheelchair is already too strong. I really don't know what his strength is now."

Now Mr. Feng also took in all their conversations. He suddenly understood the pleasure that Ning Fengzhi had felt when he participated in the auction in the White District yesterday and won a great victory.

With a smile on his face, Feng Yan followed Tai Long and introduced himself.

"Yan Feng, martial spirit element wind, level 40 auxiliary combat spirit master."

A stream of sky-blue wind wrapped around Feng Yan's body, along with an indescribable feeling of oppression, and suddenly appeared in this small open space.

"Assist? Fighting Soul Master? What a mess?"

"That's right, a support is a support. Level 40 is pretty strong, but how dare such a support challenge the chief?"

Unlike male animals' natural rejection of their own kind, the girls almost started screaming.

This made Feng Yan the target of everyone's criticism, and the hostile gazes behind him almost turned into sharp blades to pierce him.

At this time, Titan spoke up, "Forget it, you youngsters are just fooling around! Just fight with your souls, and don't use your soul power to avoid getting hurt."

Different from the mentality of young people who just want to watch the fun, as a strong man, Titan can see more.

This 'Yan Feng' is definitely not as simple as the level 40 auxiliary quasi-Soul Master he seems to be. In addition, some rumors from outside Tiandou City also made Tai Tan feel uneasy.

If Titan had previously scoffed at the rumor that one person could end the entire Royal Fighting Team, now he believes it about 70% of the time.

When reaching the level of Contra, one has gradually begun to practice the cultivation of mental power.

Although he may not have gotten the method right, at least Titan could see that the spiritual power of this 'Yan Feng' was far beyond his current level.

If one adds the identity of the son of the Sword Demon, Titan even suspects that ordinary Soul Sages may not be able to compare with him.

That's why Yan Feng gave people such a strong sense of oppression, to the point that Tai Long didn't dare to look him in the eye.

In order to avoid accidents, Titan still protected his shortcomings, which led to the words just now.

Feng Yan thought about it and agreed that using soul power was too bullying.

Without hesitation, he immediately gathered his soul power and nodded in agreement, "Alright."

Just as Feng Yan was about to launch an attack, Titan raised his hand again to interrupt him, "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Feng Yan frowned, but still stopped patiently.

It wasn't really Titan who was nervous, but Oscar and Ma Hongjun in the crowd were laughing even more brightly, and they were almost rolling on the ground holding their stomachs.

At this point, in front of so many people, Titan was also held up.

Even if he wanted to protect his grandson, after seeing his grandson's puzzled look back after his martial spirit was removed, Tai Tan could only harden his heart and say, "Don't hurt anyone..."

Tyrone was already impatient, and he felt insecure because of Feng Yan's aura.

"Grandpa, I get it!" Before Titan finished speaking, Tyrone had already raised his fist as big as a normal person's head and charged towards Feng Yan.

I'm not asking you not to hurt others!

An anxious look finally appeared on Titan's face, but the hand he had just stretched out stopped in mid-air.

"drink!"

Tai Long shouted, raised his fists, and was about to strike Feng Yan from bottom to top.

He also did not forget the requirement of 'not hurting anyone', so although the two punches were like an orangutan cracking walnuts, they were not aimed at Feng Yan's head.

Tailong's target was just Fengyan's shoulders.

Feng Yan immediately saw through Tailong's true purpose, but he did not take advantage of Tailong's open door to use a set of Heart-Breaking Palm or something like that to take his life.

At this time, Tyrone was rising in the air, with the overall angle at forty-five degrees.

Feng Yan turned his body sideways to avoid the right punch and grabbed Tailong's falling left fist.

With just this simple move, Tyrone instantly stopped the left half of his body.

At the same time, the powerful inertia inevitably caused his body to slide to the right.

Tyrone's body was unstable, so he had no more tricks.

He had almost no reaction as Feng Yan twisted his wrist and gently slapped him upwards.

With this slap, Tyrone immediately turned into a ball.

Feng Yan felt that Taillon should be a ball. He laughed in his heart while exerting force with Tai Chi Yin-Yang hands at the same time.

After circling Tailong two or three more times, Feng Yan gently pressed on his lower back.

It was only then that Tai Long reacted and let out a light snort.

But his giant ape ball still flew towards Titan.

By the time everyone came to their senses, Feng Yan had already stood still, and Tai Long was pinned on the back by his grandfather Titan, stopping him in his tracks.

"Good move!" Titan couldn't help but admire.

"Isn't that a good idea? If you say you won't hurt him, then don't hurt him!" Oscar in the crowd cheered.

Feng Yan defeated Tai Long with just one blow in the blink of an eye, and the surroundings became eerily quiet.

Oscar's words spread far and wide, pushing everyone's disbelief to another peak.

"How can this be?!"

"Yeah, it must be fake!"

"Talon, you're not acting, are you?"

Although he looked pale and weak, Tailong's expression was not embarrassed.

Just after hearing these words, he couldn't hold it back any longer, and with a "wow" he vomited out all the emotions churning in his internal organs.

"enough!"

Tai Tan waved his hand casually, and a stick of incense flew out from his sleeve. It flew dozens of meters like a sharp arrow and was nailed to the gate of the academy not far away. The head of the incense burned at the same time.

Seeing this scene, the students fell silent almost at the same time.

Tang San gasped almost at the same time as them, because he could see clearly with the help of the Purple Demon Pupil.

The reason why the incense burned was not because it was lit in advance, but because it broke through the air at a too fast speed and caused friction with the air.

At this time, Titan's deep, old, but domineering voice resounded in the air, "Since it's over, let's continue our bet. Just let you two youngsters go together."

Tang San knew that he couldn't escape, so he stood beside Feng Yan, ready to face his good brother together, "Senior hasn't told us yet, what are we betting on?"

There was a lot more fanaticism on Titan's face, especially when he looked at Yan Feng.

"I won't attack, nor will I release my martial spirit. As long as you can hold out under the pressure I release until this incense burns out, you win. I'll make Tainuo and Tailong kowtow to you and apologize. Otherwise, I want you to join our Power Clan."

Feng Yan originally thought it was none of his business. After all, what happened next had nothing to do with him. But who would have thought that Titan would make a big deal out of it.

It seems that even if this old guy had no other intentions at the beginning, he has started to have evil thoughts now.

Before Fengyan was ready to trick Titan, his good brother Oscar spoke first.

"This is not fair!"

Oscar knew that Tang San had a stubborn personality, but Yan Feng was even more likely to provoke anger than Tang San.

Tang San Oscar had nothing to say, but for the sake of his brother Yan, he still stood up to avoid causing trouble when the elders were not around.

"If you lose, your son and grandson will just have to kowtow and apologize. Although it's a bit embarrassing, it won't be a big loss for them. If we lose, we will have to join your family and be restricted for life. What kind of bet is this?"

Tai Tan looked at Feng Yan calmly, "So what do you think we should do?"

Feng Yan felt something was wrong when he saw that he actually looked nonchalant.

He subconsciously looked at the smartest Ning Rongrong, hoping that his girl could tell him the answer.

However, Ning Rongrong spoke before Feng Yan looked at him, "Chief Titan, this favor is not easy to get, right?"

Feng Yan suddenly understood as soon as he heard it.

Winning or losing doesn’t matter, what matters is being able to win the Sword Demon’s favor.

For example, Titan could choose not to fulfill the bet and say "for the sake of the Sword Demon".

It would be fine if it happened in private, but if it was done in public, the matter would quickly spread throughout Tiandou City, and then the whole world would know about it.

As for whether 'Yan Feng' will win, at least Titan doesn't think so, after all, the gap seems too big.

But Ning Rongrong was different. The two of them practiced with Dugu Bo for half a year.

Over the past six months, both of them have experienced a lot of powerful oppression from the Titled Douluo level.

If Titan alone is not enough to overwhelm Feng Yan, then Ning Rongrong can strive for something extra.

"Chief Titan, how about this. If you lose, you can join his family. This is fair to everyone."

"Your family..." Tai Tan moved his gaze away from Ning Rongrong and looked at Yan Feng belatedly.

Ning Rongrong saw Tai Tan hesitate and felt something was wrong, so much so that Yan Feng looked at her with a surprised expression.

It's not because of anything else.

The family that Ning Rongrong was talking about was of course their Ning family, which is the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

'Yan Feng' grew up in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and was her childhood sweetheart. They would get married and have children in the future, so naturally they would be a family.

But Fengyan and Taitan were thinking of another family.

Just as Titan hesitated, Feng Yan's heart skipped a beat, and even beads of sweat appeared on his palms.

In the sky, two azure meteors streaked across the sky and in the blink of an eye they appeared in front of Feng Yan.

Titan also looked extremely solemn at this time. He looked solemnly at the two people who were standing on two long swords and dressed in simple green clothes.

Both of them had their hair tied up neatly, and even with the strong wind, it didn't look messy at all.

The older one among them had gray hair, with strands of it mixed in with his long, bright silver hair.

He was wearing a blindfold, but he seemed to be able to see things in front of him, and his eyes should have been on Feng Yan.

His extraordinary temperament is much more stable than Feng Yan's laziness.

And their biggest similarity is that they look so alike!

As they looked at each other, the man spoke softly, "Chief Titan, the child is right. Don't you want to?"

Tai Tan hurriedly performed the salute as an equal, but said very respectfully: "Master Feng, what brings you here? Tai Nuo, Tai Long, quickly pay your respects to Master Feng!"

“Greetings, Sect Master Feng.” Tainuo supported Tailong, and both father and son performed the junior’s salute at the same time.

"Feng Jian... Sect Master Feng?!" Dai Mubai, who was most sensitive to the mainland's power, was the first to speak. Ma Hongjun also exclaimed: "Could this be the current Sect Master of Feng Jian Sect, the 89th level Agility Attack Peak Soul Douluo, the father of Sword Demon Douluo Feng Yan, Feng Bailong?!"

"Why is Tyrone's grandfather so respectful?" Oscar was puzzled.

Dai Mubai was surprised and puzzled, but he also explained, "The Wind Sword Sect has a superior status. First, it is because of the seniority of the Feng Sect Master. Second, it is naturally because of the existence of Sword Demon Douluo, the strongest person in the entire continent. Third, it is naturally because of the Feng Ping. With these three reviews, the sect masters of the top three sects all greet this person in this way."

"The only thing that confuses me is, Master Feng really doesn't know that he has such a great grandson?"

The one who was most surprised by such an introduction was Tang San. After all, 'Yan Feng' was his cousin, Feng Yan was his 'uncle', and 'uncle's father' was naturally his 'great uncle'.

Dear!
Unlike others, Ning Rongrong looked at the elder with great curiosity. However, Zhu Zhuqing, who knew Feng Yan's identity, didn't know what to do.

Only Feng Yan bit his lip and lowered his head, no longer daring to look his father in the eye.

Although he was a time traveler, he was born without a mother. After coming to Douluo Continent, he grew up under the lap of this strict father.

Just like all fathers to their sons, Feng Bailong is also an introverted person and never expresses his love.

In his early years, Feng Yan only pursued power, so how could he care about his family?

Later, Feng Yan lost his powerful cultivation. When he thought back, he always thought that his father Feng Bailong didn't care about him at all.

But today, feeling his father's drastic consumption of soul power, he immediately stood in front of him and stared at him closely. Feng Yan didn't know how to face him.

Don't you care?

With Chen Xin's speed, he can reach the Fengjian Sect in the Xingluo Empire within one night, but Feng Bailong is only at the Soul Douluo level after all.

The only way to arrive within one day is to set off immediately after hearing the news.

Is this not caring?

How can it be?

Feng Bailong didn't say much. He put away his martial spirit and landed on the ground with the middle-aged man who came with him. He looked at Titan intently.

The middle-aged man beside Feng Bailong raised his mouth, looked at Titan with a provocative expression, and said jokingly: "Chief Titan, does the bet still count?"

Then, he flashed to Feng Yan's side, patted Feng Yan's shoulder and said: "Nephew! Don't be afraid! I am your second uncle, Feng Zimu. I am ten years younger than your father, but I am also a level 72 Soul Saint. Second uncle will protect you!"

Feng Zimu is Feng Yan's cousin and his aunt's second stupid son. He has been willing to follow Feng Yan, the eldest son of the sect, to get into trouble since he was a child.

After Feng Yan passed the Soul Saint level, he rarely returned home, and naturally he never saw his younger brother again.

This time Feng Yan didn't expect that his father would bring him along, which gave Feng Yan an illusion.

Could it be that this kid is imitating the way he provoked others in the past, with his mind full of thoughts about fighting?

However, he didn't seem to get the essence of Feng Yan. Titan seemed to shrink his head and said, "Master Feng, I wonder if His Majesty the Sword Demon is here?"

He turned around and glanced at the silent Feng Yan. Although his eyes could not be seen clearly because of the blindfold, everyone knew that Feng Bailong was looking at "Yan Feng".

Feng still kept his head down, with his 'Second Uncle' holding his neck, without saying a word.

After seeing this, Feng Bailong replied to Titan, "He's not here."

This answer finally made Titan breathe a sigh of relief, and his tense expression immediately improved a lot.

After all, the fathers have come to see their grandsons, so how far can Feng Yan, the father, be?
If it's just bullying the weak and trying to win a favor, that's fine.

But if the Sword Demon was there, with the pressure of the word "Demon", Titan would never dare to bet whether the Wind Shattering Soul would come from the void.

At this time, Flanders and Liu Erlong, finally arrived at the gate of the academy with a group of teachers.

But those who are stirring up trouble are not quiet, such as Feng Zimu, "The bet has been made. The bet between soul masters is sacred. If my eldest brother were here, would the Titan Clan leader want to cancel the bet or just admit defeat?"

As soon as these words were spoken, no matter what others thought or how bad Tai Tan's expression was, Ning Rongrong's impression of this 'Second Uncle' suddenly changed.

Ning Rongrong naturally understood what Titan and Yan Feng were worried about before.

If what she said was true, if Titan lost, he would not join the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, but the Wind Sword Sect.

But now the whole continent knows that the Fengjian Sect has joined the Spirit Hall.

To round it off, if Titan loses, he will have to join the Spirit Hall!
But just like Feng Zimu said, on Douluo Continent, bets are sacred.

If Titan refuses to fulfill the bet or admits defeat, their Li clan will have no place in the soul master world.

Even though Flanders and Liu Erlong had arrived, they didn't dare to say anything more. If they sided with either side, they would get into trouble.

Feng Yan also realized the problem at this time.

If his father Feng Bailong had not shown up, this matter would have been fine. At most, it would have been Titan who was embarrassed, and Feng Yan could have given him face in return.

But once the Fengjian Sect takes action, this incident will cause a lot of disturbance.

As long as she thought about provoking Bibi Dong and implicating her father, Xiao Wu and the child would be finished, not to mention anything else.

Fengyan didn't want to get involved in this matter, so he made a suggestion.

"How about this, let's change the bet. I won't get involved in this matter, and let Tang San complete the bet. If the Titan Patriarch loses, he can join his Tang Sect."

For the sake of his family, it’s better not to read the rumors that Titan knelt down to Tang San.

When these words were spoken, Feng Bailong opened his mouth in surprise and turned to look at Feng Yan.

Seeing this, Tai Tan hurriedly asked: "He also has a family?"

"He owns a sect called Tang Sect." Feng Yan also looked at Tang San at this time, "Right, Third Brother?"

Seeing his good brother in trouble, Tang San knew something was wrong, so he agreed, "Yes, Tang Sect is my sect."

Tang Sect? Tai Tan searched his mind and could not remember such a sect, let alone a powerful one.

He immediately thought that this should be just a small and unknown sect.

As long as it wasn't about joining the Spirit Hall, Titan nodded without hesitation.

"Ah? You don't want to gamble anymore?" Feng Zimu's face was full of regret as there was no excitement to watch.

Ignoring Feng Zimu, Tai Tan still looked at Feng Bailong, "What does Sect Master Feng mean?"

Taking his eyes away from Feng Yan, Feng Bailong said, "Let's do it this way."

"Okay! It's a deal. If I lose, my son and grandson will join your Tang Sect. If you can't hold on, just step back 20 meters away from me or fall to the ground, and I will stop."

After all, with Yan Feng's participation, even if Titan wins, it will be embarrassing, not to mention the loss of face for Feng Jian Sect and Feng Bailong.

In Titan's opinion, this is almost equivalent to a slap in the face of Sword Demon Douluo, which will not do any good. It is even possible that one day the Sword Demon will strike him with a sword and destroy his family.

"Senior, I'm ready. Do you want to replace the incense stick?"

Tai Tan shook his head, seemingly not caring at all that the incense stick had burned a little during the previous conversation. After signaling Tang San to be careful again, changes began to appear around him.

After they were ready to start, Feng Bailong said to Feng Zimu, "Zimu, protect these children."

"No problem uncle."

Feng Zimu nodded, let go of Feng Yan, and then obediently walked towards Ning Rongrong.

"Little girl, what's your name? Are you my nephew's girlfriend?"

Ning Rongrong also performed a sword salute in a coquettish manner and said, "Hmm. Hello, Second Uncle~ My name is Ning Rongrong."

Feng Zimu also had good eyesight. He felt that Ning Rongrong was not simple at first sight. "Oh? You are very good, little girl. Did my elder brother teach you the swordsmanship?"

"Oh, yes. His Majesty the Sword Demon taught me the Nine Styles of Sword Intent..."

After explaining Feng Zimu, Feng Bailong looked at Feng Yan, "Yan'er, come with me."

When Feng Yan heard this name, his heart skipped a beat.

"father…"

Feng Yan spoke in a very low voice, so no one present would hear him.

Except for Feng Bailong, who has cultivated the Fengjian Sect's ability to hear the wind to the extreme.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.

This was the first time Feng Bailong smiled since arriving.

Feng Bailong brought Feng Yan to Flanders and Liu Erlong and bowed.

"Please take care of this child."

Flanders and Liu Erlong looked at each other, unable to conceal the surprise in their eyes.

"Master Feng, you are too polite. Yan Feng is a student of the academy. This is what we should do." Flanders hurriedly returned the greeting.

Liu Erlong also bowed to this great senior in the soul master world.

After the greetings, Feng Bailong stated his purpose, "I have something to talk to this child about, I wonder if it is okay..."

Flanders said, "Of course, this is human nature."

Feng Bailong nodded to Flanders again, "Then I and this child will take our leave first."

"please."

After saying that, Feng Bailong pointed to his chest, summoned the Wind Sword, and disappeared into the sky with Feng Yan.

After the two left, Liu Erlong finally couldn't help but complain, "Boss Fu, this is the leader of the Lower Four Sects, Senior Feng Bailong Feng... I wouldn't be surprised if I met the Sword Demon one day..."

"Oh my God...what happened today?" Zhao Wuji behind the two of them was also extremely surprised.

"What's wrong with you?" Flanders turned around and looked at Zhao Wuji unhappily, "Is it that serious? We have seen many Titled Douluo recently."

Zhao Wuji nodded, but his expression was still extremely ugly.

"The Title Douluo are too far away. Not to mention Sect Master Feng, the old guy Titan is an extremely terrifying existence. How can I not be surprised that two powerful Soul Douluos have come at once?"

Flanders seemed to suddenly remember something, and patted Flanders' shoulder with a smirk on his face, "You weren't...

"Oh, don't mention it!"

……

Standing behind his father, Feng Yan started to control the wind flow at the same time as his father, and both of them flew steadily.

Although Feng Yan was panicking, he still asked in confusion, "Dad, how did you recognize me?"

After all, Feng Yan did not reveal his true identity in the letter, but when Feng Yan heard his father calling him by his nickname, he understood.

The moment his father saw him for the first time, he recognized him as Feng Yan.

"You've been motherless since you were born. Because of this, I can hear your every breathing rate and heartbeat, even the subtle changes in your internal organs."

There was no emotion in Feng Bailong's words, but Feng Yan found it difficult to breathe.

Because it's too subtle and too difficult.

Even with his previous level of cultivation, it was still difficult for him to recognize a person by voice alone.

Such a thing is only possible with years, even decades, of attention.

"No need to explain anything. You've never given me any worries since you were little, but you just have this problem of being away from home."

"I have never worried about you, because you are much better than me. How can there be any hindrance when a violent storm sweeps across the world? Take care of the sect, I have done my best."

Feng Bailong has never been a talkative person. He is just like the flowing wind, never speaking a word.

So this time, Feng Yan knew that he had already said a lot.

This also explains the doubts that Feng Yan has always had in his mind.

What father doesn’t love his children?
He was just afraid that his abilities were limited and that he would become a burden to Feng Yan, the gifted talent.

But Feng Bailong also needs to take care of the entire Fengjian Sect and protect his home for his children.

It would be fine if it was just Feng Bailong alone, but as father and son fight together, he will stand in front of Feng Yan no matter what.

Just like today, as long as Fengyan asks for help.

Even though his soul power was greatly consumed due to the journey, he stood in front of Titan without any hesitation.

But just like Feng Bailong said, Feng Yan had never asked for help from the sect or his father.

Any trouble caused by rumors was dealt with by himself and his sword.

Because the child was too capable, Feng Bailong had no chance to protect his child from the wind and rain.

It has been too long. Even if a 'Yan Feng' appeared, Feng Bailong just thought that Feng Yan didn't need him as a father.

Until Feng Yan's handwritten letter was delivered to Fengjian Sect by Chen Xin.

After thinking all this through, Feng Yan had nothing else to say. How could he dare to speak to this always silent father?
Perhaps because Feng Yan didn't say anything, Feng Bailong took the initiative to ask, "What's the name of that child?"

When Feng Yan mentioned his daughter, he felt a little ashamed, "I... I haven't named her yet... Dad, why don't you give her a name."

Suffering from his lack of education, Feng Yan subconsciously turned to his father for help.

"How about calling her 'Yu'? Yuyan means wind language. It's a girl's name."

"Yeah, that sounds nice, let's just call it that."

I had no doubt about the rumor, but I was still a little surprised.

Because Feng Bailong almost blurted it out without any thought.

For some reason, Feng Yan blurted out: "'Yan' is also a girl's name, right?"

Feng Bailong also said frankly, "Yes, I once wanted a daughter."

So I look prettier than girls because he wants a girl?
For a moment, Feng Yan's mind was filled with this thought.

...

When we arrived at the Sunset Forest, the branches were already filled with moonlight.

The father and son disappeared, said hello to Dugu Bo, and then came to the cave of the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire.

Fengyu, who had just been named by his grandfather, was playing with Qiuqiu in front of the cave, but he didn't notice Xiaowu.

After listening to the noise, Feng Yan thought Xiao Wu should be practicing in the cave, so he did not disturb her.

"Fengyu~Xiaoyu~Come on, let daddy hug you!"

Feng Yan dodged and picked up Feng Yu, then started kissing his daughter's little pussy fiercely.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Feng Yu seemed to dislike her biological father very much, and she slapped Feng Yan's face several times.

"What happened to the baby?!"

Maybe she was beaten too hard, Xiao Wu seemed to hear the noise and ran out of the cave immediately.

But her steps stopped the moment she saw Feng Bailong, "You... who are you?"

Feng Yan was also startled when he tilted his head, because Feng Bailong had already taken off his blindfold and nodded to Xiao Wu with a smile.

Feng Yan is most relaxed when he is with Xiao Wu, the 100,000-year-old rabbit spirit.

He didn't care about the small slap mark on his face, he jumped in front of Xiao Wu, stuck his butt out and gave her a nudge, "This is my dad, say hello! Call me daddy!"

He looks so much like Feng Yan and is a middle-aged man. Xiao Wu had already guessed this.

But she didn't expect Feng Bailong to come so quickly. Xiao Wu only reacted after Feng Yan reminded her.

"what…"

Xiao Wu's face immediately turned red. She hurriedly tidied up her messy dress, then bowed to Feng Bailong, and then hesitantly said: "Dad... hello... My name is Xiao Wu, Wu as in dance."

"Good boy, there's no need to be so polite." Feng Bailong still smiled.

This made Feng Yan curl his lips.

He rarely saw his father take off his eye patch, let alone see a smile on his face.

"Don't hurt the baby by holding her!" Seeing Feng Yan in a daze, Xiao Wu also took her daughter with a scolding look, "Have you decided on a name for the baby?"

"My father gave me the name Fengyu, the "Yu" in "language"."

"Oh my! You are so stupid!"

Xiao Wu gave Feng Yan a cold look, then carried Feng Yu towards Feng Bailong.

When Feng Bailong took his granddaughter and smiled even more, Xiao Wu said sweetly, "Xiao Wu thanks Dad for naming the child."

"Good good."

Feng Bailong said "good" three times in a row and was so happy that he almost laughed out loud.

"When you held me as a child, you didn't smile..." Feng Yan could only whisper to the side, "You don't mind me not being a girl, do you?"

"What did you say?" Xiao Wu asked puzzledly.

"no!"

Feng Yan will never let anyone know about this!

...

After Feng Bailong enjoyed some family happiness, it was time to say goodbye.

"Yan'er, Zimu is the only one in the sect who has no complaints. I brought him here this time, firstly to prevent him from having conflicts with others in the sect, and secondly to make him your assistant."

"Dad, you can just say that I am not welcomed in the sect, and that guy is the only one willing to speak up for me..."

As he spoke, Feng Yan took out several sword techniques, several mental techniques, as well as the ninth-grade purple ganoderma and the two magical herbs, the black jade bamboo, and gave them to Feng Bailong.

"This immortal herb is good for you, and can help you break through to the Titled Douluo level. You can also take these skills back with you, as this will be my explanation to the sect."

"I'll accept it." Feng Bailong had no doubts and put them all into his space soul guide.

Then, Feng Bailong added: "His Holiness the Pope is very kind to our sect, so there won't be any other variables, don't worry."

"Hiss...that's what makes me worried!" Feng Yan knew that Feng Bailong just wanted to tell him that there was no problem with the sect and Yu'er would be safe.

But when Bibi Dong was mentioned, Feng Yan's heart rose to his throat again.

Avoiding Xiao Wu who was standing aside, Feng Yan pulled Feng Bailong over and carefully asked about his long-standing confusion.

"Dad, do you have that intention towards Bibi Dong?"

(End of this chapter)