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

Chapter 222 Premarital Phobia

"Nine treasures turn out to contain colored glaze, so hurry up!"

The nine-colored precious light and the angel's holy light suddenly collided, and the angel's sword and the "wind sword" also clashed at this moment.

The two sides separated as soon as they fought, both were very restrained. After all, they didn't look like enemies at all.

But the atmosphere became subtle. Seeing that the situation was not good, Golden Crocodile Douluo and Blue Luan Douluo disappeared in the blink of an eye.

They obviously recognized Ning Rongrong and did not want to get involved in Feng Yan's private affairs.

Before Feng Yan could complain about the two old men's lack of martial ethics, Ning Rongrong had already stood between him and Qian Renxue.

As expected, the little witch rolled her eyes as expected, and turned around, pointing the sword at Qian Renxue.

"who are you?"

Qian Renxue completed the condensation of her soul ring. She was in a very good mood. The six wings behind her trembled, and she was about to fly towards Feng Yan and throw herself into his arms like an angel in Qian Renxue's style.

But she was still caught off guard by Ning Rongrong's sudden appearance.

She was stunned. To be precise, she had not thought about facing Ning Rongrong in her current identity.

She used to be Xue Qinghe, so it’s hard to say how much interaction she had with this junior sister.

But among her group of little sisters, the only one Qian Renxue had not communicated with in depth or discussed with in her capacity as the 'legal wife' was Ning Rongrong.

Moreover, Qian Renxue is very experienced. Compared with Zhu Zhuqing, who appeared behind...'Brother Xiaoyan' and was full of resentment, Ning Rongrong is still an innocent girl.

Rongrong actually has such perseverance? !
After realizing this, Qian Renxue's first reaction was to admire Ning Rongrong.

She couldn't resist eating 'Little Brother Yan' in one bite. She felt that she couldn't do it anyway.

But Ning Rongrong did it, and she is already twenty years old, almost the same age as herself ten years ago.

Looking at Qian Renxue's ever-changing expression, Ning Rongrong was simply confused.

It was a very simple question, but she just couldn't answer it.

Putting aside the fact that this person's cultivation is extremely powerful, he is the same age as himself.

Ning Rongrong had never seen a martial spirit with wings and a sharp sword before.

What confused Ning Rongrong the most was the sense of familiarity that this woman brought to her.

How could I have such a feeling when I have never seen it before?

Having cultivated to her current level, Ning Rongrong has great faith in her feelings, which are abilities brought about by various perceptions and strong mental strength.

It was precisely because of her trust in this ability that Ning Rongrong felt even more strange.

Especially the subtle reaction of her companion, Ning Rongrong turned around again and asked: "Zhu Qing, do you know her?"

Rarely, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes also became vague.

Importantly, she did not answer this question right away.

For Zhu Zhuqing, such a reaction was enough to prove that she did know this woman with wings, and Ning Rongrong didn't even need to wait for an answer.

In other words, without your knowledge, Yan Feng had a new girlfriend, and Zhu Zhuqing also knew about it, but they were hiding it from you?

But just when Feng Yan was sweating profusely, Feng Yu's small figure floated from the east with the wind and landed beside Qian Renxue.

She shook her thumb, holding Qiuqiu in her arms, with her little feet bent, as leisurely as if she was lying on a fallen leaf.

The moment she saw Feng Yu, it was like a flash of lightning that flashed through Qian Renxue's mind.

What a cute little girl! Isn't she exactly like Xiaoyan when she was a child? !
Ning Rongrong saw Qian Renxue's eyes widened, and was afraid that she would harm Feng Yu, so she immediately jumped up, came to Feng Yu, rubbed her little head, and asked: "Xiao Yu, why are you here? Where is your mother?"

"Xiaoyu doesn't know where her mother is." Fengyu shook her head decisively.

In fact, Ning Rongrong knew that Xiao Wu was still sleeping in the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire. It was just that after she and Zhu Zhuqing completed the condensation of the soul ring, they sensed the powerful soul power fluctuations in the Sunset Forest and came to take a look.

Coincidentally, 'Yan Feng' was also here, and was flirting with another stranger woman. How could Ning Rongrong possibly tolerate that?
Ning Rongrong asked this only to be on guard against Qian Renxue.

Feng Yu couldn't possibly know the psychological activities between adults, so she just asked in her own way: "Sister, who is this aunt who is good at swordsmanship?"

At this moment, the two adults beside Feng Yu both turned grim-faced.

Feng Yan was really overwhelmed, and hurriedly hugged his daughter into his arms, and explained to Qian Renxue: "Haha, Xiao Wu's 'sword' refers to the sword spirit, not an insult. As for auntie..."

"The one with breasts is an aunt, and the one without breasts is a sister!" Fengyu gave everyone a big smile.

This time, Qian Renxue's eyes became much clearer, and she looked at Ning Rongrong meaningfully.

However, the kid didn't give him any face at all. He stared into Feng Yan's eyes, pouted his lips and asked, "Daddy, is this aunt also your wife?"

"Sister Rongrong, you, Aunt Qingqing, and Aunt Wing are all so lame. Mom said that Xiaoyu needs a younger brother or sister to play with her, and you are not as good as mom!"

Fengyu looked so adorable while pointing and criticizing, but she didn't realize that she had already roasted her old father on the fire.

Qian Renxue couldn't help but come forward and said with a soft smile: "Xiaoyu, right? It's not that Auntie doesn't want your brothers and sisters to play with you, but your father is too weak~"

Ning Rongrong was stabbed in the heart again, and her whole body was emitting black energy.

After all, there had never been any solid relationship between her and Yan Feng.

"Ah…"

"Rong...Rongrong?" Feng Yan asked nervously.

"Yan Feng, we haven't been home for eight years..." Ning Rongrong curled her lips again when she was halfway through her words. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was really not his home.

"Anyway, I'm going back to Qibao City to settle accounts with my father."

Having said that, she stepped on the wind sword and ran away angrily.

Qian Renxue chuckled and shook her head, saying that Ning Rongrong was too young.

If it were her, she would definitely not act on impulse and would definitely fight.

But this time, Qian Renxue really wanted to learn from Ning Rongrong and teach this naughty brother a lesson.

"Xiaoyan, sister is leaving too~ I hope you won't break your promise, otherwise, sister will want to have ten or eight of such a good Xiaoyu~"

As she spoke, Qian Renxue flapped the six wings behind her and rushed straight towards the southern skyline.

"…Who are you dating? It's me? Uh… Zhu Qing?"

Before Feng Yan's lips could raise, Zhu Zhuqing silently put her arms around his waist and leaned on his back, "Thank you."

Maomao was still so gentle, and just two words dispelled Fengyan's embarrassment.

"If you're talking about spirit rings, then there's no need. These are all natural things. I'll be thankful if you don't blame me for giving you a few more sisters."

Zhu Zhuqing rubbed Feng Yan's back gently and shook her head.

"I'm not the Sword Demon, who is naturally ambitious. I'm not Rongrong, who has wild imaginations. I'm not as talented as Sister Xiaoqian."

"If Master Yan hadn't appeared, Zhu Qing would have only dreamed of returning to the Xingluo Imperial Family with Dai Mubai."

"How can I see the magnificent scenery above the clouds at such a young age? How can I dream of obtaining a 100,000-year spirit ring?"

Feng Yan smiled gently and held the back of her hand. "You and Rongrong have been friends for life and death. You have gone through all kinds of hardships to achieve your current success." "Zhu Qing, I just brought you into the sect. Everything from now on is your own achievement. Why do you have to be obsessed?"

"You should thank yourself for not wasting this time."

...

After Qian Renxue and Ning Rongrong both left, Feng Yan felt much more relaxed.

Taking his daughter, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, he headed south.

We walked and played all the way, and returned to Fengjian Sect almost on time.

But when he got close to Fengjian Sect and looked across the river, Feng Yan realized something.

Having your ex-girlfriend as the examiner for an exam, having your ex-girlfriend as the surgeon for a surgery, and having your ex-girlfriend as the host for your wedding are the three greatest tragedies in life.

Although Feng Yan did not have to take the exam, his tragedy was that Ye Lingling was his wife, and Tang Yuehua, who presided over the wedding, was also his wife.

Feng Yan suddenly thought, he would not be beaten to death and then dismembered at the wedding, right?

Feng Yan became more and more frightened the more he thought about it, so he wrapped himself up tightly, leaving only his eyes exposed. He looked nervously at the scene on the opposite side where there were loud drums and gongs and firecrackers.

Looking from afar, the hundred-mile river bank belonging to the Fengjian Sect was almost full of people.

"Yo yo yo ~ Some people are starting to get scared?" Xiao Wu started to sneer on the spot.

"Haven't I explained this many times... This wedding is just a gimmick. If it weren't for the old con man forcing me, would I let the entire Douluo Continent laugh at me?"

Feng Yan still felt that Xiao Wu was angry because she was not the protagonist of the wedding.

"Humph! Do you think I want to be laughed at?" Xiao Wu turned around and hugged Feng Yu, saying to Zhu Zhuqing: "Zhu Qing, let's go home and let him worry alone."

"Goodbye, Dad~"

"No ..."

Amid Feng Yu's cheerful laughter, the three of them crossed the river, leaving Feng Yan on the other side of the river.

This kind of thing is helpless even if it is just rumor.

He changed direction and went back to the upper reaches of the river. He traveled nearly a thousand miles without being discovered and finally returned to his hometown which he had not returned to for many years.

He really has to go home secretly now, because his strength has not recovered to its peak yet, otherwise a casual appearance would be enough, why would he worry about how to prove that he is himself?
The current situation of Fengjian Sect can be described as extravagant and wasteful.

When it comes to inviting forces from all over the continent, my father and the con man did not make any concessions at all.

Not to mention the upper three sects and the lower four sects, even Feng Yan doesn’t recognize the other small sects.

Excluding the river bank, the Fengjian Sect's banquet had already stretched thousands of steps from the sect's main hall to the river bank.

Feng Yan mingled among the crowd, sniffing out various news, until he saw Hu Liena's Golden Generation team by the river.

They seemed to have just arrived and looked exhausted.

Feng Yan followed them stealthily, took out a pot of wine, took a sip from time to time, and listened to the latest news.

"Nana, it doesn't matter if we don't hunt down a suitable spirit ring. After all, time is tight, and a hundred thousand year spirit beast is not something that can be found everywhere."

Xie Yue seemed to be comforting Hu Liena, but she also seemed to be in a depressed state.

"Brother, I'm fine."

"Then why do you look unhappy?" Xie Yue pointed at Yan and other teammates beside him, "Look at them, this is what it's like to see Sword Demon Douluo, right?"

As Xie Yue pointed at him, Feng Yan glanced at the people around him, and sure enough, their faces were flushed and they looked very excited.

"What do you think Sword Demon Douluo would look like?"

"He must be coming on the wind, dominating the whole place!" Yan's expression was extremely exaggerated, as if he had seen such a scene.

"I'm talking about the look, the appearance!"

"It must be exactly the same as the one in Fengping!"

Feng Yan couldn't help but interrupted, "No, buddy, didn't you all see the Sword Demon's Son during the elite competition? Wasn't he like that?"

He had already met them in Wuhun City, so why was he still asking what they looked like?

"The Sword Demon is the Sword Demon, and that Yan Feng is Yan Feng, what do you know?" Yan immediately felt as if his tail was stepped on.

"The Sword Demon is the best in the world, a level 99 peerless Douluo. Can he be the same as that Yan Feng kid?"

Feng Yan was speechless on the spot, especially these guys, who looked like they were going to rush up and beat him up.

"Yan! This is the Fengjian Sect. How dare you act like this in Wuhun City?" Hu Liena immediately stopped her teammates.

Although Yan was still unhappy with Feng Yan, Hu Liena stopped him, "Your Highness, it's not me, it's this masked boy who is too rude!"

"That's right. A masked man in broad daylight must not be a good person, right?" The teammates also stood up for Yan.

But seeing Hu Liena frowned, he didn't dare to do anything more.

After stopping her teammates, Hu Liena looked at Feng Yan and bowed to him, "Senior, it was our fault, please don't blame us."

After saying that, Hu Liena pointed at Feng Yan's mask hesitantly and said, "Your behavior is indeed..."

Hu Liena's cultivation was already quite advanced, but even she couldn't see through Feng Yan's disguise, so she naturally remained cautious.

With such a level of cultivation, if he is not one of the girls who fought with him, then he can only be some senior master.

Hu Liena naturally had to stop her teammates' reckless behavior so that they would not miss the wedding banquet and cause any more trouble.

Feng Yan made up an excuse, "Oh, I have a facial injury that is extremely horrible and ugly, and it makes people sick to look at it. So I am really rude."

"So that's how it is. I was too abrupt."

Since she was a senior master, when the group saw Hu Liena saluting, they also followed suit.

As a result, everyone around looked over and the rumors could no longer be hidden.

Seeing that it was boring, Feng Yan waved his hand and said, "Let's go, have fun, eat and drink well, and have fun."

As he spoke, Feng Yan walked into the crowd and disappeared in just three or two steps.

Along the way, Feng Yan didn't know that Hu Liena was such an acquaintance. In order to avoid being recognized, he still found the right direction, slipped into the inner hall of Fengjian Sect, and found Tang Yuehua who was directing the arrangements in her room.

"Why did you come back just now? The wedding procession will be arriving soon. If you weren't here, why would I be the one to welcome the bride?"

"Uh…"

Tang Yuehua was really anxious, and regardless of etiquette, she pulled Feng Yan away.

"Hurry, the eunuch and His Majesty the Angel are waiting for you, and they need you to be the Sword Demon Douluo again!"

"Ah?" Feng Yan finally panicked when the time came. "What should I do? I just couldn't figure it out and that's why I haven't come back yet."

Tang Yuehua stamped her feet in anger, "Stupid! Why do you think the eunuch and His Majesty the Angel are waiting for you? You just need to play the role of the Sword Demon that the world thinks of you, and then someone else can prove this, isn't that enough?"

"...Is that so? Then I have an idea!"

(End of this chapter)