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

Chapter 4: Being taken away by Qian Renxue, twelve years have passed
Sixteen years old, twelve years old, six years old, looking at his hands that had become small and chubby, Feng Yan knew that his body was getting younger and younger.

Feng Yan seemed to be lucky. Almost at the moment before his body shrank to that of a baby, he crawled out of the Douluo Palace.

At this moment, fate seemed to be on Feng Yan's side. The doors of the Douluo Palace were all open.

Using his last bit of strength, Feng Yan crawled into the Douluo Palace engraved with his title of Sword Demon.

But Feng Yan's luck seemed to have run out. After crawling into the Douluo Palace, he bumped into someone's arms.

It was a blonde girl who had just cried. She looked only about ten years old and still childish, with tear marks on her face that had not yet dried.

After seeing Feng Yan, she was surprised and asked, "Where did this child come from? He's so ugly with his bald head..."

But when she picked up Feng Yan, her expression changed: "Are you poisoned? Which parent is so cruel?!"

Yes, Feng Yan is still in a state of poisoning, and he is almost losing the last bit of his soul power.

Not to mention the lips, eyes, mouth and nose, Feng Yan's entire body's blood vessels were black and purple, so it was natural that she was ugly.

Without hesitation, the girl placed Feng Yan on the ground, with her hands in a praying position, and six golden wings appeared from behind her.

"Don't be afraid, little guy. I will definitely save you." The girl said very seriously.

As a warm soul power was injected into his body, Feng Yan was sure that at this moment he saw a real angel.

The girl's cultivation was not very high. Even though Feng Yan saw that the entire Douluo Palace was shining for her, she could only temporarily suppress the poison in Feng Yan's body.

Fortunately, all this was not useless. The greatest effect was that it restored a lot of Feng Yan's soul power and stopped the process of Feng Yan's rejuvenation. Otherwise, he would still be dead.

After it was all over, the girl sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and picked up Feng Yan to examine him carefully.

"Why don't you cry? Is it still not enough? Sorry little one, I can't heal you right away..."

Feng Yan felt that the girl could empathize with his pain, and she looked so sad.

After placing Feng Yan in the corner of the Douluo Hall, the girl carefully covered him with her coat and then hurriedly stood up.

Before leaving, the girl comforted him, "I'm going to the Elders' Hall to meet that woman. She's the Pope and I can't let her wait too long. She abandoned me because she was irresponsible. Even if I picked you up and you can never be cured, I won't abandon you!"

Just when Feng Yan relaxed his mind and was about to lose consciousness, his eyes widened again.

What the hell? What do you mean the Pope abandoned you?! Are you Bibi Dong's daughter?!
Ah! My life is over!
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Twelve years later, in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

An unsettling colorful mist was emanating from an inconspicuous little house.

"Cough cough..."

As coughs rang out, the short-haired girl in the green dress finally couldn't help but kick open the door.

"Yan Feng! What are you doing again!"

The waist-length silver hair was tied diagonally in front of the chest. If it weren't for the Adam's apple and flat chest as evidence, coupled with the loose clothes, the boy named Yan Feng really was a lazy girl.

His hands were extremely slender, and although not steady enough, he still transferred the liquid in the test tube into a metal container.

The thick fog of various colors emitted from the vessel was the source of all the weirdness in the room.

This kind of thing started many years ago, at least the thin and handsome boy Yan Feng has gotten used to it.

He must have completed the last step. With a gulp, he swallowed the liquid in the metal container in one gulp.

She turned around and took a step forward with her delicate naked feet, which were so beautiful that they didn't seem like something a boy should have.

After rubbing their feet against each other to feel itchy, Yan Feng spread his hands and looked at the girl unhappily.

"Rongrong, I don't ask you to knock on the door, but at least don't kick it, okay? Even if your family is really rich, you can't let your father waste it like this, right?"

Pointing at the fallen door, Yan Feng's words were not as pitiful as his appearance.

The girl in front of me holding a small sword with an expression of "I am the best in the world" is Ning Rongrong, the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

The little girl is twelve years old this year and is becoming more and more pretty.

She didn't say much, but when she poured the tea skillfully, her eyes never left Yan Feng's white ankles. She took the cup of tea handed to her by Ning Rongrong. Yan Feng didn't care about the powder she blatantly sprinkled. He was thirsty and drank the tea in one gulp.

Ning Rongrong was used to seeing this, but she still couldn't believe it. "I say, you really are 'invincible'..."

But this time her pretty face was slightly red, but she didn't know if it was due to the intense exercise or something else.

Rolling his eyes, Yan Feng pointed at his smoking head, looking as if he didn't care at all.

"Don't even mention poison. Even if it's an aphrodisiac, my body won't care. If you can make me react, I'll really thank you."

Ning Rongrong licked her dry lips and did not refute the comment that the car was speeding too fast. She certainly knew Yan Feng's situation.

He just asked back: "What if it's really an aphrodisiac?"

"The unlucky one is not me, but you." Spreading his hands, Yan Feng still looked indifferent.

Ning Rongrong knew that Yan Feng was not talking nonsense.

Although the boy in front of him was very handsome, he was born with congenital defects and was born with a poison.

In order to heal himself, his hobbies in life, besides making medicine, are taking drugs.

But no matter what medicine was taken, Yan Feng's stomach would either disappear without a trace or turn into mist emanating from his head.

Seeing Ning Rongrong quietly stepping back two steps from him, Yan Feng didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, this was normal.

But Ning Rongrong didn't say anything, which was very abnormal, and Yan Feng couldn't help but feel confused.

"By the way, you're not going to come up with any new ideas to mess with me, are you? Let me be frank with you, I won't lend you any medicine!"

This girl is a little witch. She once got some high-concentration laxatives from him and almost blew up the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Sect toilet. Even his own father was not spared.

Yan Feng was also implicated in this incident, and he was ordered to make corrections and was not allowed to make any medicine for a whole year.

So Yan Feng knew that he couldn't avoid the situation after getting a vaccination. Anyway, he was really scared.

"Tsk! Who cares! I just came to inform you, my stinky brother, that your eldest brother, the crown prince, is here to see you again!"

Ning Rongrong stamped her feet and walked out of the house while speaking. Looking at her expression, she seemed extremely disdainful.

"Two men still date at a fixed time every month, it's unlucky to see! You are so pretty, bah! You are wasting my youth!"

Yan Feng took out another teacup and placed it on the left, filling it up together with his own cup.

He didn't care that Ning Rongrong looked sweet but was actually a tough and shrewish woman.

This little witch has just this kind of personality.

Seeing Ning Rongrong walking away, Yan Feng asked as if talking to himself: "Is it really an aphrodisiac?"

After asking, Feng Yan didn't care about anything else and scooped up the clean water in the bucket to wash his extraordinary hands and feet.

But if he hadn't picked his toes, it would have been a beautiful sight.

During this process, an old man with white hair and beard, but a face as delicate as a baby's, appeared out of nowhere in the house.

Then came a vigorous and powerful voice, "It really is."

Shaking off the water droplets on his hands, Yan Feng wiped his feet, which were prettier than those of girls. He then looked up at the old man and said speechlessly, "Chen Xin, aren't you afraid that I will really let her eat you up?"

The old man who appeared out of nowhere was none other than Sword Douluo Chen Xin, but his attitude towards the junior Yan Feng was quite interesting, as if he was treating them as equals and making jokes at will.

"Rongrong is right. It's better than wasting resources like you and the prince~"

Yan Feng was speechless with contempt. He didn't care about his identity at all and retorted on the spot: "As a teacher, you say such misleading words? Aren't you too incompetent as a teacher?"

Speaking of this, Sword Douluo Chen Xin looked aggrieved, "How dare I be your Sword Demon's teacher? You didn't force me..."

(End of this chapter)