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

Chapter 6 Fried noodles, hope for detoxification lies outside
Tiandou City, inside the Prince's Mansion.

It is not surprising that the crown prince has a secret room, and Feng Yan certainly knows the existence of this place.

When he lay there with lifeless eyes and his body covered in blood, Feng Yan couldn't help but wonder, are these mother and daughter actually of the same temperament?

Everything was over. Qian Renxue, who had finally calmed down, lay on Feng Yan and cried.

She explained in a wronged and flustered manner: "Xiaoyan, I'm sorry... It's my fault. But... but you look too much like that person! I just couldn't control myself and provoked..."

Looking at his former portraits everywhere in the secret room, combined with the name Qian Renxue gave him, how could Feng Yan not understand who that person was?
Putting on a vest and passively recruiting fans is outrageous no matter how you think about it, but there is no better way to deal with it even if the rumor breaks out.

It was just a fleeting romance at the time, and there was nothing much to say about it, but Qian Renxue took the responsibility too seriously.

"Don't worry! Just like I found you, I will be responsible for you! When everything is over, I will marry you..."

If you suppress something too deeply, it will always explode. The price of being impulsive after losing your mind is the pain after you regain your composure.

In Qian Renxue's eyes, Yan Feng was ultimately just a child she picked up.

No matter how similar they look, Yan Feng is not the Jue Dian Shang. She wants to pursue the prodigal Feng Yan.

Feng Yan sighed softly. Originally, he didn't want to say it, but in order not to embarrass Qian Renxue, he told the truth.

"It was Rongrong who gave me the aphrodisiac. You know, she just likes to play these kinds of pranks. Let's just pretend nothing happened."

Feng Yan wanted to tell Qian Renxue that you have been poisoned, and it is not your own initiative, so don't take it too seriously.

Although this shining little angel is getting darker and darker, she is acting like her mother.

But Feng Yan was still grateful for her kindness in saving him, and almost always responded to her requests, for example, she liked being a sister.

But as long as Bibi Dong's poison is not eliminated, Feng Yan's life will not last long.

Maybe killing Bibi Dong would be the solution to the problem.

In fact, not to mention that he couldn't do it because of Qian Renxue, even if he really wanted to kill her, Bibi Dong, who had obtained all of Feng Yan's cultivation, was probably the new number one in the world. Who could defeat her?
So Feng Yan is just hiding now, making potions all day, trying to fight poison with poison, keeping some hope of recovery.

I hope that Qian Renxue can one day break through level 100 before Bibi Dong, and help Feng Yan completely eliminate the poison left by Bibi Dong.

But how many years will it take for this to happen? There is no guarantee that the rumor will suddenly stop being true one day.

So no matter what Qian Renxue said about whether to get married or not, Feng Yan thought there was no need to discuss it at all.

It was a rare time in his life when he had the idea of ​​turning over a new leaf: Should I let her be a widow like her mother and live for me?

However, after Qian Renxue was silent for a moment, her words made Feng Yan feel that he was wasting his feelings.

"It's okay, Xiaoyan. Ever since I felt that you resembled that person, I didn't want to do such bad things once or twice. I was just waiting for you to grow up. This time, it's all thanks to Rongrong for helping me!"

The little angel's voice was so gentle that it immediately touched Feng Yan's heart.

"Okay, okay! Let's play it this way, eh?" His eyes at this moment regained the sharpness that Feng Yan once had.

Since you’ve said that, Feng Yan won’t be polite!
The invincible Feng Yan picked up his spear and mounted his horse to break into the enemy camp, killing the enemy Qian Ren Xue Ren and knocking him off his horse.

"Oh... Xiaoyan, can you handle this rush? Will you get tired? Or should I do it?"

It's no wonder that Qian Renxue was aimless and even provoked Feng Yan. How could Feng Yan tolerate this?
Soon, the invincible Feng Yan was so tired that he lost consciousness and even foamed at the mouth.

The poison was too severe and I was powerless, so I couldn't fight back at all!
"Xiaoyan!" Qian Renxue exclaimed and hurriedly transferred soul power to Feng Yan.

In other words, the angel soul power has a miraculous effect on the toxins in Feng Yan's body. Today is the day every month that Qian Renxue regularly detoxifies Feng Yan, so it can be said that she kills two birds with one stone.

...

When Feng Yan woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

It is such a wonderful thing to see a beautiful girl when you wake up!
If she wasn't waving a sharpened sword around your head.

Feng Yan saw Ning Rongrong's little face at a glance. Looking at her twisted expression, he wondered who owed her eight million.

The only use of this little witch is to tell Feng Yan that he has returned to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

"You go with Xue Qinghe for treatment every month, and you ended up in a coma?" After feeling the condition of his body, Feng Yan felt more confident in what he said, and even felt good.

Feng Yan propped himself up and said, "Isn't this a good treatment? I even got a level up."

Perhaps because she was too anxious, Feng Yan guessed that Qian Renxue should have transferred almost all of her soul power to him.

Feng Yan's body was like a frozen water pipe. The poison left by Bibi Dong blocked his growth and even the circulation of his meridians.

As the poison dissolves, Feng Yan's cultivation level will naturally improve.

Now Feng Yan felt more relaxed than ever before, and his soul power was running smoothly, which gave him some hope.

"Hey...really?" For a moment, Ning Rongrong's hand holding her beloved little sword froze.

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but become more and more surprised as she carefully looked at Feng Yan who climbed out of the bed and jumped up and down.

"You look weak, but now you are only one level lower than this genius."

"You are level 26, and I am level 25. Genius?" Pointing at Ning Rongrong and then at himself, Feng Yan couldn't understand where this term of genius came from.

The little angel hiding in Tiandou City has already become a Soul Sect member and is almost a Soul King at this age. This is what you call a genius.

Ning Rongrong's train of thought wasn't on this topic, and she had an expression that said "Are you stupid?" Feng Yan didn't want to dwell on it anymore.

"Forget it. The doctor found by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is naturally above standard." After secretly praising the little angel, Feng Yan habitually came to his laboratory table.

Seeing Feng Yan like this, Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes, put her beloved little sword back into the scabbard, picked up Feng Yan and pulled him out of the house.

"Stop fiddling with your potion! Come with me!"

Feng Yan was completely clueless. He didn't know what this little witch was going to do, so he subconsciously asked, "No... where are you going? To see your father?"

Feng Yan, who was so weak that he couldn't even defeat Ning Rongrong under normal circumstances, could only be dragged out of the door.

After kicking the door of Feng Yan's room again, Ning Rongrong raised her little head and said excitedly: "The southern border of the empire! Soto City! Shrek!"

...

After Ning Rongrong returned to nature, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect seemed to be in turmoil.

"Feng Zhi, is there any father like you? You tricked your daughter into running away from home? That Shrek Academy, it's not even on the Feng Ping rankings, right?"

Bone Douluo Gu Rong has an extremely large skeleton, and he looks very oppressive when standing in front of Ning Fengzhi.

Sitting in the middle of the hall, Ning Fengzhi did not directly answer Gu Rong's question. Instead, he held his forehead and said helplessly, "It's good for this little ancestor to go out and hone her skills, otherwise the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will be overthrown by her."

"Hiss...what you said does make some sense..." Stroking his few beards, Gu Rong actually agreed with Ning Fengzhi's words.

"No! What's the point! Forget it, I can't argue with you." Gu Rong quickly gave up thinking and shouted in one direction: "Swordsman, say something!"

The Sword Douluo Chen Xin who suddenly appeared spread his hands and said, "I think it's okay. Anyway, Xiaoyan is watching. After all, he is ranked third in the "Feng Ping" medicine article. If the medicine doesn't kill him, there won't be any trouble."

"Yes, and there's also that sick disciple! Fengzhi, we can't let the two of them stay outside!" Gu Rong finally found a reason after clapping his hands, and grabbed Ning Fengzhi's shoulders and shook them hard.

"Gu wuwu...Uncle Gu!" Ning Fengzhi finally got Gu Rong to stop swaying, and then he began to explain.

"I asked Qinghe, and Xiaoyan's poison was well suppressed this time. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be fine for another half a year."

When talking about Feng Yan, the expressions on their faces were not very good.

"That child won't see any hope if he stays in the sect. It's better for him to go out for a walk. Maybe he will encounter some adventures."

Ning Fengzhi sighed at the end, "Alas... If we can't find a way to detoxify this child, I'm afraid the child will die before he reaches adulthood."

"Come to think of it, is he really not Feng Yan's son? They look too much like him." Gu Rong always had this question.

"His martial spirit is the element of wind, not the wind sword."

Due to the agreement with Feng Yan, Chen Xin finally spoke.

(End of this chapter)