Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

After Jiang Feng taught the exercises, the two girls left.

Before leaving, Ye Yaoer specially reminded: "Brother, don't forget about the Lantern Festival tomorrow!"

After the two women left.

Jiang Feng released Jiu'er from the small world, and the pink-haired girl said with a resentful expression: "Master, don't you forget about her?"

Before Jiang Feng could say anything, the shaving fox spotted the white-haired fox on his shoulder.

Jiu'er was not angry, and said in surprise, "Master, where did you bring this little guy?"

"What's wrong? I brought it back from Qingqiu Kingdom."

Who knows.

Jiu'er said solemnly: "Master, if I guessed correctly, what you brought back should be descendants of Bai Chen's blood!"

"Jiu'er, where did you know this?"

"I read all these in ancient books. I am a member of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox Clan, so I would naturally read some books about the Fox Clan."

While talking, Jiu'er hugged the white-haired fox.

Then, she continued: "It is said that once there was a demon fox of Baichen's blood that charmed the emperor of Qingqiu Kingdom."

"After that, the territory of Qingqiu Kingdom was continuously eroded, and now it has become a tiny country."

"Is there such a thing?"

Jiang Feng frowned slightly.

How do you feel where you heard this story?
Jiu'er suddenly asked: "Master, speaking of which, did you name this little guy?"

"Why don't you just call me Xiao Qi?"

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows and said.

The white-haired fox in Jiu'er's arms seemed not interested in the name, and acquiesced to the simple name.

"Master, your name is too perfunctory!"

Jiu'er complained helplessly.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to say something more, Jiu'er suddenly put his arms around his waist and gave him a sweet kiss...

……

Daotian Sword Sect.

On the main peak.

An Xiaoyu leaned on a desk, her soul seemed to float out of her mouth.

She has taken on too much these days!
"Damn it, why did Elder Feng Qingyang retreat and break through!?"

An Xiaoyu raised her heavy eyelids and looked at the various reports on the desk. It was as big as two.

The only thing she is looking forward to now is that Feng Qingyang can end the retreat as soon as possible.

Perhaps the heavens sensed An Xiaoyu's situation, and a savior-like figure walked in from the door.

"Elder Feng, you have finished your retreat!?"

An Xiaoyu wiped her eyes and jumped up on the spot.

Feng Qingyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "My lord, the old man has been in seclusion for three days, so there's no need to be so exaggerated?"

"Necessary! Very necessary!"

An Xiaoyu said with an aggrieved face, "Elder Feng, without you, my suzerain really can't live happily ever after!"

"These days, it's really hard work, Lord Sovereign."

Feng Qingyang stroked his beard and said.

"Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Although it is a festival for ordinary people, the suzerain can also go down the mountain to have fun!"

"Huh? So the Lantern Festival is coming soon?"

An Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.

She remembered that she spent the Lantern Festival with Ji Ziyue in previous years, and now she can celebrate the festival with Jiang Feng!

Think about this.

An Xiaoyu said to Feng Qingyang: "Elder Feng, this suzerain has already handled part of the sect's affairs, and I will leave the rest to you!"

After speaking, An Xiaoyu's figure disappeared immediately.

"Sovereign Lord, it's really been like this all the time!"

Feng Qingyang said with a smile.

"However, during the period of my retreat, the suzerain can handle some affairs, which is considered a good progress."

With that said, he came to the case table and read the report on it.

"It... seems like it hasn't been dealt with yet?"

An Xiaoyu didn't deal with all the sect affairs for three days, which made Feng Qingyang didn't know what to say.

……

the other side.

An Xiaoyu came to Zizhu Peak and appeared outside Jiang Feng's room.

"Uncle Taoist, are you there?"

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened.

Seeing that it was An Xiaoyu, Jiang Feng asked suspiciously, "Xiaoyu, what's the matter for coming to my place so late?"

An Xiaoyu looked at the sky, it was not long after the sun set, it's not too late, right?

However, she didn't care too much.

"Uncle Taoist, tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, that...can you celebrate the festival with me tomorrow?"

Ah this...

Thinking back on his time, it seemed that a few junior sisters had taken up his time, and Jiang Feng didn't know how to answer.

Seeing Jiang Feng's troubled expression, An Xiaoyu said pitifully, "Uncle Taoist, can't you accompany me to celebrate the Lantern Festival?"

"Xiaoyu, when did I say I can't accompany you?"

Jiang Feng suddenly said with a smile.

Although I promised a few junior sisters, I will spend the Lantern Festival with them.

However, he can use his external avatar!
"That's great, Uncle Taoist is so kind to me!"

An Xiaoyu hugged Jiang Feng happily, and kissed him on the cheek.

After sending An Xiaoyu away.

Jiang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then returned to his room, only to see a pink-haired girl lying on the bed looking at him.

……

The next day.

Jiang Feng got up early, first went to see the progress of the two apprentices' practice, and then visited the rooms of several junior sisters.

"I don't know what happened to Ellie?"

Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

Since he brought back the bionic doll girl, Ji Ziyue went out less frequently.

He had reason to suspect that Ji Ziyue was studying Ai Li.

Although Ji Ziyue usually seems unreliable, she has read a lot of books, and her knowledge is definitely at a profound level.

"Let's go and have a look!"

After making a decision in his heart, Jiang Feng quickly came to Ji Ziyue's cave.

"Master, disciple Jiang Feng asks to see you!"

"come in!"

Ji Ziyue's voice soon came from the cave.

After Jiang Feng entered the depths of the cave, he found that Ji Ziyue was actually painting again, and this time the painting style was much more normal.

"Master, is the person in this painting me?"

Jiang Feng asked aloud.

On the drawing board in front of Ji Ziyue was a monk standing on the edge of a cliff.

Just a side face is full of fairy spirit.

"That's right, it's you, my apprentice."

Ji Ziyue didn't deny it, she nodded and said.

The paintings under her hand are ink and wash paintings, and it's hard to know how much effort it took to draw them so vividly.

"The painting is really beautiful!"

Jiang Feng couldn't help admiring.

For a moment, Ji Ziyue didn't know if he was praising her paintings or praising herself in disguise.

"Teacher, you have changed!"

Ji Ziyue said with emotion.

Back then, when she first met Jiang Feng, she was still a young man with clear eyes, but now her thoughts are getting more and more serious.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to say something, Ji Ziyue said to the girl beside her: "Ai Li, help me grind!"

The girl who looks exactly like Ji Ziyue seems to be her little helper.