One person: Second-hand summer grass helps me practice

Feng Zhenghao watched his son being treated by Qin Shiyue.

His face turned a little strange.

What's this? A slap in the face and a sweet date?

Feng Xingtong had just performed the Lion's Roar Technique when he was suddenly shocked by the Lion's Roar Technique. Not only was his body injured, but his mind and soul were also a little unstable.

That's why he was in such a dazed state just now.

Even so, he knew everything that happened, but he just couldn't control his body.

Now that his body had been healed by the powerful vitality of the rejuvenation technique, his spirit and soul had naturally returned to its place.

"Master Baozheng, I haven't offended you, what are you doing?"

Feng Xingtong looked at Qin Shiyue beside him and spoke with a sad face.

He was really depressed. He originally thought that he could get help from a powerful spirit through Deng Youfu, but now, not only did he get nothing, he was also injured.

Even if it is cured, the feeling of being in an unstable state of mind is not pleasant.

In other words, Feng Xingtong was emotionally stable. If it were someone else, they would have fought to the death with Qin Shiyue by now.

"Amitabha, Donor Feng Xingtong, please forgive others when you can. Donor Deng Youfu has already lost, so why do you have to rob the immortals who have been worshipped by others for generations? Luotian Dajiao is just a competition, so stop when you are satisfied."

Qin Shiyue chanted a Buddhist name, and imitated Master Jiekong, speaking with a compassionate look.

Feng Xingtong couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard that. He said speechlessly, "Master, have you forgotten about the people of Tie Maliu? You didn't stop there."

"Donor Feng Xingtong, we are talking about you now, why do you have to involve me? Our situations are different. Those people really want to kill me."

"Master, you know how to be double-standard. I never thought of stealing the immortals. I just want to use the power of the immortals to smoothly pass the Luotian Grand Ceremony. When the Luotian Grand Ceremony is over, I will naturally return the immortals."

Feng Xingtong's face was full of resentment, and he was really about to vomit blood out of depression.

"Oh! Benefactor, why didn't you tell me earlier? Look! This is a misunderstanding. I was reckless. I'm so sorry."

Qin Shiyue pretended to be extremely annoyed and kept shaking his head and sighing.

"What the hell am I talking about! You came up and roared like a lion, so you gave me a chance to speak!"

Feng Xingtong still looked full of resentment.

"How about this, Benefactor Feng Xingtong, this matter is indeed my fault, how about I owe you a favor."

Qin Shiyue patted Feng Xingtong's shoulder with a smile and spoke.

Upon hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in Feng Xingtong's eyes. The monk in front of him was no simple person. Not only did he have a profound background, but his strength was also unfathomable.

Using a temporary spirit to exchange for his favor doesn't seem like a bad deal!

Feng Xingtong looks simple, but she is also a master of both white and black.

After all, he is Feng Zhenghao's biological son. Like father, like son. With such a father, how could Feng Xingtong be a naive little boy?

"Okay, then Master Baozheng, you have to help me if I need anything in the future. We must keep our word."

Feng Xingtong smiled again, and the resentful look on her face just now disappeared instantly.

"Amitabha, monks do not lie."

Qin Shiyue chanted a Buddhist name and nodded to Feng Xingtong.

But that being said, how to repay this favor depends on Qin Shiyue's mood. It won't be a loss at all.

Besides, Qin Shiyue was also happy to be on good terms with the Feng family. After all, Feng Zhenghao was a generous and wealthy man. But from this point of view, Qin Shiyue felt that Feng Zhenghao was worth making friends with!

Moreover, with Master Jiekong and his own strength, he was not afraid that Feng Zhenghao would sell him out.

When Rong Shan saw this scene, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. No matter whether it was Deng Youfu, Feng Xingtong or Qin Shiyue, there was one of the Ten Boss standing behind them.

Either way it's trouble.

Now the three of them have resolved the issue peacefully, and Longhu Mountain has had a lot less trouble.

Qin Shiyue left the scene first, and the little fire god quickly followed.

"Master Baozheng, could you please tell me in advance next time? I'm still feeling dizzy now."

The little Vulcan rubbed his temple and spoke with a bit of complaint.

"It was an accident. I just acted on impulse. Next time I will definitely tell you in advance."

Qin Shiyue spoke perfunctorily.

The Little Vulcan didn't care and turned to discuss the next opponent with Qin Shiyue.

Feng Xingtong returned to his father and sister with a faint smile on his face, obviously in a good mood.

"You're being bullied, yet you're still smiling! You idiot! Are you out of your mind?"

Seeing her brother's appearance, Feng Shayan spoke with some regret.

"Oh, sister, don't be angry. It's not a loss. Monk Baozheng said that he owes me one. With this favor, it's totally worth it. I can even make a small profit."

"Besides, I'm fine. Monk Baozheng has so many tricks. I didn't expect he has a healing technique. In just a short while, my injuries were all healed."

Feng Xingtong spoke with a happy look on her face.

Feng Shayan was so angry when she saw how worthless her brother was that she almost vomited blood. She felt that her attempt to fight Qin Shiyue just now was a joke.

"Not bad, Xingtong, this result is very good."

Feng Zhenghao smiled and nodded to Feng Xingtong, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

He had similar ideas to Feng Xingtong. This time, his family had made a profit. Moreover, his thinking was much more far-reaching than Feng Xingtong's.

Feng Zhenghao even had some ideas about how to make use of this favor.

Feng Shayan looked at her father and brother, and felt even more depressed. She gritted her teeth secretly, thinking that her father and brother could let it go, but she couldn't!

Feng Shayan had always been dissatisfied with Qin Shiyue, and now after this incident, she couldn't wait to have a fight with Qin Shiyue!

If she doesn’t beat that bald guy till his head is covered with bruises, she won’t be named Feng!

Feng Shayan thought fiercely, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly, as if she had already seen the scene of Qin Shiyue begging for mercy in front of her.

......

Qin Shiyue didn't know that he had been tricked by Feng Shayan. He followed Xiao Vulcan and headed to the venue of the next game.

At this moment, an uninvited guest blocked Qin Shiyue's way.

Wang Ai’s grandson, Wang Bing!