When she saw her father again, Qian Renxue had mixed feelings in her heart.
After just one month of not seeing each other, Qian Xunji's appearance became more mature, revealing his own sense of confidence and becoming mature and steady.
Qian Renxue thought to herself that she had changed a lot in the past month.
After being taught by her grandparents, she learned many things in the soul master world, but she also lost her innocence and liveliness. At this time, Qian Renxue was becoming more and more calm, and her mental age was not that of a six-year-old child.
"Father."
Qian Renxue said softly, her clear purple eyes reflecting Qian Xunji's figure.
Qian Xunji wore a crown and had a calm face, looking particularly serious. But when he looked at Qian Renxue, his eyes became gentle and loving.
"Xiao Xue."
"Your soul power fluctuations don't look like those of a twenty-level soul master."
Qian Xunji looked at Qian Renxue in slight surprise.
"Yes, father was right."
Qian Renxue nodded subconsciously and said softly, "My soul power level has reached level 29."
"It's just one step away from reaching Soul Master."
"Then why not speed up the cultivation of soul power?"
"Grandpa said, we must stabilize our foundation and don't let me practice too fast."
Gu Yaochen looked at Feng Mian in disbelief. Why didn't he know that Lao Lu had such a big daughter?
According to his age, Lao Lu already has a baby when he is seven years old.
Feng Mian was also stunned on the chair. Xu Lang only told her to go back to a certain place, saying that everything had been arranged for her, and when she got there, someone would naturally tell her what to do. He didn't say to change her guardian.
not to mention! She is already seventeen and will no longer need a guardian.
When Feng Mian and Lu Zhaoyan met again, their expressions were a little indescribable.
"You said earlier that you were her guardian, why do you have to go around in such a big circle." Gu Yaochen complained from the side. Didn't this delay him from getting off work?
At this time, Lu Zhaoyan had taken off his suit jacket and was sitting on the sofa wearing a white shirt. His cuffs were slightly rolled up, revealing a stretch of white wrist.
"Xu Lang told me about your arrival some time ago. A room has been prepared for you on the second floor. If there is anything you haven't prepared, you can tell me and I will ask someone to prepare it, or you can tell Mother Chen directly. "
Lu Zhaoyan's voice is low and slow, like a cello in an opera house, and it can't help but make people relax.
Feng Mian nodded and looked at the surrounding environment without trace. It was a typical modern style. The background was mainly dark gray, which was a bit depressing. However, the placement of some items was very particular. At first glance, it seemed that they had been specially ordered to be seen. , Sure enough, the richer a person is, the more things he considers.
"Why did you stab me with a wooden sword just now?" Feng Mian was just thinking about it when Lu Zhaoyan suddenly asked in a deep voice.
Feng Mian's heart skipped a beat, but he still didn't escape.
The gentleman in the fish tank opened his mouth and blew bubbles, flicking his tail in front of the glass. His eyes seemed to be observing the new arrival Feng Mian.
"Actually..." Feng Mian's mind raced quickly, and then he came up with a countermeasure. He looked at Lu Zhaoyan with a smile: "Actually, I have practiced martial arts since I was a child. At that time, I was reviewing the martial arts I had just learned some time ago. I didn't expect that there was someone over there, and I almost accidentally injured him. you."
After saying that, he laughed twice, then felt that he looked too silly, so he put his smile back again.
Lu Zhaoyan frowned after hearing this and looked at Feng Mian's clothes. He wore an orange and white horizontal striped loose short-sleeved shirt with a pair of off-white casual pants. It was very popular. Feng Mian's appearance was cat-like and lazy. It's a little bit sweeter.
It seems harmless, but there is always a hint of calculation hidden in his eyes.
Lu Zhaoyan knew that she would not tell the truth. He stood up without asking and said, "It's very late. Let Mother Chen take you up to rest."
Feng Mian let out a long breath and followed Mother Chen upstairs. The room was decorated in warm colors, and the bedding was off-white, with many cartoon cow patterns printed on it.
Feng Mian raised her eyebrows, she was... quite satisfied.
At least it's not as cold and depressing as the living room.
Feng Mian washed up, took out everything from the canvas bag with wet hair, and the retro compass lay quietly on the bed - pretending to be dead.
Feng Mian took the mahogany sword and knocked it: "Don't pretend to be dead, get up quickly."
Compass remained motionless, Feng Mian's eyes widened, and he raised his sword to hit it. Compass sensed something was wrong, stood up like a carp, and rolled to the bed.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me. I made a mistake and I will show you the way in the future." A child's voice actually sounded from the silent compass.
Feng Mian came to the imperial capital and was unfamiliar with the place. She wanted to find the address Xu Lang gave her, but Luo Panfei said it was nearby, so there was no need to take a taxi. He took her around several detours but couldn't find it.
Just when Feng Mian was about to take a taxi, she suddenly realized that the ghost she was looking for was nearby. However, the compass was useless. The needle kept swinging on it but there was no specific direction, so Feng Mian waited until night.
Thinking of this, Feng Mian became even more angry. As soon as he stretched out the compass, he felt a suction force sucking him up. Then his body became smaller and smaller. Finally, when it was only the size of a dial, Feng Mian merged with the dial on his wrist. .
Feng Mian poked his dial vigorously to feel relieved.
Thinking of his still wet hair, he was too lazy to pick up the hair dryer. With a slight movement of his wrist, a complex pattern appeared in the air following Feng Mian's movements. Then he swiped his jade hand and the rune pattern disappeared, and his wet hair instantly became smooth.
This is a quick-drying charm, specially made by Feng Mian for lazy cancer patients like himself.
Feng Mian lay on the bed, a ray of cold moonlight crept in through the gap in the curtains, and leaned against the corner of the wall.
Feng Mian blinked and sighed.
She has been learning magic from Xu Lang since she was nine years old. She was not supposed to live this long. Her survival in the past eight years was all due to the deal she made with the underworld.
If you catch a ghost on the underworld's wanted list, the King of Hell will extend her life for one year.
It's just that the ghost on the wanted list is so easy to catch? Those were big ghosts, and it took her eight years to catch nine.
Feng Mian turned over and covered his head with the quilt. His voice came from the quilt: "When will my wish of living a long life come true?"
Feng Mian likes to stay in bed when sleeping, but thinking that it was his first day here and to give the host a good impression, he got up from the bed at seven o'clock. After washing up, he found that Lu Zhaoyan was already sitting at the dining table eating.
"Good morning." Feng Mian greeted Lu Zhaoyan, who was drinking soy milk and didn't respond.
Feng Mian: "..." It's just... embarrassing.
"Miss Feng, do you drink milk, soy milk, or something else? The husband was afraid that you wouldn't be used to it, so he asked me to make some of everything." Mother Chen on the side spoke.
"Just soy milk, add more sugar." After thinking about it, he finally added: "Don't call me Miss Feng, just call me Feng Mian or Xiao Mian."
She was really not used to the sudden change from Mianzi to Miss Feng.
