Wind home.

After Feng Zhentian returned from the imperial city, he immediately called Feng Linger to the main hall.

"Daddy, people have just returned from Nanxuan. Where are you going to call Linger again?" Feng Linger was still worried about the days when he was trapped in the bamboo forest of Di Fuyao. At this time, he said nothing. Running around.

"Linger, my silly daughter, your good day is coming soon!" Feng Zhentian said cheerfully.

Feng Linger frowned, wondering what his dad was happy about.

Instead, Feng Feiyu responded quickly and asked, "Father, is the ghost emperor finally promised to be a draft girl?"

"Good!" Feng Zhentian glanced admiringly at Feiyu.

"Ghost Emperor ..." Feng Linger remembered his brother's description of the world's first beautiful emperor, and his face was covered with a red cloud, and he asked slightly coyly, "Daddy, when is the draft girl scheduled?"

"Just in these days, this matter must be done as soon as possible, lest the wayward master do not know when he changed his attention again." Feng Zhentian laughed heartily, "I waited so long for Feng Zhentian, finally Persuaded the emperor draft girl! "

"Linger, starting today, you must learn etiquette in the palace at home, and be watched by the emperor as soon as possible. When you become the mother of a country in our northern brake, no one dares to look down upon our family!"

The words of Fengzhentian's spirits made Feng Linger look forward to the day of the draft.

"Then I am an elder brother, here is my early wish for the young girl to be named the Queen of the North Brake!" Feng Feiyu laughed.

Feng Linger flushed with a pretty face, and embarrassedly covered her face, "Brother!"

"Feiyu." Feng Zhentian squinted at his son.

Feng Feiyu only felt a sense of danger. He quickly covered his head, took a step back, and sneered, "Father, you have something to say, don't look at me with that terrible look. I know I didn't shoot this time. It was his son who was wrong about Shengji Dan ... "

"Your boy knows what you did wrong?" Feng Zhentian didn't get angry when he thought about this. "You said you, the gold coins are enough for you. You stupid boy took the gold coins to take a break Sword, how can you tell Dad how you are doing? The ancestor was waiting for Shengji Dan to recover the new limb, but you messed it up! "

"Dad, but I'm very happy to see my ancestors come back. I'm not half disappointed." Feng Linger interjected.

Feng Zhentian glared at the brothers and sisters with annoyance, "Linger, you are going to learn etiquette. Feiyu, you did something wrong, and you were trapped with Linger. You deserve to be punished. You should go to the temple and punish yourself. ! "

Feng Feiyu drew his head, not to mention how much he hated Yaoqing.

If it wasn't for her intentional malicious bidding, he wouldn't have brain pumped up to compete with her for the Fenfeng Sword. As a result, Shengji Dan failed, and she was trapped in the fog for several days.

This shame made his lungs ache as soon as he remembered it.

"Zhentian, since the two children have already returned, don't punish them." Suddenly, an old and hearty voice came over, and I saw the wind ancestor walked into the main hall with a spirit, and there was nothing on the old face for a long time Smile.

Seeing the three of them tremble in their hearts.

"Grandpa, have you encountered any good things?" Feng Linger ran over and asked sweetly.

"It's still my little Linger who is smart, and guesses right away!" Feng ancestor said, backhanded.

I saw the dark Rakshasa sword.

"This is it?" Feng Zhentian froze.

Feng Feiyu's eyes were almost straight, "Old man, isn't this sword demon's, why is it here with you?"

"Hum, that stinky girl doesn't know how to lift, I have already knocked her down through the Tianhe River, presumably the bones are gone. This knife is the old man's trophy!" Feng ancestor proudly took the Rakshasa knife and tried Some time.

Xunzheng's fierce wind blade shot out from the Rakshasa sword, leaving a few deep scars on the wall instantly.

The three were stunned!

"Wow! Grandpa, this sword is too powerful!" Feng Linger exclaimed.

"That's nature. It's a magical weapon that can hold the power of any element." Wind ancestor proudly said.

Feng Linger started to grab, "Grandpa, let Linger play!"

She had just grabbed her hand, and suddenly it seemed as if she had gotten a heavy weight. She did not hold it securely, and the Rakshasa fell suddenly on the ground.

"This, why is this?" Feng Feiyu looked dumbfounded.

"Should there be no war spirit guard in this artifact?" Feng Zhentian was well informed and said sharply.

The ancestor of the wind nodded proudly. "There is indeed a war spirit guard. Unless the sword holder can attach to its conditions, it will not be able to take up any strength. To urge this knife, otherwise, it would be very difficult to pick it up like Xiao Linger. "

"Isn't that the better you can control this knife?" Feng Feiyu frowned. "No, Yao Qing is at most a fifth-tier warrior. How could she handle this knife?"

Speaking of Feng's ancestor, he glanced a little darker, then sneered: "It's very simple, this knife recognizes the stinky girl as the master."

"Since it is a weapon to recognize the Lord, ancestor, how can you drive the real strength of this knife?"

"Although the war spirit recognizes the Lord, the master is dead. Even if the war spirit does not recognize the ancestor, the ancestor can still use it, but he can only control the power of this knife by less than half."

The ancestor of the wind sighed, and one day, he will surely let the fighting spirit in Luosha sword, willingly cut his master!

"Less than half can be so powerful, if the full force of this knife is exerted, it must be against the sky." Feng Feiyu was suddenly jealous of the demon Qing.

This stinky girl is not only a genius for refining medicine, but also has such a good magic weapon around her.

Knowing that when he was in the Twilight Forest, he should have tried every means to grab the knife.

Well now, fell into the hands of the ancestor, can only watch and envy.

"By Zhentian, I just heard you say that the ghost emperor finally wants to drive, is he going to draft a girl, right?" Feng ancestor asked with narrowed eyes.

Feng Zhentian nodded, "Yes, at the Dachao meeting, I have joined the ministers to persuade the emperor to select the draft girl, and the emperor has agreed, and I will leave the draft girl to me."

"Our Feng family has been loyal to Beicha for many years. If Linger is sent to the palace, the ghost emperor will have to seal our position as a queen." Feng ancestor hummed, and touched Feng Linger's small head. , "Xiao Linger, do you want to be a Beisha ghost?"

Feng Linger nodded shyly, "I heard that the emperor has a beautiful face, and there are rumors in the world. When I saw the ghost emperor mistakenly for life, I don't know if the emperor would like a woman like me."

She was a little girl's shameless look, and outsiders knew that she was moved.

Feng Zhentian laughed loudly, "Linger, as long as you stick to this heart, it will become a queen, and Dad will naturally get through all the obstacles for you."