Chapter 12 Color Head

  A boring farce.

  Feng glanced at the people watching the good show around him for a long time, and lay on the shoulders of Daddy Feng, without moving.

  Don’t think that cultivators are pure-hearted and widowed. They do everything in order to win. They are not inferior to anyone in terms of lip-cannon skills, because failure often means death.

  For this reason, all who can become a powerful person have a heart of stone, otherwise they are afraid that they will be mad.

   "The City Lord's Mansion is becoming more and more unique, Uncle Dai must have taken a lot of thought." Xue Manxing said.

"Back to your Excellency." Before Dai Cheng said anything, the waiter next to him triumphantly said: "Our adults have won the eyes of a master of classical architecture, and it took a lot of effort to complete this kind of artwork. It can be said that the whole Zhilugan can't find anything more magnificent!"

  "You are not allowed to answer indiscriminately." Dai Cheng glared at him, but there was not much blame in his tone, and his expression was somewhat triumphant.

   Immediately, everyone exaggerated at the City Lord’s Mansion, making Dai Cheng laugh without closing his mouth.

  A group of people entered the mansion, the guard robot was still left outside the door, and the personal guards of other guests were treated the same. Everyone was afraid of death, but as the host, Dai Cheng couldn't let the guards with higher force values ​​into the banquet.

  Feng Jiu walked along and saw many people who came to the banquet with their children, but Feng Daddy was still more conspicuous. Apart from his rare blonde hair, he was isolated and out of place.

  Since Xue Manxing's provocation began, almost no one has come to talk to each other, just pointing and pointing in the distance.

  Feng Jiu’s ears are already good, and relying on his divine mind to listen to those undisguised comments, the situation of the Feng family is probably worse than imagined.

Fengtong, the district chief, is nominally the person with the greatest power to support Logan, but in fact, no one takes him seriously. It's just a matter of not leaving the manor. Everyone treats him as a decoration, but you can step out of that door. Later, I don’t know how many people stared at this piece of meat with beast-like eyes, or the kind that they eat after teasing.

  It's not that he doesn't know this situation, otherwise he would not stay out for two years, but there are some things that he has to try even if he is taking risks, otherwise he will inevitably feel uneasy in his heart.

   "I saw A Xuan before, these people are not so arrogant, a group of villains, in the future, the Feng Family’s mechas will not be sold to them."

Feng Tong whispered in Feng Jiu's ear. Feng Jiu paused, realizing that the other party was afraid of being nervous, so she wanted to distract her.

  "Come and introduce everyone, this is Inuzi Xiaoxi."

Dai Cheng’s voice came from behind. Feng Jiu turned his head and saw a little boy who was a little older than her standing beside him. The other party was wearing a carefully cut silver-gray dress with chestnut hair neatly combed in his head. Later, she showed her smooth forehead. She will not be very young next year, but her expressions and deportments are all done well.

   "Little Master is really like the lord of the city."

  The people around who can be called big shots are kind, which is in stark contrast to the ignorance of Feng Jiu.

  Dai Cheng had a smile on his face. Although he didn't say much, he could still see the hidden pride. He was extremely satisfied with his little son.

  Feng Jiu lowered his head, just to meet the little boy's gaze, the latter was taken aback, and then he smiled.

  The child looks good, and he smiles more cleverly. It’s just that the three-year-old child can’t cover Feng Jiu’s eyes anymore, and the other person’s smile cannot reach the bottom of his eyes.

  It seems that the friendliness shown by the city lord is also open to question.

  Feng Jiu glanced at the sunny Feng Daddy, thinking that he came here as a sheep into the tiger’s mouth, and he was going to suffer, so he couldn't help but gently pat his chin with his little hand.

Feng Tong immediately turned her attention back, and subconsciously kissed her little fist, her eyes were sparkling, and she looked more like a lamb to be slaughtered...

Fengjiu went here for the first time after coming here, and it was also the first time to attend a birthday banquet, but he also knows that the general banquet focuses on communication, and the activities held will not be too much, especially the protagonist is a three-year-old baby. .

  So when they saw Dai Cheng’s surprise at home, most of the guests were taken aback.

"This is…"

  Even Xue Manxing frowned.

  What was presented to them at this time was not so much a banquet hall as a fighting arena. The thicker than the arena was surrounded by luxurious stands, or an unprotected fighting arena.

Feng Tong's eyes changed, and Feng Jiu's hands tightened. Before anything else, Xue Manxing laughed out: "Uncle Dai is really in good spirits. I didn't expect us to be able to feast our eyes today."

  While speaking, he glanced at Daddy Feng with intention.

Others also agreed, only Fengtong's expression was not very good, Dai Cheng would actually start a fight at the birthday banquet of the youngest son. Isn't he afraid of leaving a psychological shadow on such a bloody, gory, violent, and forceful performance? ?

As if seeing Fengtong's thoughts, Dai Cheng patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "Atong, you should know that there are many opportunities to see such occasions in Zhilugan. Although I am not happy, I don't want the children. They only understand their living environment when they grow up. It is better to prepare for some things early."

  This is not unreasonable. Fengtong will not refute the actions of others, but it does not mean that he is willing to do the same.

  Feng Jiu stayed in the manor when he was born, and even strangers are rare. When he first comes out, he will see such heavy-mouthed things. It is impossible to say that there is no bad influence at all.

  Father Feng hung his head and touched Fengjiu's head. No one could see his expression clearly.

Dai Cheng had already taken him to his side first, patted his son on the head and smiled: "I know you still don't worry, it's better to let the children be with Xiaoxi. They are about the same age and Xiaoxi will take care of it. his."

Feng Tong glanced at the well-behaved Dai Xi, but did not answer.

   No matter how sensible, the only thing in front of him is a three-year-old baby, or Dai Cheng’s son, not to mention that Feng Jiu has always had some unknown problems.

  Seeing him like this, Dai Cheng did not force it.

  But no one expressly raised objections, the show is still going on.

  He was not the only guest with the child, but they all sat in the usual form, as if this was not much worthy of attention.

  In this way, Zhilugan's way of educating children is also very unique...

  Feng Tong's seat is next to Dai Cheng's. Feng Jiu sits on his lap next to Dai Xi, who looks like a little gentleman.

  The view of the high platform is very good. You can see the entire fighting arena when you look down for a long time. It is a platform recessed on the ground. The periphery of the platform is a dark pit. Only a few ancient suspension bridges connect the entrances and exits of the wall.

  The people who come here obviously have some status, and they are all used to similar occasions. They don't think there is anything, and even their expressions are eager to try.

   "It's boring to look at it this way, how about we do some coloring?"

  The fighting hadn't started yet, Xue Manxing suddenly curled his lips and smiled: "I don't want to picture that. If I win, it will be regarded as a gift to Xiaoxi."

   "What if you lose?" someone immediately asked next to him.

   "Then I can only take a bit more effort." Xue Manxing said indifferently.

  Everyone looked at each other, and they all felt that this method was a bit interesting. All the things were in Dai Cheng's hands, and it was considered to have achieved his goal to please him, so they nodded in agreement.

  Dai Cheng smiled a few times in a good mood, and Dai Xi also politely said: "Then Xiaoxi would like to thank you for your kindness."

   "Then now we will see how to bet the jackpot."

  Xue Manxing smiled unclearly, glanced across Fengtong, and then slowly said: "Since it is Xiaoxi's birthday party, it is interesting to judge the outcome of the fight by talents of the same age..."

  (End of this chapter)