Wen Xuqian went upstairs and was ushered into a room by the baby fish.

This is a somewhat dimly lit tea room, antique. Surrounded by a shelf full of books, teapots, and vases, a screen with paintings of flowers and birds is displayed in the front, and musical instruments such as a zither and flute are placed in front.

Across a tea table, Fengchen sat opposite.

Wen Xuqian sat down and stared at Fengchen's face tightly, his eyes were full of curiosity, as if he wanted to see something from the face of the young man in front of him.

But in the end, he gave up.

"Tomorrow is the time of the gambling fight, Mr. Wen still has the heart to chat with me?"

Although it was a tea room, Fengchen was holding a wine bottle in his hand. He poured two glasses of wine with a smile and pushed one in front of Wen Xuqian, "Have a drink?"

Wen Xuqian looked at the dishes on the table and the wine glass in front of him, and asked, "Do you know I'm coming?"

"No," Fengchen said, "I'm just waiting for you to come." ”

Wen Xuqian was silent for a moment, picked up his wine glass and said, "You have waited." ”

The two touched a cup, Wen Xuqian put down the cup, and asked, "The first question, do you want us to give up gambling and leave Fanyang?"

Fengchen shook his head.

Wen Xuqian laughed and said, "So, the second question, what do you want to do?"

Fengchen poured wine for him and said, "I told Mr. Wen before, perhaps, the Yan family will not be the best choice for the Qing family. You see, isn't that fulfillment?"

"So what?" Wen Xuqian said.

"Maybe our Feng family," Feng Chen put down the flask and said calmly, "You can replace it!"

Although the last time we met, I heard Fengchen express the same meaning, but Wen Xuqian didn't pay attention to it at all.

He even found it a little ridiculous.

But now, when I heard Fengchen's clear and unmistakable words, I don't know why, even if I was mentally prepared, I was shocked.

Feng family, what a big ambition!

Wen Xuqian looked at the wine on the table expressionlessly, nodded and said, "I admit that everything that the Feng family has shown so far has surprised me. And the Yan family also disappointed me a little. But ......"

He raised his head and looked at Fengchen: "A lion, even if it is temporarily weak, or injured, is still a lion. ”

Feng Chen said lightly: "Mr. Wen has such an opinion because you only see our Feng family as a rabbit or some other small animal. But I would suggest that Mr. Wen change his perspective and think of the Feng family as a young dragon. ”

Under Wen Xuqian's surprised gaze, he smiled slightly: "Although this young dragon is still being bullied by lions and is still trapped in a shallow beach like the middle reach, the benefits of investing in it are much greater than investing in a lion." ”

Wen Xuqian couldn't help laughing: "You can really brag about yourself." ”

"I know, no matter what the Feng family thinks now, they can't be linked to any young dragon," Feng Chen smiled, "But it doesn't matter. Mr. Wen doesn't think that it is far more pleasant for the Qing family to stand on the shore and watch it than to take the risk of wading into troubled waters now."

He picked up his wine glass: "Is it a dragon or a worm, Mr. Wen will know if you look at it?"

Wen Xuqian didn't move, but stared at him tightly: "Are you so confident?"

Fengchen nodded, "Of course." ”

Wen Xuqian narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a strange expression: "You should know that it is easy to prove that it is not a worm, but it is not easy to prove that it is a dragon." You mean, if we look down, we can see dragons?"

"Since it's a dragon, you have to have some ability to call the wind and rain," Fengchen nodded and said, "We understand this very well. How powerful the Yan family is, even they, I'm afraid they haven't been put in your eyes, Mr. Wen, if the Feng family doesn't come out with some means, how can it get into your eyes. ”

"For example?" Wen Xuqian playfully picked up his wine glass and turned it in his hand, "Now those strong families outside the city who have been subjected to the 'Fixation Technique'?"

Fengchen smiled and asked, "Mr. Wen can see it?"

"It's just an afterthought," Wen Xuqian said: "Among the midstream families, the powerhouse of the Heavenly Realm is the Dinghai Divine Needle. In the absence of a Heavenly Realm powerhouse, a family is very fragile in the eyes of those who have a heart...... It's like the Mu family. ”

As he spoke, he put down his wine glass, sighed, and said, "Now, these powerful people of the family are locked outside Fanyang City because of mutual suspicion, and I have been sitting here talking to you so much, if I can't be aware, it would be too stupid." ”

Fengchen smiled but did not speak.

Wen Xuqian watched Fengchen raise his head and drink the wine to himself, and suddenly asked, "What's going on in the Star God Temple?"

"It's nothing," Feng Chen said lightly, "They are closer, and they can see it more clearly than you, Mr. Wen." ”

Wen Xuqian groaned slightly. This question was something he couldn't figure out before. It was also one of the main reasons why he decided to come to Fengchen again. Its importance is even higher than the sword of Feng Shangxue and the Jing family's anti-water.

After all, the status of the Star Temple is too special.

Even a royal family like the Qing family, or even a super sect in the upper reaches, could not get the help of the Star God Temple, let alone a midstream family.

It is precisely because of this that the weight of this star curtain is particularly heavy.

Although I don't know what the specific reason is, Fengchen's words may also be pulling the tiger skin and raising his own value.

But the facts can't be ignored after all.

When the starry curtain is opened, it is opened. To say that this is not for the Feng family, it is a bit self-deceptive.

Wen Xuqian pondered for a moment and decided not to dwell on this question anymore, just like Fengchen said, anyway, the Qing family stood on the shore and continued to watch, and they would eventually get the answer.

"Then, the next question," Wen Xuqian said, "no matter what happens to your father or the Feng family, there is a problem that cannot be avoided in this matter now......

He stared at Fengchen's eyes and said, "Tomorrow's gambling fight, how do you pass the level?"

Fengchen laughed.

And at this moment, suddenly, I heard a bang, and an air mass exploded out of thin air on the coffee table, sweeping away the wine and food, splashing everywhere.

It was a sudden. But it was Wen Xuqian who tried it. And the one who slapped him silently was the baby fish behind Fengchen.

Looking at the little boy with a cold face, Wen Xuqian simply raised his hand and smiled bitterly to admit defeat.

"Mr. Wen is really bold," Fengchen was not surprised at all, he just looked at the wasted wine and food with a look of regret, and sighed, "Aren't you afraid that a spark will light this powder keg?"

Wen Xuqian smiled: "Isn't this not lit?"

As he spoke, he asked curiously, "You expected it?"

"I thought it was the heart of a villain and the belly of a gentleman," Fengchen said with a smile, "I didn't expect that Mr. Wen and I were half a catty." ”

Wen Xuqian laughed, but he was secretly amazed in his heart.

Although Fengchen is the same age as the Harumukiko brother and sister, facing him, he feels like facing a little fox, and he has a feeling that he can't see through it at all.

At this time, some of the baby fish's men came in to clean the room and rearrange it with the same food and drink.

"Thankfully, I had an extra one. Fengchen poured wine for Wen Xuqian and said with a smile, "As for how I will pass the test tomorrow, it is still the same sentence as before, Mr. Wen only needs to read it to know." What I say now will be verified tomorrow after all, won't it?"

Wen Xuqian nodded.

"So," Fengchen smiled, "Now, it's time for me to ask Mr. Wen a question." ”

"Good. Wen Xuqian said calmly.

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, would you like to listen to my explanation?" Fengchen asked.

Fengchen doesn't like rain or shine.

For a person who is likely to frame himself and implicate the life and death of the entire family, he will only regard the other party as an enemy.

When it's sunny, rain is the enemy.

It's just that Fengchen knows that now is not the time to retaliate.

He just wanted to make sure now that there was no such obstacle that he couldn't cross between himself and Wen Xuqian, or between the Feng family and the Qing family.

If Qing Shiyu is unwilling to accept his explanation, then Fengchen can't imagine that Qing Zhicang will reconcile with a family that insulted his daughter, let alone cooperate.

Wen Xuqian laughed. He glanced meaningfully at the baby fish behind Feng Chen, who faintly revealed a hint of murderous intent, and said with a smile: "If my answer is that she is unwilling, I guess I won't be able to get out of this door." So ......"

He raised his glass, "Do you think it's necessary for me to come if she doesn't want to?"

Fengchen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, smiled and raised his glass to touch Wen Xuqian.

The two drank, and Fengchen asked, "Then the second question, how much time is left?"

Wen Xuqian was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "You mean ......?"

"I'm asking, how much time is there on the border between the Western Divine Kingdom and the Northern Divine Kingdom?" Fengchen put down his wine glass and asked lightly.

Wen Xuqian's eyes froze. After a long time, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Although I think it's crazy enough that I think so highly of a midstream family, I didn't expect that I still look down on you." ”

"What do you know?" he asked, putting down his glass.

"Now is the time for me to ask questions. Fengchen's smile looked a little hateful.

"Okay. Wen Xuqian said, "The short is one or two years, and the long is three or five years." I'm not sure. Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

"No," Fengchen said, raising his glass, "If there is anything to say, maybe it will be more appropriate to talk about it in a few days." ”

Wen Xuqian was silent for a moment and raised his glass.

Two of them touch!

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