The study of the Nan family was cleaned very clean, and the gorgeous layout finally had a bit of the grandeur of the wealthy family back then.

Nan Ling is a handsome middle-aged man, but the center of his eyebrows may have left deep traces due to long-term frowning, and there is always a deep depression condensed in it, which cannot be diluted by time, but can only be deepened.

He and Feng Qinglang sat on the ebony sofa, he concocted jasmine tea with his own hands, and talked with Feng Qinglang enthusiastically.

Feng Qinglang naturally had a good impression of this person, in addition to the shocking magic pattern painting downstairs, but also because the other party only talked about the customs and anecdotes, regardless of his background.

Finally, it was Feng Qinglang who got to the point first: "Your Excellency Nan Ling, I heard that you have some ancient magic weapons here, which can change a person's appearance after wearing......"

He saw Nan Ling put the teacup on the tea set, but he was silent, so he said again: "I have encountered some trouble, if it weren't for Dongfang Pei's relationship, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to show you my true face, I need your help! In order to repay you, I can help you complete some things, I still have some ability." ”

Nan Ling finally said: "Feng Qinglang Xiaoyou, if it was the past, facing Dongfang Pei, I should hand over the things you need to you without saying a word." But now ......"

Liang Haode's upbringing seemed to make him unspeakable, he stood up, his steps were a little difficult, but he still moved to the side of the desk, and took a file from the thick stack of papers, and when he came back, the file was already in front of Feng Qinglang.

The cover of the archive is: Mingguang Academy Information Encyclopedia.

Feng Qinglang looked at Shang Nanling, the other party's eyes were full of expectations, Feng Qinglang had no choice but to open the information and start reading.

Nan Ling said slowly on the side: "I have an unsuccessful son, named Nanxing Soul, who has little contact with the outside world, and has always been unaware of the height of the sky, and unconsciously, he has reached the age of entering school, but with the current situation of the family, I really can't educate him too much......"

He seemed to be talking to Feng Qinglang, and he seemed to be muttering to himself.

Feng Qinglang finally frowned slightly, he somewhat understood what Nan Ling meant, the young master of the Nan family needs a bodyguard, but if he wants to blend into that Mingguang Academy, it is not easy, he needs someone to escort him all the way, there are really not many young and powerful bodyguards, and he seems to be exactly such a person.

Nan Ling was still saying: "As long as there is a reliable person by his side and spend a period of time, three years, no, no, even if it is only two years, I believe that he will be able to stand on his own feet and improve himself in the academy, and in the end, even if he can't revitalize the family, at least he can become a talent...... I'm already an old fellow, and it's obviously not suitable to accompany him into the academy......"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but pause, somewhat embarrassed and unable to continue.

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly, he has always taken on short-term tasks, and the risks and gains can be expected, but if he accompanies a little kid to what academy, then who knows what kind of trouble he will encounter, he remembered Alans's genius training camp, if it is consumed in that way, he will have to fight at every turn, I am afraid that it will not be long before he will have to return to the depths of the stars in advance.

Every use of Liliang is a squandering for him.

The spiritual sea of ordinary martial artists is all recyclable and endless.

But himself, since that year, since that day, has become the Dead Sea, maybe for ordinary people, he already has the spirit of the ocean, how amazing, he himself used to be proud of it, but now, it is just the Dead Sea, non-renewable, every time you use it, it will be reduced.

Since last year, even if he does nothing, the Dead Sea continues to sink and get faster and faster, and he is sprinting towards the end of death every day, he just wants to take away the primeval magic weapon that can temporarily change his appearance, and then continue to look for a way to heal his body.

But the uncle in front of him was looking forward to and pleading, and even looked at himself with a little pleading.

Feng Qinglang was thinking about how to refuse, but his eyes suddenly stopped in the corner of the information:

The meditation chapter, which is suspected to be a remnant of the legendary mental method and holy spirit formula, can repair the damaged meridians and reshape the vitality of the spiritual sea, and can be exchanged for the corresponding chapter according to the corresponding points of the college.

On the Stigmata Continent, Feng Qinglang had also tracked down the existence of the Holy Spirit Formula, but all of what he found were counterfeits, but now in this little-known Mingguang Academy, is there an anti-heaven existence that claims to have fragments of the Holy Spirit Formula?

Or is it just a gimmick for admissions......

At this time, there was a sharp pain in the spiritual sea, reminding him that it was time to take medicine again, he took out the pill made of montex stone flower as the main material, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it vigorously, and at the same time took the jasmine tea in front of him and wiped it clean.

Through the curling mist coming out of the tea set, Nan Ling was very careful to perceive Feng Qinglang's fleeting pain, and he sniffed it vigorously, it seemed to be a pill composed of complex elements, and there was a strawberry-flavored fragrance.

If you don't know, it's easy to mistake it for just an uncommon candy.

He couldn't help frowning, and said in a deep voice: "Feng Qinglang little friend, forgive me for being shallow and deep, this... This seems to be ......"

Feng Qinglang smiled disappreliantly: "Yes, it is poisonous, but I have to take it, otherwise my spiritual sea will be completely boiling, and I will go crazy and destroy everything I see, until all the strength in my body is burned out, and then my death is the end of Zuihou! Well, I will name this pill Strawberry Fruit, a good name, right?"

He looked at Nan Ling's gaze and became a little more friendly, daring to be so reckless to remind a person who had just met that he had his valuable qualities.

Nan Ling's brows furrowed even deeper, as if he was making some kind of trade-off, and finally said: "Although our family is in the middle, we have collected a lot of medical books, if you need it, you can go to our library." ”

Presumably, that library is a forbidden place that is not open to the public, right? Feng Qinglang asked with interest: "Is there a book on how to repair the spiritual sea?" I mean, it can really be done, not those ...... advertised outside."

Nan Ling smiled bitterly, this type of book can be called a legendary-level cheatbook, I am afraid that there are only two or three copies on the entire continent, not to mention now, the Nan family at its peak cannot meet the conditions for collection.

Feng Qinglang understood from Nan Ling's smile, laughed at herself, and turned back to the original topic: "Your Excellency Nan Ling, is this information from the admissions manual of that academy?"

Nan Ling shook his head and said, "No, I specially commissioned an intelligence organization to collect it. The information in it should be true!"

There was naturally a faint arrogance in his voice, Feng Qinglang believed that this information should be somewhat credible, and when his gaze fell on this meditation chapter again, he couldn't help but brighten up a little.

Time is running out, instead of continuing to search for that illusory hope, the Mingguang Academy in front of him now may be an opportunity, not to mention, those who are chasing him may not expect him to hide in a small academy.

Thinking of this, Feng Qinglang straightened her waist and asked solemnly: "Your Excellency Nanling, be your noble son's nanny......"

Nan Ling hurriedly interrupted and corrected: "It's a bodyguard, or an escort." ”

Feng Qinglang smiled: "It's all the same thing." Well, what the hell do I need to do to be his bodyguard?"

Nan Ling's spirit was lifted, and she also straightened up: "Help him pass the entrance examination and help him integrate into the life of the academy, it's fine." ”

Feng Qinglang said: "During my time in the academy, except for taking care of him usually, I can spend the rest of my time freely." ”

Nan Ling nodded and said, "Of course you can, it should be so!"

Feng Qinglang asked again: "Weishenme is Mingguang Academy?" Since the other party had also specially collected information, he must have picked out the only choice among the many options.

Nan Ling smiled bitterly: "Yes, it is not very famous now! But a thousand years ago, it was also a famous family, with a longer history than our Nan family, but after several turmoil, it gradually declined, and its rating became lower and lower." But I believe that they still have quite a lot of background. ”

He glanced at Feng Qinglang, the other party seemed to be smiling, he had to smile bitterly: "Okay, there is one more important reason, a somewhat famous college, only it is the closest to here, if the star soul makes any trouble, you can also run back as soon as possible and get shelter." ”

Feng Qinglang nodded slowly, he finally swallowed the "strawberry fruit" completely, and wiped out the newly added flower tea in front of him, and then asked, "Weishenme is me?"

There are people who have strength and look quite young, there are always some, Nan Ling is definitely willing to pay the price to invite him for his precious only child. Feng Qinglang was very curious, and it happened that he would be himself, and Weishenme would become Zuihou's choice.

Nan Ling said: "Yes, I have met some people. If you don't show up, I already have another candidate in mind, though... A lot of flaws, but I can't find fault too much anymore. Fortunately, you appeared, first, Dongfang Pei trusts you, which is a rare thing, then, I am also willing to trust you! Second, my wife also likes you, which is more important, because she almost resists most outsiders. ”

Feng Qinglang's mind flashed the lifelike three-dimensional magic pattern painting in the center of the hall below, wasn't Nan Ling's wife already dead? Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable chill.

Nan Ling smiled: "Xiaoyou don't have to be nervous, yes, my wife has been sick and passed away for many years, but in fact, her spirit has always been there, just in the hall below, I can still sense her occasional flashes of joy, anger and sorrow......" When he said this, his face flashed with a tender feeling that could not be dissolved.

Feng Qinglang felt that the chill had turned a little into a creepy meaning, and quickly changed the topic and said, "Your Excellency Nanling, next, let's talk about Ling Gongzi." ”

“......”

The guest room was specially cleaned, and the attentive housekeeper also placed a bouquet of freshly picked flowers in a vase on the table, fully expressing their kindness to Feng Qinglang.

The ancient magic weapon that can change his appearance and temperament has been obtained, Nan Ling gave him two choices, one is a pair of retro large glasses, and the other is a fancy bracelet, Feng Qinglang feels that he actually has no choice at all.

In front of the mirror, Feng Qinglang looked at this pair of glasses, its magic pattern structure belonged to the primeval era, which was a lost craft, but Feng Qinglang still felt the complex ingenuity in it.

With the glasses put on, the delicate face of the mirror disappeared, and in its place, there was a chubby face, with the large glasses, the appearance was somewhat funny, just looking at the appearance, it seemed to be a very easy to play trick.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help laughing, the face in the mirror responded with a simple smile, with a unique pastoral atmosphere, Feng Qinglang smiled more cheerfully, so he saw that the person in the mirror was like a young farmer who saw a good harvest, smirking happily there.

In fact, the so-called change of appearance and temperament is more or less linked to the original appearance, just like the current Feng Qinglang, this magic weapon exaggerates his facial features and face in different proportions, and it is easy to have the illusion that his body shape is also fat.

The most wonderful thing about Nan's ancient magic weapon that can change appearance is that even the breath can be changed. Those Di Dynasty powers who chased and killed them with their breath can stop for a while......

Feng Qinglang nodded with satisfaction, he decided to meet Nan Ling's only son, Nan Xing Soul, with his current face.

Nanxing Soul's study is much messier than his Lao Tzu's study, large and small books are like buildings, stacked at random, different heights, walking into this room, it is like walking into a book shijie full of illegal buildings.

Feng Qinglang thought to himself, with Nan Ling's doting on his son, he must not hesitate to clean up the study for him, but it is still messy here, which can only show that Nan Xing Soul resists to clean up, and he likes it.

For people who are good at learning, Feng Qinglang has always been in awe, but he quickly browsed the books around him, this solemn suddenly infinitely discounted, these are all kinds of fantasy novels on the road, often describing how an ordinary person quickly becomes a hero, they are born with the aura of the protagonist, when they meet capable people, they will become the protagonist's little brother if they are not trampled underfoot, and when they meet a woman, if they don't fall in love with the protagonist, it must not be beautiful.

He couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, and then, in the depths of the sea of books, he finally saw the soul of Nanxing.

This is a rather handsome young man, and the afterglow of the slanting sun happens to put a golden coat on him, and at this time, he is holding a large book and reading hard.

Judging from her appearance alone, Feng Qinglang felt that she had been blown up, and if she was a girl, she would probably scream at this time.

He coughed lightly twice to remind the other of his presence.

Nanxing Soul's brows furrowed, but he quickly stretched it again, and his hand turned to the next page.

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Nanxing Soul Child, hello!"

This is a volume that can make Nanxing Soul aware of his existence, and sure enough, the other party finally broke away from the sea of books, turned his head sideways, and looked at Feng Qinglang, and did not suspect that Feng Qinglang's current appearance was seriously lacking in literary and artistic atmosphere, and he grinned in a strange sunshine, and the sunset outside the window seemed to be a little dim.

If Feng Qinglang was a nymphomaniac, he should let out a second scream at this time, but unfortunately he was not, he just smiled calmly and introduced himself: "My name is Feng Qinglang, entrusted by your father, I will get along with you for a period of time in the future!"

Nanxing Soul put the book aside, stood up, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are the companion reading boy found by your father, although you don't look like a man, but I will treat you as an adult!"

Feng Qinglang felt that it was difficult for him to keep a natural smile anymore, what kind of syntax is this, but the identity of this companion reading boy is to talk to Nan Ling in advance, so he had to pinch his nose and admit it, "When people look like that" should be a very high treatment......

Nanxing Soul hahadaxiao, waved his hand and said, "Just kidding, little fat man! Don't worry! By the way, you have to remember how you feel at this moment!"

The little fat man had to smile bitterly and put the glasses on the bridge of his nose, Nanxing Soul seemed to be worried about the other party's confusion, and explained: "A few years later, you follow me, watching me become one of the biggest names in the Stigmata Continent, you will definitely write memoirs, you don't even remember the first side clearly, how can you cheat the manuscript fee?"

Feng Qinglang smiled even more bitterly, he searched the dry intestines, and said tentatively: "Should I tell a little about the wheels of history starting to turn, and then I feel that my fate has entered a new turning point, and my ordinary life has been written into a legend from now on...... And so on?"

Nanxing Soul Haha smiled: "It's almost like this, but it's not enough, it's best that you feel that the whole world is eclipsed, or the sun, moon and stars have lost their original trajectory, as if they are regrouping, you thought that what you saw was just a rising star, but later you learned that what you saw was the whole heaven and earth." ”

Feng Qinglang felt that he was a little dizzy, he suddenly felt a little impulsive, he wanted to go back and reason with Nan Ling, so he asked Lao Tzu to take this job for such a small salary, is it too disdainful of Lao Tzu as a human being......

But his gaze stopped on the neck of Nanxing Soul, not that the skin there was particularly pink, but that there was a necklace hanging there, the shape was simple, and the most important thing was that there was a magic pattern structure in it, if I was not mistaken, this structure and the structure of the glasses on the bridge of his nose were the same way.

This is also an ancient magic weapon that can change appearance!

Nanxing Soul Weishenme wants to change his appearance?

Under the glow of the sunset, Nanxing Soul is a sunny boy who has swept thousands of girls, and he brought this ancient magic weapon just to become more handsome for himself?

This is illogical, Nan Ling's introverted personality doesn't want his son to be too dazzling because of his appearance, and with the appearance of Nan Ling and his wife, the appearance of Nan Xing's soul, no matter how bad it is, it shouldn't be bad......

Then why did he wear an ancient magic weapon to change his appearance?

Feng Qinglang suddenly thought of an amazing possibility, could the Southern Star Soul be a woman!

By the way, he is still an only child, if it is a woman, she will no longer be able to inherit the Nan family's industry, the Nan family has no queen, and countless various shili that have been eyeing each other for a long time will come up one after another to divide the treasure house of the Nan family.

The more Feng Qinglang thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, he once again wanted to find Nan Ling's theory, if his guess was true, the risk of this job would increase infinitely.

Nanxing Soul didn't notice that Feng Qinglang had discovered something, and he was still putting on a chic appearance, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's like this to remember, for the sake of the best-selling memoirs in the future." ”

“......”

After this meeting, Feng Qinglang had a detailed discussion with Nan Ling behind closed doors, and he didn't know what kind of benefits and commitments Nan Ling had come up with, anyway, when Zuihou Nan Xing Soul set off as scheduled, Feng Qinglang went with him.

There is another companion, that is the real entourage of Nanxing Soul, a distant relative of the old housekeeper, who can barely be regarded as a peripheral member of the Nan family, a young man named Nan Yong, who is barely good looking, and has always accompanied Nanxing Soul to grow up.

But the irrepressible excitement when he rode the horse, and the embarrassment of almost being knocked off by the horse, Feng Qinglang knew that it was impossible to count on him at a critical time.

There was no luxurious carriage, no mighty procession, only three thin horses, and some simple luggage, which was the queue for the heirs of the Nan family to go out.

For the long journey that Feng Qinglang had walked, the two-day journey was very easy and pleasant, and there was no need to pay too much attention to whether there were pursuers behind him, and there was no need to think about what to do next. But Mr. Nan Yong's entourage, he obviously gritted his teeth and insisted, he obviously did not have professional riding training, only from some illustrated books to figure out how to ride, two days later, his two thighs of the internal test, was rubbed off a few layers of skin, gritting his teeth will also make a humming sound.

Surprisingly, Nanxing Soul is always full of vitality, talking freely about the customs and customs along the way, although he often habitually reveals exaggerated pride, but it has surprised Feng Qinglang enough, which means that the other party is not completely embarrassed, and being energetic can help them reduce some difficulties.

The most surprising thing for Feng Qinglang was that Nan Xing Soul had a good heart, and during the journey, he heard Nan Yong gritting his teeth and inhaling cold air, he asked to stop and rest several times, and he didn't mention others, only saying that he was tired.

Feng Qinglang nodded secretly, sympathizing with the weak has always been one of the most fundamental excellent qualities of human beings.

Moreover, when Nan Yong's face was full of gratitude, Nan Xing Soul was always talking about other topics happily, as if he didn't pay much attention to Nan Yong, Feng Qinglang believed that he didn't mean to buy people's hearts.

Two days later, they arrived in Darkmoon Town, which was the border of the Principality of Sharp Wind and the agreed location between the Nan family and the Situ family.

The Situ family, in the most glorious years of the Nan family, was only a vassal family of the Nan family, but after the tide of the times, the Situ family was still a little famous, but the Nan family had completely decayed.

Because of the relationship in the past, Situ Weiyang, the eldest son of the Situ family, will also be enrolled in Mingguang Academy this year, and the two of them will make an appointment to go together so that they can take care of each other.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world. Feng Qinglang thought that Nan Ling had really tried his best to make his daughter's life journey smoother.

"Young Master, I've gone to the agreed hotel to see it, Young Master Situ, they haven't arrived yet. Nan Yong hurriedly ran back to report, there was still some restrained indignation in his eyebrows, it seems that the old housekeeper was very successful in brainwashing him, and the Situ family, as a former vassal family, should arrive in advance to wait for them out of etiquette.

Nanxing Soul waved his hand disappreciatively and said, "It doesn't matter, we'll just wait." ”

He had very little contact with the outside world, and a tavern like this could make him look at it with interest for a long time.

Because it is located on the border of the principality, you can see more legendary mercenaries and hunters, as well as hidden spies and smuggling merchants...... Whenever the Star Soul could observe a person's true identity, he was very excited to share it with Feng Qinglang for a long time.

Feng Qinglang looked at it differently again, because many times, the judgment of this eldest young master was correct.

The smell of inferior tobacco, the faint smell of alcohol, the faint drowsiness after dinner, and the whispers of Nanxing's soul in his ears, mixed with hearty laughter from time to time, can all feel a rare tranquility in Feng Qinglang.

A woman's scream, but it cut through the silence and resounded in this space.