157 Qian Daoliu Arrives!
Late at night, Feng Yao and Liu Erlong fell asleep in each other's arms.Liu Erlong looked like a well-fed kitten, with a rosy face, curled up in Feng Yao's arms.
There were no signs of the two children in the house, and Liu Erlong had a smile on her face.
At this moment, a vicissitudes of life voice suddenly came into Feng Yao's mind.
"Feng Yao!"
Hearing this sudden voice, Feng Yao frowned and slightly opened his eyes. A pair of big hands unconsciously stroked Liu Erlong's jade back.
Feeling the slippery feeling, Feng Yao suddenly felt relieved.
He frowned and looked out the window, but saw no movement.
At this time, the voice sounded again: "I'll give you one minute!"
The voice was very indifferent. Feng Yao lowered his head and saw that Liu Erlong was still sleeping soundly, as if she had not been disturbed at all. He suddenly felt afraid of the owner of that voice.
She gently covered Liu Erlong with the quilt to block out the spring light.
Feng Yao opened the window, moved, and disappeared in the room in the blink of an eye.
"Arm!"
"Tiger Roar and Run!"
When he was about to land, Feng Yao, with Tiger Roar on his back, flashed and soared into the air.
Faintly, Feng Yao could feel a force of light ahead of him.
"This kid is so fast!"
Just as Feng Yao was moving forward, he saw a middle-aged man with white hair and wearing a golden robe standing there.
The middle-aged man exudes a friendly and bright aura, and the looming sword intent is frightening.
This person was the chief worshiper of the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu!
Qian Daoliu was extremely surprised at the speed of Feng Yao's perception.
"With this speed, even if that Agility Attack Title Douluo wants to catch up, it probably won't be an easy task!"
"It's really a hidden talent!"
"Can Xiaoxue really control such a person..."
The more Qian Daoliu thought about the information he had seen, the more he felt that Feng Yao was very thoughtful.
Especially that special hobby, which made Qian Daoliu think of his son Qian Xunji.
"It would be great if this Feng Yao was Bibi Dong... then Ji'er might not have died!"
Qian Daoliu thought about this and shook his head with a wry smile.
"When people get old, they tend to have wild thoughts. This is nonsense!"
Just when Qian Daoliu was daydreaming, Feng Yao had already discovered Qian Daoliu's figure.
Looking at the figure in front of him, Feng Yao's heart couldn't help but tremble.
"This guy... is so strong!"
Feng Yao had absolutely no desire to resist.
Facing the figure in front of him that was radiating golden light all over his body, Feng Yao felt that he was so insignificant.
He had never felt this way before.
When approaching, Feng Yao stopped, bowed and said, "Senior! I wonder why you are looking for me so late at night?"
"Not bad, not bad, you are pretty good!" Qian Daoliu showed admiration on his face. Looking at Feng Yao who was neither humble nor overbearing, he said slowly, "You are only fifteen years old, but your soul power is already close to level sixty-seven!"
"I can't sense any aura of the Fallen from you. How on earth did you do all this?"
"With innate full soul power, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate so fast!"
"There is something called luck in this world. With it, nothing is impossible!" Feng Yao smiled: "The fundamental reason, please forgive me for not being able to speak directly!"
Qian Daoliu's expression suddenly became serious, and traces of sword intent burst out and surrounded Feng Yao.
Feng Yao felt that there was a sharp edge behind him and shuddered with fear.
"What a courage!" Qian Daoliu sneered: "I really don't know where your confidence comes from!"
"Do you believe that I can make you say what I want to hear just by moving my fingers?"
Feng Yao heard this, and the smile in his eyes did not diminish: "Senior, you are too polite!"
"Why should you move your finger, Senior?"
"Senior, your soul control has already frightened me!"
"Senior, if you want to hear it, then let me tell you!"
Just now Feng Yao just wanted to pretend, but he didn't expect to fail so directly.
It turns out that those who pretend to be alive are all liars!
"Ahem!" Qian Daoliu turned aside, looking disdainful, and said calmly, "No need..."
"I don't even bother to pry into the secrets of a junior!"
"Besides, my granddaughter has an innate soul power of level 20, and is destined to become a god!"
Feng Yao smiled without saying anything, waiting for what was to come.
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At this time, Qian Daoliu said, "Why don't you ask me who I am? Aren't you curious at all?"
"Not curious!" Feng Yao shook his head calmly with a sincere expression.
Qian Daoliu frowned and quietly released a soul force pressure from his body that Feng Yao could barely withstand.
In an instant, Feng Yao felt his body sink.
If there is a huge force of thousands of gold pressing on your body, you really can't move, and even your thinking seems to be a little slow.
"Aren't you curious about my strength and soul power level?"
"After all, I am the one who can ignore your Titled Douluo who is both your teacher and your wife, and I am sending you this message!"
Hearing Qian Daoliu's sarcastic words, Feng Yao rolled his eyes inwardly.
No matter how dumb Feng Yao was, he could still hear the contempt.
Well, this is another old guy who is jealous of him!
"The senior is very powerful, he must be the most powerful person on the continent. I dare not speculate casually."
"Based on the methods you used just now, it's not something an ordinary Titled Douluo can do casually!"
Feng Yao hit back, "And I also have some confidence in my teacher's ability!"
"There are not many people in Wuhun City who can do this!"
"It is rumored that there is a worship hall above the Spirit Hall! There are seven extremely powerful Titled Douluo enshrined in it! I guess you are one of them, right?"
A flash of surprise flashed across Qian Daoliu's face: "You are quite knowledgeable, kid. Not many people know about this kind of thing!"
"Then tell me, why can't I be an elder of the Spirit Hall?"
"I'm sure you know about the Spirit Hall's attack on the Heaven Dou Empire Academy, right?" Feng Yao was always observing Qian Daoliu's expression. Seeing that his face had darkened, he continued, "In that battle, the Spirit Hall mobilized four Titled Douluos, several Soul Douluos, a dozen Soul Saints, and dozens of Soul Emperors!"
"Unfortunately, even so, it still failed!"
"My teacher, with his level 94 spirit power, defeated two Title Douluo! With just a few moves, he severely injured one and repelled another! This directly led to the failure of their attack!"
"They came here with such a fierce momentum, but fled away like a lost dog!"
"From this we can see that the elders of the Spirit Hall are not that powerful!"
"And this can further reflect the strength of our predecessors!"
Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since you have guessed that I am a worshiper of the Worship Hall, you still dare to speak nonsense in front of me and insult the Spirit Hall! Do you think that the sword in my hand is not good, or do you think that I dare not kill you?"
"If you think you can rest easy with the support of Liu Erlong, Dugu Bo and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan..."
"Then let me tell you, you are wrong! In my eyes, there is only one kind of person in this world that I can spare from killing, and that is the person I cherish! And it just so happens that there are only a handful of people in this world that I can cherish!"
"And you, although you have a rare talent in the world and can be ranked in the top three on the continent, you are not a member of my Spirit Hall!"
"Just based on what you just said, I have every reason to kill you!"
"I will answer whatever the senior asks! As for what the senior said, if the senior doesn't want to hear it, then I can only apologize to the senior here first! And I hope the senior is so magnanimous that he doesn't bother with me!" Feng Yao said respectfully.
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