536. Chapter 536 Feng Qinger and the Children (1/2)

"Leader Xiao Yan!"

Yuan Yi and others fell down one after another, pointed at the huge pit, and looked at Xiao Yan in astonishment.

"Leader Xiao Yan, may I ask what this is?"

"Ah, sorry, did I disturb you?" Xiao Yan smiled, stood up and said, "This is my newly developed fighting skill. I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

Originally, Xiao Yan just wanted to crudely knead the three kinds of strange fires together based on his own experience. Although it would be equally powerful, it would be far from reaching this level.

With the guidance of Yao Shen and Yao Tianhuo, Xiao Yan arranged the three kinds of strange fires according to the sequence rules, so that the explosions were superimposed. The reason for the lotus shape was to make it easier for him to sort. This complex form is also more complicated than a simple one. The shape is easier to maintain and stabilize.

Before erupting, these three kinds of strange fires transformed into lotus petals. When they came into contact with foreign objects, the lotus would immediately close up, causing those fire lotus petals that should have been peaceful to each other to touch and collide. In the end, the chain triggered such a shocking explosion. The destructive explosion.

"hiss"

Hearing Xiao Yan's apologetic words, everyone took a breath and looked at the huge pit with a diameter of nearly a kilometer in horror.

This is beyond the scope of fighting skills, right?

The old man Yingshan said leisurely with a sparkling light in his eyes.

"Earlier, I was worried that you would be too reluctant to go to Zhongzhou, but now it seems that I am overly worried."

"Senior Yingshan is too modest, Xiao Yan is just lucky."

Xiao Yan smiled softly, it was indeed a fluke for him.

Fortunately, he worshiped Yao Shen as his teacher, fortunately he practiced the Burning Technique, fortunately he absorbed three kinds of strange fires, and fortunately he successfully developed this fighting skill.

All of this cannot be achieved by just working hard.

"Cailin, let's go back and clean up later." Xiao Yan said firmly with determination in his eyes: "The delay has been long enough. Get ready to leave for Zhongzhou immediately!"

In the northern region of Zhongzhou Continent, Xingchuan City is also the eastern location of Fenglei Pavilion.

And here, there is an orphanage, specially designed to adopt helpless children in need.

At this time, in the kitchen of the orphanage, a pretty figure was standing in front of the stove and busy. If anyone saw it, they would be surprised to find that this person turned out to be the high-ranking eldest lady of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, Fenglei Pavilion. Feng Qing'er, a close disciple of Pavilion Master Lei Zun, is also the founder of this orphanage.

Speaking of Feng Qing'er, she is already a Nine-Star Douzong at a young age, and is only one step away from the peak of Douzong. She is known as the most talented leader among the younger generation of Sifang Pavilion, which once made Venerable Lei very proud. .

However, this disciple who made him so proud did not know why he built this orphanage at his own expense and came here to care for the children and play with them when he had time. This not only puzzled Venerable Lei, but also everyone who knew Feng Qing'er. No one can understand it.

At this time, the children in the orphanage were gathering at the door of the kitchen, tremblingly looking at Feng Qing'er who was sweating in front of the stove. Her elegant and noble face was stained with a lot of black ash, and her mouth was stained with black ash. He showed an excited smile and his eyes showed full confidence.

Standing next to her was Yu Ying, the eldest eighteen-year-old girl in the orphanage. She was looking ashamed at this moment, and she stretched out her hands in confusion and softly tried to dissuade her.

"Sister Qing'er, it's hard for you to come here. I won't bother you with small things like cooking. I'll just come. You can go play with the children."

After Yu Ying finished speaking, the children outside also nodded. Of course, they not only hoped that Feng Qing'er, who rarely came for a while, would play with them, but also hoped that Feng Qing'er could stay away from the stove.

"It's okay, Yu Ying. Don't worry about bothering me. I quite like cooking." Feng Qing'er smiled and rejected Yu Ying's kindness. "I found another recipe this time. It tastes quite good. I'll do it." I’ll try it myself.”

After hearing Feng Qing'er's words, Yu Ying's face turned even darker.

If it’s not Sister Qing’er, you just cook for the children, why do you still cook new dishes? !

Yu Ying tried to dissuade her again, but after opening her mouth and being stunned for a long time, she simply gave up and turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

She knew that no matter how much she tried to dissuade her, it would be useless. Once Feng Qing'er made a decision, it would not be easily changed.

"Sister Yu Ying."

Seeing Yu Ying come out, the children were holding on to her clothes pitifully. Yu Ying looked at their watery eyes, bent down slightly and patted their heads.

"Good boy, don't worry, I'll prepare stomach medicine for you right away."

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The children's faces suddenly turned ugly, and a deep gloom filled their hearts.

They really like Feng Qing'er. Not only did they create this orphanage to provide them with comfortable accommodation, but they also often come to the orphanage to play with them. However, they really don't want Feng Qing'er to enter the kitchen of the orphanage.

The first few times Feng Qing'er volunteered to cook for them, they still had expectations in their hearts, but after a few times, they understood deeply.

The upper limit of Feng Qing'er's cooking is barely enough to eat, which is pretty good, but the lower limit is simply a nightmare.

Even Yu Ying couldn't figure it out. How could Feng Qing'er be so enthusiastic about cooking when she had already made rice like this?

Yu Ying sighed softly and was about to go to the room to find medicine when a man hurriedly entered the orphanage. His clothes also showed his identity.

A disciple of Fenglei Pavilion in the northern region of Zhongzhou Continent.

"Is Miss Feng Qing'er here?"

The Fenglei Pavilion disciple asked respectfully, not because he was polite, but because he had learned from past experience.

When Feng Qing'er had just established this orphanage, some Fenglei Pavilion disciples who had nothing to do and admired Feng Qing'er often came to the orphanage to harass the children. Their ideas were quite simple.

What kind of person is Miss Feng Qing'er? The Pavilion Master's closed disciple, the eldest lady of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, why should she bother to take care of you little brats who can be seen everywhere? We have never enjoyed this treatment!

As for the end, those Fenglei Pavilion disciples who harassed the orphanage that day and went back triumphantly, crawled to the orphanage with bruises and swollen faces the next day to apologize to the children.

As for who did it, there is no need to think too much, it was naturally Feng Qing'er. Feng Qing'er also used this move to show how important the orphanage is to her. As long as anyone dares to touch this place, she will never let anyone off easily.

She had experienced the things of those children in the Black Horn Region once, and she didn't want to experience it again in her life.

Although Yu Ying didn't know this disciple, she knew the clothes of Fenglei Pavilion and pointed to the kitchen.

"Sister Qing'er is cooking in there."

"Thank you."

The Fenglei Pavilion disciple nodded, walked to Feng Qing'er in the kitchen, and said softly.

"Miss Feng Qing'er, the Pavilion Master asked you to go over."

"Go out and wait."

Feng Qing'er interrupted him lightly, and the Fenglei Pavilion disciple's expression froze, and he quickly spoke.

"But Miss Feng Qing'er, the Pavilion Master specifically asked."

"Get out and wait." Feng Qing'er was no longer as kind to Yu Ying as before, and glanced at him coldly, "Do I need to say it for the third time?"

"Yes! I'll go outside and wait!"

Seeing Feng Qing'er's cold eyes, the Fenglei Pavilion disciple didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly left the kitchen. Feng Qing'er also turned back and looked at the stove in front of her attentively, recalling the dispute with Wen Xing in the kitchen in the Black Horn Region, and the persuasion of the little doctor fairy on the side.

[I told you not to turn the fire so high! You fried the potatoes into charcoal!!!】 【This time was just an accident! There will be no problem next time!】

【Next time, definitely, next time! How many times have you said next time? !】

【You two are almost done. You haven't gotten tired of arguing for more than half a month?】

【It's obviously her problem!】

【It's all this guy who's looking for trouble!】

(Haha. It's really amazing.)

Feng Qing'er's eyes showed nostalgia, and a slightly sad smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Obviously, she was angry from the bottom of her heart at that time, but now it is so unforgettable for her. She hopes that Wen Xing can quarrel with her again and criticize her cooking skills.

After returning from the Black Horn Region, Feng Qing'er began to practice desperately.

Not for any other purpose, but simply so that if she encounters the same scene as that time again, she will not be so helpless to watch the children die.

Nine-star Dou Zong, the leader of the younger generation, what's the use of being famous?

The dead will never come back.

If I had this ability, I wouldn't have to watch those children die in front of me.

That scene was undoubtedly a nightmare for Feng Qing'er. She still hasn't forgotten it. It was because she invited Xiao Yan and Xiao Yixian to the auction that she left those children alone in the restaurant. Even when Xiao Yan and Xiao Yixian wanted to stop those children from opening the restaurant that day, she stopped them.

This incident made Feng Qing'er unable to forgive herself. That's why she founded an orphanage here. While making up for her heartache, she would never allow the tragedy to happen again.

Not long after, Feng Qing'er's new dish came out of the pot. She happily served it to the table and clapped her hands in front of the children's horrified eyes.

"Children, go wash your hands and get ready to eat~"

That bright smile seemed so friendly, completely different from her usual cold attitude towards others. No wonder Feng Qing'er was jealous of her admirers and the children in the orphanage.

However, this smile that made others envious was no different from the devil's smile in the children's eyes, beckoning them to the abyss of hell.

"That. Sister Qing'er." The children swallowed their saliva and smiled awkwardly, "We are not very hungry."

"Even if you are not very hungry, you have to eat well at a certain time, otherwise how can you have fun?" Feng Qing'er raised a finger in a serious tone, with an unquestionable attitude in her words, and then smiled again, "Okay, go wash your hands and prepare for dinner, and take a nap after eating, so that you can grow up healthily~"

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The children's despair filled their hearts, and Yu Ying sighed again, turned around and went back to the room to find stomach medicine.

Feng Qing'er glanced at the Fenglei Pavilion disciple standing in the corner and said lightly.

"Since you are here, you should sit down and eat together. After eating, wait for these children to fall asleep and I will go to see the Pavilion Master with you."

"Thank you very much!!!"

The uneasy heart of the Fenglei Pavilion disciple suddenly dissipated, replaced by excitement overflowing from his eyes!

This is the meal made by Miss Feng Qing'er herself! I was lucky enough to eat this. If other people knew about this, wouldn’t they be envious?

However, he was so excited that he didn’t notice the sympathetic eyes that the children cast at him.

Ten minutes later

"Hmm, I think I put too much salt, and the cooking time was too long. I have to pay attention to it next time."

Feng Qing'er sat at the dining table with her head down, frowning and taking notes, seriously reflecting on the reasons for her failure in cooking this time, which made people wonder if she used the children as experimental subjects to practice her cooking skills.

At the dining table, the children's heads were all buried in the table in an unison, and even the Fenglei Pavilion disciple was no exception.

At this time, he was in pain, and confusion was also flowing deeply in his mind.

How could Miss Feng Qing'er, who is so excellent, cook such a regrettable meal?

Even if you let a beginner come, even if you only rely on your feelings, you can't do it like this, right?

Yu Ying also took out the stomach medicine she prepared in advance. After taking it, her ugly expression was slightly relieved, and then she fed the children one by one, and finally poured a cup of boiling water and placed it in front of the Fenglei Pavilion disciple together with the stomach medicine.

"Eat it, you will feel better."

Yu Ying said lightly, and the Fenglei Pavilion disciple took the stomach medicine with gratitude in his eyes, and he felt much better.

After that, after the children recovered one by one, Feng Qing'er and Yu Ying took the children back to the room to coax them to sleep until all the children fell asleep peacefully.

"Yu Ying, I'll leave these children to you."

At the door of the orphanage, Feng Qing'er smiled and said goodbye to Yu Ying, and Yu Ying nodded slightly.

"Don't worry, Sister Qing'er, I will take good care of them."

"Don't worry, this failure is just an accident, there will be no problem next time!"

Feng Qing'er clenched her fists and looked confident, which made Yu Ying couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Next time, I will. Sister Qing'er, how many times have you said this?

"Hey, that one over there." Feng Qing'er turned her head and greeted the Fenglei Pavilion disciple coldly, and the change in attitude was extremely obvious, "It's time to go, go see the Pavilion Master."

"Yes!"

Yu Ying stood at the door of the orphanage, looking at the gradually receding figure of Feng Qing'er, with complicated thoughts in her eyes.

It is incredible that such a powerful person who is so high up is willing to take care of these weak people who have no value at all.

Yu Ying also clearly felt that Feng Qing'er looked at her and the children with strange eyes every time, as if she was looking at other people.

On the other side, on the way to the East Pavilion of Fenglei Pavilion, Feng Qing'er asked in a serious tone.

"What does the Pavilion Master want to talk to me about?"

"The Hong family of Fenglei North Pavilion went to a ruin, but all the people sent were killed. The Pavilion Master hopes that you can deal with this matter."

"Killed?" Hearing the answer of this Fenglei Pavilion disciple, Feng Qing'er glanced at him lightly, "Isn't it normal to be killed in the ruins? Why let me go?"

"I heard that they were not killed in the ruins, but were killed after they came out of the ruins safely."

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Hearing the words of this Fenglei Pavilion disciple, Feng Qing'er's eyes showed a bit of coldness.

In the battle for the ruins, casualties are inevitable. This is something that everyone knows. As long as someone dies in the ruins, no matter who they are, there is no reason to seek revenge. This is the default rule in Zhongzhou, although there are occasionally people who break the rules.

But outside the ruins, it is another matter.

"Who did it?"

Feng Qing'er asked coldly, and the Fenglei Pavilion disciple also gave the answer.

"It was the woman who swept through various ruins this year. Now she is also a little famous in Zhongzhou."

"The name is. Nalan Yanran." (End of this chapter)