551. Chapter 551: Iceberg Beauty Feng Zunzhe (1/2)

(She is Venerable Feng.)

Xiao Yan looked at Feng Xian, who was as cold as ice. Her pure white silk long gown wrapped her proud and upright figure. The clothes were embellished with light blue patterns. A slender white jade leg was faintly revealed from the side of the long gown, which greatly added a lot of points to Feng Xian's image of a queen.

Noble, elegant, yet free and easy and heroic, Xiao Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Should I say that she is really worthy of being Yao Chen's close friend? Like Yao Chen, she is also a stunning person, although she is a completely different type from Senior Yao.

(So beautiful.) Xiao Yixian couldn't help but sigh, and then her tone stagnated, (Speaking of Xiao Yan, do you feel it.)

(Ah, I feel it.)

Xiao Yan responded in a low voice, and Xiao Yixian's heart was a little hazy.

The first three venerables came in, which was good. Although their high status and strong strength made the atmosphere in the main hall slightly stressful, it was still within an acceptable range.

However, as soon as the last Venerable Feng entered the main hall, the temperature of the entire main hall obviously dropped to a low point. Her delicate and beautiful face looked extremely gloomy, and she exuded a resentment of "Don't mess with me". Even the three venerables walking in front of her unconsciously distanced themselves from her. Even though the three of them were almost close to each other, they didn't want to get close to her.

At this time, Feng Xian noticed Xiao Yan's gaze and glanced over slightly. Her beautiful profile was full of coldness.

"Is there something?"

"No! No!"

Xiao Yan hurriedly shook his head and lowered his head, his heart couldn't help but beating.

It was not because of Feng Xian's beautiful appearance that was only slightly inferior to Yao Chen, but Xiao Yan had a hunch just now that if he dared to look at Feng Xian again, she would probably kick him directly!

Obviously, Senior Yao's personality is so casual, why is her best friend's temper like this?

It shouldn't be so different in personality, how did they become best friends?

Xiao Yan was muttering in his heart. Feng Xian snorted coldly, and a slender white jade leg stepped out from the side of the white silk robe and walked into the main hall. The swaying white long leg could undoubtedly attract the attention of others to the greatest extent, regardless of men or women.

However, because of Feng Xian's powerful aura and attitude of keeping people at a distance, no one dared to take a second look.

Feng Xian passed the three venerables and took the lead in choosing a seat and sitting down. Her white jade-like arm rested on the armrest of the chair and lightly touched her side face. Her eyes were full of indifference. Her white jade leg was lifted up and rested on the other leg. The two slender long legs seemed to be rare art treasures in the world. People who were shaking were really reluctant to look away. The thin white robe just barely covered the base of the thigh, which was looming. Feng Xian herself had no strange color, and seemed not to care about the exposure at all.

However, there is really no need to care. After all, everyone present did not dare to glance at Feng Xian, let alone look at her legs, even though those legs were so eye-catching.

After seeing Feng Xian sitting down, the other three venerables also sat down one after another. As mortal enemies, they were very tacit at this time and sat a little further away from Feng Xian.

Although the expressions on the faces of the three venerables were full of majesty, they were bitter inside. Since "that guy" disappeared, Feng Xian's temper has been visibly getting worse and worse. In recent years, it has been even more outrageous. He would fight directly if he was not satisfied with a word.

As for the specific performance, Lei Zun and Huang Quan Zun, who usually mocked each other when they met, both kept their mouths shut at this time. Compared with facing Feng Xian, they now looked at each other more favorably.

When they thought that they would have to meet again at the Sifang Pavilion Conference soon, the three of them couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

If it weren't for the fact that the Sifang Pavilion Conference had been agreed to be held every year a long time ago, the three of them really wanted to cancel the Sifang Pavilion Conference just because Feng Xian was like this.

I thought that Feng Xian had been living in seclusion for the past few years and would not accept the invitation from the Yun family. After all, she didn't come last year and the year before. Who knew that she would suddenly come here today for the first time.

(I wouldn't have come if I had known)

This was the unanimous thought of the three venerables. It was so torturous to be in the same space with Feng Xian in this mood. They didn't even dare to say a word. Who knew that if they said something wrong, this lady would directly blast them with a fighting skill.

Although normally, strong men of their level would not attack so casually, it was obvious that Feng Xian was obviously in an abnormal state now, so this default rule was meaningless to her. Whether they could win or not was another matter. Who would want to fight such a meaningless fight?

After sitting down, the atmosphere in the main hall continued to be strangely depressed. As for how strange it was, even Zi Yan sat there obediently and didn't dare to make a fuss. It can be seen how strong Feng Xian's aura was.

After several minutes, the host family, the Yun family, still hadn't come. Everyone was increasingly unable to sit still due to Feng Xian's cold aura. In the end, it was the Sword Venerable, who usually had the most peaceful relationship with the other three Venerables, who gritted his teeth and forced a smile on his face to talk to Feng Xian.

"Feng Venerable, weren't you always not interested in this kind of invitation before? Why are you interested in coming today?"

The Sword Venerable's tone was so calm and natural, as if he was talking to a friend he wasn't that familiar with. He didn't seem overly intimate, nor did he seem to be making small talk. He had a very good grasp of the scale, which might be the reason why he could get along well with the other three Venerables.

Hearing the words of Sword Master, Xiao Yan could not help but cast an admiring look at this senior whom he met for the first time. He could stand up in such an atmosphere and talk directly to Feng Xian. Regardless of the purpose, this courage was absolutely worthy of admiration.

And it was not just Xiao Yan, but the others present also thought so. If Sword Master could break this weird atmosphere, it would be a good thing for everyone in the main hall.

But unfortunately, although Sword Master handled it perfectly and received unanimous praise from others present.

However.

"Ah? Any opinions?"

Feng Xian glanced slightly and glared at Sword Master, which instantly suppressed the atmosphere that had just eased a little.

Sword Master himself was also blocked by Feng Xian's words and couldn't speak. His expression was twisted into a ball, and his face was full of entanglement.

Obviously, even if Sword Master was a good guy, Feng Xian himself didn't seem to appreciate it.

In response, everyone cast a look of pity on him, and there was a little comfort in their eyes.

[Don't worry, it's not your problem. 】

Perhaps sensing the meaning in everyone's eyes, Sword Venerable's expression eased a little, adjusted his mentality, and spoke to Feng Xian again in the admiring eyes of others.

"Speaking of which, the Sifang Pavilion Conference is about to begin, Feng Venerable, you..."

"Are you good at talking?" Feng Xian interrupted Sword Venerable, with impatience flashing in her eyes, and her already cold eyes became even colder, "You like to talk so much, otherwise I'll ask the Yun family to set up a venue for you and let everyone buy tickets to come in and listen to you?"

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This sentence completely silenced Sword Venerable, and his face was covered with black lines. Finally, he calmed down, sat quietly in his seat, and closed his mouth tightly without saying a word.

Not only Sword Venerable, but other people also had gloomy faces after hearing Feng Xian's words. Even Cai Lin, who usually didn't care much about other people's emotions, was willing to admit defeat to Feng Xian.

There are always people outside the mountains. Obviously, there is no insulting word, but Sword Venerable is said to be like a monkey who needs to buy a ticket to watch.

(Senior Yao, has Venerable Feng always been like this?)

Xiao Yan finally couldn't help it and asked Yao Chen in his heart, but Yao Chen didn't respond. Xiao Yan suddenly realized that Yao Chen had just reminded him not to expose her existence.

At first, when Feng Xian came in, Xiao Yan was very confused about Yao Chen's instructions. If Yao Chen didn't lie and Feng Xian was really her best friend, why would she hide now that they finally met?

However, when he saw that Venerable Jian, who was brave and able to speak, was blocked by Feng Xian's two sentences, and even the second sentence was not finished, Xiao Yan guessed something in his heart.

He had a hunch that the reason why this iceberg queen sister was so resentful was closely related to his teacher who was hiding in the ring and didn't want to show up.

Just when the atmosphere in the main hall gradually fell to the lowest point, a voice familiar to Xiao Yan came in. "Pavilion Master, I'm late."

Xiao Yan turned his head and saw Feng Qing'er walking in. He immediately felt the very low atmosphere in the main hall and glanced at Feng Xian in a daze.

In the past few years, this Feng Zun has always looked like this at the annual Sifang Pavilion Conference. Feng Qing'er is used to it, but she didn't expect Feng Xian, who has always lived in seclusion, to appear here.

"Well, find a place to sit."

When Lei Zun saw his disciple coming in, he breathed a sigh of relief for breaking the deadlock for her, and said softly.

Feng Qing'er nodded, and when she turned her head to look for an empty seat, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Xiao Yan on the other side. She was stunned at first, and then a look of surprise appeared on her face. In Lei Zun's stunned eyes, she took two steps at a time and came to Xiao Yan.

"Xiao Yan! Are you awake?"

"Yes, I just woke up a few days ago." Xiao Yan smiled and nodded, "Sorry, I made you worry."

"It's better that you're fine than anything else."

Feng Qing'er sat on the empty seat next to Xiao Yan very naturally. Lei Zun sat there and watched his disciple and a strange man being intimate, with a lot of questions in his mind.

Who is this kid? I haven't heard Feng Qing'er mention him before?

Jian Zun and Huang Quan Zun also looked over, and even Feng Xian, who had a cold face, looked sideways.

After all, Feng Qing'er has been dazzling in the past two years. She is undoubtedly the best disciple among the masters of the Four Square Pavilions. Every time Lei Zun brags about Feng Qing'er, no one can refute it. After all, the facts are here.

So even they are a little curious about who this man who is so close to Feng Qing'er is.

"Nine-star Dou Huang."

Feng Xian whispered softly, seeing through Xiao Yan's strength at a glance, and a trace of doubt appeared in her eyes.

Feng Qing'er, a nine-star Dou Zong, is so close to Xiao Yan, a plain-looking nine-star Dou Huang. From an outsider's perspective, it is indeed not very harmonious.

To put it bluntly, why is Xiao Yan so close to Feng Qing'er?

Just then Xiao Yan remembered something, flipped his palm, took out the Fenglei Pavilion token and handed it to Feng Qing'er.

"Feng Qing'er, this is back to you."

"Eh?" Feng Qing'er took the token and looked at him in astonishment, "You didn't go to the Tianshan Blood Pool?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but the time was over when I woke up."

Xiao Yan scratched his face embarrassedly, and Feng Qing'er's eyes showed understanding.

"Really? That's a pity. The Tianshan Blood Pool only opens once every three years."

"I'm really sorry for wasting your quota."

"Don't worry, even if I don't give you my place in Fenglei Pavilion, there will still be an empty spot."

Xiao Yan apologized again, but Feng Qing'er put the token away indifferently. It was not just to comfort Xiao Yan. This was indeed the case. Although the Tianshan Blood Pool could help Dou Huang break through Dou Zong, the prerequisites must be Only when one's own strength meets the requirements can the mid-level Dou Huang be barely qualified, let alone the low-level ones.

"Qing'er!"

At this moment, Venerable Lei suddenly stood up and shouted, while Venerable Huangquan and Venerable Jian saw the anger hidden in Venerable Lei's eyes and glanced at Xiao Yan.

This kid may be in trouble.

"Pavilion Master, what's wrong?"

Feng Qing'er stood up and looked at Lord Lei with confusion, who pointed at Xiao Yan and asked in a deep voice.

"Who is that boy?"

"He is a friend I knew before, Xiao Yan."

Feng Qing'er didn't think about anything, and introduced to Venerable Lei frankly. Xiao Yan also stood up and saluted Venerable Lei with clasped fists.

"Junior Xiao Yan has met Lord Lei."

Lord Lei narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Xiao Yan up and down.

The nine-star Dou Huang who is about twenty years old is indeed pretty good.

However, compared with Feng Qing'er, it is still a world of difference!

"Qing'er, I shouldn't have interfered with your social life." Venerable Lei looked at Xiao Yan with a hint of unkindness in his eyes, "But when you make friends, you should also carefully select candidates."

Xiao Yan was slightly startled by Venerable Lei's words, and Feng Qing'er's expression was also somewhat wrong.

"Pavilion Master, what do you mean?"

"Literally." Venerable Lei slowly raised his hand and pointed at Xiao Yan unceremoniously, "This kid is not worthy of standing by your side, let alone being your friend."

Venerable Lei's words made Feng Qing'er's eyes flash with anger. If it had been before, she might have agreed with Venerable Lei's words.

With his status and strength, Xiao Yan is really not qualified to call him a friend.

But after spending a month with Xiao Yan and Xiao Yixian in the Black Corner Domain, Feng Qing'er's previous views no longer existed.

Whether you are worthy of being a friend should not be measured by your strength and family background.

There was also a trace of sullenness on Cai Lin's face. Although she was unhappy with Feng Qing'er, she couldn't pretend she didn't hear Venerable Lei demeaning her husband so bluntly.

Feng Qing'er took a step forward and was about to open her mouth to argue with Lord Lei. When Cai Lin was about to stand up, Xiao Yan suddenly stood in front of Feng Qing'er and stopped her, causing Cai Lin to pause.

"Feng Qing'er, what Venerable Lei said may not sound pleasant, but I can tell that he is thinking about you. Don't argue with him for me." Xiao Yan turned to look at her stunned eyes and said slowly: " So, I came to talk to him myself.”

"But."

Feng Qing'er wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Xiao Yan Zheng Sheng, and immediately looked at Lord Lei.

"If I am still hiding behind you at this time and letting you quarrel with your teacher because of me as a friend, then I am really not worthy of being your friend." (End of Chapter)