C7 (1/2)

As the crowd dispersed, the Qin Residence regained its peace and quiet.

Within the hall.

Although Yang Fan was worried, he still glared at Qin Feng unhappily: ”Today, when I heard about your martial totems being like a bug, I didn't have the mood to cultivate. I came straight back to comfort you. Who would have thought that right after arriving at your house, he would run into Bai Zhihan who was trying to end the engagement. Now that you're in big trouble, I can't leave. If anyone dares to cause trouble for you, I can help you carry them. ”

Now that they were three young, with Qin Feng and Yang Fan being the only ones left, their lives and lives were forever separated from Lin Xue's.

This was because Qin Feng was very clear that if Lin Xue was still alive, he would definitely stand by his side and support him without any hesitation.

”Xiaofan, go back and cultivate!” Don't forget, a year ago, we made a vow in front of Xue'er's tomb. ”

”Right now, it is impossible for me to avenge her and seek justice for her. This burden can only be borne by you.”

”Moreover, if you can also display a decent talent, then you'll be more qualified to protect me.”

”Even if I am to be avenged by them, if anything happens to me, only when you are strong can you avenge me. If you stay here now, it will be useless! ”

The current Qin Feng, already understood the importance of cultivation, he just wanted Yang Fan to become stronger and stronger.

Therefore, even if he himself knew that he was a Evolutionary Martial Spirit, and was still a peerless genius, he would not tell Yang Fan the truth for the time being.

Qin Feng stood up the moment he finished speaking: ”Brother Feng, I'll go back now and cultivate diligently. ”Not only must I avenge Xue'er, and seek justice for you, I must also protect you!”

After Yang Fan finished his words with a determined face, he rushed out of the hall and quickly left.

Qin Feng watched as Yang Fan left, and a slight smile appeared on his face. However, when he looked back, he once again saw his mother secretly wiping tears away.

Because he was very clear that his mother must have thought of Lin Xue again.

Lin Xue was obedient and sensible, she was deeply liked by his parents, and they all treated her as their daughter.

”Father, can you lend me your treasured collection to have a look?” Although Qin Feng saw that his mother was secretly wiping away her tears, he did not expose her and directly looked at his father as he said this.

His father's talent was not high, but he had a unique passion for martial arts. He loved to collect things related to martial arts, namely techniques and records of martial arts. His collection was a mess.

This was the only hope he had for the Martial Dao he entrusted to his son. However, Qin Feng did not have the heart to cultivate, he only wanted to play around and cultivate in the Tianwu Gate.

Therefore, he no longer paid much attention to the collection of techniques and preferred the collection of books on martial arts.

Perhaps because of his previous collection of martial skills, Qin Changtian had gotten used to it. Even if the later collections were to record more about the martial arts, he would be collecting martial skills at the same time.

However, he was no longer like before, and focused on the level of the martial skills, accepting them whenever he saw one. Qin Feng had once had a good impression of his father's actions, which was — gratifying.

Even so, Qin Changtian still treated those collections like treasures. Adding to the fact that Qin Feng had disappointed him, Qin Changtian simply did not allow this guy to enter the secret room that he was in.

He was afraid that Qin Feng would not have the money to play around. Even if it was the item he bought with a high price, he could be sold cheaply by this unfilial son of his for the sake of his ”treasures”.

Just as Qin Feng finished speaking, Zhang Lan looked towards Qin Changtian and said, ”Chang Tian, your son wants to see, let him see! The current him has already become sensible, and will definitely not do anything rash again. ”

Zhang Lan's thoughts were very simple. She just wanted Qin Feng to be immersed in her husband's library, so that he wouldn't feel sad while squatting next to Xue'er's grave.

After all, apart from a few techniques, the items that her husband had collected were not worth much. However, if one were to take a look at them, it would be quite interesting.

Qin Changtian sighed, then took out the key and handed it over to Qin Feng: Feng'er, go take a look yourself! Remember, you must gently put it down and gently flip through it. ”

”Got it, Daddy.” Qin Feng acknowledged him, then took the key from Qin Changtian's hands and quickly left.

Within the secret room.

Qin Feng stood there in a daze, also flabbergasted.

The interior was about thirty to forty meters in radius, and there were rows and rows of bookshelves lined up neatly. Some of them looked very old, but they did have the tempo of rotting at the touch.

Qin Feng never thought that his father would collect so many things.

If it was a year ago, Qin Feng would definitely scoff at these collections.

But now, just as his mother had said, he was already sensible, so he naturally wouldn't think this way again.