Chapter 663

So that's what you think of me? " Qian Renxue suddenly glanced at Wang Feng, "Did you do that on purpose in the Great Star Dou Forest? Did you beat me up because you didn't like me? "

"You must have felt good when you beat me up, right? After all, how could you beat up a noble, dignified, elegant, and indifferent person like me? "

Wang Feng, "…"

Sister, what are you talking about?

That was a long time ago.

Qian Renxue was talking about when Wang Feng first awakened the Soul Slaying Spear and awakened the Dark Angel Martial Soul in the Great Star Dou Forest. Then, he met the Qian Renxue.

Then, some stories happened.

But what Qian Renxue said … was really damn accurate.

Wang Feng did have a good time beating him up. After all, he always knew Qian Renxue's identity.

He didn't expect Qian Renxue to remember it so clearly and still remember it in her heart. These women really hold grudges!

Wang Fengxin was a little embarrassed.

Of course, he couldn't admit it.

"How is this possible?"

Wang Feng was surprised, "You were the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe back then. Compared to you now, it's like heaven and earth. Where did the noble, dignified, elegant, and indifferent come from? I can't even recognize you. How can I have such thoughts? Don't slander me. I thought you were an enemy … "

The sharp light in Qian Renxue's eyes faded a little, but he frowned and said,

"You don't know? When you were six years old, I saw you and gave you a token of mine. Then, in the Great Soul Arena in Soto City, you … you touched … I used my Martial Soul at that time. How can you not recognize it? "

"The Angel Martial Soul is unique. How can you not recognize it?"

"Men like to quibble!"

Qian Renxue looked at Wang Feng coldly, as if he had seen through him.

Wang Feng, "…"

Sister, don't go too far!

However, Qian Renxue's aura was really strong.

She was so much better than Ning Rongrong. Even Zhu Zhuqing couldn't compare.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng suddenly felt that the Qian Renxue in front of him was not that fragrant.

'Rongrong is still the best. She's beautiful, gentle, gullible, and easy to coax. Zhuqing is obedient and sensible …'

Wang Fengxin suddenly had this thought, and then he scolded himself, "Wang Feng, you stinking scumbag, what are you thinking?"

"Do you still have that token?" Qian Renxue suddenly asked.

Wang Feng thought for a moment before retrieving it from his soul tool. Qian Renxue furrowed his brow when he saw this, but he still nodded. The coldness in his eyes lessened a little.

"Seems like you've been keeping it?" Qian Renxue asked calmly, "Why don't you throw it away?"

"It's such a pity to throw it away. I can sell it for money when the time comes."

Wang Feng shook his head and said, "Now that I know who you are, I'll keep it for now. Maybe it'll be useful to me."

Qian Renxue was silent for a moment before saying, "Since you know it'll be useful, don't keep it in your soul tool. Keep it with you so that you won't have a chance to use it if you forget about it."

"That makes sense. I'll listen to you."

Wang Feng placed it in his arms.

At this moment, the six Titled Douluo seemed to have finished their patrol, and quickly returned.

Qian Renxue quickly walked to Wang Feng's side and leaned in closer. Their arms touched, and they seemed a little intimate.

"Let's go. You guys take the front. Popetiff and I will take the back. If there's nothing important, don't disturb us. I have something important to discuss with Popetiff. "

Qian Renxue glanced at the six of them.

The six of them were stunned. They looked at the two of them with strange expressions. However, they seemed to have thought of something and didn't say anything. They quickly flew towards the Pontiff's Palace.

"Old Ghost, I think the young master has gotten together with Popetiff."

In mid-air, the Ju Douluo whispered, "The young master was sent to the Heaven Dou Empire's palace at such a young age. Her plan failed, and she almost got into an accident. If Lord Popetiff didn't appear in time to save her, the situation wouldn't be good … will it be because of this …"

"What does it have to do with you? Why do you care so much?" The Gui Douluo chuckled. "Given the young master's strength and pride, no one is worthy of her. Isn't it good that she's together with Popetiff? Can't you tell what the Pontiff is thinking? He wants to tie His Majesty Popetiff to the Martial Soul Hall … "

The Ju Douluo nodded. This Old Ghost is a ten-thousand-year-old single dog. I didn't expect him to think of this.

"However, given Lord Popetiff's personality, I don't think it'll work out." The Ju Douluo shook his head.

It wasn't just the two of them; the other Titled Douluo were also thinking the same thing.

The six of them opened up a path in front, while Qian Renxue and Wang Feng followed behind.

"Are you really coming?"

Wang Feng looked at Qian Renxue, who was walking side by side with him, and whispered, "Why don't we forget about it? I don't think they'll be suspicious. With my acting skills, there won't be any problems. "

Qian Renxue looked at Wang Feng and said calmly, "Do you think I want to do this? Isn't it so that you can find a chance to sneak away? Do you think I'll really … really like you? "

"Of course not. I'm so strong and so outstanding. You're not worthy of me," Wang Feng said.

"…" Qian Renxue glared at Wang Feng.

At that moment, Qian Renxue suddenly thought of the arrogant Feng Yuxiu in the cave.

This guy really hasn't changed at all.

Qian Renxue was silent for a moment, and said calmly, "You're strong and outstanding.

But it doesn't matter. I don't need to be worthy of you. My ideal man is a strong man like the white-robed Popetiff, not you. Otherwise, why do you think I asked you to pretend to be him? "

Wang Feng: "…"

Wang Feng looked at Qian Renxue and thought, "Who are you kidding? You've only seen the white-robed Popetiff once.

Since when did he become your ideal man? "

"I didn't know that your ideal man is someone who doesn't even have feelings." Wang Feng shook his head and said, "I don't know if it's true or not."

Qian Renxue's lips curled up.

"Do you care? Whether it's true or not, it has nothing to do with you. "

Of course it does.

If it's true …

Then it's too difficult for me. Wang Fengxin sighed.

Seeing that Wang Feng didn't answer, Qian Renxue seemed to be a little relieved, and her cold cheeks also became a little gentler.

The two of them walked side by side, but Qian Renxue didn't act recklessly and didn't do anything out of line in order to maintain her image in the hearts of the people in the Martial Spirit Palace. The two of them walked a little closer together, side by side.

But for the other six Titled Douluo, they vaguely understood something and didn't disturb the two of them.

The plan was the same as Qian Renxue's, and there were no accidents.

In a city not far from the Martial Spirit City, that night, Qian Renxue and Popetiff were in the same big hotel room on the pretext of discussing some matters.

"Leave here quietly tonight …"

Qian Renxue said in a deep voice, "They haven't come to talk to you for the past two days, which means they've tacitly agreed. Tonight is the best chance. If you don't leave, you'll go to the Pope's Palace tomorrow. She won't let you leave so easily this time. "

"You can hide from these six Titled Douluo, but you can't hide from her."

"Leave when it's late at night."

(End of Chapter)