I can assign tasks to the heroine as the villain through the book

Chapter 147 It's time to go out for a walk!Let me kiss one!

He Changfeng opened his eyes slowly, and let out a breath of foul breath.

He still doesn't know what kind of impact his breakthrough has caused.

I only know that after stepping into a new realm, I feel refreshed and eager to find something to do.

Looking at the Destiny copy card lying quietly in the system space, the corners of He Changfeng's mouth curled up.

"It's time to go for a walk."

He Changfeng got up straight and walked out of the bedroom.

Wan Rou was cleaning outside, and when she saw He Changfeng coming out, she hurriedly shouted respectfully.

"Master Changfeng."

"Come with me."

"Yes."

Wan Rou quickly put down the broom and followed He Changfeng.

The two stepped on the flying sword and left in the air.

After leaving for a while, Xiao Wanyun walked out from the side.

Looking at He Changfeng's figure, she felt infinite pressure for the first time after her rebirth.

This man is so outstanding.

So good that it has refreshed her cognition.

Originally, she thought that before she escaped from the world, continuous breakthroughs were already considered gods.

But in the realm of Mingxin, He Changfeng can still do this!

This man is much better than her!

"Hmph! Just wait, I will definitely catch up with you!"

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The outer sect of Qingyun Sect.

He Changfeng landed slowly, and after retracting the spiritual power connection, the shape of the flying sword suddenly shrunk a lot. Wan Rou quickly bent down to retract it, holding the flying sword, and obediently followed behind He Changfeng.

In the outer sect, the disciples of the outer sect were the biggest. Except for the elders, they were not afraid of anyone. They were usually arrogant, but after seeing He Changfeng, they still hid aside vigilantly.

Although they didn't know He Changfeng, but seeing that he was dressed in fine clothes, had an extraordinary temperament, and was accompanied by a maid when he traveled, they knew that he was an unusual person.

It is likely to be a brother from the inner sect.

He Changfeng stepped at the outer gate. Although this is a sect, the outer gate is no different from a small city.

Because the number of people is as high as 20, many outside disciples choose to open small shops, firstly to win people's hearts and make friends, and secondly to earn a little money.

He Changfeng walked with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, which attracted the attention of many female disciples from the outer sect around him.

Those outer school female disciples who were tall and incomprehensible in front of the handyman disciples who were registering their names, stared blankly at He Changfeng's figure like nymphomaniacs.

Facing He Changfeng, they were a little ashamed of themselves, and they didn't even dare to go up to say hello, so they could only secretly watch with admiration.

Although Wan Rou was only He Changfeng's maid, she felt a little happy after feeling the gazes of the people around her.

In the past, although she got along with Wan's family members.

But because they are all servant disciples of the outer sect.

He has no status, no strength, and is usually bullied.

Almost any dirty work is left to them.

Rather than being disciples, they are more like free slaves taken by Qing Yunzong.

But following He Changfeng's side, she could enjoy a feeling that she didn't have before.

respect!

Even if they are just He Changfeng's slaves, they are more noble than these registered disciples and handyman disciples of the outer sect.

"Oh? Then why are there so many people around?"

There is a square ahead, crowded with people, and the momentum is huge.

Wan Rou took a closer look and said, "Master, that's the outer sect's once-a-month ranking meeting."

"Among the handyman disciples every month, there will be [-] registered places, and [-] registered disciples will enter the outer gate."

"And among the disciples of the outer sect, there will be ten places every month to enter the inner sect."

"That's why there is this ranking meeting to determine the candidates."

He Changfeng nodded secretly after hearing Wan Rou's explanation.

He naturally doesn't care about this kind of petty trouble.

Anyway, it's all out, why don't you go and have a look.

There are too many people in the square, but there are restaurants beside it.

When He Changfeng entered the restaurant, the disciples in the restaurant saw He Changfeng's clothes, their eyes lit up, and they hurried forward to greet him.

"Brother, what do you want to order?"

"The best wine, the best food, come up fast."

"okay."

The disciple looked excited, knowing that he had met the master, he hurried to report.

Another disciple led He Changfeng to a window upstairs.

There are quite a few disciples here, all with a bowl of wine and a side dish, staying here to watch the ranking meeting.

"He Changfeng?!"

But just as he went upstairs, an exclamation came.

He Changfeng followed the prestige.

Not far away, a table of people was sitting, some of them were still injured.

The person who spoke had his hands wrapped in sackcloth, like two meat dumplings.

"He Changfeng?"

At the wine table, a middle-aged man heard the sound, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"Fifth Grandfather, this is the guy who injured us outside the reception hall and took Xiaorou away as a maid. He caused my injury!"

The man raised his hands and said loudly.

"It was you!"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and looked at He Changfeng with anger in his eyes.

The energy in the body surged, and the power of the Ming state of mind burst out.

The disciples who were drinking around were all trembling.

The out-of-the-ordinary monks are at least the elite of the outer sect. In this restaurant, it is hard not to find a second one!

"He Changfeng, do you know who I am?"

The middle-aged voice was forceful, and he shouted.

"do not know."

He Changfeng smiled lightly, and went directly to sit down at the wine table where his disciples were leading him.

Seeing He Changfeng's nonchalant expression, the middle-aged man was furious.

"Asshole, even your mother Wan Yasu has to call me Uncle Wu, dare to be so disrespectful to elders, do you think this is Blue Star?"

He Changfeng let out a hum from his nose, but he didn't respond.

"This guy..."

The middle-aged man's chest rose and fell slightly, and he looked at Wan Rou.

"Xiao Rou, come back quickly, Grandpa Fifth is here!"

The middle-aged beckoned, but Wan Rou was extremely hesitant.

She glanced at He Changfeng, and her eyes were clearly filled with reluctance.

"Xiao Rou, you don't have to be afraid of him. Grandpa Fifth is a master of the transcendental realm. Even if he is very capable, so what, he is not the only one who gets beaten!"

"That's right, Fifth Grandpa happened to avenge us today"

Thousands of people around also opened their mouths.

But Wan Rou lowered her head with a troubled expression on her face.

"What's the matter?"

The middle-aged man frowned, sensing something was wrong.

"Xiaorou, don't be afraid. Grandpa Fifth taught him a lesson for his mother today. Come back quickly and don't accidentally hurt you later."

"Fifth Grandpa, let's forget about this matter."

Wanrou reminded with an ugly face.

Seeing this, everyone was taken aback.

"what?"

"This beast must be threatening Xiao Rou."

"That's right, he was the one who snatched Xiaorou away back then, how could Xiaorou speak up for him, she must have been threatened."

"Fifth Grandpa, Xiaorou is our family member, we must not let her stay with that bastard He Changfeng."

Listening to the words of the juniors around him, the middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully.

Immediately, his face was full of cruelty, and he walked towards He Changfeng.

What they didn't know was that Wan Rou just didn't want to see them get hurt.

"You boy, today I will teach you what it means to respect seniors!"

The middle-aged man stepped forward, just about to hold He Changfeng's shoulder.

But a scolding sound sounded at this moment.

"You're making trouble here, don't you want to live?"

A disciple who was serving food shouted at the middle-aged man.

"What are you?"

The middle-aged man was full of anger, how could he give face to the other party.

Just a kid in the innate realm.

"Senior brother Zhao also has a share in this restaurant. Now senior brother Zhao is competing downstairs. This year he has a chance to enter the inner sect. If you don't even give senior brother Zhao face, you can try it!"

Although the disciple who served the dishes had only innate cultivation, he was not afraid of being middle-aged at all.

Hearing this, the face of the middle-aged man also changed.

He has also heard of Senior Brother Zhao, who was born and bred in the Lanchuan world. He is only 30 years old, and he is already in the middle stage of enlightenment. Don't dare to offend, otherwise, the whole Wanjia can't bear it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we didn't know this was Brother Zhao's site, I'll go back right away."

The middle-aged man smiled and fled back in a hurry.

A group of Wanjia didn't dare to act rashly, they could only stare at He Changfeng viciously from a distance.

But He Changfeng didn't care about those people at all.

"Brother, the dishes are all ready, please use them."

The disciple who served the dishes bowed slightly to He Changfeng, and then left.

In front of He Changfeng, the table was full of delicious food and wine. Looking at the thousands of families, he was full of envy, and even salivated.

Looking at their table again, several small dishes have already been snatched away.

He didn't dare to drink a few bowls of sake.

Because everyone is in short supply, there is no money to add more, and they are afraid that they will finish drinking early and be driven away by the tavern.

"This guy, why haven't I seen you for a while, and suddenly changed into a different person, wearing such nice clothes, and making such a big deal?"

"I don't know either. Logically speaking, he should be just a handyman."

"I see, this guy stole the clothes from somewhere, just to pretend to be tough in front of us."

"It's possible, so it can be explained."

"It's just a pity that Xiaorou, what a little girl, is still trapped in the wolf's den."

There was a lot of discussion.

The middle-aged man lightly thumped on the table, fearing that there would be a big commotion, but he still forced his face full of confidence and said: "Let that little bastard be arrogant for a while, and he will feel better when he leaves this restaurant!"

The middle-aged man let out a cold snort, picked up the wine bowl, and took a sip cautiously.

...

"Eat."

At the table, He Changfeng looked at Wanrou and said.

"Master...don't you eat?"

She wanted to call the master subconsciously, but when she thought that her family was not far away, she quickly changed her words.

He Changfeng didn't answer, but just shook his head.

He picked up the wine and took a sip.

But He Changfeng was really not used to drinking the strong wine from the upper realm, so he just threw it aside.

His gaze stayed on the arena in the square below.

Two outer disciples are fighting.

In order to get into the ten seats of the inner sect, these outer sect disciples were very ruthless.

There was almost blood on the knife, and both of them had a lot of scars on their bodies, and the blood even soaked their clothes.

The onlookers applauded again and again, and the momentum was astonishing.

But He Changfeng's gaze suddenly froze.

He noticed two figures in the distance.

Sitting high in the back of the crowd, snuggled up, so close.

Seeing these two people, He Changfeng smiled in his heart.

I wanted to go out for a while, and then go back to find Fang Chen, but I didn't expect to meet him at this time.

The suzerain's daughter, Su Qingwan.

She is also the proud daughter of heaven in Qingyun Sect, but at this moment she is lying in Fang Chen's arms like a bird, with a shy and timid expression, which is extremely sweet.

The surrounding disciples couldn't help casting jealous glances, but they all saw that Fang Chen was extraordinary, and dared not step forward to provoke him.

This script made He Changfeng a little strange.

Logically speaking, the emotional experience between the protagonist and the heroine cannot be smooth, and there must be villains who covet the beauty of the heroine when they go out, and then make provocative words.

But why, Fang Chen and Su Qingwan are going to talk about marriage, and no one is obstructing it.

"It's kind of interesting."

He Changfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was still thinking about what script Fang Chen was using.

But unexpectedly, Fang Chen sneered.

"But so!"

And at this time, it happened to be the end of the battle on the ring.

The victor panted and raised his arms and shouted.

Even He Changfeng from the restaurant could hear his voice clearly, so it was conceivable how arrogant Fangchen was here.

The disciples on the ring really heard it, and followed the prestige.

Seeing Fang Chen accompanied by the beauty in his arms, the disciple's eyes narrowed slightly, a little more dignified.

But after feeling Fang Chen's strength, a fierce light erupted in his eyes.

"How dare you speak out loudly if you have a perfect realm?"

The disciple shouted coldly, but Fang Chen had a nonchalant expression on his face.

The scene on the square attracted the attention of many people.

You know, the disciples in the arena are in the middle stage of Youming state of mind.

"Complete?"

Fang Chen sneered.

"Your enlightened heart is not necessarily stronger than my perfect mortal body."

"what?"

The disciple suddenly flew into a rage.

He had never been humiliated like this.

A mortal body, dare to challenge his own state of clear mind?

Especially after seeing the beauties around Fang Chen, his inner competitiveness became stronger.

Although Su Qingwan is the suzerain's daughter, most of the disciples from the outer sect have never seen her since she has lived in Xiandao for a long time and wandered around the inner sect.

"Don't you know how to speak quickly? There is a kind of roll over and fight!"

The disciple pointed at Fang Chen's nose and shouted.

Fang Chen stood up straight, but Su Qingwan at the side hurriedly pulled him back.

"No, he is in the realm of Mingxin, I am afraid you are not his opponent."

"Wan'er, you don't believe me?"

Fang Chen looked at Su Qingwan and asked.

"Of course not, but I don't want to see you hurt."

"What is this? If I can't even compare to a good-for-nothing trash, what qualifications do I have to marry you in the future?"

Hearing this, Su Qingwan's pretty face flushed immediately.

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Wan'er, if I win, let me kiss you, okay?"

"Hate it, don't do this!"

Su Qingwan quickly looked aside.

"Then I'll take it as your agreement."

Fang Chen smiled.

"Don't get hurt, I will feel bad."

Su Qingwan said shyly.

"rest assured."

The scene where the two were glued together made everyone jealous.

The disciples who were waiting for the battle were even blushing with anger!

These two blatantly showed their affection, what did they take him for?

"It's nothing to hide behind a woman. If I have the ability to fight in the ring, even if I'm injured, I'll kill you today!"

The disciple couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled again.

Fang Chen finally moved.

With a little tiptoe, the body rushed out lightly, and after taking a few steps in the air, it gracefully landed on the ring.

The female disciples watching the battle couldn't help but feel a little moved.

But when they think of Su Qingwan, the women feel ashamed.

On the arena, Fang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his face full of contempt.

"I'll see how long you can pretend!"

The disciple roared, drew out the broadsword around his waist, and charged directly at Fang Chen.

With a swing of the knife, the air twisted, and the sound of breaking the wind was extremely ear-piercing.

Although the disciple was injured and unable to display his peak strength, even so, he still had the early stage strength of the Ming state of mind.

And Fang Chen is just a mortal body.

When everyone thought that Fang Chen couldn't even defend against a knife, an amazing scene happened.

Under the aura of the sword, the sword light suddenly appeared.

The sword around Fang Chen's waist seemed to be alive, and it shot out automatically, lying in front of Fang Chen, blocking the knife.

The blade struggled and hummed, and when it was about to fall, Fang Chen made a move and grabbed the hilt.

Before the disciple recovered his senses, a dazzling sword light swept over him.

Boundless sword energy enveloped him.

Although Fang Chen's sword hadn't arrived yet, the sword energy was already able to tear apart the disciple's clothes and cut his skin.

When this sword came, the disciple had no chance to fight back and could only watch helplessly.

Fortunately, at the last inch, the long sword stopped.

The tip of the sword is just in front of the disciple's eyebrows.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, the skin between his brows exploded, blood flowed out, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground!

The place was dead silent.

Silent!

Everyone watched the scene on the ring in disbelief.

At the peak of consummation, he actually killed the master of the Ming state of mind in seconds?

If it is a rumor, no one will believe it.

But now, it really happened in front of them.

The corners of Fang Chen's mouth curled up a little, and he looked at Su Qingwan who was watching behind the crowd.

Feeling the gaze, Su Qingwan also smiled sweetly.

Perhaps thinking of the agreement between herself and Fang Chen, Su Qingwan blushed.

"Does anyone else dare to come? I, Fang Chen, will accompany you to the end!"