After joking, Feng Rong talked about the serious matter, "The Qingrong School's family seems to have no big relationship with this matter."

Lin Yingkong nodded, "They should have just gotten some kind of message."

"It's better that's all," Feng Rong's eyes sank slightly, "If they dare to cooperate with each other..."

"I don't think so," Lin Yingkong said: "The great sects of aristocratic families will always cherish their feathers more." Moreover, they have reached the high positions of these sects such as the Qingrong sect. If you are not careful, you will be pulled down and fall and will never be reborn. In most cases, you must be prepared to hit the target with one blow.

"I'm afraid that people are not satisfied with their hearts." Feng Rong would not use kindness to speculate on people who have malicious intentions towards him.

This point cannot be refuted. Lin Yingkong nodded in agreement and then asked: "Where will we go next?"

Feng Rong thought about it, "Is Qi Fengxu's personal preliminary competition today? Let's go and have a look."

Lin Yingkong: “…”

Feng Rong: "..." Why did his assistant's expression become so strange again?

"Minister," Lin Yingkong's expression subtle, "I still think you are very special to Qi Fengxu."

"Is there any?" Feng Rong asked casually, taking it as innocent.

"Yes!" Lin Yingkong accused dissatisfiedly, "We have been here for less than three days, and we can see him every day!"

"That's true," Feng Rong sighed, "He is also unlucky if he is plagued by cases."

Lin Yingkong: "..." Minister, what is the point?!

No matter how unhappy Lin was, he and Feng Rong still went to watch Qi Fengxu's game. There was no way. Even if this person was not a suspect, he had a lot to do with the case.

Compared to many professional competitions that cannot be understood, the actual competitions that can be roughly attributed to fighting are obviously more popular. They went there late, and the audience was already full. This is a competition area divided into countless small competition areas, which is similar to the previous formation competitions, and it is also a wheel battle point system. The interval is longer. When Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong found Qi Fengxu's competition area, he was preparing for the second round of the competition, and Ji also helped him relax his muscles and bones. The people in the Ascetic Club were cheering up for their president.

He stood there casually, looking for a corner with a ok view. Lin Yingkong looked at the information displayed on the big screen and said, "He only fought for three minutes and ended." And he also won.

"Is he an opponent of the same level?" Feng Rong also looked over and nodded, "Just finished a game, his spiritual power is still very stable now. It seems that his control power is very good."

Lin Yingkong, who had just experienced the failure of indirect confession, went crazy when he heard this, "Minister, please praise him again!"

Feng Rong was confused, "I didn't praise him, I just told the truth." His assistant began to get angry again. Di Bingqiao's text message last night was right, and the fever affected the status of dark creatures.

So, Lin Yingkong received a cup of herbal tea from the minister who had never packed non-essentials in Qiankun bags: "..." Even if his heart was filled with honey, he could not withstand the bitter taste of Chinese medicine!

Qi Fengxu's game is about to begin. The two players took the field three minutes in advance. Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong stood there and looked down. Only then did they see Qi Fengxu's front. Feng Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is there a wound on his face...?"

When Lin Yingkong heard him talking, he only looked at Qi Fengxu's face that he hated, and then he secretly said, "You'll be beaten by the members of Xijing Society."

Feng Rong was reminded by him and showed a sense of pride, "The instructed by Kuang You? Then he can be regarded as a protective cover." He said that, but there was no point in praise.

"Yesterday, Kuang You almost fought with Qi Fengxu with his people when he was in the East 2nd Division. It's not surprising," Lin Yingkong said, "But I don't know if he only asked someone to cause trouble for Qi Fengxu, or if the entire ascetic was dragged into the water."

"If it's just a few small frictions, no one dares to spread the news." Feng Rong thoughtfully, "In addition to having something to do with Chong Wanyue, he is not familiar with Peng Hui and Zhao Xiaming, right?"

Lin Yingkong showed no sympathy for his attack. "Even if he is not familiar with it, he is the one who is under his control or has any connection with the one who is under his control..." He suddenly paused, "Is the minister trying to say that someone might have deliberately framed Qi Fengxu?"

Feng Rong refused to say anything, "He is more than the suspect now."

While thinking about the case, Lin Yingkong was confused whether the Minister was helping Qi Fengxu. The competition in the field below had already begun. Qi Fengxu was facing a golden demon clan, with many small metal thin pieces floating beside him, which taught people not to get close to him. Qi Fengxu seemed to have practiced martial arts hard, and directly threw a water dragon into the dense metal thin pieces, rolled a gap, bent down and sprinted, drilled into the gap, and fought with the opponent directly.

The demon race did not expect that most human students who rely on different abilities would change this way of combat. He was caught off guard and approached him and almost hit the abdomen with a punch. Fortunately, his excellent reaction force in his original shape allowed him to dodge the first time. Qi Fengxu, who failed to succeed in one blow, remained unchanged. Before he stepped back, he opened a water screen barrier in front of him. His judgment was very correct, because the next second the metal thorn of the demon race's opponent pierced on his water screen.

"Excellent battlefield judgment." Feng Rong said, even though he was praising others, he still looked arrogant and indifferent.

Lin Yingkong looked at him and suddenly said, "What about me, Minister?"

"Hmm?" Unexpectedly, he would suddenly ask such a question. Feng Rong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are better than me."

His words were half ridiculous and half serious. Lin Yingkong looked at the soft moment between his eyebrows and eyes, and thought to himself that the minister clearly had no feelings for him, but why... he couldn't notice anything?

Lin Yingkong felt that compared to the previous plans to pursue the minister, he seemed to need to destroy the peach blossom shield that the minister targeted him first... But then again, why is the minister so slow? It's such a cute attribute that makes people cry and want to hold the wall to cry.

The two of them were silent for less than a moment, and a tide of cheers suddenly broke out in the audience. When they looked down, they found that the game between Qi Fengxu and the demon opponent had ended. After four and a half minutes, Qi Fengxu won again.

Now Lin Yingkong has to admit it, "It's true that he has good talent..." But why was he still beaten by Kuang You and his club?

After all, he was still a young man. After winning, Qi Fengxu hugged Ji Ye, who was excited and blushed with Ji Ye, and then brived each other with Xu Ru and others who were forming a team. When he looked up inadvertently, he swept the corner of his eyes to the two people standing side by side in the corner of the audience. He couldn't help but be stunned. Ji Ye, next to him, called him: "Xiao Xu?"
Chapter completed!