C277 Bai Su Practiced His Sword
Under Shen Qingfeng's persuasion, the parents reluctantly believed that their son had become an entrepreneur. They also found some information about the company in the national company credit system.
"Legal person, Lin Feng... Is this your partner? Child, it's such a big matter for you to open a company. Why didn't you tell your family about it? "
Although Yang Yajing complained, as long as her son's money was legal, she was still very proud. Her peers were still in school, and her son had earned a number that ordinary people could not imagine.
"Alright, this is always a good thing. Didn't your son say that he bought a new house? Let's go and take a look and we will know."
Under Shen Wentian's suggestion, the family drove in the direction of Silken Garden.
When they arrived near the villa, they saw the huge garden and the castle buildings at the end of the road. Even though their parents were intellectual, they were still shocked.
If they were to use their salaries to calculate, they wouldn't be able to pay the down payment for this house even if they lived frugally for the rest of their lives, right?
Yang Yajing said, "The child's father, shouldn't our family change to another car? We have to drive a high-end car to live in such a good place!"
Shen Wentian said, "Hehe, what do you know? Rich people nowadays pretend to be low-profile. The big boss is even driving the old Santana!"
Their family's car had been driving for more than five years. They were familiar with it and did not want to change it.
"Hello, Auntie Yang! Hello, Uncle Shen!"
"Hello, Grandfather and Grandmother!"
When they reached the door, the door of the villa opened and two elf-like girls, one big and one small, walked out. They were Jiang Muwan and Bai Su. They walked up to help carry the things.
"Hello, little princess Bai Su is beautiful again today!"
Yang Yajing liked little lolis very much. After all, when this girl was quiet, she was really devastatingly beautiful. When she grew up, it was unknown how many people would fall in love with her.
The family moved into the Spirit Mountain villa just like that. After a short period of shock, their parents quickly adapted to the environment here. The two of them had worked hard for more than half of their lives. They had never gone to a high-class resort to enjoy themselves. When they thought about how they could live here every day in the future, it felt unreal.
"Idiot, didn't you say you would hold an annual meeting here in two days? At that time, Auntie Yang and the others should be able to order something, right?"
Jiang Muwan took advantage of the time when there was no one around and asked Shen Qingfeng.
"En, I have thought about it. It is not a good thing to keep hiding it from my parents. What they need to adapt to next is a more real me." Shen Qingfeng explained.
Ever since a cultivator crossed the border and attacked his parents, he had decided to expose his identity. In the future, he could refine some pill to prolong his parents' life and even promote them to a cultivator.
"That's good. My sister said hello. My parents will come. At that time, it will depend on your performance!"
Jiang Muwan patted his shoulder. She also hoped that her father would not keep mentioning blind dates to her in the future. After all, she had a boyfriend.
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In the remaining two days, her parents were upstairs handling the engineering drawings. Jiang Muwan accompanied Bai Su to fight endlessly in the online gaming world.
While Shen Qingfeng was cultivating, he strengthened the formation around the Spirit Mountain villa. With his current Tribulation Stage magic power, although he was unable to set up the defensive formation of the King Sealing Valley due to the lack of materials, the improved formation was not weak either. It was very difficult for ordinary Tribulation Stage cultivators to break in. With someone in charge of the formation, it would be very difficult for them to break in. It was almost a narrow escape.
"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"
While he was cultivating, the Little Divine Dragon beside the fireplace suddenly woke up and wagged its tail towards the staircase. It turned out that it was Bai Su who carried the ragdoll cat and walked down.
"Shen Qingfeng, can you lend me that flying sword of yours to play with?" The little loli walked over and pulled Shen Qingfeng's clothes and said.
Shen Qingfeng asked, "What do you want the flying sword for? Do you also practice sword arts? "
"I know a lot! It's mainly because I suddenly gained some insight just now. Just play for me for a while! "
The little loli put down the ragdoll cat and pounced over like a koala. Her realm wasn't considered low, and she didn't have any magic treasures to use. However, the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox's body was incomparably strong, and just her little claws... When a magic treasure encountered a magic treasure, its spiritual light would be greatly reduced.0
"Alright, alright. I'll give you five minutes to play. Return it to me immediately after using it."
Shen Qingfeng's eyes had a helpless look. Recently, the little loli was not as fierce as before, but it was even harder to deal with her. She would always act like a spoiled child and roll around. Every time Jiang Muwan saw her, she would always side with her.
"Hehe..."
Bai Su stopped acting like a spoiled child and a crafty look flashed across her eyes. After getting along with Shen Qingfeng for a while, she realized that Shen Qingfeng was a person who was soft but not tough. If she fought with him, it would only have the opposite effect. Indeed, acting cute had the greatest benefit!
Shen Qingfeng summoned the sword, then casually struck out a Tao Arts Art, blocking the sound from his parents' room. He temporarily did not expose his identity as a cultivator, and was prepared to give his parents a slow process of acceptance.
"Ya! A monstrous genius looking at a sword!"
Bai Su held the sword in his small hand. As his magic power surged, the treasured sword shone brightly. He shouted at the ragdoll cat in a childish voice and began to wave a sword technique.
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