"Yes, please introduce yourselves!"

Ximen Wuhen nodded and spoke to these young people.

"Hello, Master Qin Xiao, my name is Ximen Wuhui, and he is my brother!"

Ximen Wuhui was the first to stand up and introduce himself to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng smiled and nodded at Ximen Wuhui.

After Ximen Wuhui sat down, a beautiful woman wearing a light cyan skirt to Ximen Wuhui's left immediately stood up, first smiled at Ling Feng, and then said:

"Hello, Master Qin Xiao, my name is Ximen Wuqing, and I am the cousin of Brother Wuhen!"

Afterwards, everyone else introduced themselves.

All of these people are Ximen Wuhen’s cousins.

Ling Feng didn't expect that Ximen Wuhen had so many cousins.

"Your family is really prosperous!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly at Ximen Wuhen.

"Haha, there is strength in numbers. Over the past thousands of years, the strength of our Ximen family has been declining. The main reason is that the number of direct bloodline members is very small, so now the people in our family are working very hard to have children.

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Ximen Wuhen smiled at Ling Feng. He was not afraid of Ling Feng's jokes when he said this.

"Um!"

Ling Feng nodded slightly. He also knew that this kind of family usually valued the direct disciples. After endless years of inheritance, generally speaking, the talents of direct lineage were better.

"Master Qin Xiao, you are a pattern interpreter, can you show us your skills?"

Suddenly, Ximen Qingqing said to Ling Feng with a cheerful expression.

Her temperament is lively and naughty.

Although she has seen many tattoo artists, she has never seen one as young as Ling Feng.

"Yes, Master Qin Xiao, show me your skills!"

The girls at the same table also looked at Ling Feng expectantly.

"No nonsense, I brought Master Qin Xiao here to eat, drink and chat, not to get rid of wrinkles!"

Ximen Wuhen immediately shouted at Ximen Wuqing and the other people who followed him.

Being scolded by Ximen Wuhen, Ximen Qingqing pouted, with a look of displeasure on his face, but she did not dare to join in the booing.

"Haha, Mr. Wuhen, don't be like this. It's not good to scare everyone. Since everyone wants to see it so much, it's not a bad idea for Qin to show his hand to help everyone!"

Ling Feng said with a smile.

"Master Qin Xiao, little sister, she was just joking with you, you don't have to take it seriously!"

Ximen Wuhen spoke to Ling Feng.

He didn't know Ling Feng very well. He knew that Ling Feng's sword skills were powerful, but he had never seen Ling Feng's pattern-breaking skills.

In his opinion, removing lines is a very dangerous thing. In this situation, it is not suitable at all. Once something goes wrong, it may cause big chaos.

"It's okay, it's just a tattoo removal. I'm sure nothing will happen to me. Don't worry!"

Ling Feng smiled at Ximen Wuhen, he knew what Ximen Wuhen was worried about.

"All right!"

Ximen Wuhen nodded, but he was still a little worried and immediately cast a barrier to cover their table.

He looked up at Ximen Qingqing, and then said: "Miss Wuqing, since you want to see me show off my skills, then you have to sacrifice a little!"

"Ah? Me? What do you want me to sacrifice?"

Ximen Qingqing looked at Ling Feng and immediately showed doubts.

"Haha, of course I sacrifice my appearance, you are so beautiful!"

The women at the same table couldn't help but tease him.

"Here, these people are really open-minded!"

Ling Feng sighed secretly in his heart.

Being teased by the sisters at the same table, Ximen Wuqing's pretty face immediately showed a trace of blush, he glared at the sisters fiercely, and shouted:

"What are you talking nonsense about?"

"Haha, don't worry, ruthless girl, I'm not asking you to sacrifice your appearance!"

Ling Feng laughed loudly, and then said: "The hairpin on your head is very beautiful, please lend it to me!"

"Hairpin?"

Ximen Qingqing was stunned for a moment. Her hairpin was a sixth-grade magic weapon. She spent a lot of savings to have it made by the masters of weapon refining.

Although this hairpin is only a sixth-grade magic weapon, its preciousness exceeds many seventh-grade magic weapons.

She really likes this hairpin.

At this moment, Lingfeng asked her for a hairpin, and she also knew that Lingfeng might use her hairpin to get rid of her wrinkles.

This was her beloved hairpin, and she really couldn't bear to part with it.

At this moment, she felt a little regretful. Why did she suggest that Master Qin Xiao perform?

But now that she has spoken, she cannot back down.

If she shrinks back, she means not giving face to the other party, which will make her Wuhen brother angry.

"Young ruthless girl, don't worry, I won't break your hairpin. If I break it, I will give you a more beautiful and precious one!"

Ling Feng also saw what Ximen Qingqing was thinking.

"All right!"

Ximen Wuqing nodded, then reached out and took off his beloved hairpin.

This hairpin is made of deep sea mithril, which is purple.

The hairpin is about half a foot long, and its tail is in the shape of a hollow water drop. There is a blue gemstone inside, which shines with charming brilliance.

There are two tassels hanging from the end of the hairpin, and at the bottom of the tassels, two crystal clear sapphires hang, shining brightly.

The whole hairpin has a beautiful shape, exquisite workmanship and smooth lines. Even though Lingfeng is a boy, he feels that this hairpin is very beautiful.

He took the hairpin and played with it in his hand.

At this moment, the eyes of the entire table fell on Ling Feng's hand.

Ling Feng raised his head and glanced at the people at the table, and then said, "Everyone is watching!"

Ximen Qingqing and the others nodded fiercely, their eyes wide open, for fear of missing any detail.

A blazing white light appeared on Ling Feng's right hand. Under the white light, he operated the secret technique of Lingxi Finger.

He used a gentle force to make the hair suspended in mid-air, with the tip of the hairpin facing down and the tail end and tassel facing up.

Under the gazes of Ximen Qingqing and the others, Ling Feng stretched out the middle finger of his right hand and flicked the hairpin lightly.

The pattern on the hairpin instantly lit up.

Then Lingfeng pinched the tip of the hairpin with the thumb and index finger of his right hand and gently pulled it.

The pattern engraved on the hairpin was like a film of cicada wings, which was pulled out from the hairpin by Ling Feng.

"this?"

Everyone was stunned by Ling Feng's methods.

At this moment, Ling Feng flicked it gently, and the formation patterns he pulled out from the hairpin floated out layer by layer.

There are a total of eighteen levels of formation patterns on this hairpin.

At this moment, these eighteen layers of formation patterns were thrown out by Ling Feng and floated in front of Ling Feng.

In front of Ling Feng, these formation patterns still maintained the same shape as the hairpin, and looked like the cicada shed from the hairpin.

Under everyone's gaze, Ling Feng opened his mouth and blew gently, and these formation patterns that looked like cicadas instantly collapsed and turned into complete Dao patterns.

Because the size of this hairpin is very small, these Dao patterns are also very small, and they are all wrapped around Ling Feng as if they have spirituality.
Chapter completed!