The Mingxin seed is the bloodline. The thicker the bloodline, the purer it is. The greater the chance of fusion of the Mingxin seed, the higher the quality.

Miss Jiang Chen is the ancestral bloodline of the Yaomin clan. She has been thought to be able to integrate advanced clear heart seeds since she was a child. Sure enough, as soon as she arrived at the age of sixteen, she got a seven-ring clear heart seed.

Why is this boy who doesn’t look like a child at all still an ordinary person until he is seventeen years old?

Jiang Feng looked at him from the side and felt a little different.

He kept clenching his fists, holding his strength without exerting it, and suppressing it very hard. It seemed as if he knew how powerful his power was, deliberately restraining himself and unwilling to take action to hurt others.

Interestingly, he seems to be called... Huang Hu, right?

The young man could not pull him after shouting for a long time, and he was a little impatient. A hint of resentment flashed across his face, and just as he was about to speak, Jiang Feng walked out.

He looked around and said lightly: "How long will the Kuixing Banquet start?"

There seemed to be something faintly cold in his eyes. The young man breathed slightly and replied: "It's almost time..."

Jiang Feng smiled slightly, and the sharpness of the ice needle suddenly subsided. He pointed to the rag beneath Huang Hu and said, "It's too unrestrained to start, so I'll clean up as soon as possible."

A young and handsome young man came over, looked up and down at Jiang Feng, and smiled and said, "That's right, Huang Qi, don't play here, just do the serious business first."

He gestured to somewhere, and Huang Qi's face changed immediately and he shouted, "Where is the person? I don't know how to clean up this mess!?"

Immediately, several servants rushed over to clean up. Huang Qi glared at Huang Hu a few times, his lips moved, and he turned around and walked away.

Huang Hu sat on the ground. He was a little at a loss. A servant said bluntly: "Master Huang, please get out of here, otherwise we will not be able to clean it!"

Huang Hu got up in panic, shrank his body and stood aside, even in front of the servant, he didn't dare to say a word.

Jiang Feng walked to him and asked with a smile: "Are you from the Huang family?"

Obviously, few people would take the initiative to talk to Huang Hu. His body shook obviously, stared at Jiang Feng for a long time, and then whispered: "Yes..."

Just as the incident just now had never happened, Jiang Feng said as if nothing had happened: "I saw a martial arts hall in the city before, saying it was opened by the Huang family. Is it your family?"

Huang Hu nodded and said, "Yes, it's my family's property..." He showed a strong expression of envy on his face. "I have always wanted to learn it, but it's a pity..."

Jiang Feng asked, "Huh? Do all the children of the Huang family go to the martial arts school to study?"

Huang Hu looked at him and shook his head: "No, usually the family specially invites the martial artists to come back...but I am different..."

His voice was very low, and he stopped for a while, obviously without any confidence. Jiang Feng was very patient and asked him some questions slowly. After talking for a long time, Huang Hu became a little familiar with him. The answers to the questions were much smoother than at the beginning.

Jiang Feng's smart person was tempted in a short while. Huang Hu didn't know that he was a ancestral bloodline and had never merged with the Mingxin seed. He didn't even think that his body shape and strength that was different from ordinary people was an advantage, but he had a strong sense of inferiority to it!

And all these thoughts were instilled into him by the so-called "maid".

"Mrs. It's not good for me to do this. It's easy to cause trouble for my family. If something happens, the whole family will not have a good life."

"Madam" repeatedly emphasized to him that his talent is actually a defect, and he must be well controlled so as not to cause trouble. Therefore, he must be careful and do whatever others say. He must never fight back when he is beaten. Anyway, he is "stricken and thick-skinned" and "it's okay to be hit a few more."

Huang Hu has regarded these words as golden rules since he was a child, strictly enforced, and grew up like this now.

Jiang Feng frowned tightly, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "You will do whatever others say, then..."

Huang Hu's lips were pursed tightly and suddenly said, "I know that's wrong, but I still don't want to do some things..."

Jiang Feng suddenly smiled. At this time, his short table had been replaced with a new one and was set up again. He grabbed the wine pot again, poured two glasses of wine, and placed one in front of Huang Hu: "Come on, I'll toast you!"

Huang Hu had never received such treatment before. He was flattered and his hands trembled when he held up the wine glass, almost shaking out the wine.

There were a few more laughs next to him, and someone whispered: "It turns out that he is a civilian boy, and he is only worthy of having sex with a little bastard like Huang Shiba..."

"Hehehehehe!"

Jiang Feng listened quietly, laughing in his heart: "Little bastard? What kind of bastard bloodline can be described as a small bastard, and this family really has no hope!"

However, he did not express this thought on his face at all. He just found some gossip and chatted with Huang Hu. He found that Huang Hu was as good as he had never left since he was a child and had no knowledge or knowledge. But his nature was extremely pure and had a kind of innate kindness.

Jiang Feng stared at him and his heart moved slightly. When the lady met him on the street, was he such a person?

No, he looked down at his wine glass. He was far less kind than Huang Hu...

He raised his head, drank the wine in his glass in one go, and smiled at Huang Hu, "Come again!"

After Jiang Feng was here one hour, people finally came gradually.

At this time, the last sunset in the sky disappeared cleanly, and the hall was brightly lit, illuminating the gems embedded on the pillars on the walls, making it look like a gorgeous appearance in the prosperous era.

The short table is filled with people, most of which are above the dawn level, describing self-confidence and freedom.

Huang Hu seemed to feel a little inferior among these people. After hesitating for a while, he reluctantly said goodbye to Jiang Feng and left.

Jiang Feng did not keep him. After Huang Hu left, no one came to pay attention to Jiang Feng. He was so happy that he sat alone and looked around.

The difference between aristocratic families and ordinary civilians is quite big. Jiang Feng could tell at a glance that half of the people sitting here are children of aristocratic families. They are reserved and well-educated. When they are not talked and moved, they are pleasing to the eye.

But when you occasionally look at people or talk, something will naturally appear, making people feel uncomfortable.

To be fair, that is also a kind of confidence, but it is just too much and becomes a strong sense of superiority.

Jiang Feng also noticed that although the seats were not separated, the people sitting in the seats were obviously divided into two factions. The two factions did not communicate, and he was the only one who did not rely on both sides like him.

These two factions are aristocratic families, and the other faction... they should be under Fuliu's sect?

Suddenly, there were three "ding ding ding" sounds, and someone in the upper head knocked on the bowl with chopsticks and said with a smile: "Welcome to everyone to appreciate their faces today. Gong Mingyuan, the local host, invites everyone together, and there is also an opportunity to communicate."

He is handsome and elegant, and is a very standard family member. What makes Jiang Feng feel a little bit like is that although his hair and clothes are very delicately taken care of, at least he has no powder on his face, and he has the heroic spirit of martial artists in his behavior.

Gong Mingyuan said loudly: "We are all the same year. When we go out to meet outside in the future, we have a little more natural friendship. Friends are indispensable in this world. We are natural friends in the same year!"

He talked and laughed, kind and friendly, and was very attractive. The people below looked at each other, and seemed to be a little closer.

He smiled and said, "It's rare for everyone to get together today. I specially prepared some good things for everyone to taste."

He clapped his hands, and immediately countless beautiful maids came in from outside with trays and presented them to everyone.

It was a small jade pot, the size of a palm, the pot was clear and could almost shine. The pot contained a blue liquid, swaying slightly, like a gem.

"What is this? Is it wine?"

A man suddenly asked loudly. He lifted the lid of the pot, poured it into his mouth, smacked his lips and said, "It's delicious, delicious...good..."

Before the three praises were finished, he fell to the ground, suddenly snoring loudly, and fell asleep drunk.

Gong Mingyuan smiled slightly, with a hint of very hidden contempt in his smile. He said lightly: "This wine is called Bihaixiang, which is produced by Jiuyouhai. My father has spent a lot of thought on collecting these. The Bihaixiang is fragrant and mellow and very easy to intoxicate. It is best to mix it with the morning floating flowers and drink it... Please use it slowly."

As he said that, another row of maids came in and placed a small transparent cup in front of them. A few small flowers floated in the liquid in the cup, light gold and slightly red, just like the dawn of dawn, making the walls of the cup light slightly lit up.

The maid knelt beside them, rolled up her sleeves, stretched out her slender hands, and helped them mix the two liquids to their lips. Jiang Feng immediately smelled an extremely light fragrance, and for a moment he felt relaxed and happy, as if he was really standing by the vast sea, feeling the cool breeze, and looking at the sky high and the sea wide.

He thanked the maid and slowly drank a glass of Chinese wine. He felt the rare delicacy carefully, but his eyes looked at Gong Mingyuan quietly.

The candidates in the hall were divided into two factions, one was aristocratic family and the other was a disciple of Fuliu. It was obvious that they were from Fuliu.

They wanted to use this method to give the aristocratic family a warning, but the aristocratic family had already prepared, which in turn made them lose face.

It seems that this night banquet is not simple. From the beginning, it has been a battlefield for intrigue between the two sides!

After Jiang Feng finished drinking this glass of wine, the maid gave him a full amount, and he thanked him again.

Gong Ming looked over from afar, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, "Brother Jiang seems to be the leader of Taikang City? I heard that Taikang City's prefecture examination this time is different from other places. Can Brother Jiang introduce us to us?"
Chapter completed!