Chapter 1952
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It could explode at any moment!
Every time that heart beat, Feng Sang and Dugu Yamo crouched down with their arms wrapped around themselves, sobbing.
We're going to die, we're going to die, we're going to die …
I don't want to die, I don't want to die …
Dugu Yamo said, "If we can survive this, I … I promise I won't make things difficult for Feng Wu again."
Feng Sang said, "If we can survive this, I promise … I'll work hard on my cultivation. I won't be afraid of any hardship. I'll work hard!"
…
Eight seconds.
Seven seconds.
Six seconds.
By then, even Feng Xun's heart was pounding.
Five seconds.
Four seconds.
Three seconds.
Despair overwhelmed Jun Linyun and he murmured to himself, "Is it too late? Are we really going to die? "
While everyone was panicking, Feng Wu suddenly moved. She moved as nimbly as a leopard and dashed into the ancient paulownia tree as fast as a streak of lightning.
"Where's Feng Wu?"
"Why did she suddenly disappear?"
"Where did she go?"
…
"Hahaha, it's going to explode. Three seconds to go. Three, two —"
Black-Robed Ghost King smirked. He was about to announce the explosion when —
Just as everyone's faces turned deathly pale — —
Just when everyone was sinking into deep despair — — —
Feng Wu, in a red dress, landed gracefully on the ground. In her right palm was a pale pink three-leaf flower, swaying gracefully like a fairy.
Black-Robed Ghost King's announcement came to an abrupt halt.
He froze on the spot, as if he had been slapped in the face.
"Is this the three-leaf flower?" Feng Wu stood in front of Black-Robed Ghost King, still smiling.
Black-Robed Ghost King asked, "… You found it?"
Feng Wu nodded. "If this is the three-leaf flower you were looking for."
However, judging from the shocked look on Black-Robed Ghost King's face, Feng Wu knew that she had found the right flower.
Moreover —
Feng Wu tilted her head and looked at the huge heart under the tree.
The heart was as big as a copper basin, and it would explode in another second.
"This is it." The black-robed Ghost King took the Three-leaf Flower from Feng Wu's hand and looked at it for three seconds. He turned to stare at Feng Wu and narrowed his brows dangerously. "How did you do it?"
Not only was the Black-Robed Ghost King curious, but the others were also curious.
"That's right. Xiao Wu, how did you do it?" Feng Xun was elated.
Feng Sang and Dugu Yamo hugged each other and cried tears of joy. They turned around and pricked up their ears.
Feng Wu smiled. "It's just a spiritual sense."
"Something's wrong!" Feng Sang objected. "It's not like we haven't used our spiritual senses before, but it turns out that spiritual senses aren't that fast or comprehensive. Plus, spiritual essence is drained very quickly, so it's impossible." Feng Sang didn't know what to say.
Feng Wu smiled. "Have you forgotten what I do for a living?"
"What profession?"
"An alchemist." Feng Wu shrugged and smiled. "Medicine refiners are proficient in the wood element, so I'm much better at communicating with plant spirits than ordinary people. Moreover, I'm not just using my spiritual essence to identify them. I'm using my spiritual essence to diagnose them."
"Diagnosis?" Everyone stared at Feng Wu in astonishment.
They had never thought of this angle!
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