On the day they left the Medical Saint Sacred Land, Feng Hao chatted with the three Supreme Elders for a long time, the most important of which was the Lord of the Void and the matter of entering the Primordial World.
He cautiously told them not to announce that he was the Lord of the Void because he felt that announcing it too early would attract many potential enemies.
These enemies might not only come from the human race but also from other races.
This was because Feng Hao also found something strange. The records about the Lord of the Void seemed to say that he was invincible as soon as he appeared. It seemed that as long as the Lord of the Void existed, he would be the strongest. There was no mention of the process of growth.
Without a doubt, the Lord of the Void must have hidden his identity and only revealed it when his cultivation reached the grand completion stage.
Therefore, Feng Hao didn't want to expose himself too early. Otherwise, he would be the weakest of the Lords of the Void.
Moreover, he would most likely be killed by the other races in the cradle of growth.
The strength of the Lord of the Void was definitely the top enemy of the major races. Once they knew about it, they would definitely take action.
As for the relationship between the Feng Clan and the Medical Saint Sacred Land, this was easy to explain. After all, when Feng Hao appeared to save the Medical Saint Sacred Land, everyone in the Tianwu Continent knew about this. There was nothing wrong with the relationship between the two sides.
As for entering the Primordial World, it would be after his marriage. Feng Hao also planned to invite the people of the 10 Great Empires to discuss the matter of entering the Primordial World. Once the 10 Great Empires agreed, they could directly enter the Primordial World and get help from the 10 Great Empires. At that time, the collapse of the Temple of Light would be just around the corner.
With regards to Feng Hao's instructions and suggestions, the three Supreme Elders had no objections. They immediately agreed.
In their hearts, Feng Hao, the Lord of the Void, was above everything else. He was their ruler. Of course, they didn't dare disobey him.
…
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Feng Hao and Yu Ning walked side by side in the mountains. Following a small path, the two came to a lake.
The bright moonlight poured down from the sky, shining on the surface of the lake like a silver mirror. From time to time, some unknown fish would jump out of the water, creating a series of ripples. The ripples disturbed the tranquility and added a bit of vitality.
Feng Hao pulled Yu Ning, who was blushing, to sit by the lake. Looking at the beautiful woman beside him, his heart also began to throb.
He still vaguely remembered the first time he saw Yu Ning. At that time, what impressed him the most was Yu Ning's beautiful long legs. As a normal man, at that moment, his heart flashed a strange thought, and every time he looked at Yu Ning, his eyes would unconsciously look at her beautiful legs.
Because of this matter, he was scolded by the little maid. Almost every time he saw him, he would be scolded. Thinking of the scene at that time, his mouth revealed a shallow smile. His eyes involuntarily drifted to Yu Ning's beautiful legs.
More beautiful.
Round, slender, and fair skin was faintly discernible under the long dress. It was so beautiful that Feng Hao couldn't take his eyes off it. His breathing also gradually quickened.
Yu Ning knew what was going to happen when Feng Hao brought Joan Of Arc and the other two women over. Although her heart was willing, she was still a little nervous and shy.
She was thinking about how Feng Hao would talk to her, but she didn't hear a sound for a long time. On the contrary, she noticed a heavy breathing sound.
When she raised her head, she discovered that Feng Hao's eyes were flickering with a peculiar glint. He was staring at her long legs like a wolf and a tiger. Immediately, her pretty face flushed red. However, a sweetness rippled in her heart.
She slightly shrunk her long legs to let Feng Hao come back to his senses. He coughed twice and smiled. His somewhat silly appearance made Yu Ning laugh.
This delicate atmosphere became harmonious with this sweet laughter.
"Yu Ning, are you willing to marry me and be my wife?"
Feng Hao grabbed Yu Ning's soft hands and asked with a touch of serious affection on his face.
"I … I … I am willing."
Yu Ning's pretty face was as red as the clouds in the sky. A beautiful woman's modesty made her hesitate a little. In the end, she couldn't resist the deep affection in Feng Hao's eyes. She shyly agreed.
"Haha … okay!"
Seeing that she agreed, Fenghao's heart was filled with joy. He pulled her over and hugged her tightly in his arms. Looking at that enchanting pretty face and those tender and moving lips, he slightly opened his mouth and held them in his mouth. The exquisite softness made his heart burn and he couldn't help but fiercely suck.
"So annoying! Sister Yu Ning actually agreed so easily to this annoying guy!"
In the distance, three pairs of mischievous eyes looked at all of this. There was a coquettish voice that seemed to be resentful and sour.
"Sister Qing, don't tell me you didn't agree to Brother Hao?"
Joan Of Arc blinked her beautiful and bright eyes and asked in confusion.
"I …"
Yan Qing was just about to say something, but she saw Joan Of Arc's eyes flashing with ridicule. She suddenly became angry and shouted angrily, "You little girl, you dare to tease your sister! See if I don't kill you!"
"Don't … hehe … it's itchy …"
The playful sound came from afar. Yu Ning, who was originally immersed in it, woke up and pushed Feng Hao away. Feng Hao's mouth twitched. He stared fiercely at a certain place and shouted angrily, "Still not coming out?"
"Hehe …"
Three beautiful women floated under the moonlight. They were as elegant as fairies, and on their pretty faces, there was a touch of embarrassment.
"Brother Hao, it's all Ling 'er's fault, please forgive Ling' er!"
As soon as Joan Of Arc came over, she pulled Feng Hao's arm and shook it. Her coquettish words could even melt steel. The little anger in Feng Hao's heart disappeared.
"You!"
Feng Hao pretended to be angry and reached out to gently pinch Joan Of Arc's jade-like nose.
"Brother Hao is so bad! Pinch Ling 'er's nose again! It will be flattened!"
Joan Of Arc coquettishly raised her fist at Feng Hao as if to threaten him, but it did not have any effect. As a result, Feng Hao quickly pinched her nose again. She was so angry that she jumped in place.
"Hehe …"
Her coquettish appearance suddenly caused everyone to laugh. Even Yu Ning covered her mouth and chuckled.
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