Although Joan Of Arc and the other two women had guessed that things might be unusual, they did not want to be an obstacle to Feng Hao. Being meticulous, they pretended to know nothing and happily said goodbye to Feng Hao for the time being.
"Brother Hao, can I go with you? I've broken through to the Saint Level, and I won't delay the newcomers' battle."
When Feng Hao walked to the door, Yan Qing quickened her steps and stood in front of Feng Hao.
Somehow, when she looked at Feng Hao's back, she felt uneasy, as if … she was going to lose Feng Hao forever.
Feng Hao was stunned, and his heart rippled. He pulled Yan Qing into his arms, hugged her tightly, and said softly, "Silly, it's really just a small thing. I'll be back soon. Don't worry, believe me, I'll come back safely."
"But …"
The more he said so, the more uneasy Yan Qing felt. She hugged Feng Hao more tightly and did not let him go. Her eyes were blurred by tears. "Brother Hao, don't always bear everything alone, okay? Qing 'er is your wife. You've worked so hard, and Qing' er is also very sad … I promise, I won't be a burden to you, okay?"
"Brother Hao …"
Joan Of Arc and Wan Xin also ran to him with red eyes and hugged him tightly.
At the moment when they saw Feng Hao's back, they felt empty in their hearts, which made them feel suffocated. At this time, when they heard Yan Qing's tearful complaint, this emotion broke out.
Indeed, all these years, no matter what happened, Fenghao had always chosen to shoulder it alone. They knew that Fenghao had a narrow escape from death many times, but no matter how bitter it was, he would never complain in front of them …
This made them very sad, but in order not to worry about Feng Hao, and not to be a burden to him, they could only hide these sad feelings in their hearts.
At this moment, many years of grievance and sorrow had completely erupted, and naturally, it could not be controlled …
"Qing 'er, Ling' er, Xin 'er, you guys …"
Looking at his three wives crying, Fenghao immediately became flustered and flustered. He did not know how to comfort them. On his face, there was a thick bitter smile.
He was a man. He felt that it was natural for him to face all the hardships alone. However, he neglected the fact that his wife and family would worry about him …
At this moment, he recalled the expression on Feng Chen's face every time he saw him, and his heart trembled.
Feng Chen had never been excited about his achievements. He was excited about being able to return safely.
Thinking back to when he entered the Heavenly Academy, his mother's eyes were red from crying. Only then did he know that it wasn't because she was excited, but because she was worried about him.
At this moment, Feng Hao finally understood why his wives were so obedient towards him, and why his parents would always have tears in their eyes.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a great pain in his heart, as if his heart was being squeezed tightly. His eyes were filled with tears.
In fact, the most painful thing in this world was to be afraid.
"Did I do something wrong?"
Feng Hao couldn't help asking himself. Suddenly, he realized that what he had to face wasn't a big deal at all. However, the psychological state of fear would torment one's mind at all times, making one unable to rest in peace.
"Brother Feng."
Xie Yandong's voice resounded from outside the courtyard, waking the four of them up. The three girls' eyes were red and swollen from crying, and they distanced themselves from Feng Hao.
"Okay, okay, wipe your tears first. Otherwise, if they see this, they will think that I'm bullying you."
Fenghao suppressed the sourness in his heart. With a slightly hoarse voice, he applied a layer of medicine on his finger and rubbed it over the swollen eyes of the three women, allowing them to quickly recover to their original state. Only then did he walk towards the courtyard entrance.
Perhaps, he should let them face it together with him.
Not this time.
He shook his head in his heart.
This trip to the tomb of the Lord of the Void Martial Technique would definitely be extremely dangerous. He would not only have to face the elites of the human race, but most importantly, he would also have to face the elite geniuses of the various races. In such a chaotic situation, he didn't have the ability to protect the three girls at all.
However, at this moment, he couldn't find a reason to reject the three girls. His heart was in a difficult position.
After opening the courtyard door, Feng Hao couldn't help but be stunned.
This was because Xie Yandong, Xue Mo, Long Moon Pass, and Ge Hong were all standing at the entrance.
"You guys …"
Feng Hao looked at them in confusion.
"It's all because this kid said that you're facing a great calamity, so he asked us to come and help you."
Xue Mo was just about to speak, but Long Moon Pass spoke first.
"A great calamity."
Joan Of Arc and the other two girls, who had just walked out of the room, heard this sentence. Their bodies instantly trembled, and their eyes reddened.
"Sigh …"
Feng Hao sighed softly and glanced at Xue Mo. "Come in and talk."
He couldn't figure out what Xue Mo was trying to do. Good intentions.
Feng Hao wasn't a petty person, but he knew that Xue Mo wasn't an ordinary person. His ambition was too great, and it was impossible for him to give up so easily.
After listening to Xue Mo's explanation, Feng Hao understood the reason.
It was because not long ago, when Heaven and Earth changed, Xue Mo discovered that there were dark clouds above Joan Of Arc and the other two girls. After some deduction, it seemed like it was because of him …
A great calamity.
Indeed, it was going to be a great calamity this time.
This time, those who could go to the tomb of the Master of the Void Martial Technique were undoubtedly peerless geniuses from various clans. Their cultivation base was definitely beyond imagination.
So what if he was strong alone? In such a chaotic situation, he wouldn't be of much use at all.
However, he had to go.
"Brother Feng, just like what Teacher said, we're a team now. If there's anything, just tell us and we'll do it together. I believe that our strength as a team is definitely not inferior to yours alone."
Xue Mo had a gentle smile on her face as she spoke with sincerity. Everything she said was reasonable.
Feng Hao's eyes narrowed as he glanced at Xue Mo. His heart was filled with doubts.
What exactly was this fella's intention? Could it be that he wanted to help him overcome this crisis in exchange for a favorable impression?
He wasn't willing to owe this fella a favor.
However, he couldn't refute Xue Mo's words.
Indeed, if it was this group of people, they would naturally be stronger. Moreover, with Xue Mo, who could predict the future, their chances of winning in the tomb would be higher.
"Everyone, I appreciate your kind intentions. However, this time, it might take a long time. It's better for all of you to work hard to advance and prepare for the Newcomer Battle … This time, let me face it alone."
Seeing the worried gazes of Xie Yandong and the others, Feng Hao's heart shook. He cupped his fists at them sincerely.
He couldn't drag these people down with him.
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