Little Qingmeng had grown up quite a bit. Her long black hair was draped vertically behind her head. Coupled with her porcelain-like baby face, she looked like a little princess that had walked out of a fairy tale. Her entire body was enveloped in a layer of invisible halo.
Joan Of Arc and Yan Qing were still as beautiful as ever. The former was like a pure lily, while the latter was like a wild cat. The two of them were so conspicuous in the crowd, directly grabbing onto Feng Hao's gaze, causing ripples to appear in his calm eyes.
Originally, when Dongfang Xuan mentioned it, Fenghao had guessed that they would come. However, he didn't expect them to come so quickly. As soon as the news arrived, they arrived as well.
However, Wan Xin was still missing from this team.
After thinking about it for a while, Fenghao also understood what was going on.
Wan Xin's situation couldn't be compared to theirs, so she would naturally come later.
At this moment, Dongfang Xuan, Gongsun Jing, Xie Conghu, the person in charge of the Poison God Palace, and some other people in charge of the forces that had declared their allegiance to the Human Emperor Palace saw his abnormal emotions and looked at him in surprise. They didn't understand what this lunatic wanted to do.
"Huff …"
Letting out a long breath, Feng Hao slightly suppressed the excitement in his heart. He ignored the group of people behind him and strode towards where Joan Of Arc and the others were. He completely ignored the experts that had already walked out of the tower-shaped building. In his eyes, there were only two beautiful figures.
At this moment, the people around Qiong Ling'er and the others also tried to ask about their origins. However, it was a pity that they were all ignored.
Yan Qing tilted her head and saw a familiar person smiling at her, a smile that moved her heart, perhaps because she sensed the scorching heat in that person's eyes.
For some reason, she felt a surge of grievance in her heart. Her nose turned sour and her beautiful eyes were coated with a layer of mist.
"Big Brother Hao."
"Daddy."
Because of her strange movements, Joan Of Arc and Little Qingmeng also noticed Feng Hao walking over. Under the envious gazes of the crowd, the two beauties, one big and one small, directly threw themselves into his arms.
The two of them were still so attached to Feng Hao. At this moment, they were hugging Feng Hao tightly like an octopus, unwilling to let go. It was as if Feng Hao would disappear if they let go.
"Little Feng."
Seeing Feng Hao's appearance, Long Yueguan's eyes lit up. His eyes flickered with eagerness.
He really wanted to know how far apart he was from this terrifying opponent.
Xie Yandong, Ge Hong, and Xue Mo had different expressions on their faces, but they were all a little excited.
They had finally narrowed the distance between them and this monster. Although the process was a little hard, it was worth it. However, because of what happened in front of them, they still felt that the distance between them should still exist.
However, they, who had long lost the desire to surpass Feng Hao, had no interest in surpassing Feng Hao. Apart from Long Yueguan, they only wanted to know how far the gap between them was.
"Daddy promises that I won't leave Little Meng alone."
For the little girl, who was like a pear blossom in tears, Feng Hao could only promise a lot of unfair treaties again. After that, he made a pinky promise with her, and the little girl's tears turned into a smile.
After kissing Feng Hao's face, the little girl sensibly broke free from his arms and gave way to Joan Of Arc and Yan Qing.
"I'm sorry to have made you suffer."
To be able to reach this level in such a short time, it could be seen what kind of training they had gone through in the past two years. Thinking of this, Feng Hao felt guilty and heartache.
They were all working so hard for him in order to keep up with his footsteps.
He knew, he had always known.
However, this kind of thing could not be stopped, and he did not want to dispel his wives' desire to improve.
"Daddy …"
The hearts of the bystanders twitched because of the way Little Qingmeng addressed Feng Hao.
What kind of monster could give birth to such a monstrous and indescribable daughter …
A child who was less than ten years old actually survived a heavenly punishment. How heaven-defying was this? It was simply beyond common sense.
"It's the person in charge of the Human Emperor Palace, Dongfang Xuan, and the so-called number one expert of the Human Emperor Palace, Xie Conghu … Could it be that he is from the Human Emperor Palace?"
Some people in the crowd still recognized Dongfang Xuan and Xie Conghu, who were slowly following them. As for Gongsun Jing, because he was too low-key, no one paid attention to him. They all thought that he was just a small character. After all, based on the strength he had shown, he was not very outstanding.
"Hiss … Could it be that these people are all from the Human Race? This Great Sage who is less than ten years old is also from the Human Race?"
At the thought of this, many people couldn't help but gasp.
Why did they suddenly feel that the human in front of them was no longer the human that they knew? How could the cowardly Human Race have so many young and extraordinary experts?
Just the aura that overflowed from the bodies of Longyue Pass, Xie Yandong, Ge Hong, Xue Mo, and even Joan Of Arc and Yan Qing told them that these were experts who could be ranked in the top one thousand.
Although they were unwilling to believe it, based on the current situation, it should not be wrong.
…
After comforting Joan Of Arc and Yan Qing with great difficulty, Feng Hao carried Little Qingmeng in one hand and went to Xie Yandong and the others with the two girls.
"Hey."
In front of Longyue Pass, he punched Feng Hao's chest and complained in a low voice, "Little Feng, you're too unkind. You always value love over friendship."
However, before Feng Hao could explain, two murderous gazes made him shut up.
Faced with the threat of two tigresses in front of him, a certain someone could only retreat and squat in a corner.
"Looks like we've come at the right time."
Xie Yandong walked forward with a smile, ignoring the strange gazes around him.
"Indeed, it's the right time."
Sweeping a glance at the crowd, the smile on Feng Hao's lips grew wider.
This was like adding wings to a tiger.
With such a team and Gongsun Jing, it was even possible to destroy a city.
"Hey, Dongfang Xuan, you rat. Why are you still standing below the stage when you said that you want to challenge? Hurry up and get up here."
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