Feng Hao was baffled by Le Xin's reaction. He didn't understand why Le Xin didn't fight or make a fuss. She even seemed to know that he had no choice.
"Maybe she saw my potential."
It wasn't that Feng Hao didn't think so. However, Le Xin's talent was also extraordinary, and it was definitely above his own. Therefore, it wasn't unreasonable to say that she had potential.
No matter what the reason was, since Le Xin said that she wanted him to obtain this Spirit Bead for her, he would do it, and he would do his best.
Regarding Feng Hao's confession, Joan Of Arc and Yan Qing didn't know what to say.
After all, since Huangfu Wushuang was able to force Fenghao to the extent that he had no choice but to refine the Light and Darkness Saint Crystals, it was obvious that Huangfu Wushuang was in a hopeless situation. Otherwise, how could Fenghao take such a risk when he was clearly aware of the drawbacks?
If Feng Hao didn't choose to refine the two Saint Crystals, it was very likely that he would have died on the spot.
This was also what they didn't want to see.
When Feng Hao mentioned everything about Le Xin, they looked at each other and didn't know what to say.
Speaking of which, Le Xin wasn't wrong. On the contrary, if it weren't for her, Feng Hao's worst case scenario would have been Qi Deviation, and he would have lost his mind. If it was serious, he would have died from lust.
Therefore, they couldn't blame Le Xin. On the contrary, they had to be grateful.
Little Qing Meng stood behind them. She glanced at Feng Hao, then at them with a blank face. As someone who didn't know much about worldly affairs, she still didn't know much about feelings.
"Meng 'er, you can go out first."
Seeing that the two women were no longer accusing him, Feng Hao waved his hand at her, signaling her to leave the room.
"Oh."
Little Qing Meng puffed up her gills at Feng Hao's lack of comfort and love. She was like a punching bag, but she still slowly walked out.
"Phew, …"
At this time, Fenghao finally let out a sigh of relief. He secretly glanced at his two jealous wives from the corner of his eyes. Thickening his skin, he walked up to them and pulled them into his embrace.
Although the two women struggled a little in the beginning, under his slight coercion, they still softened. Each of them lay on his chest like injured kittens, looking pitiful.
"It's all my fault. I've made you suffer."
Feng Hao's gentle voice resounded. Thereafter, he explained everything that he had encountered since he came to Penglai.
Of course, that was apart from the scenes where he blasphemed Huangfu Wushuang.
In particular, he told her everything that had happened in Spring Wind Pavilion without hiding anything.
"Lexin actually encouraged you to bully girls."
Joan Of Arc raised her head and looked at him strangely, as if she didn't believe him.
Letting go of them, Feng Hao took their hands and sat down at the table in the middle of the room. He touched his nose and said, "Lexin … She used to have a strange temper."
"I've also heard that the disciples of Ling Xiao Peak always do things their own way without any scruples …"
Yan Qing, who knew these allusions, nodded slightly. She didn't doubt that Lexin would do such a hooligan thing.
After all, a girl dressing up as a man and entering a brothel was unimaginable in the eyes of ordinary people.
However, when they heard that among the hundreds of thousands of people in the city, only a weak girl in Spring Wind Pavilion came forward to plead for Feng Hao when he was ambushed by the elders of the Overlord Holy Land, they also fell silent.
"So, I want to redeem her and free her from the control of Spring Wind Pavilion."
Fenghao looked at the two of them with a serious expression.
They opened their mouths, but Joan Of Arc and Yan Qing didn't have the heart to say anything. However, there was a hint of worry between their brows.
What kind of place was Spring Wind Pavilion? To put it bluntly, it was just a brothel. However, everyone knew that even the top forces had to give way to Spring Wind Pavilion. It was absolutely irrational to offend such a big figure for a woman.
However, since Spring Wind Pavilion stood up for Feng Hao at that critical moment, Joan Of Arc and Yan Qing couldn't say anything to make Feng Hao heartless.
After all, they were too kind. If it was someone else, they wouldn't do such a thing.
Spring Wind Pavilion wouldn't do it for anyone. If it did, it would be difficult to deal with it. Therefore, if Feng Hao really wanted to do it, he would definitely have to bear the anger of Spring Wind Pavilion.
"Don't worry, I won't be reckless."
Feng Hao smiled at them with a comforting look on his face. He seemed to have a card up his sleeve.
Kindness must be repaid, and hatred must be paid back. This was his nature.
However, even if he had such a plan, he wouldn't act rashly. He absolutely had to do it when he was sure. Otherwise, if he couldn't save Spring, he was afraid that he would also fall into trouble. It was more likely that he would implicate all the people close to him.
"Brother Hao, is there really nothing between you and Spring?"
Hearing Yan Qing's question, the two women looked at him with a strange expression.
It was conceivable that Spring absolutely fell in love with him. In front of such a beauty, it was believed that no man could resist such a temptation. However, Feng Hao did it.
"How dare you not believe in your husband."
Feng Hao's eyes widened. He stood up, grabbed Yan Qing, and walked directly to the bed. Not long after, the sound of playfulness slowly turned into gentle moans.
…
A day passed quickly. On this day, the sky was just turning blue. Everyone in the vicinity of the Hundred Clan Tower had woken up early and walked towards the Hundred Clan Tower …
When Feng Hao walked out of the room with Joan Of Arc and Yan Qing, he saw that the crowd was like a river, continuously moving towards the same direction from all directions. It was a rather spectacular scene.
After a rough glance, Feng Hao was certain that the participants of the Hundred Clan Tournament this time, including the spectators, would definitely not be less than a million people.
Compared to the crowd outside, the number of people standing in the Human Emperor's Mansion was pitifully small. It was truly like a drop in the ocean.
There were only a few hundred people in the entire Human Emperor's Mansion. Furthermore, there weren't many who had reached the peak of the Saint level, only a few dozen.
Compared to the other races, it was simply shabby.
Of course, this was only a branch of the Human Emperor's Mansion. Adding the Abyss Mansion, Asura Mansion, and some other branches, they could barely gather a thousand peak Saint level experts.
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