After an hour, Fenghao let out a long breath. His cheeks were full of sweat, and he looked a little tired. He retracted his arm. "Let's call it a day.
"Thank you, Master."
After a long period of treatment, Lu Song appeared to be much more relaxed. As he looked at the youth before him, his eyes were filled with sincere gratitude.
Which Heaven-grade alchemist in the world would be so easy to talk to?
This was simply unheard of.
However, this young man didn't put on any airs.
He was definitely an exception!
"Hehe!"
As the cool medicine flowed through his body, Feng Hao recovered quickly. He casually wiped the sweat off his face, chuckled, and said, "Elder Lu, I wonder if you can help me with something?"
"Please tell me, Master."
Lu Song's face was solemn and serious.
He was worried that he couldn't repay this young man, so it was more than he could ask for a favor.
"Uh … Hehe, it's that. You know."
Fenghao scratched his head and pouted in the direction of the two women's room, looking slightly embarrassed.
"I know?"
Lu Song was surprised. After a while, he understood. "Don't worry, Master. I'll take care of it. I'll bring her there myself!"
Fortunately, he had been paying attention to the relationship between Feng Hao and the two women. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to understand.
A place to enter the Seeding Tower was not a problem at all. Since Xuan Xuan had created an extra list for this young man, why would he care about a place?
He would probably be looking forward to it.
"In that case, thank you, Elder Lu."
Feng Hao was overjoyed. He could finally put down the stone in his heart.
He could finally report to his master.
"No problem."
Upon seeing the youngster's gratitude, the corners of Lu Song's mouth twitched, revealing a smile. In a flash, he disappeared from the room.
"Hehe."
Fenghao sat down contentedly and raised the corner of his mouth. "I'll tell her tomorrow."
At this time, it was already late at night.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Feng Hao did not feel the slightest bit happy about winning the championship today.
This seemed to be a matter of course to him.
His goal was even higher!
For example, the Black Tower within the Wind Moon Academy, or the tomb within the ancient ruins.
Feng Hao wanted to go to these two places at least once. However, with his current strength, the Black Tower should not be too far away. However, there was still a long way to go to a tomb within a tomb.
So many Plane Level experts had not been able to subdue the king-level desolate beasts. As a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he was not even qualified to be cannon fodder.
The road ahead was still long!
The tomb within the tomb might have records of the Phantom Martial Body. He had to go there at least once!
This time, Feng Hao went to the Gnome Pagoda for another purpose.
He wanted to see if there were any records of Elder Fen's existence in the ancient books.
Why hadn't a dead person turned into ashes?What kind of existence was he?What did he rely on to maintain his existence?
Feng Hao wanted to know all these, because he wanted Elder Fen to recover.
This had always been a knot in his heart.
The night passed quickly …
There was a pool of clear water, so clear that the bottom could be seen. There were all kinds of fish swimming in the small pool, which added a bit of vitality and vitality.
Beside the pool, under the willow tree, Feng Hao lay down quietly against the willow tree, while the two girls sat beside him.
Wan Xin had a slight smile on her face, but anyone could see that she was very tired and sad at this time. Even Joan Of Arc could not smile. Her little face was bitter, and her heart seemed to be struggling fiercely.
"Sister Xin'er."
Qiong Ling'er raised her head and called out softly.
"Hmm?"
Wan Xin forced a smile and looked at her with some doubts.
"Brother Hao, I've made up my mind."
Joan Of Arc took a deep breath and said to Feng Hao, "This time I won't go to the Gnome Pagoda. I'll stay with Sister Xin'er."
As she spoke, her charming and moving little face was filled with resolution and determination.
"Sister Ling'er."
Wan Xin looked at her in astonishment, and there was a little panic in her eyes.
She understood that the reason why Joan Of Arc made this decision was all for her. After a while, her eyes were a little red, her nose was sore, and tears fell down.
At this moment, she was moved by Joan Of Arc and finally took off the strong veil of camouflage. Her pitiful look made Feng Hao panic.
"Silly girl, why are you crying?"
Feng Hao regretted it. He just wanted to keep her in suspense, but he didn't expect that Wan Xin was so fragile. Her tears were unstoppable.
While comforting Wan Xin, Joan Of Arc also rushed over. The two sisters hugged each other, tears streaming down their cheeks. Their crying was so pitiful that Feng Hao wanted to bang his head against the wall.
"What the hell is this?"
"All right, all right, don't cry."
Holding the two girls in his arms and looking at their tear-stained faces, he felt a pang in his heart.
The two girls had sacrificed too much for him and also suffered a lot of pressure. Some of it came from him, and some from the outside world. But he didn't even give them the least sense of security.
This made Feng Hao blame himself deeply.
Biting his lips, he allowed the salty taste to spread and flow in his mouth.
Everything was because he was too weak!
"Silly girl, with your Brother Hao here, how can Xin 'er miss the Enigma Pagoda?"
Reaching out his hand, Feng Hao carefully wiped the tears on the two girls' pretty faces. Feeling the warm tears, his hand trembled slightly.
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, the two women were stunned. There were still tears in their eyes as they stared at him in astonishment.
"This time, the three of us will go to the Enigma Pagoda together!"
Under the gazes of the two girls, Feng Hao said seriously again.
At this time, he didn't dare to joke anymore. If he cried, he would be the one who would feel sorry.
Looking at the two girls' slightly red and swollen eyes, his heart was bleeding, and he couldn't breathe.
Because of these words, the two women gradually stopped crying. Their eyes were red as they looked at him in astonishment.
"Really … really?"
Joan Of Arc twitched her nose slightly and asked in a choked voice.
"Silly girl, your Brother Hao said it. How can it be false?"
Fenghao could not help but reach out to pinch Qiong Ling'er's slightly red little nose. Seeing that she was also crying, he felt both angry and amused.
However, from this, it could be seen that the two girls had a deep love for each other.
"Don't cry again."
He held the two girls, who had not yet recovered from their shock, tightly in his arms. "You know, your Brother Hao is omnipotent. There's nothing he can't solve."
It should be noted that people could only dream of entering the Holy King Mountain, but as soon as he asked, they gave him two. Now, it didn't seem to be a big problem for him to ask for a place in the Enigma Pagoda.
Thinking of this, the two girls thought of Lu Song, that unfathomable old man.
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