These two beautiful ladies were Qing Wu's personal maids, so they knew very well how terrifying Little Qing Meng's physique was.{}
Including Qing Wu, there were a few elders from the Dark Shadow Demon Sect who worked together. It took them a few hours to suppress it. This time, from the moment Little Qing Meng activated the Supreme Poison Body to the moment she fell silent, it only took a few breaths of time!
If they hadn't felt the terrifying wave, they would have thought that it had never happened.
Who was he?!
Even a Heaven-rank poison master couldn't compare to that poison, but it was suppressed by this sloppy man in coarse clothes with a single hand.
How did he do it?!
The shock in the hearts of the two beautiful women was unparalleled. They could not believe that this seemingly ordinary sloppy man actually possessed such great power.
A Heaven-rank Medicine Master?
They would snort in disdain because Qing Wu was a Heaven-ranked Poison Master himself. Moreover, he was a Heaven-ranked Poison Master with many special methods!
The more they thought about it, the more they felt that this sloppy man wasn't simple.
They shuddered when they thought about how they attacked him. It seemed that Little Qing Meng had saved their lives.
What awaited them after offending such a powerful person was death!
"Uncle, are you Meng 'er's relative?"
After confirming that Feng Hao was fine, Little Qing Meng heaved a sigh of relief. She raised her head, her bright eyes shining with doubt as she asked in a childish voice.
"Relative?"
Feng Hao's heart skipped a beat. He squatted down and looked at the little girl in pink clothes. His heart throbbed. "You're Meng 'er?"
"Yes."
Little Qingmeng nodded obediently. Her big eyes suddenly flashed as she glanced at Fenghao's face. She seemed a little puzzled.
"Hehe, good girl."
Feng Hao reached out and scratched Little Qing Meng's nose. His eyes flashed as he asked, "Meng 'er's surname is Feng?"
"No."
Little Qing Meng shook her head. "Meng 'er's surname is not Feng."
"Not Feng?"
Looking at Little Qingmeng's crystal clear eyes, Feng Hao was slightly disappointed in his heart and doubted, "Could it be that I sensed wrongly?"
He originally thought that the little girl in front of him was a member of the Feng Clan, but now it seemed that she was not.
He didn't understand. If he wasn't a member of the Feng Clan, then where did this special bloodline connection come from?
"Uncle, uncle!"
Seeing that Feng Hao had been in a daze, the little relatives pulled his arm and kept shaking it. "Meng 'er wants to go shopping. Uncle will accompany Meng' er to play, okay?"
"En!"
Feng Hao nodded with a smile and agreed immediately. He also threw the matter of going to the gambling den to the back of his mind.
Along the way, Little Qingmeng pulled Fenghao's hand, running here and there, looking here and there. One big and one small, they played happily, leaving behind the little girl's clear laughter along the way.
Looking at Little Qing Meng who was amused by Feng Hao, the two beautiful girls had complicated feelings. Due to the pressure from Feng Hao, they didn't dare to go forward. It wasn't until the sky turned dark that one of the girls walked forward.
"Miss, it's time to go home. Otherwise, Madam will be angry."
"Go home?"
Little Qing Meng was stunned. She raised her head and found that the sky was already dark. As if she thought of something, she stuck out her pink tongue cutely. "It's over. I promised Mother that I would only play for two hours …"
"Hehe."
Looking at the little girl's cute behavior, Feng Hao chuckled. His low and muffled voice made him look simple and honest. "Meng 'er, let's go back."
"But … but Meng 'er can't bear to leave Uncle …"
Little Qing Meng lowered her head. Her bright eyes seemed a little dim.
"Hehe, little fool, you can just come out and play with Uncle tomorrow."
Reaching out, he gently caressed Little Qing Meng's head and comforted her with a soft voice. "Uncle lives in Heavenly Fragrance Inn, room 516. Remember to come and find Uncle tomorrow. Uncle will take you to a fun place to play."
"Really?"
Hearing this, Little Qing Meng's eyes brightened. She looked at Feng Hao with a pleasantly surprised expression.
"Of course, Uncle is telling the truth!"
Fenghao immediately made a solemn vow, making Little Qingmeng jump and shout around him. Seeing the little girl so happy, Fenghao was also very happy.
"Phew …"
Watching Little Qing Meng leave, Feng Hao let out a long sigh. His eyes were filled with confusion.
Even he himself didn't know why seeing Little Qingmeng sad would make him sad, but seeing her happy would make him happy. He never knew that there was such a person in this world who was related to him by blood and could affect his emotions.
"What's going on?Since she's not a member of the Feng Clan, why is there a blood connection?Could it be an illusion?What is that whirlpool in her body? "
Many questions appeared in his mind, causing Feng Hao to be even more confused.
She was only a little girl around two or three years old, yet there was such a terrifying thing in her body. Once it completely erupted, it would definitely be a devastating disaster!
With this thought, he frowned and couldn't help but worry. If it completely erupted, even the heavy medicinal effect he had left behind would not be able to suppress it. At that time, the little girl might die from the backlash!
"Master, that person has the same bloodline as Master."
A childish voice directly resounded in Feng Hao's mind.
The one speaking was naturally the little black dragon that possessed a drop of Feng Hao's bloodline. It was very familiar with Feng Hao's bloodline. Even if Feng Hao had changed his appearance, it would still be able to recognize him.
"Have the same bloodline?"
Feng Hao was stunned. Little Qing Meng clearly said that his surname was not Feng.
"Yes, it's almost 90% similar to Master's bloodline. She should be Master's descendant, right?"
The little black dragon continued to pass on the information.
"Uh … descendant?"
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched violently. At the same time, a feeling of absurdity arose in his heart.
He had never married Joan Of Arc and Wan Xin, so how could he have a daughter?
Suddenly, a coquettish figure flashed across his mind.
Qing Wu was suspected to be a high-ranking member of the Dark Shadow Demon Sect, and the only person who had accidentally fired his spear.
"No way?"
Feng Hao was shocked. He thought of one word: poison!
That's right, the little girl named Meng 'er had a peerless Supreme Poison Body, and the two beautiful women seemed to be poison masters. All signs indicated that they should be related to the Dark Shadow Demon Sect.
And the two women's attitude towards Meng 'er also showed that the little girl's position in the Dark Shadow Demon Sect was quite high.
"Is that you?"
At this time, there was no trace of the three people. Feng Hao sighed softly. He could only wait until Little Meng 'er came to find him tomorrow to ask if her surname was Qing. If so, then he was almost certain that Little Meng' er should be his daughter.
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