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Chapter 2418

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"Hmm?" Fengjiu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "What's the matter?"

"I also received a message from Master asking me to go back. I might have to leave tomorrow." He spoke slowly, his gentle gaze falling on her face, "I'll come back as soon as possible to help you."

Hearing this, Fengjiu smiled and said, "Mm, go ahead! You don't have to worry about me here. "

The two sat in the courtyard for a while and chatted for a while. Then, Mo Chen got up and left.

After they both left, Fengjiu also began to plan the next step …

Because the news that the Demon Lord was going to destroy the Four Immortal Sects spread, all the forces were busy being on guard, as if chaos was coming.

However, two small figures took advantage of the chaos and quietly went down the mountain …

On the small path in the mountain forest, Feng Ye and Zhao Yang walked step by step with their short legs. One of them followed them quietly, paying attention to the surrounding movements vigilantly, while the other looked innocent, with a pair of phoenix-like eyes overflowing with unconcealable joy.

"Yang Yang, do you think we can find my niece?"

Feng Ye, who was now six or seven years old, had grown a little taller, but his delicate little face had not changed. Especially when he said the word 'niece' in his tender voice, it gave people a strange feeling.

Zhao Yang, who was a few years older than him, already had the appearance of a young boy. He carried a sword on his back, wore an inconspicuous blue robe, and even hid a dagger in his boots.

The two sneaked out of the mountain in order to find Fengjiu.

"I heard a senior brother say that the princess is in the Heavenly Pill Building in Hundred River City. As long as we go there, we should be able to find her." Zhao Yang said, his small appearance showing a resolute appearance. Compared to Feng Ye, who seemed to be ignorant of worldly affairs, he appeared more mature and experienced.

"Yang Yang, do you think my niece will recognize us? What if she doesn't recognize us? "Feng Ye frowned and asked worriedly.

"The princess will recognize us." As Zhao Yang said, he was still paying attention to the movements around. There was no smile on his taut little face, only seriousness.

"Yang Yang, we've been walking for a long time. I'm so tired. Why don't we use a magic weapon to fly?" Feng Ye said and pulled Zhao Yang's sleeve.

"No." Zhao Yang refused, "We are just children, and there is no one around to protect us. If we take out our magic weapons, it will be easy to get killed." He looked at Feng Ye with a serious and solemn expression. "Master, you promised me that you would listen to me when you go down the mountain."

"I know, I know. But I'm so tired. We've been walking the whole way." Feng Ye pouted and pointed at his boots. "Look, my boots are worn out. My feet must have blisters."

"Then take a break." Zhao Yang said and took him to sit down on the grass. He took out something to eat and handed it to him, "Eat a little."

"Okay." Feng Ye took the dry food and ate it. He also drank a few mouthfuls of water. The two of them rested here for a while. Suddenly, they heard the sound of fighting in the forest. Feng Ye's eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Yang Yang, there's the sound of weapons. Let's go …" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Yang.

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