Chapter 43 Second Young Master Feng Zhaofeng

Hundreds of young spiritual practitioners outside Wancui Mountain slowly dispersed, while the five people who were born in Yaowang Valley rushed to Yaowang Pavilion as quickly as possible.

Everyone’s guess is correct. Yaowang Pavilion is indeed the spokesperson of Yaowang Valley in this world. After tonight, this news will probably spread throughout the entire continent. After all, the last appearance of the master of Yaowang Pavilion clearly shows that Yaowang Pavilion

The attitude of the court.

On the fifth floor of Yaowang Pavilion, which is not open to the public, Feng Qiongyun, the master of Wancuicheng Pavilion, does not care about this at all. All he can see is the light mask in front of him and the little girl in the light mask.

Feng Qiongyun sensed it and felt that the little girl in the mask seemed familiar, but he really couldn't remember it. He frowned for a long time, then raised his hand and condensed the majestic and vital wood elements.

Trying to open the mask and go towards the little girl in the middle...

Although Feng Qiongyun cannot become an alchemist, he is one of the few spiritual doctors in mainland China. Naturally, he can see that although the little girl in the mask is not dead, she is already half alive. If she is not treated in time, she may really die.

He couldn't go down anymore, so he could only try to use his wood spiritual power to penetrate the light shield to heal Feng Qing in the light shield.

After sensing the approach of the majestic wood spiritual power, this five-colored light shield thought it was an attacking spiritual power. Immediately, it seemed that it was trying to resist with all its strength. After the wood spiritual power came into contact, it felt that the wood spiritual power was gentle.

The harmless emotions slowly faded away. After the wood spiritual power slowly penetrated into the light mask and began to treat Feng Qing, the light mask slowly disappeared in a very humane manner.

This mask seemed to be just to protect the little girl's life, so it disappeared after sensing someone was helping her.

It's really magical.

Feng Qiongyun sighed, and then concentrated on using her wood spirit power to heal Feng Qing in front of her.

When Feng Zhao and the others entered the fifth floor, Feng Qiongyun had already treated Feng Qing's injuries to a large extent. However, he was afraid that he might not be able to do anything about the injury caused by the broken snowy mountain in Dantian.

"Pavilion Master, how is her injury?"

Feng Zhao walked in and glanced at Feng Qing, whose appearance was unrecognizable. The other four people also came over and surrounded Feng Qing who was lying on the ground.

"The injury is too serious. I can only heal her external injuries. This girl's pubic area is broken and the sea of ​​blood is broken. I'm afraid she will no longer be able to practice spirituality."

"So serious?" Feng Wanxi, as the only girl, was the most soft-hearted. She squatted down with pity, put the little ferret in Feng Qing's arms, and then wiped the unconscious Feng Qing with a handkerchief.

Wipe your face.

When Feng Qing revealed half of her delicate face and the ferocious scar, Feng Qiongyun on the side let out a startled cry.

"It turned out to be her." No wonder he always felt that this female doll seemed familiar to him.

"Does the Pavilion Master know this little girl?" Feng Zhao asked.

"It's considered acquaintance. We met once before." Feng Qiongyun sighed. "If I remember correctly, I met this girl less than two months ago. This girl was only a fourth-level spiritual person. In the past two months,

He broke through to the ninth level spirit within a short period of time, the speed is too fast."

"Advanced to Level 5 in two months?"

Jing Jingyun and Feng Danhui looked at Feng Qiongyun in shock.

"With such a breakthrough speed, I'm afraid even Feng Gang back then couldn't match it." Feng Zhao looked at Feng Qing with a pair of black eyes.

“It’s just a pity”

Feng Qiongyun sighed again.

With all five elements, he was supposed to be the lowest-talented spiritual practitioner, but he could achieve such a terrifying breakthrough speed. He must be extraordinary in the future. But now, the swirling clouds in his Dantian are shattered, and he is completely unable to practice spirituality.

There was a brief silence.

It is really the most regrettable thing in the world that such a talented person died here. However, the fact that the little girl in front of me, who was not at the peak of the spiritual realm, could survive in front of the immortals was still enough to make the five people in front of me respect her.

If it were them, they might not be able to do better.

"By the way. Feng Zhao, tell me carefully about the ancestor's message. Do you really want you to bring this girl into the valley?"

Feng Zhao immediately gathered his attention and told the story of the message transmission from the beginning.

"The ancestor only conveyed this sentence, and this little girl is the only one in the field. She must be right."

"If that's the case, then send her to the valley. Now her body can withstand the spiritual fluctuations of this teleportation array, so it's no problem to send her to the valley. I just don't know what the mysterious light shield was just now, and whether it will happen again.

Appear."

On the fifth floor of Yaowang Pavilion in every city, there is a teleportation spirit array that can be transported into Yaowang Valley. However, this array can only be entered and cannot be exited. To leave the valley, you have to wait until the birth day every three years.

Therefore, this teleportation spirit formation is generally rarely used.

"Nothing's wrong, I'll just send her to the valley and take care of her."

"You want to send her to the valley?!" Feng Ming, who had been silent for a long time, frowned and his voice was cold.

"Wanxi, help her clean up." Feng Zhaowen said to Feng Wanxi gently. After Feng Wanxi carried Fengqing into the compartment on the fifth floor under the guidance of Feng Qiongyun, she turned around and faced Feng Wanxi.

The three of them said, "Yes. I want to send her to the valley."

"No!" Feng Ming denied as soon as he opened his mouth, "You are the leader of this world, you can't enter the valley, you have to go to me!"

"Yes, Second Young Master, how about we escort you?"

"Second Young Master, let me go."

Jing Jingyun and Feng Danhui also said quickly.

Feng Zhao raised his hand and patted Feng Ming on the shoulder, smiling extraordinarily gently, and then motioned to the others to calm down and listen to what he had to say.

Feng Zhao himself was the unshakable number one among the young generation in Yaowang Valley. He had a very strong voice. Coupled with the leadership of several people, the three of them fell silent and stood listening obediently.

"Ah Ming, you just wanted to fight Ling Xiaotian."

Feng Ming looked up at Feng Zhao.

"I know you want to challenge when you meet a strong person, but at your current level, you cannot beat Ling Xiaotian. Even if you are, I can't beat him either. That's why I stopped you and didn't let you fight."

Feng Ming glanced aside, his expression still cold. But Feng Zhao knew his cousin's temperament, so he must be unconvinced.

"Today's situation is special. If there is no news from our ancestors, I will definitely not stop you. Ah Ming, this Ling Xiaotian is also in Tianlong Academy now. If you want to fight him, you must go to Tianlong Academy. You also know,

There are many young geniuses in this continent, and they must practice to improve their cultivation, so you can't go back to the valley." Feng Zhao turned to Jingjing Yun and the two of them, "You are the same. You finally passed the birth selection and got this opportunity to go out and practice. Why?

You can give up easily."

"What about you?"

Feng Ming turned around and looked at Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao smiled and raised his hand to touch the red mole on his nose, his expression showing a rare and wild look.

"These three years are not much different to me. After three years, I can be born when I want to be born."

The three teenagers looked at each other and then smiled.

Even Feng Ming's always cold face showed a soft smile.

Yes, the person in front of them is the Second Young Master Feng Zhao. It has only been three years, so why do they need to worry too much that after three years, the Tianlong Continent will lose a place for the Second Young Master?! On the contrary, they must work hard and not be dumped by the Second Young Master.

It's too far away, and it would ruin the reputation of Yaowang Valley.

"Listen carefully to the next words." Feng Zhao's tone was slightly serious: "From today on, I, Feng Zhao, will pass on my position as the leader of the world to Feng Ming. From now on, you only need to listen to Feng Ming's instructions. I am the Medicine King.

Those who were born in the valley must remember not to be aggressive and cruel, not to bully the weak, and in times of crisis, the first priority is to save your own life, remember!"

"Remember!"

The three said.

Feng Zhao smiled and patted each of the three on their shoulders.

"Every generation born in our Medicine King Valley is famous in the mainland. I hope that in the next three years, I can hear your names in the valley."

All three of them smiled, their eyes full of determination.

Fengqing felt that she had had a very long dream. In the dream, there was a very beautiful woman gently touching her face and smiling very softly. The woman's voice was very beautiful, and the lullaby she sang made her feel...

My body and mind were extremely relaxed, and I just wanted to sleep in her arms forever.

But she didn't sleep for long before she was woken up. When she opened her eyes, she saw a white-haired woman hugging her. The white-haired woman was also very beautiful, but she wanted to return to the arms of that beautiful woman. But the white-haired woman didn't.

Let her wish, and slowly stretched his fingers to her forehead.

Then there was a pain from the depths of my soul.

She opened her eyes suddenly in pain.

Is it a dream?

Feng Qing reached out and touched herself to make sure that the severe and profound pain just now was indeed from a dream, and then breathed out softly. The pain was so profound that she almost thought it was something that really happened.

Feng Qing then raised her eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment around her.

Tables, chairs, and bookshelves made of logs were all simply furnished in the room, but they were also very elegant. What reassured her was that the room was filled with a fresh medicine cabinet, which made her relax.

"Chirp! Chirp!" A ray of white light rushed into Feng Qing's arms.

"Master! You finally woke up!"

It was the little white mink who was in the first year of junior high school.

"Master, you have been in a coma for three days! If you don't wake up, your first year of junior high school will starve to death."

Fengqing stroked Xiao Chu Yi's hair twice, which made Xiao Chu hum in comfort. Just when he was about to ask Junior Junior School where they were, a slender figure walked into the house holding a bowl of porridge.
To be continued...