Chapter 911 What exactly does those who sacrificed their lives feel in their hearts?

Feng Fuchen and her have actually met twice.

Once in the Shennong Mountains, I threw a copy of Shen's pesticides for her. Once, I woke up after entering Shennong Realm for three years and accepted the inheritance of Feng Fuchen.

The moment Feng Qing met her boss, she knew that it was not an accident that she recognized Feng Fushen as the main person.

Everything she experienced after entering the valley seemed unintentional, but was actually all in Feng Fu's arrangement.

Entering the valley was Feng Fuchen's voice transmission, and the Shenyang Pesticide Copy was given by Feng Fuchen himself. The Feng Ling Sword and Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill were both Feng Fuchen's passing through the valley, and gave it to her with justification.

She is very respectful to the position of the Master of the Young Valley of Medicine King Valley. But with the title of the only disciple of the Old Ancestor Shennong, she is truly the most special Master of the Young Valley in the history of the Young Valley.

With her, she is the only one.

It can be said that there is a big boss behind her, which is her biggest reliance.

Of course, all the Feng clans in Medicine King Valley think so.

But this reliance that I thought in the past to protect them forever was broken.

How can this be easily accepted?

Feng Qing slowly landed on the ground.

It landed on the land where the hand was quite flat, but you could still smell the smell of soil.

The Medicine King Valley is gone.

Just a small Wancui Mountain set up a formation and built several thatched huts, which is the Medicine King Valley?

Feng Qing really couldn't figure out why?

Yes! The spiritual power of the Tianlong Continent is thin, it is so thin that it has affected spiritual practitioners to build spirits, making the number of spiritual practitioners less and less. But it has not collapsed yet! Even if you want to turn the Medicine King

The spiritual energy injected from the valley should have to wait until the day when there is really no way out?

Yes! Feng Qing was just playing tricks on Feng Qi. She had to admit that if she had the thin spiritual energy two or three years ago, it would be like the Tianlong Continent today, as it was three years ago.

The concentration of the second spiritual energy. This is definitely because the Yaowang Valley is open. But Feng Qing still doesn’t think that just delaying the time is worth Feng Fu’s life.

Yes! Such a spirit of dedication and sacrifice should be supported by thousands of people and will be supported by the people of the Tianlong Continent for generations. But how many people remember this sacrifice?

Feng Qing walked on the dirt road, using her spiritual power to cover her appearance and demeanor. When ordinary people looked at her, it seemed like they were looking at an ordinary passerby.

When we walked towards us, we were two Feng clans who happened to meet and were about to go to the ground. Looking at the dress, they were ordinary farmers. They were quite old, with gray hair and slightly bent backs that were resistant to the farm tools.

"Hey. Your family is only one person now?"

"Yes. Isn't it just us who are hiding here? The children have gone to Wancui City to make a living, otherwise, just opening up wastelands will not be able to support a family."

"Yes. You don't have to be inside the valley in the past. Even buying some salt is very expensive. Unlike in the past, the elders distributed it according to the rules for each household."

"Oh, it's good if you get used to it, it's good if you get used to it. It's almost two years."

"Yes, it's been two years! I'm afraid that this kind of life will still last in the future."

After listening to the two farmers' brief conversation, they each vented their anger and took off their lower-quality tobacco leaves while smoking them, Feng Qing was silent.

Look, even your people are dissatisfied with their current life.

Master.

Feng Qing walked through the newly reclaimed fields, then through the streets paved with stone slabs, and walked to a relatively flat area.

This area is a medicine field.

Feng Yu was wearing a bamboo hat on his head, barefoot, rolled his trouser legs, bent over and used a hoe to reclaim the land one after another.

Sweat from his forehead, cheeks to his chin, and then fell into the mud.

Feng Qing's current realm is far higher than the second elder Feng Yu. If she doesn't show up on her own initiative, Feng Yu will not be able to discover her.

However, Feng Qing's eyes were too focused, and even with an unignorable mood. Feng Yu finally raised his head and wiped his sweat, looking in the direction of Feng Qing.

The girl was a very ordinary girl. Feng Yu frowned, held the hoe casually, and waved his hand at Feng Qing.

"Little girl, this is not what you should come here, go home."

After wiping away the spiritual power on his body, Feng Qing's true appearance appeared in front of Feng Yu.

"Uncle San, it's me, Ah Qing."

Just now, the ordinary little girl became an extremely beautiful beauty in the blink of an eye. Although she looked better and taller than three or four years ago, her face was not exactly Feng Xiaowu whom I was thinking about and had been thinking about.

A face?

Feng Yu was stunned for a long time before slowly taking off his hat, pulling his sleeves hard and turning his head to wipe the sweat on his face. Then he looked at Feng Qing confidently for several more times.

Feng Yu's hands trembled when he was sure that the person in front of him really existed.

"Xiao Wu, it's really Xiao Wu!"

Feng Qing shook her lips, smiled and felt wet again as the corners of her eyes were filled with tears.

A flash appeared in front of Feng Yu, and reached out to hug Feng Yu.

"Uncle San, Xiaowu misses you."

Unconsciously, Feng Qing's voice became a little hoarse. The already delicate voice, and in this way, you can easily hear a little aggrieved.

Feng Yu patted Feng Qing on the back of the shoulders and raised his eyebrows.

"What's wrong? Tell me about Uncle San! Who has suffered aggrieved by our Xiaowu! Xiaowu is not afraid, Uncle San is here, Uncle San makes the decision for you! How can Wuya, who is holding in the palm of our Medicine King Valley in our palm? How can people easily make it easy for us?

Go bullied!"

Feng Qing shook her head, not letting tears fall in her eyes.

It is true that Fengqi loves her, but because of her identity and personality, she has never been able to really get close to her and can't understand her thoughts.

Feng Yu is different.

Feng Yu is hard-hearted, but he really loves her from the bottom of his heart. Even if he scolds her verbally, he is actually reluctant to let him suffer any grievances. He is truly doing it, no matter what happens, he can stand up to protect her.

Her elders.

Feng Qing bit her lip, left Feng Yu's arms, took a step back, and deliberately pinched her nose.

"Uncle San, your sweat is so smelly."

Feng Yu's beard suddenly became so angry that he flew up.

This girl actually disliked him at this time!

Who was feeling sorry for this ghost girl just now?

Pooh!

Seeing that Feng Yu's face turned black, Feng Qing quickly took Feng Yu off with a smile, then hung it on his neck, picked up the hat hanging from behind, and covered it on Feng Yu's head again.

"Hehe, Uncle Second. The sun is so strong that you are almost burning into charcoal. I will cover it more. I just stood there for a long time before I recognized you, Uncle Third!"

Feng Qing put a hat on Feng Yu's head. Feng Yu was about to say "You girl is still aware of your appearance." Unexpectedly, before he could say it, Feng Qing said two more words that blocked the fire above his head.

The hat is burning.

"Stupid girl! Who do you think is evil?"
Chapter completed!