As soon as these words came out, everyone woke up. The troubled General Mansion had forgotten that Gu Feng, a genius, could reach the level of a five-star Xuan Spirit Master at the age of ten and a half. This was simply a dream for ordinary Xuan Spirit Masters!
Even if there are some wizards like Gu Feng, they are very few.
"Less than ten people!" Feng blurted out.
Zheng Xuanwei nodded, "That's right! Less than ten people! How many people are there who have reached five-star Xuanling Masters at the age of 15 and are full-time Xuanling Masters?"
"Only this one person!" Feng spoke again, and even she felt very proud when she said this!
Zheng Xuanwei laughed, and the sound of his laughter was very strange, but everyone understood what he meant. Only Gu Feng, a young man who was not very experienced in the world, did not understand the meaning!
"No! It's too risky!" Feng said, she couldn't let her son get into trouble again.
"If you don't do this, do you have a better way? Can you rest assured to protect your family and country unless Feng'er's matter is resolved?" Zheng Xuanwei asked.
"this……"
Zheng Xuanwei smiled and said: "At least Feng'er has a year's buffer time. During this year, he can detoxify the injured in the Kingdom of Flame without incident, and in the process, Princess Hehe of the Kingdom of Flame may also speak for him.
Aren't these few words enough?"
There was no other idea for a while, so it seemed that we could only do what Zheng Xuanwei wanted. At least everyone knew that Zheng Xuanwei was bound to take Gu Feng for his own use. He would definitely not harm Gu Feng, even if Gu Feng was in danger.
, Zheng Xuanwei will never sit idly by and ignore it.
"What on earth do you mean? Why can't I understand a word of it?" Gu Feng's mind was full of doubts, "Trying for one year? What on earth do you mean?"
Looking at Gu Feng, Zheng Xuanwei smiled and replied: "You need to meet the emperor of the Kingdom of Fire. Only there can you truly resolve the matter of the God-Destroying Sword."
Gu Feng's doubts deepened, "I'm going to see the Emperor of the Kingdom of Fire? How...how can I solve this? Will he listen to me?"
"Let them answer it for you later. I still have something to do, so I'll take the first step." With that said, Zheng Xuanwei stood up.
"Uncle Zheng, are you leaving now?" We had just met, and Gu Feng was naturally a little reluctant to leave.
"There is something you need to know." Zheng Xuanwei said with a smile: "Several of your brothers and comrades are currently in the Country of Flame, and may have arrived in Purple Flame City. After the matter of the Destroying Sword is resolved, I think you should go and meet them.
After all, it's not easy for them to find you."
"Zheng Hai and the others have come to the Country of Fire!?" Gu Feng's face was full of joy and surprise.
Still failed to retain Zheng Xuanwei. He came here just to repay the friendship he had more than ten years ago. Now that the matter has been settled, there is no need to stay here, not to mention that he always feels a little uncomfortable when it is not his own territory.
After sending Zheng Xuanwei away, the general sent someone to the palace to deliver a message, and received a reply. Tomorrow Gufeng would enter the palace to meet the emperor.
That night, in order to celebrate the recognition of Gu Feng and Feng mother and son, and to celebrate the safe return of Gu Feng, it was late at night before everyone put down their wine glasses and returned to their respective lofts to rest.
Gu Feng patted Xiaolong's head, who was lying beside the bed, "Don't worry, Dalong is fine. Just live here with peace of mind. Don't go back to the Moon Country for the time being. There's nothing to miss there."
The little dragon looked pitifully at Gu Feng, and the little dragon snorted twice, his voice full of worry for his father Da Long, but with Gu Feng's comfort, his mood improved a lot.
I was walking in the garden, preparing to go to the attic where my mother was, but on the way I saw two monsters, Xiaojin and Daxiong, in a corner. Out of curiosity, Gufeng walked over.
"Xiao Jin, what are you doing?" In his mind, Gu Feng and Xiao Jin were talking.
Hearing Xiao Jin's voice, he immediately ran over, "Master, I have taken in a little brother!"
"Little... little brother?" Gu Feng blinked a few times. Such a term should only appear in the mouths of humans, right? How come a monster like Xiao Jin can also speak it?
"Here!" He waved his hand towards Nobita: "That's it, this guy is obeying my words now."
"No way!" Gu Feng opened his mouth wide. He knew Nobita's violent temper. If he didn't like it, he would rush out and bite the opponent half to death or tear him into pieces. How could he easily recognize Xiao Jin as his eldest brother?
However, speaking of it, Daxiong has indeed experienced a lot during this period. He was first frightened by the power of Meihu, and then encountered a perverted tenth-level monster like Dalong. After finally calming down for two days, Xiaojin evolved into
The advanced mutated Warcraft actually reached the late eighth level, posing a threat to the dragon once again. Such a proud Warcraft is considered to be quite powerful in the human world, but it happened to be encountered by all of them.
How could he not be depressed by a beast that was stronger than him?
Gu Feng was speechless for a moment, smiled and shook his head: "You guys have fun, I'm going to talk to my mother, she just called me."
"Master, walk slowly!"...
Sitting at the table, Gu Feng looked at the four ordinary home-cooked dishes on the table, with layers of mist shining in his eyes.
"Mom, what are you..." Gu Feng's voice was trembling.
A mother's kindness will always be most profoundly expressed in her son, especially when her son, who she thought did not exist, suddenly returns to her side, which awakens a woman's feelings of love for her son that have been frozen for many years.
"Seeing that you were only busy drinking at night and didn't eat a few bites of food, here are some dishes I made specially with my own hands. How do you like them often?"
Swallowing back the choked sobs and resisting the urge to shed tears, Gu Feng picked up the chopsticks on the table and wolfed down the ordinary home-cooked dishes. Even the delicacies of mountains and mountains couldn't taste these ordinary dishes in his mouth.
In comparison, after eighteen years of living, Gu Feng ate food cooked by his mother for the first time, and his heart felt warm and indescribably at ease.
Seeing his son like this, Feng, with tears in his eyes, smiled knowingly, and that smile was very kind.
It was like a storm, but for just a moment, there was only a little bit of vegetable soup left on the four plates on the table, and not even a sliver of green onion could be seen.
"Is it delicious?" Feng asked.
Gu Feng rubbed his belly: "It's delicious! This is the most delicious meal I have ever eaten!"
After brewing a pot of fragrant tea, mother and son talked about the bleak past.
Now that Gu Feng has grown up and is a proud full-time Xuan Ling Master, he can't sit in his mother's arms and listen to her humming songs, but he enjoys it very much at this time. This is something he can't even dream of.