Swordsmanship? The storm suddenly became excited. His eyes were fixed on the jade slip, and his heart was pounding...
It was hard to find anything, and it took no effort to get it. Storm's luck was beyond words! Everyone else looked at Storm with envy.
Feng Lingzi's eyes followed everyone and fell on Feng Feng, and asked Feng Feng: "You are very concerned about its grade, right?" Seeing Feng Feng come to his senses and nodded, he said proudly, "I am famous for this."
His swordsmanship is naturally not bad, and it ranks high among quasi-saint-level fighting skills. This swordsmanship is very mysterious, and people with different understandings will have different swordsmanship after practicing it."
A top-ranked quasi-saint level fighting skill! Storm stared and opened his mouth. After a long while, he jumped up and ran like a child.
Everyone was also happy for Feng Feng, and Xiao Zhan shouted: 'No! We all take out the money and lend it to Feng Feng, otherwise he will be in debt!"
Long Yi, who was no longer seriously injured, looked at Xiao Yan innocently and said worriedly: 'Lend it all to him? I won't be able to repay that storm in ten lifetimes..."
Ziying, who was still in the weak stage, couldn't help but smile, "Silly Long Yi, we don't include Young Master Xiao."
Xiao Yan laughed loudly.
Looking at everyone's high spirits, Feng Lingzi had a smile on his face, and then looking at Feng Feng, who was still jumping and jumping with excitement, he seemed to see the shadow of himself back then.
But soon he slowly suppressed his smile, stood up with Qiuqiu in his arms, and looked around with nostalgia, very slowly and carefully, as if he wanted to engrave everything here in his soul. For a long time, he lowered his head,
Caressing the ball gently, his eyes are as gentle as the lake.
As if realizing something, Qiuqiu curled up in Fenglingzi's arms with attachment, with tears in her eyes. Then she raised her head and reluctantly watched Fenglingzi slowly stretch out her paws, as if she wanted to go again.
Touching Fenglingzi's face, he seemed to want to retain something.
Feng Lingzi stared at Qiuqiu, and his eyes gradually moistened. He shook his head gently, his eyes full of reluctance. After closing his eyes for a long time, his expression became determined, and he looked at Qing Muer and Xiao
Yan said: 'My soul is about to dissipate. The space here can still last for a while. You can rest here. When the space collapses, you will be teleported to the Five Rings Qilin Mountain."
'Emperor...' Xiao Yan, Qing Muer was a little choked on her words.
‘There is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever. I’ll leave it to you all for Qiuqiu. I’ll also call you Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu. See you in the next life. My dear friends, take good care of it...”
As the words became increasingly ethereal, Feng Lingzi's figure became more and more illusory, gradually disappearing into nothingness amidst everyone's silent farewell and Qiuqiu's futile attempt to stay.
Qiuqiu was lying on the ground where Feng Lingzi had disappeared, crying and paralyzed until Qing Muer took it into her arms, still sobbing sadly.
Everyone's mood was a little heavy, and they were silent for a while. When Qiuqiu finally calmed down, they turned their eyes to the two jade slips in the air, and then immediately looked at the storm. The meaning was self-evident.
Feng Feng shook his head slightly and said, "I do need sword skills, but I don't have much use for the body fighting skills." Seeing everyone's confusion, Feng Feng explained, "I have a high degree of compatibility with the wind, and I can merge with the wind."
In the middle, it means you have body fighting skills. Therefore, it is a waste for me to give this Fengshen Step."
After listening to Feng Feng's explanation, Xiao Yan turned his gaze to everyone and asked: 'Who do you think this body fighting technique is most suitable for?"
Xiao Zhan and Long Yi immediately expressed their opinions at the same time. They were taking a fierce approach and this kind of movement was not suitable for them.
Ziying was even more straightforward, saying that her fighting skills contained physical skills.
Nan Erming shrugged and said that since he was a poisoner, there was no need to consider him for his body and fighting skills.
‘I already have it.’ Xiao Yan smiled and looked at Qing Mu’er, ‘Mu’er?”
‘Yes!’ Qing Muer is not a pretentious person. She nodded heavily with ardent eyes and a bright smile on her face, ‘I just happen to be following the route of speed and weirdness, and this physical fighting skill is very suitable for me.”
'Okay.' Xiao Yan waved his hand and rolled the two jade slips in front of Qing Mu'er and Feng Feng. Seeing Feng Feng and Qing Mu'er happily put away the jade slips, their eyes fell on the lost Qiu Qiu, and his smile disappeared.
Lian thought about it, but didn't know how to comfort Qiuqiu, so he ordered everyone, "Okay, this space won't last long, everyone should take a rest and get ready to go out."
The seven people sat down cross-legged one after another, and the world returned to silence... (To be continued!