March period? Fengyun suddenly understood it as soon as he thought about it.
Emperor Mu told her that his technique would undergo a drastic change in three months.
And now, at the end of the day, three months have passed.
Feng Yun frowned instantly.
If it were the past, she would have been very happy hearing this.[
But now, after experiencing a sharp change at the Spirit Emperor level, she understands that when this kind of skill is restored or further evolved, it is when a person is at his weakest and cannot be disturbed at all.
"Then let's not leave yet. We'll stay here." Feng Yun immediately made a decision.
It should be better for Emperor Mu at this time to have seven or eight level spirit kings like Principal Mo Yan of Rhine College protecting him.
"No." Emperor Mu slowly raised his head, a red light flashed in his dark eyes, and then he looked out the window coldly.
His spiritual power began to fluctuate.
It was time to find those enemies who had been searching for him in this area.
Feng Yun followed Mu Huang's eyes and looked out the window.
The distance in the distance is calm and calm, but there is a feeling that the storm is coming and the building is filled with wind.
Fengyun understood that Emperor Mu's enemies, Principal Mo Yan and others would definitely not be opponents. Here they would only lose their lives without any effect.
It may also increase her burden.
"Then let's leave now." In this case, she was thinking of a way.
"What are you talking about?" Principal Mo Yan and others on the side looked at Feng Yun and Mu Huang talking to themselves, and asked in confusion.
"Nothing, let's go first." Feng Yun looked calm and said goodbye to Mo Yan, Lin Qiong and others with a smile.
Then, without saying a word, Emperor Mu and the Golden Lion quickly disappeared in front of everyone.
Mo Yan looked at Fengyun and Emperor Mu going away, and frowned: "Why do I feel that there is a powerful force gathering on Mu Mu's body?"
"Principal, you feel wrong, why don't we feel it?" Feng Yang pursed his lips.
Lin Qiong and Yang Wu looked at him suspiciously.
Did he really feel wrong? Mo Yan rubbed his head.
Forget it, I still don’t want to think about it anymore. The power gave him a feeling of trembling and crawling. It made an eighth-level spiritual king crawl down. This level of spiritual power...[