Mo's words immediately made Qingwu open his eyes again and look at him with tears in his eyes, with deep doubts in his eyes.
"He returned to Xilan? When did it happen?"
With a slight trembling sound, she looked at the demon nervously, expecting and panicking at the same time.
“More than a month ago”
The devil replied calmly.
He also wondered what the relationship between Feng Hao and this saint was? Why did the saint react so strongly when she heard his name?
He couldn't understand how a boy from the kingdom could get involved with the saint of the Demon Cult, and it seemed to be an extraordinary relationship.
"More than a month ago?"
Qingwu suddenly stood up and asked, "Are you sure it was more than a month ago and not a year ago?"
"I think I remember correctly"
The devil still said calmly
"He's not dead, he's not dead yet"
Qing Wu just stood there and her tears started to flow out again. She murmured in a tearful voice, and her mood was like surprise, loss, and very complicated.
She didn't know whether Feng Hao went to Beimang Forbidden Land, whether he succeeded or not?
She is very conflicted
"Who is this Feng Hao from Wu'er?"
Lan Xun's face darkened and he asked aloud
She felt more and more that something was not quite right. Qing Wu's reaction made her even more uneasy.
For a woman to be so rude for a man, there is only one possibility...
she fell in love with him
"It's... Meng'er's father"
Qingwu reacted, hesitated a little, closed his eyes and said slowly
"Meng'er's father?"
Everyone looked at her in astonishment with different expressions
Lan Xun didn't know because she didn't know whether it was the Xue Yu that Xiao Qingmeng said or this Feng Hao...
The main reason is that she doesn't know that Xiao Qingmeng is Qingwu's biological child.
The beautiful maid was slightly relieved...
I'm sure he's not that sloppy guy.
Let's just say that my aesthetic point of view as a saint is not that bad, and how could Xiao Qingmeng, who is so cute and charming, be the daughter of that sloppy man?
The devil was a little dumbfounded and twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely.
This relationship is indeed very unusual. Even the daughter is so old.
"How on earth did that guy do it?"
No matter how much he thought, he couldn't connect a boy from a small kingdom to a saint from his own demon sect.
How did these two people get along? How could the superior saint fall in love with the young man who might be a martial artist at that time?
He still guessed wrongly that Feng Hao was just a great martial artist at that time...
"magic"
Qing Wu opened his eyes and said to the devil, "Go and tell Feng Hao that there will be a competition on the Holy Fire Festival and I will marry the first winner."
After saying that, she hugged Xiao Qingmeng and walked towards the inner room without looking back.
The demon was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully, turned and walked outside.
After hearing Qing Wu's words, he finally understood why Qing Wu looked like that just now...
It turns out that she was forced into marriage
Thinking about it, his pace quickened a bit.
...
It only took him less than a month to rush all the way to Xilan King City...
Along the way, he heard the voices of saints like the Feng family. When he came to the door of Feng Mansion, he was obviously stunned when he looked at the empty courtyard in front of him.
"Young man, the saint has left. Don't wait there."
An old man saw him standing stupidly at the door of Feng Mansion and kindly reminded him.
"The saint is gone?"
A flash of astonishment flashed in the demon's eyes, and he turned to look at the old man.
"If you had come a few days earlier, you would have seen the saint. Now the saint has left Feng, Qiong, and Wan's family for a few days..."
After the old man's explanation, the demon finally understood what happened. After hearing that two guardians were left to protect Xilan, he walked directly towards Xilan Palace.
Fortunately, the guards at the gate of the palace knew him. Under the guidance of the guards, he met Hua Shanlan. As soon as they met, he went straight to the point and told Hua Shanlan about Qingwu.
"What? Feng Hao has a daughter? And his wife was forced to marry?"
Hua Shanlan was stunned and couldn't react. He didn't dare to neglect Mo's cautious look, so he led Mo directly to the two Feng family guards and explained what happened clearly.
"Feng Hao's wife was forced to marry?"
The two guards looked at each other in confusion.
They now know Feng Hao relatively well. They are also a little emotional about Feng Hao's rise. Moreover, coupled with the importance of the three elders to him, they can no longer ignore the existence of this young man.
It was obvious that their trip to Xilan was all for this young man, so this meant that this young man was by no means as simple as Hua Yuntian and others said.
“There is still one and a half months until the Holy Fire Festival”
The devil said carefully
"this..."
Time was running out, and the two guards discussed it. The last guard hurried towards Langye Ancient City, while Mo could only wait for the news silently. However, when he heard that there was a saint in the Feng family, he was slightly relieved.
...
Everything on Emperor Yun Peak is as usual. Feng Hao is still closing his eyes and concentrating in the cocoon of light. The little ball has not changed at all. The big change is that the little black dragon has a large horn on its head. Its dragon claws are even more faint.
There are traces of splitting. The fourth claw is faintly formed, and there is a faint and extremely terrifying aura slowly spreading on its body.
Because it was hatched from the blood of Emperor Fenghao, something weird happened and it was able to absorb the power of the stars.
The little black dragon's strength is improving in a big way...
"Crash..."
A sound like a tidal wave rippled out from Feng Hao's body. His body was crystal clear and his blood veins were exceptionally clear. Wherever there was light flowing inside, his physique was greatly improved...
This is the third day of his meditation...
"Ouch..."
A faint dragon's roar came from his body, and his spine was slightly shaken. This meant that Feng Hao had entered the peak level of the Martial Lord.
The seventh day...
After many days of light cocoon energy cleansing, his physique has become powerful to a terrifying degree. The random movement of the muscles inside his body will erupt into bursts of thunder-like sounds.
"Buzz..."
A very sudden long chant came out, and an inexplicable aura rippled out. Then the energy of the stars in the sky that should have fallen directly on the sculpture was inexplicably pulled, and its position actually shifted, and fell straight on Feng Hao's head.
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