Chapter 2

On the challenge arena, Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing are in great panic.

Feng Wuchen's injury is very serious. When he stabs with a sword, he has already pierced the sea of Qi, and the ground of the challenge arena turns red.

"Elder, how is Chen er's injury?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously.

"Take Wuchen back to heal immediately!" The great elder of Feng family, Feng Qianyang, is a great leader.

"That's ridiculous!" After listening to Feng Qianyang's words, Feng Zhengxiong was extremely angry, and his fierce murderous spirit burst out: "Mo Qianshan! If Chen Er can't survive today, I'll never spare you Mohist school! "

"This matter has nothing to do with me. If the Feng family leader really wants to deal with my Mohist family, I will be waiting for you at any time." Mohist master light answer, head also don't return of leave.

Even if Feng Zhengxiong has already broken through the nine levels of Huayuan, the Mohist master is not afraid at all.

"Feng family master, I forgot to tell you that ling'er is a student of Tianyan Academy. Let alone Feng Wuchen stab that sword by himself, even if linger kills him, your Feng family can't do well. Tianyan academy and Huangfu family, if you want to deal with Mohist school, you have to weigh your own strength." The young man on the challenge arena sneered haughtily.

Proud smile for a moment, the youth said: "do you know what the six grade martial spirit represents? I haven't heard that wushuangcheng had a genius of liupin martial spirit before. Besides, she is still a woman. Even in Tianyan University, ling'er is the best. "

Proud to leave this words, the youth also left.

"Tianyan university?" Feng Zhengxiong's face suddenly changed, but he didn't have the heart to think about it. He quickly left with the seriously injured Feng Wuchen.

In contrast, life is more important.

"Has Mo ling'er been recruited by Tianyan university? When did it happen? "

"Worthy of being the first genius of wushuangcheng, Mo ling'er was recruited by Tianyan University!"

"Liupin spirit, such a powerful talent, it's strange that Tianyan university doesn't accept it! Mo ling'er's achievements in the future are immeasurable! "

"With such amazing talent, I would do the same for me. With such a strong talent, there is a better choice. No wonder Mo ling'er has no dust."

The audience was shocked. Such a genius really made people in wushuangcheng envious.

Mo ling'er's entry into Tianyan university means that her status has been higher, and the wind and dust-free are no longer qualified to climb high.

...

the hall of Fengjia was silent, and the faces of the senior managers were full of worry and anxiety.

Less than a quarter of an hour, the wind Qianyang will appear in the hall, old face with a touch of sadness and helplessness.

"Elder, how is chen'er?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously, and everyone's eyes looked at Feng Qianyang.

Feng Qianyang shook his head helplessly and said: "the injury of Wuchen is too serious. The Dantian is damaged and has been reduced to the second level of refining environment. With the strength of my first grade alchemist, I can't save Wuchen."

"Elder, do you mean Chen Er can't live?" Feng Zhengxiong asked in panic, looking at Feng Qianyang tightly.

"Elder, please think of a way! We must save the dust! " Xiao Qingqing broke down and burst into tears.

Feng Qianyang shook his head again and sighed: "unless it's made by the third grade alchemist, where can I find the third grade alchemist in Wushuang city?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhengxiong sat down in despair. Feng Qianyang's words undoubtedly sentenced Feng Wuchen to death.

"Mo ling'er!" I can't clench my teeth! If the third brother can't live, I'll have you buried with me! "

"Elder, is there really no other way?" Xiao Qingqing cried and asked, not willing to give up even the slightest hope.

"There's nothing I can do. There's not much time left. You can go to see him for the last time." Feng Qianyang shakes his head again.

Grief and anger filled the hall.

At the moment, fengwuchen is still unconscious, the breath of life is very weak, and may die at any time.

However, before long, a magical scene happened!

The wind of death is dust-free, and the sword wound in the Dantian area is healed with the speed visible to the naked eye!

The next second, Feng Wuchen opened his eyes in vain. The whole person breathed in like he had been in the water for several hours. It was like having a nightmare, sweating and pale.

"So... What's that black one?" Feng Wuchen wiped his sweat, and then he was afraid to say, but he didn't wait for Feng Wuchen to think more, and his face was suddenly stunned: "I... what's wrong with my injury?"

"Ah..."

just when Feng Wuchen was stunned and surprised, his head suddenly seemed to be stabbed by a sharp sword, and his face was ferocious. Then a huge stream of information poured into Feng Wuchen's mind.

"This is..." accepted the huge information without any resistance. Feng Wuchen was shocked to open his mouth, and his eyes were almost staring out. He almost forgot the severe swelling pain of his head.

"This is the memory of the evil dragon god! He is an ancient dragon god! It is said that the dragon clan is the most powerful one. How can the evil dragon god hide in me? You want to be reborn with my body? Is it possible that I am still in my dream? " Wind Wuchen exclaimed, feeling that all this was too incredible.In ancient times, fengwuchen had never heard of it. The huge information suddenly appeared in his mind, which made Feng Wuchen feel still in his dream.

In the memory of the evil dragon god, wind Wuchen knew that the evil dragon god was the ancient dragon god family. There were two holy sons in the Dragon God family. The Dragon Spirit fought with the dragon heaven.

The two are the most dazzling and peerless genius of the Dragon God family. However, in order to fight for the supreme throne of the dragon family, the two great sons finally broke their faces and fought openly and secretly for many years.

Finally, on the day of the election for the supreme throne of the dragon clan, long tianhun lost the election because of his bad intentions. His younger brother, long Tianzhan, became the next supreme dragon clan.

In terms of talent and strength, the soul of the dragon is not defeated by the battle of dragon and heaven. In a world where strength is respected, he thinks he can lead the Dragon Protoss to become more powerful, and the supreme throne of the dragon clan should also fall into his hands, but it is a pity that he has not.

Long tianhun felt that his father was partial to him. He was not willing to accept that the supreme treasure was located in the hands of the dragon heaven war. The hatred grew deeper and deeper. Finally, the Dragon Spirit led many strong dragon people to leave and completely cut off the relationship with the Dragon God family.

Therefore, the soul of the dragon was renamed as the evil dragon god!

In order to snatch the supreme throne of the dragon clan, the soul of the Dragon sky recruited troops and horses wantonly.

When the war broke out, the Dragon Spirit defeated the dragon heaven battle with overwhelming power and seized the seal of Dragon God. It was supposed that the supreme throne of the dragon family had been won, but it was finally sealed by the six elders of the Dragon God family.

"This... This can't be true? This evil dragon god is too terrible! No, the six elders are more terrible Looking at the memory of the evil dragon god, Feng Wuchen trembles with fright, sweating and exhaling.

"Three young masters! Are you... Are you awake? " In the wind dust-free panic shaking, the door was suddenly opened, a beautiful maid rushed in.

The servant girl was also shocked when she heard the scream coming from the front of the room. When she rushed in and saw Feng Wuchen wake up, she was stunned.

"Just woke up." The servant girl who rushes in wakes up Feng Wuchen, and then nods to the servant girl, pretending that nothing has happened.

"Master! madam! elders! The third young master is awake For a moment, the unbelievable servant girl suddenly raised her voice and rushed out with superhuman speed.

High decibel's cry, the whole earth shaking like, but everyone who can hear the wind home, at the moment, look stiff down.

Wind Qianyang just spread the news that the wind has no dust to save. How can you suddenly wake up again? Is it difficult that the servant girl is infatuated with wind and dust, and is infatuated with illusion?

"Awake?" In the hall, Feng Zhengxiong looked at each other, shocked and unbelievable.

"This..." Feng Qianyang was even more scared to break the teacup in his hand.

Feng Qianyang is a alchemist. He is not Hua Tuo in the world, but he has more authority on the injury and illness of human body than anyone else!

Would a person with such authority be mistaken?

Of course, Feng Qianyang also hopes that he is wrong. At least Feng Wuchen will not die!

"Master! madam! elders! The third young master is awake The maid who rushes into the hall gasps for air, and the refined alchemy is still in ecstasy.

Xiao Qingqing hurried forward and held the servant girl's hand tightly. She was full of expectation and asked, "Xiaolan, what you said is true? Chen Er, is he really awake

"Madam, it's true. The third young master is in the room!" Xiaolan and Xiaoji nodded and answered like pecking rice.

"Go and have a look!" The wind was burning with ambition.

Fengwuchen is digesting the memory of the evil dragon god in the room at the moment. All the memories of the evil dragon god have been integrated with his body. That is to say, everything possessed by the evil dragon god now belongs to fengwuchen.

"Dust! Dust

Outside the door came the pleasantly surprised shouts of Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing, which interrupted Feng Wuchen again.

People rushed into the room to see, the wind dust really wake up! revive! It's a miracle! It's amazing!

"Dust! Great Xiao Qingqing wept with joy and tears, holding fengwuchen in her arms.

Xiao Qingqing didn't find the wound healed by Feng Wuchen, but Feng Zhengxiong did.

It's really a surprise for them to come back from the dead without dust, but now it has been covered by shock.

Such a serious injury, before almost out of breath, how quickly healed?

Feng Qianyang seemed to see a ghost. His old eyes almost glared out and exclaimed: "the wound has healed unexpectedly!"

"Chen'er, what's the matter with your injury?" Feng Zhengxiong asked, feeling very strange.

Xiao Qingqing then found that the wind dust-free wound has been healed, but also can not help but ask curiously: "dust son, how is this going on?"

"I don't know. I wake up and heal. I'm surprised." Feng Wuchen replied casually that he could not reveal the evil dragon god.

Feng Qianyang hurriedly checked the situation of fengwuchen, but he couldn't see why. However, it's a firm decision to recover, which makes Feng Qianyang puzzled.

No one knows what changes have taken place in fengwuchen's body, including fengwuchen himself."The memory of the evil dragon god, everything he has belongs to me. It's a blessing in disguise! Who can compete with me in this world? Mo ling'er, you betrayed me and insulted me. I don't blame you. I have to thank you! " The corners of the mouth slightly hook a trace of radian, wind dust-free heart a burst of happiness.

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