The flowing night, dotted with starlight, a round of silver moon hanging in the sky, silver moonlight pouring down, beautiful and intoxicating.

In the manor, it is very quiet, and occasionally there is a sound of insects, which makes the moonlight more beautiful.

Feng Hao was also drunk, but he was drunk not because of the moonlight, but because of the beauty in his arms.

The beauty is as tender as water, leaning softly on the left and right sides of the young man, endless love words, endless misses.

At this moment, the two girls did not compete for favor, but just quietly leaned on the young man, inhaling the intoxicating breath on the young man's body, his eyes were slightly closed, and his pretty face showed a happy smile.

The girl's affection, Feng Hao can feel it.

The two girls, the country is beautiful and fragrant, I feel pity, but I am devoted to myself, which makes him very moved, and at the same time, a sense of guilt rises in my heart.

"How can I be so virtuous?"

Feng Hao sighed lightly, and there was a touch of melancholy in his eyes.

His strength is still too low, and even the safety of the two daughters cannot be guaranteed, which makes him worry for a while.

If it weren't for the small ball, how would I solve it when I saw today's incident?

Everything still comes from strength, today, if you are a martial artist, or a martial king, how can such a thing happen?

He wants to improve his strength, improve like crazy, so that he can intimidate the others.

"Great Comparison of Nations!"

This is just the first step, you are strong, this is not enough, the country is strong, the family is strong, this is what Feng Hao wants.

And the stage of the Great Competition of the Nations is just a stage for fame.

If he can win the championship, as long as he can enter the Shengwang Mountain, then the safety of the Feng family is definitely not a problem, and no one dares to make up his mind.

However, with his current strength, if he wants to win the championship, it seems that he is still a little behind, even if he breaks through to the peak of martial arts, he is not absolutely sure.

These days, after fighting against Cheng Nan for a while, he feels that these demons are not weak, and once they use a killer move, they may be difficult to deal with.

This crisis made his heart sink very much.

He can't wait another ten years!

There are still many things waiting for him to do, for example, the Divine Pesticide Codex, he is just a half-ass, and he has always relied on the medicinal properties of the Red Refining Medicine King, but once the medicinal properties of the Red Refining Medicine King are squandered, then he will be beaten to his original form.

It's just a high-level Xuan!

Such pharmacists, in the Regret Jin Dynasty, are as numerous as cattle hairs, and they are not conspicuous at all!

Then, he can only be absolutely sure if he breaks through and breaks through to the Martial Sect!

Because, that's the same starting line!

The Great Contest of Nations, for a few months, he still has time!

"Brother Hao. ”

Feeling the strangeness of the young man, the two girls both raised their heads and looked at him with some confusion.

"Hehe! ”

Looking at the worry on the faces of the two girls, Feng Hao directly changed to a smile, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said, "By the way, I have something for you." ”

As he spoke, he took out a long sword that exuded cold air from the ring and handed it to Wan Xin's hand.

"Is this a spiritual artifact?"

Looking at the cold long sword in her hand, Wan Xin opened her mouth cutely, and her eyes were full of surprise.

This is naturally specially prepared for her by Feng Hao, a top-grade ice-attribute spirit iron, and an ice-attribute top-grade spirit weapon cast by Lu Song!

"Hehe, do you like it?"

Feng Hao was very satisfied with her reaction, and looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Yes, I like it!"

Holding the long sword and feeling the cold energy in it, Wan Xin knew that with this spiritual weapon, his strength could be increased several times.

Excitedly, the girl leaned over her face, and the warm lip flap left a moist lip mark on the young man's face, and the girl herself was also blushing.

"Ugh"

Feng Hao was slightly stunned, smiled wryly, and saw Qiong Ling'er with a small mouth, turned his hand, took out a long sword, and handed it over directly.

This long sword, although it is attributeless, is also a high-grade spiritual weapon, with a flow of luminous light, and at a glance, you can know that the Dao is not ordinary.

After taking the long sword, Qiong Ling'er's pretty face was like a flower blooming, leaning over, leaving her mark on Feng Hao's other face, and then like a frightened rabbit, she quickly stood up, ran to the side, and played with the spirit weapon.

"Huh!"

Seeing the two girls dancing, Feng Hao's face was full of satisfied smiles.

The beauty is like this, what more can the husband ask for?

He didn't have anything dissatisfied, he just felt a little sorry for the two girls, after all, there was still Qingwu's matter, and he couldn't say it honestly.

After swaying and feeling the changes in the meantime, the two girls were even more happy.

At the same time, they also know that the spiritual weapon in their hands is not ordinary.

"Brother Xie Lu, Xie Hao. ”

The two girls shouted sweetly, huddled around the boy, leaning tightly on the boy's side, and their beautiful faces were full of happiness and joy.

The night is charming, and the lover whispers.

The two girls said what they missed one by one, and Feng Hao also told the two girls what he had seen and heard, and he couldn't open his mouth only about Qingwu.

The thrill in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, the sights and hearings on the road, and the bizarre ancient ruins all deeply attracted the attention of the two women.

"It turns out that the wool in those gambling stone workshops are all from the ancient ruins. ”

"Hmm. ”

Feng Hao nodded, "It's a region full of miracles, but it's also very dangerous. ”

The dragon head desolate beast, unicorn that appeared, and even the two king-level desolate beasts that appeared behind that night, all greatly stimulated Feng Hao's nerves.

Themselves, under their feet, are like ants, and they have no ability to resist at all.

Although the two girls were full of curiosity about the ancient ruins, as soon as they heard Feng Hao's words, they dispelled the idea of going there for sightseeing.

If you don't have the strength, what's the use of going?

"Huh,"

When Qiong Ling'er put her hand on Feng Hao's chest, she felt a fluffy thing, she straightened up, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Hao, what is in your arms?"

"Oh, it's a little beast. ”

Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, then he understood, reached in, and pulled out the small ball, "It's called Xiaoqiuqiu." ”

The little guy was too innocent, sleeping soundly, but was woken up by this unscrupulous master, and suddenly the water rippled in his eyes.

"Wow! what a cute little thing!"

Seeing such a little beast, the two girls had stars in their eyes, stretched out their hands, and grabbed the small ball.

Poor little Qiuqiu still wanted to hide, but was betrayed by his master, and fell directly into the clutches of the two girls, falling into boundless pain.

For these, Feng Hao didn't see it.

This girl deserves it.