Chapter 682 Operation "Hmm!"

See the performance of Feng Hao. Feng Hengcai nodded with satisfaction, and then asked again, "By the way, what is the use of you letting you collect those poison kings? Are you a poison master? Even if you are a poison master, you don't need to collect them all, right?"

"I'm not a poisoner. ”

Feng Hao shook his head and said with a wry smile, "These kings of poison are for others. ”

Now that he is ready, he is basically ready, and after the northern aconitum is in hand, some of the other poison kings will not have much pressure on him.

If he really didn't, as soon as he put the holy relics out, thousands of strong people would rush to collect them, so he didn't worry much about it now.

"For someone else?"

Feng Heng's eyes picked it up again.

This guy is too outrageous to lose, isn't it? Moreover, he went to the forbidden land in the north for the sake of others?

It's really damn good!

There was once a giant in the pharmacist world, in order to pick the colorful glazed fruit, with his extraordinary medicinal power, he broke into the core of the Northern Forbidden Land...

He was not poisoned, but crushed to death by the poison energy at the core!

There the poisonous energy has become a substance, just like the endless mountain is suspended, how can a person walk in?

And the young man in front of him went in, it was the back garden of his house, he not only picked the northern aconitum of the head of the king of poison, but also picked three colorful glazed fruits...

"It's for my daughter. ”

Feng Hao naturally knew what the old man was thinking, so he said truthfully.

"Your daughter?"

Feng Heng was stunned, some couldn't react, and after a while, he came back to his senses, and glanced at Feng Hao a little strangely, "So that's the case..."

He still didn't understand, Feng Hao was only a teenager, how old could his daughter be, how old was a person, why did he need the king of poison, the king of poison, the king of the north and the king of all poisons?

"Alas..."

Feng Hao sighed heavily, his expression was a little gloomy, "Her physique is a little special, so she needs these poison kings..."

Although he has the ability to gather all the poison kings, he does not have the ability to bear the pain of ten thousand poisons for Xiao Qingmeng...

Because, Xiao Qingmeng must personally bear the quenching body of all poison poisons, so that he can control the supreme poison body in the future, and others can't replace it at all!

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Hao felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Xiaoqingmeng, who is only a few years old, has to endure this kind of unimaginable pain of ten thousand poisons and quenching the body, whose fault is this?

"Special?"

Glancing at Feng Hao, who was frowning deeply, Feng Heng still didn't ask any more, just nodded thoughtfully, and muttered, "The king of so many poisons is really special..."

In the secret room, there was a sudden silence, and both of them frowned slightly, as if they were both distressed about something.

"That's right!"

Feng Heng clapped his hands, and then said to Feng Hao in a hurry, "Without further ado, you go back to Feng's house with me immediately!"

"Go back now?"

Feng Hao was a little hesitant.

When he was in the streamer space, he once felt inexplicable palpitations, faintly, he felt that something should have happened to Qiong Ling'er and Wan Xin, even now, his heart was half-lifted, and he couldn't let it go, so he decided to go back to the Regret Gold Saint King Mountain at that time to determine the situation of the two daughters.

"Two confidantes?"

After listening to Feng Hao's explanation, Feng Heng glanced at him, nodded suddenly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Good boy, I found two daughters-in-law so quickly, it's very good, this branch left by our ancestors happened to be withered, and now it must be supplemented." ”

Beauty loves heroes, Feng Hao is so good, in his opinion, there are only two confidants, which is a bit unreasonable...

In his opinion, too little!

However, at Feng Hao's age, he has a two or three-year-old daughter, which is indeed very good!

"In that case, you should go back first, and arrange the Xilanfeng family, and prepare to stay in the Imperial City at any time, I just happen to go back and arrange for you to accept the baptism of Emperor Yun, and give you two months at most, you must meet here, understand?"

I've been waiting for many years, and Feng Heng is not in a hurry to meet this time, so he follows Feng Hao's wishes.

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

Feng Hao saluted the old man with joy.

Then, the two of them went their separate ways, Feng Hao and Samsara quietly left the Lang Evil Ancient City and swept towards the Regret Jin Dynasty, while Feng Heng rushed back to the Feng family in the imperial city and began to arrange for Feng Hao's return later.

He believes that the return of this young man is not only the rise of the Feng family, but also the rise of his own vein, and it is time to regain its glory!

...

Inside the Forbidden Ground...

Everything depends, the deathly silence, the heavy aura spreads within, and can wipe out everything.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the heavenly dome above the flat-topped mountain at the core of the forbidden land of life was torn open with bare hands like paper, revealing a vast sea of stars.

A middle-aged man dressed in gray walked out of the starry sky step by step with a flat expression, hanging above the heavenly dome of the forbidden land of life, with a relaxed face, as if he was not affected at all.

"He is indeed the one who has the divine spirit of the divine master, and I have sensed the fluctuation of the divine spirit in his body!"

The middle-aged man said lightly to the air in front of him.

"Hmph, could I be wrong?"

A rough voice came from the ground, rolling like thunder, and there was a faint smug in it.

"He seems to be a descendant of the kid surnamed Feng back then..."

The middle-aged man ignored him and said to himself.

In fact, because he was worried, he didn't really leave until just now

"The boy surnamed Feng? Could it be the stubborn boy who knelt at the door of the temple for nine hundred and eighty-one days in order to seek the Tao?"

There was some surprise in his rough voice, and he exclaimed, "I didn't expect that the Divine Lord would leave him a favor back then..."

"None of this is important, the important thing is that he has a divine spirit and is the god lord of this life!"

The middle-aged man's face was grim and said cautiously.

"That's right!"

The rough voice didn't refute anything, but said, "I can't get out of trouble here, the outside affairs will be left to you, when necessary, take care of him, after so long, some guys' muscles and bones should be loosened again, hehe, it shouldn't be long before I can go out of this ghost place, I really miss the days of freedom!"

"It's time for me to get ready, too!"

The middle-aged man exhaled a long breath, glanced at the flat-topped mountain, and stretched out a hand, cut through the space, and broke through the air.

[I haven't closed my eyes for more than 30 hours, I coded words in the Internet café, and the shrimp was just to prove that I wasn't lazy!]