Chapter 643: The So-Called Truth [4]
But he couldn't wait that long, he had to find Lausanne's spirit as soon as possible, otherwise, she would only be completely annihilated by the passage of time day after day.
As a result, the original spirit can only inhabit other people's bodies.
However, this kind of anti-heaven method is extremely counterproductive.
In addition, his Yuan Shen was already damaged, and in this way, he was even more overwhelmed.
In the past three thousand years, he has wandered in the Six Realms, changed countless identities, and the primordial gods have become weaker and weaker, if he doesn't stop anymore, the primordial gods will be destroyed.
That's why he wanted to fulfill his only long-cherished wish for 3,000 years in the last limited time.
Now that his true identity has been exposed, he can't stay in Cangwu Country anymore.
He doesn't care about this, but for Feng Qianchen, a young man who has been close to him since he was a child, he also has feelings after all.
"If you are injured, it is better to go back to the palace first and let the imperial doctor diagnose and treat it, so as not to fall into the root of the disease in the future." He spoke.
Although Feng Qianchen is used to laughing and playing on weekdays, how can people who grew up in the deep palace not be able to distinguish the importance of things.
He knew there were some things he probably shouldn't ask, but he couldn't help but want to ask.
"Third brother, you and Weiyang ......"
"Han Xiao, send the Seventh Prince back to the palace." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Qianxi.
There are some things, now is not the time to let Feng Qianchen know.
Sometimes, the more a person knows, it's not a good thing.
When he had finished speaking, he turned and left.
"Third brother, where are you going?" Feng Qianchen hurriedly shouted to him: "The Xiangwang Mansion has been destroyed, you can go back to the palace with me, the imperial grandmother has been talking about you." ”
Feng Qianxi paused, did not look back, and his voice sounded a little cold: "In the future, I will no longer be your third brother, so I can cherish myself." ”
"No, in my heart, you will always be my third brother, no matter who you are or what your identity is, you will always be my third brother if you are my third brother one day!"
Feng Qianxi's body stiffened slightly, he didn't expect that Feng Qianchen would actually say such sensational words.
He smiled and said, "Qianchen, you have grown up, and you will have to rely on yourself to go in the future." ”
After finishing speaking, don't stop and move forward.
Ji Zhen hurriedly followed.
Feng Qianchen wanted to step forward, but he finally stopped.
He stood still, watching the two figures go farther and farther away one after the other, until he could no longer be seen.
He wanted to say something more, but he pouted, and after all, nothing came out.
He turned his head again to look in the direction where Yun Weiyang left, and at the end of the road, the familiar figure was long gone, leaving only ruins on the ground, only lonely.
He sighed, only to feel that the whole world suddenly became a lot empty for a moment, which made him a little hesitant.
At this time, Han Xiao walked over.
"Seventh Prince, my subordinates will send someone to escort you back to the palace."
He also had a color on his body, and there were wounds on his face and arms that were still bleeding, but fortunately, they were all skin injuries and were fine.
Thinking of Fang Cai's scene, even if he was experienced in a hundred battles, he couldn't help but feel palpitations.
If it weren't for his rich combat experience and extraordinary adaptability, I am afraid that at this time, it would not be as simple as suffering a few minor injuries.
Feng Qianchen didn't have the intention of staying any longer, he was very upset now, and he just wanted to go back and get drunk.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go back first."
Han Xiao nodded, assigned a few soldiers to escort Feng Qianchen back, and went to deal with the aftermath non-stop.