After driving for less than three minutes, the car had already arrived at the iron gate of the most central and luxurious villa on the island.

"Good evening, Miss." Guan Rongchao got out of the car and greeted the maid dressed beautiful woman standing behind the iron gate.

The maid, known as the eldest lady, bent down slightly and said, "Good evening, Mr. Guan." ”

The golf cart drove into the iron gate and stopped, and waited for the maid named Lady to take the passenger seat before the driver controlled the car and continued to move forward.

The ultra-luxury villa where Fengshen lives is more like an independent castle on the island, the distance between the iron gate and the building is three or four hundred meters, and the road is planted with all kinds of brightly colored flowers and plants, and the car can smell the fragrance when it travels.

"Just stop here." The eldest lady instructed the driver to drive the car to a garage-like place next to the villa, and she was the first to get out of the car: "Mr. Guan, please follow me." ”

"This, Chu Feng is seriously injured?" Guan Rongchao followed the eldest lady to the garage, he knew what kind of place it was, so he was a little surprised.

"Well, I almost didn't come back." The eldest lady pressed a button on the side of a door, and after a while, the garage roller shutter automatically rose, revealing a large space that could accommodate three cars.

The eldest lady took Mu Feng to a large cabinet where repair tools were placed, and first entered an eight-digit password on the keypad of one of the cabinets to enter the password. With a 'tick' of the password, the floor not far away automatically opened, and a staircase slanted down showed Guan Rongchao's eyes.

It's not the first time he's been here, but every time he sees this staircase, he feels the urge to turn around and run......

"Thank you, Miss." The eldest lady maid would only send him here, and the rest of the way was left to walk alone, taking a deep breath of air without the mixed smell of disinfectant and various medicines, Guan Rongchao walked towards the stairs.

The staircase is not long, only about five or six meters underground. In front of it is a passage about 200 meters long, which is not very bright, and the leather shoes of Guan Langchao fall on the steel floor and make a sound of 'clang~clan~clan~'.

"Make the tide, I'm in the fourth medical room, come here."

The small speaker next to the passage let out a deep male voice, Guan Rongchao replied respectfully, and walked towards the designated room. Blind to the clear glass that passes along the way. To be more precise, he has always liked neatness and elegance, and he does not want to look through the glass to see the zombies and minced meat, fragments, bone residues, and internal organs lying in the hospital beds and glassware in various rooms.

'Knock Knock'

"Come in."

Guan Rongchao gently pushed open the door and walked in: "Lord Fengshen, I'm here." ”

In the huge room, there was a large hospital bed, on which Chu Feng was wearing an oxygen mask and was lying on it covered with bandages and falling asleep. In fact, what Guan Rongchao wanted to do most now was no longer to ask for information about Chu Feng's Dragon King Town when he came, but to snatch his oxygen mask and bring it for himself.

Anemo sat on a couch not far away, his body shrouded in a pale green cloak, his head and face obscured by a homocolored hood and a light mask made of an ice beauty, and only his pupils and mouth were exposed to the air. From this heavy covering, it can only be seen that the body and bones of this mysterious wind god are extremely tall and strong.

Fengshen raised his black-gloved right hand and pointed to the sofa opposite, and said, "Sit down." ”

"Yes." Guan Rongchao tidied up his clothes and went to the wind god with a calmest state of mind.

Fengshen raised his head, looked at the wall clock on the wall, and said lightly: "Chu Feng's anesthetic will take more than ten minutes to pass, do you want us to talk about something else before he wakes up?" ”

"Yes, I wonder what kind of report you would like to hear?"

"No, no, no, we won't talk about the report today." Fengshen waved his hand, and his lips curled into an arc similar to a smile: "I heard that you failed to propose to Freehand again in the afternoon?" ”

Guan Rongchao was a little stunned, he didn't expect Lord Fengshen to talk about such a topic when the two met, but it was unprecedented. In the past, about this kind of thing that had nothing to do with the development of Polar Paradise, he could only talk occasionally when everyone had dinner and celebrated. What's going on today? Isn't the adult in a good mood?

He was not allowed to think too much, the wind god had already asked him, and he had to answer truthfully immediately: "Yes, failed." ”

"How many times has this been?"

"Eighteenth."

"What's the reason for this time?"

Guan Rongchao's head lowered slightly, and he said a little depressed: "Uh~~ The subordinates are incompetent, and their strength is not enough to satisfy Freehand and her uncle." ”

"That's not satisfying either, that's not good enough, huh! It's clear that the old fox is deliberately making things difficult for you. Freehand this kid too, listens to him for everything, and has no opinions of his own. Fengshen did not hide his emotions and expressed his dissatisfaction with that uncle.

Guan Rongchao was a little surprised again, Lord Fengshen was really a little abnormal today, he would actually say such a thing to himself directly, did he follow his words and express his attitude? The next moment, he immediately vetoed the idea, which can't be said nonsense, because Freehand's uncle Mo Mingzhi is the second person in Extreme Paradise, and Fengshen said that it was no problem, but he was not qualified to express his dissatisfaction with Mo Mingming.

"This is a real deficiency of my subordinates, I will continue to work hard, and I believe that one day Freehand will agree."

"Since he said you're not strong enough, I'll make you stronger, come on, accept the baptism of the wind." Fengshen slowly stood up and walked to the open area, his two-meter height and wide size made him look even more powerful.

Guan Rongchao was overjoyed, and slowly walked to the wind god and knelt down on one knee.

The words are like oracles: "The wind is everywhere and omnipotent, close your eyes and feel the gift of the wind." ”

With the words of the god of wind, a breeze rose in the airtight medical room, causing the cloak to flutter gently.

The chill made Guan Rongchao feel like a spring breeze, and after a few seconds, he could see from his lowered eyes that the wind god was really like a god, and his feet were suspended in mid-air off the ground. Bursts of turquoise fluorescence seemed to come from a split dimension, floating around his body. Under the guidance of the wind, he quickly came to himself, penetrating from his body into his skin, bones, and viscera.

Guan Rongchao knew that after this night, he would become even stronger.

Fengshen is very mysterious, no one knows his real name, and no one knows his origin. I only know that he is very powerful and smart, and he found Mo Zhizhi as a collaborator after the end of the world, and created the Paradise of Extreme, leading everyone to be invincible and invincible. First of all, take everyone, including yourself, to fight a way out of the zombie paradise in Buddha City, hell on earth. And used Mo Mingming's identity to loot all the military districts around Foshi and Yangshi, and obtained inexhaustible guns and ammunition. Then occupy the Fortune Peninsula and become the station of Paradise Paradise.

On top of that, there's now the ability to increase the abilities of the Adept. Everyone doesn't know why, maybe it's the wind god's ability that can improve the strength of the ability, maybe it's the result of the wind god's continuous research, maybe it's a way to improve the ability that the wind god got by chance, but no matter what, it's the wind god's secret alone, a secret that will never take the initiative to tell him.

The god of wind calls such an ascension: the gift of the wind!

Little Brother's new book "Little Devil Mocking the Saint" is a work of fantasy overhead continent, posted at the starting point, friends who like it can go and see it.

Please rest assured, the little devil is my manuscript, which is about 150,000 words, and now it is updated every day for 5,000 words, which will not affect the writing of the special medicine.

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