Now it doesn't take too much time to heal the wounds of the Wind and the Cloud every day, and sometimes it only takes Ah Go's Dragon True Qi to infuse into the body of the Wind and the Cloud, and the True Qi will automatically repair the lost vitality of the Wind and the Cloud, and it is rare for Brother to walk out of the gate of the Dream City with the Wind Whisper today, and enjoy the scenery of the Free City-State.

Merry Cloud personally came to the door and divorced Kasai's father Kadeer, the two children should choose their own love, Merry Cloud will not interfere in any way, and I also hope that Kasai can choose the person he likes.

The military chief of the Free City-State, Khadr, was not angry, but made a request.

Asking Wind Whisper and Argo to the door to withdraw from the marriage in person, the time was only three days later, because by that time Kasai had also returned from the Nordir Academy.

Ah Ge and Feng whispered on two high-quality war horses, behind them were two hundred Feng family guards, led by Feng Eleven, and a snow-white banner fluttering in the wind.

The Dream City is worthy of being known as the most prosperous city in the Styland Continent, out of the gate of the Dream City, Argo and the wind whispered and rode for three hours before he came to a valley that is rare in human relationships, this is the destination of the two of them today, Ethereal Valley.

The valley reverberates with the echo of horses' hooves trampling, and it truly deserves the reputation of the Ethereal Valley.

"Come down and drink some water" Feng whispered and turned over and dismounted, took out the kettle on the horse's back, and sipped the water in the kettle one by one. Today, because I was going to ride a horse, I was wearing a samurai uniform, not my usual long skirt, and I still had the royal blue short sword around my waist.

The sword is the standard configuration of the nobles, the sword of the king, almost every nobleman has learned swordsmanship, the difference is that there is no corresponding exercise to cooperate, which is also the distinguishing point of the nobles who do not enter the nobles.

Ago's posture of drinking water was not so shy, and like the soldiers behind him, he raised the kettle and poured it into his mouth fiercely, swallowing it in a big gulp, and his Adam's apple made a "coo-dong" sound.

Naturally, Ah Ge and Feng Whispering didn't come out to play, the purpose of coming to Ethereal Valley was to find the elder of the Feng family, the third grandfather of the Wind Whispering Feng Qian.

Feng Qian is one hundred and thirty years old, Ling Feng Jue, who has cultivated the Feng family all his life, is a famous master of the free city-state, since Feng Liuyun succeeded to the position of the head of the Feng family, Feng Qian has been living in seclusion here, concentrating on martial arts, and striving to go to the next level in his lifetime.

The strength of the three major families of the Free Heaven is naturally not only what it seems, how profound the first-class nobles are, the Feng family will not have less than thirty elders who live in seclusion, these people and the guests of the Feng family are the foundation of the Feng family's survival, not when life and death are at stake, these people will never appear, and they will only be bent on breaking through the heavens and moving towards the new world of martial arts.

The third grandfather of the whispering wind did not go far because of the strange illness of the wind in recent years, so he traveled to the continent of Styland, seeking an opportunity to break through, and lived in seclusion in a low valley not far from the free city-state, the base camp of the guardian Feng family.

"The third grandfather's temper is a little weird, don't talk nonsense when you go in" Feng Qingyu knew Ah Ge's character, although his father had already sent the news in advance, and Feng Qian knew the intention of the two of them, but Feng Qingyu still couldn't help but admonish.

Ah Ge smiled dumbly, "Weird?" This is Feng Qingyu's evaluation of the elders, which is enough to see that this elder of the Feng family is not an ordinary person.

The guards of the Feng family were camped outside the valley and waited, and the two went to a bamboo garden in the valley alone, saying that it was a bamboo garden, but it was actually different from the architectural style of the aristocratic mansion, the entire roof was made of thatch, but the area was more like a courtyard.

With the perception of the eighth-order martial artist of Feng Qian, when the two of them came to the outside of the valley, Feng Qian probably already knew about it.

"Is the whispering granddaughter here?" come on in and bring something delicious to grandpa," a delightful voice came from inside.

It stands to reason that Feng Qian, a one hundred and thirty-year-old man, a half-step peerless martial artist, how could he be greedy for appetite, and he could live without eating or drinking for several months, this old man really has a strange temper.

"Third grandfather, Whispering brought you your favorite roast chicken" Feng Whispering took out the burden behind him, took out two roast chickens and walked into the bamboo house, and Ah Ge followed.

The outside of the bamboo house looked dilapidated, but the furniture inside was readily available, and Argo saw a raunchy old man, very thin, with messy hair and beard, but with a shrewd look in his eyes.

The old man didn't look at him, so he beckoned Feng Whisper to sit down, couldn't wait to take out a pot of wine, and feasted on the roast chicken, without the slightest idea of beckoning himself to eat something with Feng Whisper.

At this time, looking at the sweetness of Feng Qian's food, the taste buds in Ah Go's mouth also secreted a lot of liquid, and Ah Ge only drank water for three hours on the road to the Ethereal Valley, and he knew that there was a delicious roast chicken in Feng Qingyu's backpack, and Ah Ge would definitely deduct one.

"Do you want to eat it?" Feng Qian asked as he wiped out the chicken thighs as he turned to Argo, the chicken thighs were the only bit of meat left from the first chicken.

"Then thank you so much, Third Grandpa," Ah Ge looked at the other roast chicken.

"Think beautifully, this is the roast chicken that my good granddaughter bought for me" Feng Qian quickly took away the other roast chicken.

"If you want to eat, buy it yourself" Feng Qian looked at Feng Whispering with doting on his face, and looked at Ah Ge with disgust on his face.

Ah Ge sneered, rubbing his hands awkwardly, after all, he was asking for help, and he couldn't do anything unharmonious for a roast chicken and Feng Qian.

"Third grandfather, you eat slowly, if you hadn't ordered me to only bring you two roast chickens every time I came, I would have wanted to build you a roast chicken shop here" Feng whispered to Feng Qian, while motioning to Ah Ge, he went back and made delicious roast chicken for Ah Ge himself.

Feng Qian didn't care about the small movements of the two.

"Eating two roast chickens is to satisfy cravings, if there are more, people will be addicted, thus losing their fighting spirit and losing the core belief of a martial artist"

Hearing the words of Feng Qian, Agoton admired for time, and those who can have great perseverance to overcome their inner desires are worthy of respect.

"The third grandfather is right," Feng whispered and understood Feng Qian's statement.

Just by talking, Feng Qian had already solved the two roast chickens.

"Listen to that kid Liuyun say that you should learn the 'Ling Feng Sword Technique'."

Merry Cloud called himself an old man in front of Ago, but he didn't expect to become "that kid" here in Fengqian, and Ago secretly laughed in his heart.

"Yes, Third Grandpa" Ah Ge didn't know if Feng Liuyun had talked to Feng Qian about his relationship with Feng Whisper, so he called "Third Grandpa" to test it, and sure enough, Feng Qian heard Ah Ge call himself "Third Grandpa" instead of "Feng Senior" or something else, and there was no reaction, and Ah Ge understood.

"How is Ling Feng Jue studying?" Feng Qian asked.

These days the wind whispering has passed on the ancestral Ling Feng decision to Ah Go, who has already mastered it, and what is missing is only the accumulation of time.

"It's already small," Argo replied unhurriedly.

"The talent is still passable, you can learn Ling Feng's sword technique" Feng Qian felt that this kid's gaze was a little confident and annoying, so he was ready to strike.

Ling Feng Jue is a relatively advanced exercise, even if there is a wind whispering teaching, Ah Ge is already a rare existence to learn in such a short time, in Feng Qian's eyes, he can just see it, Ah Ge pouted, knowing the calculation in this old man's heart.