Chapter 2
In the ring, Feng Zhengxiong, Xiao Qingqing and other Feng family members were extremely panicked.
Feng Wuchen's injury was very serious, the sword stabbed it, and it pierced the sea of qi, and the ground of the arena was dyed red.
"Elder, how is Chen'er's injury?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously.
"Take Wuchen back to heal immediately!" Feng Qianyang, the elder of the Feng family, said solemnly.
"No reason!" Hearing Feng Qianyang's words, Feng Zhengxiong was furious, and his murderous aura unreservedly burst out: "Mo Qianshan! If Chen'er can't survive today, I will never forgive you Mo family!"
"This matter has nothing to do with me. If Patriarch Feng really wants to deal with my Mo family, this old man will be waiting for you at any time." Patriarch Mo replied lightly and left without looking back.
Even if Feng Zhengxiong has broken through the ninth level of Yuanyuan Realm, the Mo family is not afraid at all.
"Patriarch Feng, I forgot to tell you that Ling'er is now a student of Tianyan Academy, let's not say Feng Wuchen stabbed the sword himself, even if Ling'er kills him, your Feng family can't do anything. Tianyan Academy plus my Huangfu family, if you want to deal with the Mo family, you have to weigh your own strength." The young man in the ring sneered proudly.
After laughing proudly for a moment, the young man said again: "Do you know what the sixth-rank martial spirit represents? I have never heard of a sixth-rank martial arts genius in Wushuang City before, let alone a woman, even in Tianyan Academy, Ling'er. Also outstanding."
Abandoning these words proudly, the young man also left.
"Tianyan Academy?" Feng Zhengxiong's expression suddenly changed, but he didn't think too much, and quickly left with the seriously injured Feng Wuchen.
In contrast, Feng Wuchen's life is more important.
"Has Mo Linger been recruited by Tianyan Academy? When did it happen?"
"As expected of the first genius of Peerless City, Mo Linger was recruited by Tianyan Academy!"
"Sixth rank Martial Spirit, such a powerful talent, it's no wonder that Tianyan Academy does not accept it! Mo Linger's future achievements are immeasurable!"
"Having such an amazing talent, if it were me, I would do the same. With such a powerful talent, there are indeed better choices. Feng Wuchen can't blame Mo Linger."
The audience was shocked, such a genius really made everyone in Peerless City envious.
Mo Linger's entry into Tianyan Academy means that her status is already higher, and Feng Wuchen is even less qualified to climb higher.
......
The Feng family hall was silent, and the faces of the high-level executives were full of worry and anxiety.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Qianyang appeared in the hall with a sadness and helplessness on his old face.
"Elder, how is Chen'er?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously, everyone's eyes turned to Feng Qianyang.
Feng Qianyang shook his head helplessly and said, "Wuchen's injury is too serious, his dantian has been damaged, and he has dropped to the second level of the body refining realm. With the strength of the old man's first-grade alchemy master, he can't save Wuchen."
"Elder, do you mean that Chen'er can't live?" Feng Zhengxiong asked in a panic, his eyes fixed on Feng Qianyang.
"Elder, think of a way! You must save Chen'er!" Xiao Qingqing collapsed when she heard this, tears pouring down like rain.
Feng Qianyang shook his head again and sighed: "Unless it is made by a third-grade alchemist, where can you find a third-grade alchemist in Wushuang City?"
Hearing this, Feng Zhengxiong sat down desperately. Feng Qianyang's words undoubtedly sentenced Feng Wuchen to death.
"Mo Linger!" The eldest son, Feng Yuan, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and said angrily, "I will never forgive you! If the third brother fails to survive, I will definitely ask you to be buried with me!"
"Elder, is there really no other way?" Xiao Qingqing cried and asked, even if it was a trace of hope, she was not willing to give up.
"The old man is really helpless, the dust-free time is running out, you can take a last look at him." Feng Qianyang shook his head again.
Grief and anger filled the hall.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen is still unconscious, his life breath is very weak, and he may die at any time.
However, it didn't take long for a magical scene to happen!
The unconscious Feng Wuchen, the sword wound at his dantian healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!
In the next second, Feng Wuchen opened his eyes in vain, his whole body seemed to be holding his breath in the water for several hours, he inhaled desperately, and seemed to have had a nightmare, his head was covered in cold sweat, and his face was pale with terror. .
"Then... what's that black strip?" Feng Wuchen wiped his sweat and said in fear, but before Feng Wuchen thought about it, his face suddenly froze: "I... What's wrong with my injury...?"
"what......"
Just when Feng Wuchen was stunned and surprised, his head suddenly seemed to be stabbed by a sharp sword, the pain was incomparable, his face was instantly hideous, and then a huge amount of information poured into Feng Wuchen's mind.
"This is..." Accepting the huge amount of information without any resistance, Feng Wuchen opened his mouth in shock, his eyes almost popped out, and he almost forgot the severe pain in his head.
"This is the memory of the Evil Dragon God! He is the ancient Dragon God clan! Legend has it that the dragon clan is omnipotent and powerful, how could the Evil Dragon God hide in me? Do you want to use my body to be reborn? This... Could it be that I'm still in a dream?" Feng Wuchen exclaimed, feeling that all this was incredible.
Feng Wuchen had never heard of the ancient Dragon God Clan, but these huge pieces of information suddenly appeared in his mind, which made Feng Wuchen feel like he was still in a dream.
In the memory of the Evil Dragon God, Feng Wuchen knew that the Evil Dragon God was the ancient dragon god clan, and the dragon god clan had two holy sons, Long Tianhun and Longtianzhan.
The two are the most dazzling peerless geniuses of the Dragon God Clan, but in order to compete for the Dragon Clan's supreme throne, the two holy sons eventually tore their faces and fought openly and secretly for many years.
In the end, on the day of the election for the throne of the Dragon Clan, Long Tianhun lost the election due to improper mentality, and his younger brother Long Tianzhan successfully became the next Dragon Clan Supreme.
In terms of talent and strength, Long Tianhun does not lose to Long Tianzhan. In a world where strength is respected, he believes that he can lead the Dragon God Clan to become stronger, and the Dragon Clan Supreme Throne should also fall into his hands, but unfortunately not.
Long Tianhun felt that it was his father's partiality. He was not reconciled. He was not reconciled that the supreme throne was in the hands of Long Tianzhan.
The Dragon Sky Soul was also renamed the Evil Dragon God!
In order to seize the supreme throne of the dragon clan, Long Tianhun recruited soldiers and horses aggressively.
The Dragon God Clan War broke out. Long Tianhun defeated Long Tianzhan with overwhelming force and seized the Dragon God Seal. He thought that the Dragon Clan's supreme throne was in his hands, but he was unexpectedly sealed by the six elders of the Dragon God Clan.
"This... this can't be true, right? This Evil Dragon God is too terrifying! No, the six elders are even more terrifying!" Looking through the Evil Dragon God's memory, Feng Wuchen was trembling with fear. , I was sweating profusely, and I kept exhaling.
"Third young master! You...are you awake?" Just when Feng Wuchen was trembling in fear, the door was suddenly opened, and a beautiful maid rushed in.
The maid was also alarmed when she heard the screams that came from the room before. When she rushed in and saw Feng Wuchen woke up, she was stunned.
"Just woke up." The maid who rushed in woke Feng Wuchen, then nodded to the maid, pretending to be nothing.
"Patriarch! Madam! Elder! The third young master is awake!" After being stunned for a moment, the incredible maid suddenly raised her voice and rushed out to shout at superhuman speed.
The high-decibel shouts seemed to shake the ground, but everyone in the Feng family who could hear them stiffened at the moment.
Feng Qianyang just broke the news that Feng Wuchen could not save him, how could he suddenly wake up again? Could it be that the maid was infatuated with Feng Wuchen and had hallucinations?
"Awake?" In the hall, Feng Zhengxiong looked at each other in disbelief.
"This..." Feng Qianyang was so frightened that the teacup in his hand shattered.
Feng Qianyang is a first-grade alchemist, not to mention that he is Hua Tuo alive, but he is definitely more authoritative than anyone else when it comes to the injuries and illnesses of the human body!
With such an authoritative figure, would you be wrong?
Of course, Feng Qianyang also hoped that he was wrong, at least Feng Wuchen could not die!
"Patriarch! Madam! Elder! The third young master is awake!" The maid who rushed into the hall panted, and the delicate alchemy was ecstatic.
Xiao Qingqing hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the maid's hand tightly, and asked with anticipation, "Xiao Lan, what are you saying is true? Chen'er is really awake?"
"Madam, it's true, the third young master is in the room!" Xiaolan replied with a nod as if pecking at the rice.
"Go and have a look!" Feng Zhengxiong rushed out in a hurry.
Feng Wuchen is digesting the memories of the Evil Dragon God in the room at the moment, and all the memories of the Evil Dragon God have been integrated with his body, which means that as long as the Evil Dragon God has everything, it is now owned by Feng Wuchen.
"Chen'er! Chen'er!"
Feng Zhengxiong, Xiao Qingqing and others were surprised by shouts from outside the door, interrupting Feng Wuchen again.
Everyone rushed into the room to see that Feng Wuchen really woke up! Back from the dead! This is nothing short of a miracle! Amazing!
"Chen'er! It's great!" Xiao Qingqing cried with joy, tears falling like rain, and hugged Feng Wuchen.
Xiao Qingqing did not find Feng Wuchen's healing wound, but Feng Zhengxiong and the others did.
Feng Wuchen's resurrection from the dead really surprised them, but at this moment, they were overwhelmed by shock.
Such a serious injury, I was almost out of breath before, how did it heal in a blink of an eye?
Feng Qianyang seemed to have seen a ghost, his old eyes almost stared out, and he exclaimed, "The wound has actually healed!"
"Chen'er, what's the matter with your injury?" Feng Zhengxiong resisted the shock and asked, feeling very strange.
It was only at this time that Xiao Qingqing discovered that Feng Wuchen's wound had healed, and she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Chen'er, what the hell is going on?"
"I don't know either. I recovered after I woke up. I'm also surprised." Feng Wuchen replied casually. He must not divulge the matter of the Evil Dragon God.
Feng Qianyang hurriedly checked Feng Wuchen's situation, but he couldn't see why, but recovery was an ironclad matter, which made Feng Qianyang even more puzzled.
No one knows what happened to Feng Wuchen's body, including Feng Wuchen himself.
"The memory of the Evil Dragon God, everything he owns belongs to me, this is a blessing in disguise! With such a terrifying powerhouse, who else in this world can rival me? Mo Linger, you betrayed me, insulted me, I I don't blame you, I have to thank you!" The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Feng Wuchen felt a burst of joy in his heart.
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Feng Wuchen's injury was very serious, the sword stabbed it, and it pierced the sea of qi, and the ground of the arena was dyed red.
"Elder, how is Chen'er's injury?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously.
"Take Wuchen back to heal immediately!" Feng Qianyang, the elder of the Feng family, said solemnly.
"No reason!" Hearing Feng Qianyang's words, Feng Zhengxiong was furious, and his murderous aura unreservedly burst out: "Mo Qianshan! If Chen'er can't survive today, I will never forgive you Mo family!"
"This matter has nothing to do with me. If Patriarch Feng really wants to deal with my Mo family, this old man will be waiting for you at any time." Patriarch Mo replied lightly and left without looking back.
Even if Feng Zhengxiong has broken through the ninth level of Yuanyuan Realm, the Mo family is not afraid at all.
"Patriarch Feng, I forgot to tell you that Ling'er is now a student of Tianyan Academy, let's not say Feng Wuchen stabbed the sword himself, even if Ling'er kills him, your Feng family can't do anything. Tianyan Academy plus my Huangfu family, if you want to deal with the Mo family, you have to weigh your own strength." The young man in the ring sneered proudly.
After laughing proudly for a moment, the young man said again: "Do you know what the sixth-rank martial spirit represents? I have never heard of a sixth-rank martial arts genius in Wushuang City before, let alone a woman, even in Tianyan Academy, Ling'er. Also outstanding."
Abandoning these words proudly, the young man also left.
"Tianyan Academy?" Feng Zhengxiong's expression suddenly changed, but he didn't think too much, and quickly left with the seriously injured Feng Wuchen.
In contrast, Feng Wuchen's life is more important.
"Has Mo Linger been recruited by Tianyan Academy? When did it happen?"
"As expected of the first genius of Peerless City, Mo Linger was recruited by Tianyan Academy!"
"Sixth rank Martial Spirit, such a powerful talent, it's no wonder that Tianyan Academy does not accept it! Mo Linger's future achievements are immeasurable!"
"Having such an amazing talent, if it were me, I would do the same. With such a powerful talent, there are indeed better choices. Feng Wuchen can't blame Mo Linger."
The audience was shocked, such a genius really made everyone in Peerless City envious.
Mo Linger's entry into Tianyan Academy means that her status is already higher, and Feng Wuchen is even less qualified to climb higher.
......
The Feng family hall was silent, and the faces of the high-level executives were full of worry and anxiety.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Qianyang appeared in the hall with a sadness and helplessness on his old face.
"Elder, how is Chen'er?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously, everyone's eyes turned to Feng Qianyang.
Feng Qianyang shook his head helplessly and said, "Wuchen's injury is too serious, his dantian has been damaged, and he has dropped to the second level of the body refining realm. With the strength of the old man's first-grade alchemy master, he can't save Wuchen."
"Elder, do you mean that Chen'er can't live?" Feng Zhengxiong asked in a panic, his eyes fixed on Feng Qianyang.
"Elder, think of a way! You must save Chen'er!" Xiao Qingqing collapsed when she heard this, tears pouring down like rain.
Feng Qianyang shook his head again and sighed: "Unless it is made by a third-grade alchemist, where can you find a third-grade alchemist in Wushuang City?"
Hearing this, Feng Zhengxiong sat down desperately. Feng Qianyang's words undoubtedly sentenced Feng Wuchen to death.
"Mo Linger!" The eldest son, Feng Yuan, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and said angrily, "I will never forgive you! If the third brother fails to survive, I will definitely ask you to be buried with me!"
"Elder, is there really no other way?" Xiao Qingqing cried and asked, even if it was a trace of hope, she was not willing to give up.
"The old man is really helpless, the dust-free time is running out, you can take a last look at him." Feng Qianyang shook his head again.
Grief and anger filled the hall.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen is still unconscious, his life breath is very weak, and he may die at any time.
However, it didn't take long for a magical scene to happen!
The unconscious Feng Wuchen, the sword wound at his dantian healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!
In the next second, Feng Wuchen opened his eyes in vain, his whole body seemed to be holding his breath in the water for several hours, he inhaled desperately, and seemed to have had a nightmare, his head was covered in cold sweat, and his face was pale with terror. .
"Then... what's that black strip?" Feng Wuchen wiped his sweat and said in fear, but before Feng Wuchen thought about it, his face suddenly froze: "I... What's wrong with my injury...?"
"what......"
Just when Feng Wuchen was stunned and surprised, his head suddenly seemed to be stabbed by a sharp sword, the pain was incomparable, his face was instantly hideous, and then a huge amount of information poured into Feng Wuchen's mind.
"This is..." Accepting the huge amount of information without any resistance, Feng Wuchen opened his mouth in shock, his eyes almost popped out, and he almost forgot the severe pain in his head.
"This is the memory of the Evil Dragon God! He is the ancient Dragon God clan! Legend has it that the dragon clan is omnipotent and powerful, how could the Evil Dragon God hide in me? Do you want to use my body to be reborn? This... Could it be that I'm still in a dream?" Feng Wuchen exclaimed, feeling that all this was incredible.
Feng Wuchen had never heard of the ancient Dragon God Clan, but these huge pieces of information suddenly appeared in his mind, which made Feng Wuchen feel like he was still in a dream.
In the memory of the Evil Dragon God, Feng Wuchen knew that the Evil Dragon God was the ancient dragon god clan, and the dragon god clan had two holy sons, Long Tianhun and Longtianzhan.
The two are the most dazzling peerless geniuses of the Dragon God Clan, but in order to compete for the Dragon Clan's supreme throne, the two holy sons eventually tore their faces and fought openly and secretly for many years.
In the end, on the day of the election for the throne of the Dragon Clan, Long Tianhun lost the election due to improper mentality, and his younger brother Long Tianzhan successfully became the next Dragon Clan Supreme.
In terms of talent and strength, Long Tianhun does not lose to Long Tianzhan. In a world where strength is respected, he believes that he can lead the Dragon God Clan to become stronger, and the Dragon Clan Supreme Throne should also fall into his hands, but unfortunately not.
Long Tianhun felt that it was his father's partiality. He was not reconciled. He was not reconciled that the supreme throne was in the hands of Long Tianzhan.
The Dragon Sky Soul was also renamed the Evil Dragon God!
In order to seize the supreme throne of the dragon clan, Long Tianhun recruited soldiers and horses aggressively.
The Dragon God Clan War broke out. Long Tianhun defeated Long Tianzhan with overwhelming force and seized the Dragon God Seal. He thought that the Dragon Clan's supreme throne was in his hands, but he was unexpectedly sealed by the six elders of the Dragon God Clan.
"This... this can't be true, right? This Evil Dragon God is too terrifying! No, the six elders are even more terrifying!" Looking through the Evil Dragon God's memory, Feng Wuchen was trembling with fear. , I was sweating profusely, and I kept exhaling.
"Third young master! You...are you awake?" Just when Feng Wuchen was trembling in fear, the door was suddenly opened, and a beautiful maid rushed in.
The maid was also alarmed when she heard the screams that came from the room before. When she rushed in and saw Feng Wuchen woke up, she was stunned.
"Just woke up." The maid who rushed in woke Feng Wuchen, then nodded to the maid, pretending to be nothing.
"Patriarch! Madam! Elder! The third young master is awake!" After being stunned for a moment, the incredible maid suddenly raised her voice and rushed out to shout at superhuman speed.
The high-decibel shouts seemed to shake the ground, but everyone in the Feng family who could hear them stiffened at the moment.
Feng Qianyang just broke the news that Feng Wuchen could not save him, how could he suddenly wake up again? Could it be that the maid was infatuated with Feng Wuchen and had hallucinations?
"Awake?" In the hall, Feng Zhengxiong looked at each other in disbelief.
"This..." Feng Qianyang was so frightened that the teacup in his hand shattered.
Feng Qianyang is a first-grade alchemist, not to mention that he is Hua Tuo alive, but he is definitely more authoritative than anyone else when it comes to the injuries and illnesses of the human body!
With such an authoritative figure, would you be wrong?
Of course, Feng Qianyang also hoped that he was wrong, at least Feng Wuchen could not die!
"Patriarch! Madam! Elder! The third young master is awake!" The maid who rushed into the hall panted, and the delicate alchemy was ecstatic.
Xiao Qingqing hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the maid's hand tightly, and asked with anticipation, "Xiao Lan, what are you saying is true? Chen'er is really awake?"
"Madam, it's true, the third young master is in the room!" Xiaolan replied with a nod as if pecking at the rice.
"Go and have a look!" Feng Zhengxiong rushed out in a hurry.
Feng Wuchen is digesting the memories of the Evil Dragon God in the room at the moment, and all the memories of the Evil Dragon God have been integrated with his body, which means that as long as the Evil Dragon God has everything, it is now owned by Feng Wuchen.
"Chen'er! Chen'er!"
Feng Zhengxiong, Xiao Qingqing and others were surprised by shouts from outside the door, interrupting Feng Wuchen again.
Everyone rushed into the room to see that Feng Wuchen really woke up! Back from the dead! This is nothing short of a miracle! Amazing!
"Chen'er! It's great!" Xiao Qingqing cried with joy, tears falling like rain, and hugged Feng Wuchen.
Xiao Qingqing did not find Feng Wuchen's healing wound, but Feng Zhengxiong and the others did.
Feng Wuchen's resurrection from the dead really surprised them, but at this moment, they were overwhelmed by shock.
Such a serious injury, I was almost out of breath before, how did it heal in a blink of an eye?
Feng Qianyang seemed to have seen a ghost, his old eyes almost stared out, and he exclaimed, "The wound has actually healed!"
"Chen'er, what's the matter with your injury?" Feng Zhengxiong resisted the shock and asked, feeling very strange.
It was only at this time that Xiao Qingqing discovered that Feng Wuchen's wound had healed, and she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Chen'er, what the hell is going on?"
"I don't know either. I recovered after I woke up. I'm also surprised." Feng Wuchen replied casually. He must not divulge the matter of the Evil Dragon God.
Feng Qianyang hurriedly checked Feng Wuchen's situation, but he couldn't see why, but recovery was an ironclad matter, which made Feng Qianyang even more puzzled.
No one knows what happened to Feng Wuchen's body, including Feng Wuchen himself.
"The memory of the Evil Dragon God, everything he owns belongs to me, this is a blessing in disguise! With such a terrifying powerhouse, who else in this world can rival me? Mo Linger, you betrayed me, insulted me, I I don't blame you, I have to thank you!" The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Feng Wuchen felt a burst of joy in his heart.
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