"Xiao Feng?" The person on the phone was obviously surprised by Luo Feng's voice for a long time.
Far away from the secular disputes in martial arts in East Africa, Leng Qianlong obviously didn't know that her junior brother, who was crying all day long, was still alive.
Leng Qianlong's voice on the phone was trembling.
"You...are you really Xiaofeng? Aren't you dead?"
At this time, it was Luo Feng's turn to be confused.
"Which bastard is spreading rumors that I'm dead?"
How could Luo Feng know that in the extremely cold storm area, Leng Qianlong was so grief-stricken that day that he let out a soul roar when facing Ji Ziming who had stepped into the mysterious realm.
After that, Leng Qianlong fell asleep for a few days and sadly left the Northern Territory.
The reason why she has been so distracted these past few months is because of Luo Feng.
Luo Feng recounted all his experiences of how he survived and was promoted to the middle stage of the Immortal Realm as a blessing in disguise, and now has reached the peak of the Immortal Realm.
Although Leng Qianlong wanted to appear calm on the phone, he couldn't hide his desire to see Luo Feng and confirm with his own eyes that Luo Feng was alive.
After agreeing that Luo Feng would come to pick him up in person when he arrived in East Africa, he reluctantly hung up the phone.
"Didn't you tell your third senior sister about your life?" the old madman said, "You see she is anxious."
Luo Feng was also a little unjust. Recently, all kinds of things have been crowded together, and he is really overwhelmed.
"You brat, you're not young anymore. Please be more considerate in your work. That's all. You go take a shower and have a good rest. We'll set off at one o'clock in the morning."
Luo Feng nodded and stood up and walked out of the hall.
"Brother Luo, wait for me. I'll rub your back for you, in front of the saddle and behind the horse," Long Yunchen followed him.
"Dad," Long Yanxi looked at Luo Feng's back, obviously wanting to follow him.
"Go ahead, haven't you always admired the swordsmanship of the three geniuses of the Ji family? Now the real person is in front of you," Long Yunfei said with a smile.
Long Yanxi's face turned red, she flipped up her short hair in embarrassment, revealing her red ears, and then she followed him angrily.
"Brother Luo, no, I should call you Brother Ji Wudao. You deceived me so hard. It turns out that the idol is by my side."
"You are really amazing. Your deeds in the Northern Territory shocked the new era. Now you are even more famous. You are simply a role model for us losers to counterattack. Can you let me be your little brother? I will be able to go out in the future. Can I brag?"
"You should call me Luo Feng," Luo Feng felt his ears hurt from the noise.
"Luo Feng, no, Ji Wudao," Long Yanxi walked over quickly.
"What are you doing?" Luo Feng stopped, looked Long Yanxi up and down, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you going to compete with me?"
"No, no, how could I be your opponent? I..." Long Yanxi was a Jiuyouqi warrior from Yiyoudong, but she knew very well that she could never be Luo Feng's opponent.
"Then what are you..."
"I want to apologize to you for what happened before, and... thank you for saving my dad."
"That's it, don't worry, I don't take it to heart," Luo Feng waved his hand, looking indifferent.
"Luo Feng, wait," Long Yanxi tightened her fists and mustered up the courage to step forward and stop Luo Feng.
"What are you doing again, eldest sister? I've been tired for several days and I haven't even closed my eyes. I just want to take a bath."
"Well...can you teach me swordsmanship in the future?"
"Okay, no problem, can I leave now?"
"Oh, okay, I'm sorry, please do it," Long Yanxi was not as domineering as before when she faced Luo Feng, so she gave way in shame.
"Sister, what's your expression?" Seeing Luo Feng walking away, Long Yunchen approached Long Yanxi and carefully looked at this little expression that he had never seen before, and said with a bad smile, "You won't fall in love with me, Brother Luo, will you?" .”
"But that's right. I, Brother Luo, must be strong and capable, good-looking, good-looking, and temperamental. He is simply the most perfect man in the world. What woman wouldn't fall in love with him when he sees it? But sister, I don’t think you’re worthy. Of course, if you change your personality, I think you still have a chance to compete.”
"Want to die?" Long Yanxi narrowed her beautiful eyes, filled with murderous intent.
Long Yunchen was so excited that he just put it down and ran away.
In the bathroom, Luo Feng was cleaning the coagulated blood clots on his body, and his injuries were almost healed.
In the foggy space, Luo Feng looked at his more explosive body in the mirror and felt a strange feeling.
Looking back on what he had gained these days, Luo Feng was still surprised at the speed of progress.
The Emperor's bloodline has now become more proficient in the rhythm of war, and has actually reached the level of Siyoudong.
This further proves how abnormal and terrifying the growth span of the Emperor's bloodline is.
As the Ji family's bloodline reached the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm with him, Luo Feng was 100% sure that he could still fight against the Sanyoudong Qi warriors even without relying on the transparent sword intention, which had only a 20% chance of triggering.
"Come on, strive to enter the Nine Nether Realm as soon as possible and master the colorless phase as the Fifth Senior Sister said."
At present, he only needs to upgrade his rune spells to seven levels to achieve the goal of cultivating the colorless phase.
Luo Feng had just reached the sixth level of rune warlock a month ago, and there was still a gap between him and the seventh level.
After all, in the entire world, seventh-grade rune warlocks are already rare.
But not everyone is Li Qingshan, who has a mysterious destiny and is born to be a rune warlock.
At this moment, Luo Feng felt a little envious of Li Qingshan.
It seems that without much effort, you can easily achieve results that most people cannot achieve in their lifetime.
After taking a shower, I changed into clean clothes.
Luo Feng was surprised to find that the clothes he wore before seemed a little inappropriate.
Not only did it feel a little tight, but it was also a little short.
"It's strange. Did my body undergo such a big change after I mastered the rhythm of war?"
Luo Feng looked at himself in front of the mirror and felt that he had indeed grown a little taller, almost reaching 1.95 meters.
You know, when he first went down the mountain, Luo Feng was still a skinny mountain boy. Who knew that he would change so much in this blink of an eye.
In front of the mirror, Luo Feng shaved off his stubble and transformed into a handsome young man again, much younger.
With the improvement of his twin bloodline and cultivation, Luo Feng's temperament is also undergoing earth-shaking changes.
Now he can hardly hide his aristocratic British temperament when he raises his hands and feet, and his imperial wildness is becoming more and more obvious in the depths of his eyes, making people dare not look directly at him.
Luo Feng finished packing and set an alarm clock. There were still more than four hours before departure.
Today I stopped sitting cross-legged and meditated. Instead, I fell on the bed and fell asleep.
The moon was on the branches, and as the alarm clock rang for more than four hours, Luo Feng opened his eyes tiredly.
After getting dressed, Luo Feng closed the door and left.
He knew that if he left Nandi City this time, he would probably never come back.
When we arrived at the assembly site, there were already several helicopters turning around.
As Luo Feng came, Long Yunchen's eyes lit up. Seeing the shaved Luo Feng, he said with envy, "Brother Luo, you are so handsome. It is said that the more pure the blood of the descendants of the Ji family, the more handsome they will be." They all look like top-notch works of art carefully crafted by master craftsmen from around the world. When I saw them today, they were indeed not lying."
"Okay, stop being such a jerk," Luo Feng was basically immune to Long Yunchen's words. He patted Long Yunchen's shoulder with his slender fingers and quickly came to the old madman's side.
"Master, can you leave now?"
"Well, that's all. Time is running out, let's go."
"Amber," Luo Feng looked around and found the little empress in the crowd of Chinese forces looking directly at him, wanting to follow him, but he was afraid that he would drag Luo Feng back.
Amber was stunned for a moment and stopped talking.
She thought Luo Feng had abandoned her again just like he did in China.
All I saw was Luo Feng waving, "What are you doing in a daze? Let's set off."
Amber's beautiful eyes lit up, her tall figure flew up, she quickly rushed towards Luo Feng and took Luo Feng's hand.
The 1.8 meter little empress flashed her beautiful amber eyes, and like a clingy little cat, she put her delicate and noble face on Luo Feng's shoulder, smiling with satisfaction.
"Dad, I want to go too," Long Yunchen said, "I'm familiar with that place."
"Why are you going there with your strength? Aren't you afraid of death?" Long Yunfei said calmly.
"Dad, I am a person. Although I don't have great ambitions, I still want to have a go with Brother Luo."
"Dad, I must go on this trip," Long Yanxi said with firm eyes.
"This family can't give you any warmth, right?" Although Long Yunfei was happy for his children to go out and explore, as a father, he would also be worried about his safety.
The old madman said leisurely, "Yunfei, let them go together. You can't protect them for a lifetime. If you want them to have a place in the future, they still have to go through some ups and downs."
"Okay," Long Yunfei looked at his wife, "Do you agree?"
Long Yunchen's mother was a little reluctant to give up, but she was well aware of the cruelty of the martial arts world.
If you protect your children now, you will be cruel to them in the future.
Seeing that his parents agreed, Long Yunchen danced excitedly and jumped into a helicopter with Wolf Cub.
"Let's go, Dad, Mom," everyone in the Long family waved goodbye reluctantly.
With a roar, several helicopters slowly rose into the sky and disappeared into the night.
