Chapter 120 (2/2)
The remaining masters approached Feng Yi. Feng Yi smiled and showed a kind smile. When those masters relaxed, he threw them into Linglong pagoda and became a sacrifice of Linglong pagoda.
Linglong pagoda is so powerful that it is impossible for Feng Qing to break through Linglong pagoda.
The exquisite pagoda shines brightly in the sky, and his body spans several kilometers. Feng Qing was suppressed so much that he couldn't stand up.
Gu Zhao was not affected by anything. His lovely little eyebrows wrinkled into a ball. He was quite helpless about Feng Qing's love of vomiting blood and bleeding.
”Uncle, why did you vomit blood again?”
While talking, Gu Zhao fed Feng Qing another healing pill.
Feng Qing's internal injury was slightly relieved and continued to fight with Linglong pagoda.
Linglong pagoda was suppressed, Feng Qing was injured and vomited blood, and the sweet baby Gu Zhao gave medicine. The three parties formed a stable situation of tripartite confrontation.
The stable situation cannot last long. This is the boundary of Fengxiang country. This is the world of his majesty, who is the master of the world.
The emperor brought Gu Lei, who was still seriously injured, to help, as well as the dense sun and moon level Royal dark guards and black bloodthirsty.
”Lord Feng Yi, what can I do for you?” Said the emperor respectfully.
”Just in time. I want someone.”
When Feng Yi raised his hand, several month level Royal dark guards became sacrifices to the exquisite pagoda.
More and more sacrifices are needed, and there are fewer and fewer Royal dark guards and black bloodthirsty soldiers at the level of sun and moon. His Majesty was distressed for a while and watched Feng Yi sacrifice his people.
The dark guard is gone. It will take another ten or twenty years to train.
The country is gone, the life is gone, but then there is really nothing.
With the great help of his majesty, after Gu Zhao fed the last healing medicine, Feng Qing was shocked by the exquisite pagoda, and his blood gas surged. Yuan Li rushed and bumped like a furious beast in his body, breaking open wounds on his body surface.
Gu Zhao was so frightened that he covered his small mouth, ”uncle.”
Feng Qing still had the strength to comfort Gu Zhao. ”Uncle is fine. Don't worry about baowazi.”
”I can't die, I can't die, I'm dead, who will take care of baowazi.”
Feng Qing told himself that he could not admit defeat. For the sake of Gu Zhao, he must not admit defeat.
Gu Guan is dead. My grandfather is better than nothing. Once he keeps up with Gu Guan, Gu Zhao, a greedy little boy, will starve to death in two days.
The exaggerated imagination gave Feng Qing unlimited courage to live, not for himself, but for a poor child who was clever and had no father and no mother.
Feng Qing fought hard, Yuan Li was like a column, and collided with the exquisite pagoda above.
Linglong pagoda shook, Feng Yi waved his hand and threw the remaining 20 dark guards into Linglong pagoda.
The exquisite pagoda is a masterpiece of light. The light carries amazing power. Flowers, plants and trees wither one after another. The emperor's majesty and Gu Lei's heart beat like thunder, and their heart nearly exploded.
This is just a little power of linglongbao overflow, and a more terrible power surges towards Feng Qing.
Feng Qing looked calm, pulled Gu Zhao with one hand and put Gu Zhao under his body.
”Uncle?”
”Don't be afraid. In addition to your uncle and your mother, many people will like baowa in the future.”
Feng Qing's seven orifices were bleeding, and Gu Zhao was blurred in his eyes.
”Baowazi only wants his mother and uncle.”
”Baowazi, my uncle likes obedient baowazi, and my uncle also likes bad baowazi.”
Feng Qing's Adam's apple rolled again and again, swallowing mouthful of blood.