webnovelfull Chapter 445 Frontline Headquarters City
Chapter 445 Frontline Headquarters City
"Hey, Qingcheng? The Great Elder went to look for you? Didn't you meet?"
At this time, Cang Mingchen suddenly asked.
Feng Qingcheng, who was originally full of joy at being together with everyone, suddenly fell silent, with a hint of sadness in her beautiful eyes.
"What's wrong? Qingcheng?" Cang Xuanye was careful and noticed something was wrong.
"Little Junior Sister, didn't you meet him?"
"That shouldn't be the case. The Great Elder has sent a message back saying that he has met you."
"Speaking of which, the Great Elder should be with you, right?"
Several senior brothers looked at Feng Qingcheng, waiting for her answer.
After a long while, Feng Qingcheng finally answered, her words filled with sorrow: "The Great Elder was killed by the ancient ancestor of the alien spirits in order to save us."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent, especially Niu Heng, whose thigh flesh, which he always kept in his hands, also slid down, his eyes separated, and he stared blankly ahead.
After a while, Niu Heng finally started to howl and scream.
Zuo Yu, the eldest senior brother and the others were all in tears. They had been in Shengyuan College for a long time, and the great elder had been caring for them like a relative.
"Junior Sister, tell me this isn't true!"
The eldest senior brother shook Feng Qingcheng's shoulders, unable to believe it.
"This is real."
Feng Qingcheng sighed, her face full of self-blame: "It's all my fault that I'm not strong enough, otherwise the Great Elder wouldn't have died."
She was really sad, feeling regretful because of her lack of strength.
"Qingcheng! This is not your fault." Cang Xuanye stepped forward, took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of Feng Qingcheng's eyes.
"You don't need to comfort me. I will never forget watching the Great Elder die in front of me."
Feng Qingcheng cried, and it was the first time she cried so sadly.
“Junior sister, it’s not your fault. I just hate that this ancient alien spirit is too strong.” Zuo Yu consoled her.
Cang Xuanye said with murderous intent: "The Great Elder has done me a favor, I must avenge him!"
"In the near future, I will kill him with my own hands." Feng Qingcheng was also full of murderous intent.
The matter of the Great Elder made everyone feel depressed, and in the end, they were all drunk.
The time they spend together is short. Now that the Eastern Wilds is facing the invasion of a large army of alien spirits, no one can remain immune.
The next day, Feng Qingcheng brought the cultivators of the Southern Alliance and followed the Seventh Bridge Master to the front-line headquarters to rest and wait for arrangements.
As Feng Qingcheng's deeds spread, her name became famous again throughout the Eastern Wilderness. Countless people were amazed, saying that there was almost no one in the world who could compare to her in terms of talent.
Even if they looked down on the cultivators from Southern Border, they had to believe this obvious fact. Therefore, when the cultivators from the Southern Alliance appeared in the frontline headquarters city, countless people gathered to watch.
"Is this the Southern Alliance that fought against the alien spirits some time ago? Tsk tsk, I didn't realize how powerful they are?" someone asked in surprise.
"Hey, who knows what methods they used. Maybe they killed some alien spirits and exaggerated it."
"Not entirely true. People from Mingyue Pavilion have confirmed this. They killed countless alien spirit armies, and even the arrival of the ancient alien spirit ancestor was disrupted, greatly reducing its strength." Someone objected, but there was envy and jealousy in their words.
The cultivators in the Eastern Wasteland naturally felt uncomfortable. They had always looked down upon the cultivators in the Southern Border. But the result was that the alien spirit that they thought was very powerful was killed by this group of people. They felt really uncomfortable.
"Hey, did you see it? That girl is the recently famous Feng Qingcheng!"
Someone pointed at a woman walking in the Southern Alliance team, who was in the front row. She had a beautiful face and a faint smile. She seemed peaceful, but she had a sense of pride. This was a breath that came naturally from the bottom of her heart.
"Where? Where?"
As soon as they heard the name Feng Qingcheng, everyone gathered around in an instant, sticking their heads out to look.
"Oh my god, she's so beautiful. She's prettier than the ten fairies in our East Wasteland."
"That's right. Southern Xinjiang isn't as bad as the legend says. It can give birth to such a person."
The cultivators from the Eastern Wasteland sighed, especially the male warriors and beastmasters, whose eyes were staring, as if they had lost their souls.
It should be noted that Feng Qingcheng's reputation is now as wide as those peerless geniuses in the Eastern Wilderness, and even more famous. The fundamental reason is not her cultivation, but her identity in Southern Border.
The arrival of the South Asian Association for Regional Cooperation made the atmosphere in the headquarters camp subtle.
It was peaceful for a short period of time and there was no fighting.
Feng Qingcheng restrained everyone in the Southern Alliance. Their foundation was too weak, so they had to keep a low profile.
Here, Feng Qingcheng, Shuang'er and Mo Yun meet again.
"Miss, you made Shuang'er worried to death." Shuang'er started sobbing as soon as they met, and cried non-stop.
Mo Yun was also overjoyed and happily busied himself arranging food and accommodation for Feng Qingcheng.
The picture is so warm, Feng Qingcheng feels the breath of home, these are her family!
"Are you all okay? Have you been slacking off while I was away?"
"Miss, we have been looking for you since we escaped from Southern Xinjiang. Later, we learned about the second prince and came here to find you."
Shuang'er seems ordinary, but Feng Qingcheng can imagine that there are many hardships involved.
"Well, anyway, just survive!"
Feng Qingcheng touched Shuang'er's little head and said with emotion.
"Squeak!"
At this time, Gollum ran out. The little guy had been locked up for a long time and was already feeling suffocated.
"Hey, little Gulu. You're here too."
Qin Cui'er shouted and hurriedly picked up the little sable.
"Squeak!"
Gulu curled his lips in dissatisfaction and turned his head away with an unwilling look.
In the following days, people from the Southern Alliance came to visit one after another. Of course, they all came for Feng Qingcheng's reputation.
At first, Feng Qingcheng couldn't refuse, so she just dealt with them. But as more and more people came, she became annoyed, and finally she just put up a sign, "I'm in seclusion!" and rejected everyone.
I gained a lot this time. I have a deeper understanding of the use of pseudo-immortal energy and magical powers.
Especially taming the Linlong beast was a huge blessing.
Not only is there such a powerful spiritual beast, but what is even more valuable is the Linlong beast itself, which is a moving treasure.
In the past few days, Feng Qingcheng began to digest her own strength, constantly comprehending and pondering her own path.
She had a strong foundation, and with the help of pseudo-immortal energy, she progressed very quickly.
On the fourth day, the Phoenix Nirvana Technique entered the second level, and his combat power soared. Especially his own body, which became more perfect, his skin was as white as snow, smooth and incomparable, like flawless jade.
"I can feel that I am only one step away from entering the eighth level!"
Feng Qingcheng talked to herself. She felt the two energies in her body constantly changing, as if they were merging into one, yet completely separated.
And Feng Qingcheng had a strange feeling, a very strong one!