Chapter 50

At the gate of Notting City.

"Brother Feng, Xiao Wu will also go back with me."

After half a year, Tang San and Xiao Wu had both grown a lot taller. Tang San seemed to have become even more robust. Presumably, it was because he had been forging iron every day. There was a bit of determination on his face.

Next to Tang San, Xiao Wu looked around. She seemed to be curious about where the Holy Soul Village that Xiao San mentioned was.

"Okay."

Wang Feng nodded and glanced at Xiao Wu. Although she was still wearing the Notting Academy's uniform, she had grown taller like Tang San.

But the two of them were still a head shorter than him.

"Hey, Xiao Chenyu has already gone to the Intermediate Academy. I don't know how boring it will be in the next few years."

Xiao Wu pouted and said, "Fortunately, I still have Xiao San to play with me. Brother Feng is too powerful. I can't beat him. I don't want to look for trouble. "

The three of them followed the road and set off in the direction of the Holy Soul Village, chatting along the way.

There were not many people in the Junior Academy. After Xiao Chenyu left, there was basically no one who could fight with Xiao Wu.

Only Tang San practiced with her for a long time. Wang Feng generally did not practice with them because he had to greatly suppress his strength when practicing with the two of them.

And most of the time, Wang Feng was either immersed in the Soul Beast Forest or studying meditation cultivation methods.

"Brother Feng, your soul power hasn't decreased, right?"

Tang San suddenly asked, "In the past year, you have also fought with us several times. I feel that your strength has not decreased, but I don't know if your soul power has …"

Tang San was obviously still thinking about Wang Feng's thousand-year soul ring, although Brother Feng said that it would not have any effect at that time.

But in the past year, Tang San rarely saw Brother Feng use his Martial Soul. Even if he occasionally competed with them, he could fight back and forth with them purely relying on his physical fitness.

"Yes, Xiao San also told me about his teacher's analysis. Brother Feng, Xiao San and my soul power has improved a lot ~ "

Xiao Wu also learned about the thousand-year soul ring later. But among the students, only the two of them knew.

Xiao Chenyu knew that Wang Feng had a thousand-year Soul Ring, but the analysis of the master was obviously not something he could analyze.

Xiao Wu giggled and raised her chin. "We haven't fought in months. Little Three should be level 61, but I'm almost level 62! "

"My soul power didn't decrease …" Wang Feng shook his head.

Upon hearing this, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it didn't drop, it was fine. In other words, the side effects of the thousand-year Soul Ring might not be as serious as Grandmaster imagined.

"Hehe, then we've surpassed Big Brother Feng. You should still be at Level 60, right?"

Xiao Wu waved her fist. "Next time, Little Three and I will definitely defeat you."

When Wang Feng heard this, he suddenly felt a little absent-minded.

Over the past half a year, he had been immersed in his combat training and all sorts of research. He hadn't paid attention to the increase in their soul power. Although he lamented the fact that his cultivation speed was extremely slow due to the compression of his soul power.

However, it seemed like … even if it was so slow … it was still much faster than the cultivation speed of most people.

"I'm looking forward to it." Wang Feng said with a smile.

Speaking of this, Wang Feng couldn't help but glance at Tang San.

He vaguely remembered that this year in the original work, Little Three's father had left and he had an official relationship with Xiao Wu — brother and sister.

"It's time to go back and see Grandpa Jack."

Wang Feng looked at the small village in the distance with smoke rising in spirals. His eyes suddenly became misty.

Holy Soul Village.

"Eh, Xiao San, your village seems to be pretty good …"

In the afternoon, the three finally walked to the entrance of the Holy Soul Village.

One year didn't seem to have brought too many changes to this small village. The water of the small fountain in the center of the village entrance was still clear.

Occasionally, a few villagers would come in from the entrance, carrying all kinds of kitchen utensils and returning home from work.

Sometimes, there would be a few mischievous children, chattering noisily.

"What's that stone pillar in the middle? There are two handprints on it? "

Xiao Wu skipped over and asked as she watched.

"It's Big Brother Feng's masterpiece … A few years ago, our Holy Soul Village was very poor. It wasn't like now … There are clean stone roads, beautiful fountain gardens … "

Tang San walked over and explained with a smile.

At this time, a few voices suddenly sounded in the distance.

"Little Three, Big Brother Feng, why are you back?"

An old and familiar figure came from the distance. It was Old Jack.

After not seeing him for a year, Wang Feng found that Grandpa Jack's face had more wrinkles. Time made people grow old.

"It's winter vacation, so we came back early."

Wang Feng walked over and helped Grandpa Jack.

"You children, you're really something. It's such a long way! "

Grandpa Jack glared at Wang Feng. "But it's good that you're back."

Grandpa Jack suddenly looked at Little Three, opened his mouth, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Little Three, your father …"

"Grandpa Jack, I'll go back and see my father now."

Tang San said excitedly. Then, he took Xiao Wu and walked toward the blacksmith shop.

Xiao Wu wanted to see the story on the stone pillar, but hearing Tang San's rare excitement, she directly followed him.

"… Uncle Hao should have left, right?"

Wang Feng suddenly said.

"Yes, he left … How do you know?"

Grandpa Jack nodded and answered subconsciously, "Yes, he left … Lil Feng, how do you know?"

Wang Feng did not answer. He only helped Grandpa Jack walk to the blacksmith shop. He was looking at Tang San in a daze inside.

"That guy Tang Hao is really irresponsible …"

Grandpa Jack said angrily, "After giving me the letter, he left without caring about Tang San's feelings … I'll give the letter to Tang San."

As he said that, he walked in and handed the letter to Tang San.

Wang Fengxin said. Uncle Hao should have come to see Little Three, right?

However, with Uncle Hao's personality, it was unlikely that he would see Little Three in person. He should be secretly watching from a corner.

Thinking of that, Wang Feng walked in and looked at the disappointed Tang San.

"Little Three, actually, Uncle Hao should have come to Notting City to see you."

Hearing that, Tang San was stunned.

"It's true. I only saw him occasionally. He came several times and secretly looked at you. Sometimes, it was when you were working, sometimes when you were in class … "

Wang Feng said with a smile, "So, you don't have to be sad. Uncle Hao is very concerned about you. It's just that for some reason, he doesn't want to see you."

Hearing that, Tang San's eyes welled up.

"I understand. Thank you, Brother Feng."

Wang Feng waved his hand and said,

"Then I'll go back first. You and Xiao Wu should tidy up your house."

As he said that, Wang Feng helped Grandpa Jack out.

Wang Feng walked along the side of the village. Most of the people brought some small gifts. After doing that. Wang Feng came to the familiar small forest that he had not seen in a long time.

Although it had only been a year, Wang Feng felt as if he had been dreaming for a lifetime.

In this small forest, there were too many tears that he had left behind at that time.

He stroked the familiar trees and the traces of various traps left on them. He stepped on the creaking branches and weeds under his feet.

Wang Feng broke a strand of Bluesilver Grass and held it in his mouth. He chewed it twice and sighed.

It was really the place where the dream began.

After a while, Wang Feng suddenly stopped. His eyes fell on the front …

Chirp chirp …

The rough and familiar chirp made Wang Feng have the illusion that he had traveled through time.

On the ground in the distance, there was a little green bird lying on the ground. At this time, it was twitching, and there was still blood all over its body.

Although it was small, it was actually very big. It was at least half the size of Wang Feng.

But …

Wait, why is this scene so familiar??

Wang Feng looked at the little green bird and was shocked.