Fang Lin's soul is still extremely weak now, but it is gradually improving.

After eight years of torture, Fang Lin was no longer the little girl eight years ago.

"Lin'er, see who I brought."

Liu Min and Fang Miao stood up as they saw Chen Feng and said to Chen Feng with a smile:

"Chen Feng."

Eight years have passed, Fang Tianyin finally saw such a happy smile on Liu Min and Fang Miao's faces.

Fang Miao's eyes were also very different from when Chen Feng first saw him, and it was no longer that indifferent expression.

"How is it, are you getting better?"

Chen Feng half-squatted down and looked at the angelic girl.

"It's much better, thank you, Brother Chen Feng."

The hoarse voice came from Fang Lin's mouth. Although it was a little hoarse, it gave people a delicate feeling.

Chen Feng is half a year older than Fang Lin, and Fang Lin calls Brother Chen Feng with nothing wrong.

Her soul was conscious. Chen Feng rescued her from a hellish place. Wherever she was like an abyss, too many souls were constantly tortured and absorbed by the power of the soul.

"When my sister gets better, let her recognize my soul magic weapon."

"It should gradually recover."

Fang Miao said with a happy smile on his face.

For the damage to the soul, Jiuxin Haitang alone is not possible, but these subsequent work does not require Chen Feng to make magic weapons and deal with it manually.

Several people sat down and chatted in the yard. Fang Miao made another tea for Chen Feng, but this time his attitude was obviously completely different from before.

"Not poisonous?"

Chen Feng made a random joke, which made Fang Lin cover her mouth and chuckle.

"By the way, Chen Feng, you will leave Zhongyuan in a while and head to the Zhongzhou battlefield in the core area."

Fang Tianyin asked.

I heard Sima Chengtian say that Ye Xiaoxiao is a member of Chen Feng’s team, which means that Chen Feng must go to the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races in more than four months.

"Um."

"You are not from Zhongzhou, so you are pursuing the peak of martial arts?"

Fang Miao looked at Chen Feng. Generally speaking, members like foreign countries would not take the initiative to go to Zhongzhou battlefield. First of all, there is a gap in combat effectiveness.

Unless the masters who pursue the peak of martial arts will go to somewhere, unlike the ten thousand races in Zhongzhou, which are almost forced to be conscripted and guard their homes, almost half of the races are on the battlefield.

"I just want to become stronger and go back to the outside world."

"There are two little wives waiting for me to go home in the foreign land."

Chen Feng's face was also filled with anticipation.

When they heard the two little wives, Liu Min and Fang Lin both smiled knowingly.

Fang Tianyin was stunned and then said:

"Back to the Outland?"

"Um."

Chen Feng took a sip of tea and asked:

"Uncle Fang, do you know how to do it?"

This sentence also shocked Fang Miao. Chen Feng, like him, was struggling for an illusory goal, but compared to him, Chen Feng had strong confidence that he could not match, as if he could definitely do it.

Fang Tianyin was also the top powerhouse in the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races, but his teammates were all killed in the battle one day. In addition, he was old and had children in the front-line city, so he naturally retreated.

“It’s hard.”

"Almost impossible..."

Fang Tianyin didn't want to pour cold water on Chen Feng, but the reality is that unless Chen Feng can grow to the point that the Lord of All Races faces it, there is no chance of going back.

"There must be a channel back to the outer realm in Zhongzhou, but only the lords of all races and the outer realm envoys know where this channel is."

"Even the Lord of the Third District does not know this secret."

Chen Feng's face did not change at all. He had heard this countless times.

But his goal cannot be changed.

"It's okay, as long as I'm strong enough, I still have a chance."

"you……"

Chen Feng's calm words made Fang Tianyin shock. In Chen Feng's tone, it seemed that no matter what obstacles he would clear him up, Fang Miao felt that the young man of his age in front of him suddenly became mysterious.

What Chen Feng thought was that if he was so strong that he could pick up the Lord of the Ten Thousand Races with one hand, he would not be able to go back to the foreign land?

This is his worst plan.

Fang Lin heard Chen Feng's confident and domineering words, and smiled and said to Fang Miao:

"Brother, haven't you always wanted to go to the battlefield of the races?"

Since childhood, Fang Miao has been worshiping his father, dreaming that one day he can become a hero on the battlefield of all races and make his parents proud of himself.

But Fang Lin's accident broke Fang Miao's plan and allowed Fang Miao to change his cultivation method.

However, in his heart, he still yearns for the battlefield of all races and the land of heroes.

Almost all the true geniuses of all races have been to that battlefield, either living or dying.

Now Fang Lin's body is gradually improving. After handing over the magic weapon that nourishes the soul to Fang Lin, Fang Miao's previous twenty-five years' goals have all ended.

Fang Tianyin and Liu Min both looked at Fang Miao with a smile.

"A good man is determined by all directions."

"A small family is home, and everyone is home."

"If a person lives in a small place in his life, he will live a life of vain if he doesn't go to big places."

"Go."

Fang Miao's eyes gradually became firm, and he looked at his sister who showed a cute smile, nodded, and turned his eyes to Chen Feng.

"Your team..."

"Are you a few?"

What Fang Miao thought was that since Chen Feng helped him save his sister, he would also help Chen Feng fulfill his dream, since this dream was very far away.

Chen Feng was stunned at first, then said awkwardly:

"Hey, brother, not everyone can enter my team."

"Aren't you a doctor?"

Chen Feng's words are true. Most people don't want to join his team.

Besides, he can serve as a doctor with Jiuxin Haitang himself.

As soon as these words were spoken, Fang Miao's expression instantly stopped and he looked at Chen Feng motionlessly.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fang Tianyin showed a heroic smile on the side, and the city lord's mansion was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Fang Lin smiled secretly:

"Brother, you are disliked~"

Fang Miao instantly felt that the face on his face was a little uneasy, so he took a deep breath and explained:

"A fellow doctor and drug dealer."

"A doctor is a poisoner."

Fang Miao shook his hand, and in an instant, several poisonous flying needles were directly flew out by Fang Miao at a speed that Chen Feng could not catch!

"So fast!"

Chen Feng's eyes lit up and he exclaimed in his heart.

This Fang Miao is not simple either.

Fang Miao was originally a martial arts genius, and he has been practicing at the center of the spirit stone vein since he was a child. It can be said that the conditions are great.

Although he gave up his original weapon of practice and turned to study medicine, who said that doctors do not have strong combat power?

With the flying needle technique and the unpredictable poison technique of gods and ghosts, it is no exaggeration to say that in the four zones, Fang Miao does not often fight with others.

However, once the news of wanting to enter the battlefield of all races is released, it is certain that there will be many people.
Chapter completed!