Strongest War Chant

0Wu Shuang rubbed his eyes, tears were flowing out of his eyes. He forced himself to chew it and swallowed it.    0

    

After swallowing this treasure, Wu Shuang didn't feel any change. After staring at Master Feng for a long time, he suddenly felt as if something in his brain had shattered. Streams of clear water flowed out, causing his spirit to tremble.    

    

"Wuwuwu." Wu Shuang mumbled something as his eyes lit up. Jiang Ning pulled Hall Lord Shi's sleeves and asked, "Brother Shi, my brother is..."    

    

Without waiting for Hall Lord Shi to speak, Faang Tiantuo smiled and said, "Don't worry, the Divine Feathers Tree is an ancient treasure that can strengthen the soul. The effects vary from person to person, but I can guarantee that there will be no side effects."    

    

"That old fogey Feng Wu has spent a lot of resources. You have to know that this treasure can only be brought out after passing the trial in the ruins. Even the five of us don't have much stock."    

    

Jiang Ning nodded, her gaze remaining at Wu Shuang's side and not listening to Faang Tiantuo's words.    

    

If Wang Miaoyan was here, she would definitely be shocked because her parents had once stepped into the Ruins of the Drying Demon. However, the two of them had not passed the test and were trapped inside for many years.    

    

The process of swallowing the Divine Feathers Wood was extremely painful, but its effects were also incomparably strong. As Wu Shuang's damaged soul gradually recovered and grew stronger, his mind became much clearer and his perception greatly increased.    

    

His soul force strength continued to rise until it finally stopped at 4.7. Compared to the creator of Brilliant Dragon Divine Hall, Fu Hongchen, Emperor Fu's 4.9 was only 0.2.    

    

After a moment, Wu Shuang got up from the bed, bowed deeply to Master Feng and said, "Thank you, Master Feng. If you have any orders in the future, please do not hesitate."    

    

"Hmph, you brat, you think just saying thank you is enough. This wood of god's whiskers is at least 10 billion points. From now on, I will be your creditor. Before you pay your debt, take care of your life."    

    

Master Feng harrumphed. Although his tone was not good, the words he said made Wu Shuang inexplicably touched.    

    

Along the way, no matter if it was Wang Yuanshan, Cui Changqing, Feng Wu, or Dong Tianlai, Xiao Dingtian, or any of the others, they were constantly surrounded by noble people.    

    

"Brother, you're okay."    

    

"Wu Shuang, congratulations. I knew you were lucky."    

    

"I say, brother, you must be jealous of me. If you are lying on the bed with heavenly and earthly treasures in your mouth, you can't be the illegitimate child of Goddess Luck, right?"    

    

A group of people surrounded him, all happy for Wu Shuang's Kang Tai.    

    

Faang Tiantuo saw all of this and couldn't help but sigh: "Everyone says that there are three good men. Wu Shuang, to have so many friends, it's really your lucky day."    

    

Because of Wu Shuang's coma, more than half of the day had passed. Seeing that the sky had darkened, and that it was rare for so many friends to gather around, Wu Shuang proposed to treat everyone to a meal, then called over the other four leaders, Lord Kun, and a few acquaintances, Captain Mo.    

    

The group of people had a lively meal at the best restaurant in Sanshui City. During the meal, Lord Kun once again proposed to take Wu Shuang as a disciple, and Faang Tiantuo returned with a few words.    

    

In his words, with Wu Shuang's talent, if I acknowledge the Emperor as my master, then I will definitely acknowledge you as my master.    

    

No matter what, Lord Kun did not dare to compare himself with Emperor Fu. After being defeated, he drank some wine. However, he knew Faang Tiantuo was right, so he did not mention the matter of taking in a disciple anymore.    

    

The feast continued until the latter half of the night, long past the opening hours of the restaurant. However, the guests were all rare and influential people, and there were even three almighty people present.    

    

Even if it was just for three days and three nights, he wouldn't dare to have any complaints. If he served these Gods well, then his hotel would be renowned throughout the world.    

    

The night was dark and the night was calm. Wu Shuang refused the car to take him home. He and Ceng Yin walked on the quiet street with arms wrapped around each other's shoulders. Both of them drank a lot of spirit wine.    

    

Jiang Ning, who had suffered greatly, helped her up and helped her up. She was so busy that her forehead was covered in sweat.    

    

In the end, he stood in front of the two of them, pointed at their noses and angrily shouted: "Hey, I say, the two of you, have you had enough trouble? You guys are all good men when fighting Demon Beast, you drank too much, all of you are drunk cats, you shouldn't have refused the car that was sent to you back then."    

    

"Hehehe, burp. Wu, Wu Shuang, control your sister. She's no big deal. Go back, go back and spank her."    

    

Ceng Yin nonchalantly patted Wu Shuang's back. The latter also laughed heartily and waved his hand saying, "Hahaha, I can't control it, I can't control it. I can't let a girl stay. Hurry, hahaha, hurry and find someone to marry."    

    

The crazy talk between the two instantly made Jiang Ning blush. She pushed Wu Shuang away and said, "Brother, what are you talking about?"    

    

The force of this push was not small, but Wu Shuang was as heavy as an ox. Jiang Ning didn't push him, instead, she fell backwards, clawing randomly with her hands, and accidentally tore off Ceng Yin's black cloth.    

    

Jiang Ning backed up a step and looked at the black cloth in her hand in a daze. Wu Shuang woke up halfway from the alcohol. His throat moved and he looked at Ceng Yin with his sister.    

    

He had a tall and straight nose, thin lips, and a well-defined face. He was just like a handsome man.    

    

"Hahaha, look at me, why are you looking at me? Is there a flower on my face? " Ceng Yin laughed without knowing it. He touched his face with his hands and was stunned for three seconds.    

    

Then he rolled his eyes and looked at Jiang Ning. He moved his lips and said, "You... "I, I …"    

    

"What did you say? I'll return the mask to you. This time, it won't count." Jiang Ning blushed as she threw the black cloth back to Ceng Yin. Then, she turned around and ran forward.    

    

"Wu Shuang, me?" Ceng Yin was completely dumbfounded as he looked at Wu Shuang with the black handkerchief in his hand.    

    

"What are you looking at? You're still hoping that I'll marry you? Hurry up and chase after her. If anything happens to Ning, I'll deal with you." Wu Shuang patted his friend's back and kicked his butt.    

    

"Ai, ai." Ceng Yin staggered a step and immediately chased after them. "Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning, wait for me!"    

    

Watching his sister and friends disappear at the corner of the street, Wu Shuang laughed out loud. He spread his arms and walked towards the evening breeze. But before he walked far, he suddenly stopped and turned around. A cold glint was in front of his eyes.    

    

Wu Shuang's back felt cold, and he immediately woke up. If it wasn't for his soul's increase in strength, he would never have noticed this fatal blow.    

    

"Who is it?" Wu Shuang growled and jumped three meters backward.    

    

A lady dressed in black, with a black face, turned the sword in her hand and charged straight at him once more.    

    

"It's you." Wu Shuang saw the girl's sword technique and immediately recognized her identity. It was Qing Hong who had always been by Huang Ji's side. He just didn't know how she had appeared beside him without a sound.    

    

"Did Huang Ji send you to kill me?" Wu Shuang's shout caused Qing Hong's delicate body to tremble.    

    

She only met Wu Shuang once, and he was still holding the Tang Knife. Why did this brat recognize her?