Chapter 310: Past and Present (Key Points)

When Feng Aotian got up, Father Cat had already walked in with hot water. He just saw her wake up. He raised his eyes slightly, then walked to the bed, raised his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and placed his palm on her belly. On, rubbing gently.
Feng Aotian smiled, "It's so sweet."
"The slave doesn't feel bad for the master, who feels bad?" Father Cat's palm was warm. He gently squeezed Feng Aotian's sore waist and abdomen with a small smile. Enjoy it."
Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, raised his hand and stroked his face, "I forgot it individually today."
Cat father-in-law's hand paused, then his face blackened, "Master, you bully the minion."
Feng Aotian laughed, feeling that her body was not so sore as Shirley's, but she was much more relieved, and then got up. After the cat father-in-law served her washing and dressing, the two left the camp.
At noon, Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao entered the camp. Seeing Feng Aotian lying reclining on the soft couch, looking at the delivery of the fold, her mouth was smiling, still dressed as a man, but It's a bit more feminine.
Mu Hanyao remembered the lingering last night, couldn't help but move his heart, lowered his head, and saluted upward, "See the emperor."
Leng Qianye constricted his eyes and bowed, "See the emperor."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and glanced at them, then continued to look at Mizhe, "Sit down."
"Yes." The two replied and sat aside.
Mr. Cat brought lunch in, looked at the two of them, then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, it's time to eat."
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at them, "Okay." Then she put down the secret fold, got off the soft couch, walked to the table, and the four of them were seated. She looked at the blood-red soup, and then saw another soup. The soup in the cup curled his lips and smiled, "I really know what the Lord is thinking."
Father Cat raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian complainingly, "Does the master really want a slave to drink?"
Feng Aotian nodded, "Of course I want to drink it."
Father Cat raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Qianye, "One person, one bowl."
Leng Qianye's indifferent and dusty face showed a gloomy look, raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, and then said, "Chen Zunzhi."
Feng Aotian looked at them with a smile, reluctantly filled the bullwhip soup, and drank it in one breath. Leng Qianye raised his eyes and glanced at Father Cat, and then said, "This..."
Father Cat raised his eyebrows, "Does General Leng still want it?"
Leng Qianye shook his head, "No."
Father Cat nodded, and then said, "Master, it's your turn."
Feng Aotian took the blood-red soup medicine, frowned, raised his head and drank it, suddenly feeling that the smell became more and more strange.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Father Cat, "What's in it?"
Father Mao smiled and looked at Feng Aotian, and said in a low voice, "Naturally, it is a good medicine for restoring the stamina that was lost last night."
Mu Hanyao was covering his head and eating, listening to Father Cat's innocent tone, he was choked up abruptly. He raised his eyes and glanced at Father Cat, then bowed his head to eat again.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Are you calculating master?"
Father Cat looked at Feng Aotian pitifully, "Master, slave, this is for the sake of the master’s dragon body. Those who don’t eat bullwhip are different from those who eat bullwhip. Just look at the master’s complexion. Knowing that last night was too fierce and consumed a lot of energy, it is naturally necessary to make up for it."
Mu Hanyao's stern face was stained with crimson, and he lowered his head lower and lower, and stopped talking.
Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian very approvingly, "Mao Mao said naturally and rationally."
Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, "Then the Lord will make up for it."
Father Cat nodded, "The master is wise."
Meteor returned to the altar, only two days, and the saint was already waiting for him at the altar.
The dog followed him slowly into the altar, and saw a woman in white sitting above the main hall with a veil on her face, looking at the meteor.
The meteor slowly went up to the altar, looked up at the saint, and asked in a low voice, "What is the saint calling me in a hurry?"
"What do you sense?" The saint sat down and asked in a low voice.
Meteor's bright eyes blinked, "I don't know what the saint is talking about?"
The saint glanced at the divine dog, then got up and slowly descended the jade steps, the meteor followed her out of the altar, and the divine dog followed, saving you and did not stop.
When she arrived in front of the holy pond, the saint woman reached the white whirlpool that suddenly appeared in the center of the holy pond, and then looked at the meteor, "this whirlpool is now getting deeper and deeper."
Meteor looked at the vortex in front of him and slowly closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he whispered in a low voice, "If there is turbulence in the holy pond, does it mean that the Holy Lord is in danger?"
"Hmm." The saint nodded, "At first it was just a small wave, but now it has become a big whirlpool. When the whirlpool rolls up the entire holy pool, it will destroy the world. ."
"This?" Meteor looked at the saint and asked inexplicably, "How can this be solved?"
The saint shook her head, "On that day, the saint went to the holy pond alone, presumably she saw the future. Therefore, with this situation now, I am afraid that the fate has changed."
Meteor looked at the saint, and then said, "Fate?"
"Yeah." The saint nodded, "The holy pond has different directions, and the world has also changed. I am afraid that something big will happen. I don't know what the holy lord thinks about it?"
Hearing her words, Meteor felt more and more strange, watching the whirlpool in front of him carefully, he suddenly jumped and jumped into the holy pond, and was quickly swept into the whirlpool.
Seeing this, the dog rushed in.
The saint was standing by the holy pond, watching the dog can enter, but she could not, because, besides the holy lord, the holy pond also had the things of gods to enter.
The meteor jumped into the holy pond, and then he saw a white mist, surrounded by white clouds, and he couldn't see any direction. He felt something under his feet pulling him, lowered his head, and saw that the dog was biting. His trouser legs.
Meteor looked at the dog in surprise, "Why did you follow in?"
The dog looked at the meteor, "Wang Zun has life, let me follow you every step of the way."
Meteor said with a grin, "You are worried about me."
The divine dog grunted, then looked around, "How can it be like this under the holy pond?"
Meteor shook his head, "I don't know either."
The meteor walked forward slowly, and then was blocked by the white light, unable to move forward. He raised his hand and put his palm against the white light. Suddenly the cloud reversed, his body leaned forward, and then he was sucked in by the white light.
Seeing this, the dog bit his trouser leg and was caught up together.
A white light, he landed in a strange place, and there was something very strange in front of him yelling at him, he looked up at the surroundings, there were tall things with squares everywhere, suddenly a black whirlwind. The thing stopped in front of him, and another person was seen running out of the black object, hurriedly threw himself down in front of him, moved a mechanism on the object, and saw another person walking down.
The tall figure stood in front of him, and when he saw it clearly, he couldn't help being surprised. This... isn't this Gongyimin? Why are you here?
He looked at the handsome face of the man in front of him. He was wearing strange clothes and exuding silver light. He looked straight ahead with a torch and looked very mighty. The shoes on his feet were even more novel and black. Make a noise.
Meteor opened his eyes wide and saw that this person who looked like Gong Yimin came towards him, and then walked straight through him.
Meteor felt even more strange, looking down at the dog standing in place like a petrified dog, unable to move.
He took a deep breath, then followed the man in front of him and walked forward. When he saw it was a very spacious door. The material of the door was something he had never seen before. The people here wore very strange clothes. It was very revealing. The man dressed like the clothes on Gong Yimin. He felt even more puzzled. When he was about to follow him, he heard a very light footstep. There was a person behind him. He is in black and dressed very strangely. Like Gong Yimin, he doesn’t have any expression, just that face...
After the meteor was seen clearly, those eyes looked really like the holy lord, the sharp eyes, the words and deeds, but they looked older and had a seven-point resemblance to the holy lord. Meteor felt that this was long. The Lord of the Queen.
He felt even more incredible, his mind was blank, and stupidly followed this woman who was seventy-seventh like the Holy Lord and walked in. Everything here was strange, so strange that he felt a deep fear.
He turned his eyes to look at the dog and stared at the front in a daze, but he followed them into a strange secret room, and the secret room was still moving. He raised his eyes and looked at the woman standing motionless behind Gong Yimin. The expression was serious, while Gong Yimin was standing in front, staring straight ahead, without saying a word, when he was wandering around, he heard a "ding" sound, the secret room door suddenly opened, and he saw Gong Yimin walking away. After leaving, the woman also followed.
The meteor was about to find out, suddenly the sky was spinning around, and then it changed to another place, that place was a cliff, he saw this woman blocking the front of Gong Yimin, and there were many people opposite them. Holding something very special, slowly approaching them...
The meteor widened his eyes and saw a loud sound piercing the sky. When he looked again, his body was already involved in the white light, and then fell into the white cloud.
Meteor turned and saw the dog lying beside him, he looked down at the dog, "Is that person the Holy Lord and Gongyi Min?"
The dog hadn't recovered yet, but kept his tongue out and didn't speak.
Meteor sat in the mist, looking at the white light in front of him, then chose another direction, raised his palm, and was swept in again. The dog watched Meteor leave, biting his shoe and was swept in. .
Time reversed, this is a void world, there is no strange thing that he just saw, on the contrary, it is Yunshan Mist, he saw a white snake entwined on a branch, and under the tree was a woman, dressed in a plain white long The skirt, like the ink hair of a waterfall, is tied with only a white jade brocade. With a smile between her eyebrows, she is beautiful and refined. With a leaf in her hand, she can blow a beautiful tune, which has attracted countless birds. , Butterflies, rushing to flew, and landed beside her. There was a colorful light here, which made people look like a fairyland on earth.
And not far away, there was a person standing, who couldn't see anything clearly. He was also dressed in a white jade-belt brocade robe, but why was there a black mist behind him? As if to swallow him?
Meteor wanted to step forward to see and understand, but saw that the little white snake suddenly vomited blood, then fell from the tree, and the birds scattered...
Meteor turned around and saw that the little white snake was Long Yin. He turned and rushed towards the little white snake, but was swept in by the white light, and then returned to the mist.
Meteor turned and looked at the dog, and saw that he was lying limply on the ground. He touched the dog's head, "What's wrong with you?"
The dog opened his eyes and glanced at him, then closed his eyes, and Meteor looked at the dog, "You hold on for a while."
As Meteor said, he walked in the third direction again, palms leaning against the white light, but there was no sound, but a powerful white light bounced him back, and he fell onto the clouds.
He opened his eyes wide and looked forward, but lowered his head to see that his hands turned out to be illusory. He was shocked, and then quickly sat cross-legged. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and his hands returned to their original state. , He touched the sweat on his forehead and saw the word "Heavenly Mystery" written on the white light.
Meteor's eyes sank. It seemed that he was powerless. He turned and looked at the other two directions he had seen. They wrote past and present. He couldn't help feeling strange, "Past and present?"
Immediately, he took the dog and left the whirlpool, and then landed on the shore of the holy pond. The saint saw the blue on his face, and then stepped forward, "You have lost a lot of spiritual energy, did you spy on the first opportunity? ?"
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"No." Meteor remembered the two words, the secret, he couldn't say it, but when he said it, fearing that it was really a disaster, he spit out blood, and then fainted.
The saint hurriedly picked up the meteor and looked at the comatose dog lying on the ground, and then left the holy pool with the meteor and the dog to the altar.
Feng Aotian was looking at Mizhe, suddenly felt a colic in her heart, her eyes darkened, and then she went to bed.
Seeing her look gloomy, the cat father hurried forward, "Master, what's the matter?"
"Meteor has an accident." Feng Aotian said solemnly.
"Didn't he go to the altar? How could something happen?" Mr. Cat asked puzzledly.
"Well, the Lord feels that his aura is almost lost now, I'm afraid..." Feng Aotian said and looked at Father Cat, "Master rushed to the altar."
"Yes." When Mr. Mao listened to Feng Aotian's words, he knew that Meteor was afraid of something serious, and he was worried.
Feng Aotian walked out of the camp hurriedly, raised his fingers, whistling, and rode Aoxue out of the barracks.
Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye were deploying in the chamber, and they heard a sound of horseshoes. The two looked at each other before stepping out of the camp and saw Feng Aotian had already left.
Father Cat stepped forward and looked at them, "The meteor is in an accident, let the master go and see."
"The meteor is so good, how could something happen?" Leng Qianye asked puzzledly.
"I don't know." Father Cat shook his head. "The master just sensed the loss of Meteor's aura. He was able to live because of the aura. Now..."
When the cat father-in-law said so, the two understood why they looked up at him and were silent.
In the capital of Fengqi Country, Mu Hanjin is preparing for the scientific expedition. The scientific expedition is about to come. Many things need to be done by himself. He raised his eyes to see Lan Jingshu and Leng Peihan have not rested for two consecutive days and two nights. Stepped forward and said, "You two will go to rest."
"It's okay." Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanjin, and then said, "It won't be too late to rest after the final check."
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, then turned around and kept busy.
At this moment, I saw Feng Qing suddenly fall and stand beside him, "Clan master, something happened to the dog."
"Sacred dog?" Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Didn't the sacred dog follow the meteor to the altar? How could something go wrong?"
"Look at this?" Qingfeng handed him a meteor mirror, "the spiritual power of the dog gathers on this, and now the light is getting dimmed, indicating that his spiritual power is gradually depleting."
"How could this be?" Mu Hanjin couldn't help but feel strange, "Don't worry, wait for two more days to see."
"Yes." Feng Qing responded, and then retreated.
Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanjin, put aside his business and stepped forward, "If something happens to the dog, then is Meteor too?"
"Well, if something happens to the meteor, the emperor will definitely be able to sense it, and he must have already rushed away now." Mu Hanjin replied warmly, turning her eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, "The matter of scientific research is important."
"Yeah." Lan Jingshu knew that Mu Hanjin couldn't leave now, even if he did, it wouldn't help.
When Feng Aotian rushed to the altar, the saint had already brought the people from the tribe to gather aura for the shooting star. She hurriedly stepped forward and stood beside the saint's voice, and then saw the shooting star turn blue, and the whole body was emitting blue smoke , And the dog is asleep.
When the saint saw her coming, she didn't clap her hands, but looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, you are finally here, and the meteor and the dog entered the whirlpool of the holy pool, seeming to spy on the secrets of heaven and drain the spirit."
"Why did he run to the holy pond?" Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed.
"There is something strange in the holy pond, so I summon him back to see if there is any way." The saint whispered.
"Is it hidden from the Lord?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank, looking at the saint.
The saint looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, the subordinates are incompetent, please the Holy Lord to punish."
Feng Aotian then waved her bare hand before turning her spiritual power away, and took the meteor and the dog to fly away from the altar.
The saint has consumed too much spiritual power and needs to be treated well. She clutched her chest, raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian's long-departed figure, but was unable to catch up.
Feng Aotian took the meteor and the dog to the holy pond, raised her eyes and saw the whirlpool in front of the holy pond, she jumped, and then she was involved in the whirlpool and came into the clouds.
She looked at the white light on all four sides in front of her, then walked to the fourth white light, pressing the white light with her palm, and then, she took the meteor and the dog into the white light, where the aura of the holy ancestor who came for thousands of years gathered , She placed the meteor and the dog in the center of the altar, and drew a white light with her palms, covering the body of the meteor and the dog, and then she saw all the auras gathering here.
Feng Aotian immediately sat cross-legged, eyes closed, ten fingers clasped, and abandoned intently. There was no sound around him, not even a single sound.
Father Cat saw that Feng Aotian had been away for five days, but there was no news at all, and he became more worried.
Caicheng, the current battle situation is getting more intense, and the enemy's offensive is getting more fierce. Fu Han watched Feng Qianning staying here, and did not rest for a moment, "The princess should go back to the house and rest. The fetus in the abdomen is also affected."
Fu Han turned and looked at Feng Qianning, "Yes, princess, let's go back and rest, there will be me and King Ping here, there will be no accident."
Feng Qianning shook her head, "It's okay." She stroked her raised lower abdomen, "I believe he will be fine."
Fu Han knew her temper, and now it must be impossible to let her go, so he didn't say much, just said, "The princess will go to the attic to rest first."
"Okay." Feng Qianning nodded, looked down at the people below, and then said, "It seems that they are going to fight to the death."
"Yeah." Fu Han replied, "Is there any other way now?"
Gu Yefeng continued, "Just put it to death and hurry up."
"What do you mean?" Listening to Gu Yefeng's words, Fu Han felt that he seemed to have thought of something wonderful.
"I'm afraid it's impossible to stay this way. Rather than spending time with them, it's better to fight quickly." Gu Yefeng looked at him, and then said, "How do you feel about the husband?"
Fu Han pondered for a moment, then nodded, "I understand."
Feng Qianning looked at Fu Han and shook his hand, "You have to be careful."
"Yeah." Fu Han nodded, and then personally led the people down the tower. Then the gate opened, and he led the men and horses out of the tower.
Gu Yefeng looked under the tower, then at Feng Qianning, "I think this is just the beginning."
"Yes." Feng Qianning now cast all his eyes on Fu Han, who was waving a big sword to kill the enemy under the tower.
Leqi City, Leling has been conquering the city. A lot of time has been spent now, but no progress has been made. After only five days, Long Yin has taken away 30 Cloud Nation. In the city, 30% of Yunguo's country fell into Long Yin's hands. This was just the beginning, and then?
He couldn't help but believe in Xing Wuyun's words. Because of this, he desperately wanted to get the lost Le Qiguo back, and he couldn't just lose.
Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, and saw that he was still calm and relaxed, and there was no half of the nervous color. Even though the entire tower has been stained red with blood, even if the sound of shouting and killing is already under the tower, he is still free and easy. Uninhibitedly shook the fan and looked at it with a smile.
"Are you trying to consume him?" Wufeng could feel Le Ling's eagerness.
Xing Wuyun nodded, "This is not a good way."
No wind chuckled, and then said, "Yes, but how long is the energy consumption?"
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, "I don't know."
Wufeng doesn't know exactly what Xing Wuyun wants to do, but he can see that Xing Wuyun seems to have expected Leling to do this.
In the country of Yun, Long Yin took 300,000 horses. After conquering 20 cities, he finally met Mo Fan, who was known as the little war dragon. Under the tower of Jiangcheng, Long Yin was dressed in a golden armor, handsome and beautiful. Sprinkled on him, it is even more dazzling and dazzling, but it reveals the cold light of killing.
Jin Yao never knew that the original battle dragon thousands of years ago, the myth that has been hailed for thousands of years, is now standing next to her alive. To this day, she feels like a dream, unreal, for five days. , 20 cities, there is no chance to breathe at all. This is the most powerful and terrifying battlefield she has ever seen. The 300,000 people they brought, without any reinforcements, are equivalent to ruining the boat, without any retreat. But, that's it, 300,000 horses, but now only a thousand people have been damaged. Such a proportion of casualties is beyond her imagination. She sat on the war horse, and glanced at the dazzling Dragon Yin and Feng behind her. The morale of Qiguo's soldiers has increased greatly, waiting for the current battle, the rumored battle between the war dragon and the little war dragon.
Standing on the top of the tower, Mo Fan was about twenty-six or seventeen years old. His face was cold, his appearance was handsome, his appearance was extraordinary, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and the momentum of killing and decisiveness was not inferior.
Long Yin looked at Mo Fan above the tower, his bright red lips raised a faint smile, the rouge on his red lips smelled of blood, he tightened the rein in one hand, held the spear in the other, and moved his wrist lightly. , And then jumped, like a golden light leaping onto the tower, the spear in his hand pierced Mo Fan.
Mo Fan was shocked, looking at Long Yin with extraordinary momentum in front of him, and as soon as he met, he acted murderously. His internal strength gathered on the spear. As long as he pierced in, the person in front of him would be broken to pieces.
Mo Fan quickly took a step back, then raised the long knife in his hand, blocked it, but was broken, he quickly retreated, then turned around, avoided the long spear, but was shocked by the internal force of the long spear. Injured arm.
The corner of Long Yin's mouth hooked, and then he flew down the tower, sat on his horseback, looked up at Mo Fan, a cold light shattered from the corner of his mouth, his fingers moved slightly, and the soldiers behind him wanted to rush to the tower.
Jin Yao turned his eyes to look at Long Yin in admiration, and whispered, "God of War is really the God of War."
The corner of Long Yin's mouth evoked an unexpected smile, "He is still far from Xiao Zhanlong, not enough."
Jin Yao curled his lips and smiled, fearing that in Zhanlong's eyes, no one in this world could fight him.
"Did the battle dragon run into an opponent?" Jin Yao asked curiously.
"Yes." Long Yin sighed deeply, "This person has been entangled with me for two thousand years, and there is no winner or loser."
"Who is that?" Jin Yao became more curious.
"You will know in the future." Long Yin no longer said much, just raised his eyes and looked at Mo Fan above the tower, his eyes were cold, and his shoulders had leaked blood.
In the holy pond, Feng Aotian slowly opened his eyes, put away his spiritual power, and when he got up, he saw that the meteor complexion of the altar finally improved a lot, and the dog slowly opened his eyes and stood up.
The white light on the meteor gradually disappeared, he took a deep breath, then opened his eyes, raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, the corner of his mouth hooked, and he stood up and stretched his arms as if nothing was wrong.
Feng Aotian looked at him with a gloomy face, "What did you see in the holy pond?"
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