"Sad retribution, Master Fenghuan passed away and died at the end of his life."

Again?

What's even more outrageous is that two years later, Feng Huan saw another one.

"Amazing! Master Fenghuan is resurrected and returns grandly."

The wind is numb.

What on earth are you doing after this death and death?

…

He couldn't help but be curious and went all the way back to the Resurrection Kingdom. After several inquiries, he found the Feng Huan.

It's just that this time Feng Huan turned into a girl. Although she was wearing a robe and covered her face with a gray cloth, the old magician could still understand it at a glance.

Scammers do not diminish or disappear, they just change from one to another.

Today's young man is so bold that he seeks death under the eyes of the mysterious star crow, a god who specializes in magic.

Feng Huan asked around and finally found Cheke beside a construction tunnel.

At this time, Cheke was wielding a pickaxe and chipping away at the stone. He looked much more mature, but he was missing one left eye and his shoulders had become metal structures. He was working hard.

When it was dark and the shift was over, Feng Huan showed up and met Cheke.

After many years, master and apprentice met again.

"How did you become like this?" Feng Huan asked him.

"The element experiment exploded violently... I was hit in the head by a meteorite when I escaped. Since then, it has been difficult to think about complicated things. I reluctantly did research for several years using your name, teacher, and passed on [Wind Fantasy]

It was given to the next generation of smart people who were more suitable, and later I heard that it was passed on to the next one.”

Chek said: "I have spent all the money and house left by my family on the [Magic Box Court]. Now that I am out working, my head is getting harder and harder to remember many things."

The old man murmured in his heart.

It turned out to be a real explosion.

These generations of fantasy change a bit quickly.

"Can you still use your hands?"

"My hands are still very flexible, even more flexible than my mind." Cheke opened his hands to show that his fingers are flexible and flexible.

"Then do you want to come with me?"

"ah?"

"I'll teach you a trick first, it's called sugar molding. As long as you have hands, you can try it."

Feng Huan took a small pot and began to teach him how to boil sugar and stir.

Cheke next to him looked at it very seriously, as if he was seeing the old man using his hair trick for the first time.

But no matter how Feng Huan taught him, Cheke could never learn it. He tried his best to memorize every step, but when he did it himself, he was confused and moved randomly.

Feng Huan felt unbearable.

This kid was originally very clever...but now he has become like this.

The old juggler thought to himself, forget it, just have one more stupid apprentice. An extra mouth won't bring much. This kid still has some strength.

Feng Huan led the dwarf carrying a big bag all the way to the island.

During the border inspection, Cheke's whole body flashed with white light.

His originally lost left eye regained activity and brightness, and his dull and dull eyes regained their former intelligence and sharpness.

"This...this is...the power of God, the gift of Lord Yao! I have recovered! I have recovered completely!"

"Teacher! I'm ready!"

The dwarf knelt on the ground excitedly and prayed to the sky: "Thank you for your kindness! Great God Yao!"

Feng Huan trembled all over.

God Yao is really watching here.

He was gradually surrounded by a layer of holy light.

The old magician looked stunned.

Why do I have a share?

Am I still...a hero?

Although I don't know what happened.

He quickly knelt on the ground and chanted respectfully in his heart: "Your loyal servant, Feng Huan, I am extremely grateful for your love and mercy... I will definitely remember your oracles and teachings, and always listen to your words in heaven.

Good news, Lord Yao."
Chapter completed!