Notting City Gate.

"Brother Feng, Xiao Wu also went back with me."

After half a year, Tang San and Xiao Wu both grew taller. Tang San thought he wanted to go stronger, but he thought he should have been trained by using iron every day. His face was a bit firm.

Next to Tang San, Xiao Wu looked around, as if he was curious about where the Holy Soul Village among the mistress would be?

"OK."

Wang Feng nodded and glanced at Xiao Wu. Although he was still wearing Notting College uniform, he grew taller like Tang San.

However, the two of them were still a head shorter than themselves.

"Hey, that guy 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, there is still mistress, you can play with me. Brother Feng is so powerful that he can't beat him, so I don't want to feel uncomfortable."

The three of them followed the road and headed towards the Holy Soul Village, chatting on the road.

There are not many people in the junior college. After Xiao Chenyu left, almost no one could compete with Xiao Wu.

Only Tang San is with her practice for a long time. Wang Feng is usually very rare, because he needs to greatly lower his strength because he practices with the two of them.

Moreover, most of the time, Wang Feng either stays in the Soul Beast Forest or studies meditation and practices.

"Brother Feng, your soul power has not decreased, right?"

Tang San suddenly asked, "You have also fought with us several times this year. I feel that your strength has not dropped. I don't know if your soul power has dropped..."

Tang San was obviously still thinking about Wang Feng’s Thousand-year Soul Ring in his heart, although Brother Feng said at that time that it would not have any impact.

But this year, Tang San rarely saw Brother Feng use his martial soul. Even if he occasionally competed with them, he could fight them back and forth simply by relying on his physical fitness.

"Yes, Xiaosan also told me about his teacher's analysis. Brother Feng, Xiaosan and I have improved their soul power a lot~"

Xiao Wu also knew about the Thousand Years of Soul Ring later. However, among the students, only the two of them knew about it.

That guy Xiao Chenyu knew that Wang Feng had a thousand-year soul ring, but the master's analysis was obviously not something he could analyze.

Xiao Wu laughed and raised her chin: "We haven't had a fight for several months. The mistress should be level 16, and I'm almost level 17!"

"My soul power has not decreased..." Wang Feng shook his head.

Hearing this, Tang San felt relieved.

It would be better if there was no decline, that is to say, the side effects brought by the Thousand-Year Soul Ring may be really not as serious as the master imagined.

"Hehe, then we'll surpass Brother Feng. You should still stay at level 15."

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

When Wang Feng heard this, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

For more than half a year, I have been immersed in combat cultivation and various research, and have not paid attention to the improvement of the soul power of the two. Although I lamented that my cultivation speed was extremely slow because of the compressed soul power.

But it seems that even if it is so slow, it is much faster than most people's cultivation speed?

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

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

I vaguely remember that in the original work, the mistress's father left and had a formal relationship with Xiao Wu - brother and sister.

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

Wang Feng looked at the small village with smoke rising in the distance, and his eyes suddenly became a little ethereal.

Holy Soul Village.

"Hey, mistress, your village seems to look pretty good..."

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

One year, it seems that there has not been much change to this small village. The water from the small stone pillar fountain in the center of the village entrance is still clear.

Occasionally, a few villagers were returning from the door carrying various kitchen utensils and working.

Sometimes, he followed a few naughty children, chatting and noisy.

"What is the stone pillar in the middle? Are there two handprints on it?"

Xiao Wu jumped over and asked while looking.

"It's Brother Feng's masterpiece... A few years ago, our Holy Soul Village was still very barren. It's not like now... There are clean rocky roads and beautiful fountain gardens..."

Tang San walked over and explained with a smile.

At this moment, several sounds suddenly sounded in the distance:

"Miss San, Xiao Feng, why are you back?"

The old and familiar figure came from a distance, and it was Old Jack.

After not seeing each other for a year, Wang Feng found that there were more wrinkles on Jack's face, and time made people grow old.

"It's winter vacation, come back early."

Wang Feng walked over and supported Old Jack.

"You kids are so far away!"

Old Jack glared at Wang Feng, "But, it's good to be back."

As he said that, Old Jack suddenly looked at the mistress, opened his mouth, hesitated and said, "Miss San, your father..."

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

Tang San said excitedly, and then took Xiao Wu toward the blacksmith shop.

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

"…Uncle Hao should have left, right?"

Wang Feng suddenly said.

"Well, I'm leaving...how do you know?"

Old Jack nodded and replied subconsciously: "Well, I'm leaving... Xiao Feng, how did you know?"

Wang Feng did not answer, but just helped Grandpa Jack walk to the blacksmith shop, watching Tang San dazed inside.

"Tang Hao is really irresponsible..."

Old Jack said angrily, "After handing the letter to me, he left directly, regardless of Tang San's feelings... I'll hand the letter to Tang San."

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

Wang Feng thought to himself, Uncle Hao must have visited the mistress, right?

However, with Uncle Hao's temperament, it is unlikely that he will directly look at the mistress in person. He is probably watching secretly in a corner.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng walked in, looked at Tang San with a look of loss, and said:

"Missary, in fact, Uncle Hao must have been to Notting City to see you."

Upon hearing this, Tang San was stunned.

"Really, I see it occasionally. He came several times and was secretly watching you. Sometimes, when you were working, sometimes when you were in class..."

Wang Feng smiled and said, "So, you don't have to be sad. Uncle Hao is very concerned, but it may be that for some reason, I don't want to meet you."

Hearing this, Tang San's eyes were slightly sore.

"I understand, thank you Brother Feng."

Wang Feng waved his hand and said:

"Then I'll go back first, you and Xiao Wu will clean up your home first."

As he said that, Wang Feng helped Old Jack walk out.

Wang Feng walked along the village, and most of them brought some small gifts. After doing these things, Wang Feng came to the woods that he had never known for a long time.

Although it was only more than a year, Wang Feng seemed to have the illusion of being like a dream that he had passed away.

There were too many tears he left at that time in this woods.

Touching the familiar big trees and the various trap marks left on it, stepping on the creaking branches and weeds under your feet.

Wang Feng cut off a piece of blue silver grass, held it in his mouth, chewed it slightly twice, and sighed:

It's really where the dream begins.

After a while, Wang Feng suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell in front of him...

Jiji...

The rough and familiar sings made Wang Feng feel like he was traveling through time.

On the ground in the distance, a small blue bird was lying, twitching at this time, and blood was still left on its body.

It's small, but it's actually very big, at least half of Wang Feng's size.

but…

Wait, why am I so familiar with this scene?

Wang Feng looked at the little blue bird and was shocked:
Chapter completed!