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Chapter 114 Chapter 113 Who threw the flash

Chapter 114 Chapter 113 Who threw the flash
As if an electric shock had passed through his body, Feng Xiuhu's hair stood on end.

Hearing that it was a woman's voice, Feng Xiuhu was so scared that he almost dropped the receiver. He had no time to think and cursed subconsciously.

"Who the hell are you?!"

wow——

Feng Xiuhu was so shocked that he didn't notice at all that the moment he opened his mouth, the telephone booth on the podium burst into an extremely bright light.

The light illuminated the entire hall. Everyone in the hall stood up in shock. In the uproar, they saw nothing but white in front of their eyes and could not see anything clearly, so they raised their sleeves to cover their faces.

Even Toverson Zhao and Cardinal Elder Vadracho in the second-tier stands were no exception.

Vadelajo narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on the podium, as if trying to see the scene in the phone booth clearly.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Such a fervent faith..."

The light was too dazzling, and Toverson Zhao finally closed his eyes. He replied, "As I said before, I haven't seen such devout believers in a long time. I'm afraid even the fanatics of the Temple didn't see such a scene when they first broke through."

"You're right."

Vadelajo muttered to himself, "There's no fanatic like him. It's incredible—no, it's not normal at all."

Vadracho stretched out one arm and opened his palm to the light.

He frowned and concentrated on feeling silently.

Toverson Zhao turned and looked over: "Is there a problem?"

Vadracho slowly opened his eyes and shook his head, "I only felt the surge of the mist... so pure."

"Only the most devout believers can cultivate such pure magic power - it's as if the God of Mist has personally bestowed this power upon them."

"His faith is not in question, and his piety is well-deserved."

Thorsen Zhao crossed his arms and bowed his head, saying, "Praise the Mist. In fact, I have long suspected that he must be a beloved child favored by the Mist. Therefore, before even starting his training, he was able to gain divine favor by praying to the Mist."

He was talking about the battle.

Vadracho nodded slightly: "Perhaps Lady Fengyu has also noticed his peculiarity."

Feng Xiuhu was not aware of what happened outside the phone booth, as his entire attention was on the phone.

The sound that shouldn't have appeared made Feng Xiuhu's mind a little confused. Between "Shi deceived him again" and "he was hallucinating because he was too nervous", he chose to ask directly.

"You are talking!"

There was no response on the phone. Feng Xiuhu became anxious and his heart was hanging in the air.

After a while, there was finally a response.

The female voice said, "Lebit Winna."

The erosion in his mind was silent, but Feng Xiuhu knew he couldn't stop talking at this time, so he skipped the thought step and continued to ask: "What are you doing?"

Leibit told him: "I was soaking in the bathtub, enjoying a rare leisure time, but your call came at an inopportune time. My intuition told me that I should answer this call..."

She was talking for too long, and Feng Xiuhu didn't dare to remain silent for too long, so he interrupted her directly: "Who's so kind as to install a telephone next to the bathtub?"

Leibit explained helplessly: "It has always been with me."

Feng Xiuhu made small talk: "You're talking on the phone and taking a bath at the same time. I think your safety awareness is a bit lacking."

Leibit was silent for only a second, but he didn't know that Master Feng's eyes were bloodshot with anxiety, and he shouted into the phone: "Don't stop! Say anything!"

Leibit said helplessly: "I have always been lucky."

"You are lucky, aren't you? The unlucky one is calling you right now."

Feng Xiuhu didn't know what he was talking about. He just knew that he could not continue.

Leibit took the opportunity to ask, "You seem to have forgotten to tell me who you are. That's really rude."

"You don't even know me?"

Feng Xiuhu made up a story: "My name is Lu Hongxi. I live in the upper district of Fancheng. I am the director of the planning department of the government office. I recently planned to build an elevator, but I have been repeatedly blocked. If you are willing to lend me fifty silver plates to help me make a comeback, I will definitely make you the elevator captain in the future, in charge of all the workers in the world..."

Leibit was puzzled: "Why should I manage the workers? What good will it do me?" Feng Xiuhu replied: "That's a good question. The Duke of Daguo should know the answer."

"Duke Daguo?"

Leibit thought for a moment and said, "Are you referring to that coward from Xuan Country who was blinded by ambition? Anyway, what exactly did you want to say when you called?"

Feng Xiuhu asked her back, "Can't I call you if nothing's wrong?"

He was so confident that he was confused by Leibit's question: "Well, it's not impossible, but basically no one does it."

Most of the people who were lucky enough to get through to her usually had something to ask of her.

But Feng Xiuhu didn't know that. He became angry and said, "Then why don't you take the initiative to fight me?"

Leibit stuttered, "Ah, is this convenient?"

"inconvenient."

Feng Xiuhu returns.

Mr. Feng really couldn't continue his story. He calculated the time and felt that it was about time, so he wanted to see what was happening outside.

So he turned his head suddenly, and when he saw it, he was almost blinded. He couldn't help but get angry: "Who threw it? Dodge!"

But Feng Xiuhu quickly reacted and shouted to Eclipse, "Big Chong, what are you doing so bright? Stop it!"

No response came.

Instead, it was Leibit who asked in the receiver: "Who are you talking to?"

Feng Xiuhu didn't have time to pay attention to her. He picked up the receiver and smashed it hard on his forehead: "Wake up! Wake up! How can you still sleep at this time?!"

"Hello? Hello? Lu Hongxi, are you still there?"

Lebit continued to ask in the receiver.

Feng Xiuhu used too much force and blood appeared on his forehead, which flowed down his nose.

Eclipse couldn't stand it anymore and yelled, "It wasn't me! I stopped a long time ago!"

Feng Xiuhu was stunned and looked at the receiver in his hand.

Leibit was very concerned in the receiver: "Are you okay? Who was that person who just spoke? His voice sounds familiar."

She could actually hear?

Without time to think about it, Feng Xiuhu understood the reason when he looked at the receiver in his hand. He didn't bother to respond to Leibit and hung up the phone.

The light quickly dissipated, as if it was taken back by an invisible force.

The hall was silent, and everyone was looking at the figure in the phone booth.

Feng Xiuhu pretended nothing had happened, with a blank expression on his face. He pushed the door open without saying a word and walked in front of Konate Chen.

Konate Chen's lips moved, but no sound came out. After hesitating for a few seconds, he pointed at Feng Xiuhu's forehead and asked, "What... happened to you?"

Feng Xiuhu didn't understand what was going on. He wiped his forehead with blood, and half of his face was stained red.

Feng Xiuhu gave Konate Chen a sinister smile. "I was so excited I couldn't help myself and kowtowed to the God of Mist a few times."

When everyone heard this, they immediately stood in awe.

This is too pious.

Konate Chen gasped. He hurriedly took out his silk handkerchief and handed it to Feng Xiuhu: "Wipe it quickly. If you need to rest, we can postpone the breakthrough ceremony for a while."

Feng Xiuhu took the handkerchief, his eyes firm. "That's not necessary. The God of Mist supports my faith, and my will is unbreakable."

PS: The God of Luck never dreamed that one day he would receive a scam call.

 Asking for a monthly ticket.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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