Chapter 1192 Wake Up
At this moment, the strange look in Feng Su's eyes made Ning Zhao feel uncomfortable, as if he had returned to the unforgettable pain when Mo Juechen first came to Lingshi Continent and saw himself as a stranger.

This kind of pain made Ning Zhao feel a little uncomfortable.She let go of her feet, ready to get down from Feng Su's arms.

It was only when both feet started to let go, but I felt that there were more hands on my back, and then one of them slowly rose and directly hugged her head.

"Zhaoer, you're here..."

It was Feng Su's voice, and Ning Zhao's familiar tone. Ning Zhao raised his head to look at Feng Su, and sure enough, he saw the familiar pet in those eyes.

"Feng Su, you..." Ning Zhao was a little surprised.

He was overjoyed by Feng Su's recovery. At this time, Feng Su put one arm around her back and the other around her shoulder, as if she was embedded in his arms.

"I haven't seen you for so long, Feng Su misses Zhao'er." Resting her chin on Ning Zhao's shoulder, Feng Su spoke tenderly and affectionately.

No one could have imagined that he was still so violent a few seconds ago that he could break a century-old tree with his bare hands.This meeting is so gentle.

"It's good that you're fine," Ning Zhao suddenly felt sore and swollen in his eye sockets, as if he wanted to cry.This kind of feeling that you are still there and safe after going through thousands of dangers makes her feel that she also has a fragile and soft side.

"Um……"

Holding Ning Zhao tightly, Feng Su turned around and strode forward, brushing shoulders with Feng Ming, Feng Yu and others who came in a hurry.

"What? What did I see? Wasn't this kid crazy just now? We couldn't control it? Why is it so quiet now?"

"Didn't you see someone in his arms? And it's a woman. Could it be that Mei Jiao'e suddenly descended from the sky and knocked him stupid?"

"Wucao, why does this woman look so familiar, she looks a bit like the one outside the mountain gate..."

The three old men of different ages looked at each other and smiled, then raised their feet to follow Feng Su in unison.

Just kidding, such a big news, how can you not listen to gossip?
As for the broken one, dozens of hundred-year-old trees were ignored, and Xiaobai on the only intact tree was also ignored.

"Fog grass! The young master is such a big object, yet it was ignored by others. It's fine for Feng Su to ignore the young master. He is just an abnormal person right now, but Feng Qingzi, Feng Ming, why are you all blind!"

Xiaobai wanted to cry but had no tears, so he jumped down from the tree with a whoosh, and then rushed forward.

However, everyone is tall and burly, with long hands and long feet, and his four short legs can't catch up.

When he finally found the courtyard, Ning Zhao had already been placed on a chair in the room by the wind speed.

And outside Feng Su's house, there were three old men lying on their stomachs.

"Zhao'er, why are you here?" Feng Su, who was awake, looked at Ning Zhao tenderly.

At this moment, he is pretending to be Ning Zhao with all his heart and eyes, and it seems that he can no longer pretend to be anyone, any other people and things.

But all Ning Zhao's attention was on his hands, and he directly raised his hands, which were already bloody.

Without saying a word, Ning Zhao mobilized the water spirit power to heal his injuries, and then held down Feng Su and fed him several pills of Peiben Guyuan.

"What's the matter with you? How can you not cherish your body so much!"

Knowing that it might be because of his unstable soul, Ning Zhao couldn't help scolding him, because the feeling of being frightened was really uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)

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