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Feng Liancheng and Long Qingyu had always been paying attention to Feng Lai and Feng Ming, as they were afraid that if they found out about this, they would shock their will, but after seeing that this slap from Feng Zhi had such a miraculous effect, the two of them relaxed.

This was also the reason why the clans that knew of the secret were keeping these things a secret.

It was a good time for the young people to go up. If they let their hearts be weighed down by so many heavy things, it was likely that their path to becoming experts would become even more difficult. Not to mention sprinting towards the Martial God, it was even more likely that they would not even be able to reach Martial Saint.

Feng Liancheng and his wife could only hope that Feng Zhi had a way to bring Feng Lai and Feng Ming back to normal.

As for Feng Lai and Feng Ming, after getting slapped for no reason, both of them felt that it was very strange. Feng Ming looked at Feng Zhi with a wronged expression, "Feng Zhi, why did you hit us?"

Feng Zhi rolled her eyes at the two of them, "It's not wrong to say that you two have no future, since you two have already submitted before even encountering any problems. If it really comes to that, wouldn't you all suffocate to death? Wasn't it just a barrier? Wasn't the purpose of its existence broken by someone? Wouldn't it be fine if I just throw a punch? "

Although Feng Lai and Feng Ming both knew that it was impossible for things to be as simple as Feng Zhi had said, for some reason, after hearing Feng Zhi's words, the two of them truly had that kind of confidence.

This...

Just thinking about it made him feel quite good.

Then, the two of them heard even more interesting words.

"Say it again …" Feng Zhi looked at her slender and white hands, then casually said, "Didn't I say that when I awakened the Phoenix Clan's bloodline, the will that was left in that drop of phoenix blood was told to me? I have completely attracted the power of the phoenix blood, and there is a high possibility that there is a phoenix body as well, hehe, I will attack the phoenix clan and force those feathered beasts to release a drop of their blood one at a time, and at that time, won't you guys worry about not being able to refine bloodlines?"

Feng Liancheng...

Long Qingyu...

Phoenixes …

Feng Ming...

Even Long Yan, who always felt that everything Feng Zhi said was correct, couldn't help but have black lines appear on her forehead at this moment.

He was telling him that one day, he would attack the Dragon Valley and force each dragon clan member to obediently give him their true blood.

However, no matter how unbelievable something was, as long as it came out from Feng Zhi's mouth, it would always make people have the power to believe it.

Therefore, they had to believe Feng Zhi's declaration for the time being.

Especially for Feng Lai and Feng Ming.

Amongst the three of them, although Feng Lai was older than Feng Zhi by a few years, Feng Zhi was actually the backbone of their group. She didn't even need to do anything;

This, was probably the skill that Feng Zhi possessed.

Feng Lai smiled at Feng Zhi, "Since that's the case, let's climb up step by step. In any case, even if we fail, Feng Zhi will help us go to the Phoenix Clan to obtain true blood …"

Feng Ming's eyes sparkled as he nodded his head.

They were worried that they would give up on fighting Feng Lai and Feng Ming, but now that they were easily encouraged by Feng Zhi, they could finally relax.

It was only then that Feng Liancheng thought of another question.

Although the Alcohol Immortal, an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, loved alcohol, her taste was extremely cunning. If not for that, there would be many people on the continent who would search for wine in search of good fortune and not be able to lure the Alcohol Immortal out.

But, Feng Zhi had just casually brewed a few bottles of wine, and it actually attracted the Alcohol Immortal over?

Feng Liancheng was also an alcoholic. When he thought about that, the Liquor worm in his stomach seemed to lose control, almost drooling in front of so many people.

"Feng Zhi, what wine did you brew? Give your father a taste first!" Feng Liancheng couldn't suppress the impatience in her words at all.

When Long Qingyu saw that his husband could not stop from drinking, she looked at him accusingly. However, Long Qingyu was also very curious about the wine that she made, so she did not stop Feng Liancheng and only looked at him to see what kind of alcohol he could take out.

"Hehehe" Feng Zhi laughed at Feng Liancheng, "Father, you must be relieved, it's better than your treasured Qingfeng Zhe by many times, don't be too shocked …"

With that said, a small jar of wine appeared in Feng Zhi's hand.

Even if there was still a seal on the jar of wine, but for a alcoholic like Feng Liancheng, how could such a small seal possibly stop him from smelling that peerless taste of wine?

The tip of his nose twitched for a moment, and Feng Liancheng took a deep breath. Just by smelling the smell of the wine, he started to feel intoxicated, "As expected, it's a good wine!"

With that praise, Feng Liancheng hugged the jar and was about to pour it into his mouth.

However, after looking at the small jar that could only hold one kilogram of wine, he reluctantly put it down and ordered Feng Ming to find a small wine cup for him in the kitchen. He carefully poured himself a cup of wine and then carefully drank it all up …

Long Qingyu watched from the side and the corner of her mouth twitched.

If someone who didn't know anything saw this, they would probably think that Feng Liancheng was drinking some kind of life-saving medicine.

Then, he looked at Feng Liancheng. After drinking the wine, his face flushed red, and even his eyes became a little blurry.

Seeing Feng Liancheng like this, Feng Zhi was not surprised at all.

Drunken Immortal Realm was a place where even immortals could fall drunk. Although it was possible to have an exaggerated reaction, it also meant something, for Feng Zhi to know when to drink, she was not weaker than Sword Saint by much, thus Feng Liancheng's reaction was not strange.

When you compared the two jars of wine that Alcohol Immortal had drunk without incident, you could tell how powerful that Alcohol Immortal was.

Feng Liancheng had only drank this small cup of Drunken Immortal Drunken Wine, it was not that he did not want to drink anymore, but he had gathered together to drink such a small jar, if he drank it all in two or three gulps, where would he go to find such a good wine in the future?

In Feng Liancheng's opinion, the Drunken Immortal Lamp was not only a peerless wine, but after drinking it, it could also make people feel that it was beneficial to her body. This wine was even better than the wine that Qing Feng drank while being praised widely in the Profound Martial Continent, and such wine should be extremely valuable, even if Feng Zhi brewed it, Feng Zhi would definitely not have much in her hands.

As a result, he did not even bother to ask if Feng Zhi had any more wine in her possession, as she was only holding onto the jar, afraid that Feng Zhi would snatch the wine back with a slight movement.

Feng Liancheng didn't doubt that Feng Zhi could do such a thing.