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Chapter 52: Hope


Murong Chen hugged Murong Feng, the despair on his cold face slightly faded, it doesn't matter, there is still hope, right?

"Oh, it would be great if the master is here.

The master can definitely save the second brother."

The small voice sounded again, with a tone of attachment and loss.

Murong Chen paused, and hope ignited in his heart.

"Where's Wu'er?"

Wu'er disappeared as soon as he woke up.

Then so many changes happened.

Now that there is no danger, Wu'er remembered the most important thing.

Wu'er can't make any mistakes.

Xueqiu'er was also confused beside her.

Only her master was not there now, and she didn't know where she was or whether she was also seriously injured.

The little purple body rises and slowly fades, the body flickers in and out, the small eyes are closed tightly, and spiritual communication is opened.

"Master, master" called Murong Wu.

"Xiao Xiao"'s voice was cold, but when he listened carefully, he seemed relieved.

"Master, where are you?

We haven't seen you since we woke up.

Are you okay?"

As soon as she received the reply, Xiaoxiao quickly asked about her situation, her tender voice filled with concern.

"Lingtian Palace."

Murong Wu's voice was calm.

Now that he had contacted Xiaoxiao, it didn't matter.

"We are in the World of Warcraft Forest.

Master, the second brother was hit by Taotie's special move and was seriously injured.

We don't know how to deal with it.

Master, what should we do?"

Xiaoxiao remembered something important, Murong Fengzheng's life was at stake. .

The voice on the other side paused, then continued, "There is one of the most common grasses in the Warcraft Forest, Yinghong, with red bamboo-like leaves.

Give him one leaf, leave a few pieces, and then take him out of the Warcraft Forest. , I will find a way to find you."

Murong Wu explained, no emotion could be heard, but no one saw the murderous look on her face.

"Master, how long will it take for the second brother to be okay?"

Xiaoxiao was still worried.

The master must have been seriously injured, otherwise he would not be able to stay in Lingtian honestly.

"Two days, tell the elder brother not to worry, the second brother will be fine."

Murong Wu thought for a while and told Xiaoxiao, two days was enough for her to recover.

Xiaoxiao expressed that he knew, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He closed the mental communication, and his purple fur was wet.

Sure enough, the distance was still too far.

Although he could communicate with his master, it took a lot of effort and energy.

Slowly opening the fox's eyes, showing exhaustion, Xueqiu'er lay next to it and looked at it nervously.

As soon as the owner saw that it was awake, Xueqiu'er quickly asked about it.

"The master is in Lingtian Palace."

The delicate voice was full of fatigue.

Lingtian Palace Murong Chen frowned, where is this place?

If Ling Tiangong were to visit him, wouldn't he be accompanied by a beautiful woman again?

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His purple eyes were flashing with red hearts, just like a little pervert.

The little physical exertion was too much, and he didn't even bother to look down on him.

His eyes were drowsy and his body was shaking wildly, as if he was about to fall asleep.

He stumbled and fell from the air.

Snowball, who had been observing, made a leap, and his little body as big as a palm actually caught Xiaoxiao.

You hit it too hard with the snowball.

Xiaoxiao reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at Xueqiu'er, then fell asleep without having time to say anything.

Although Zhu was making trouble, he still put Xiaoxiao to Murong Chen's place.

"Xueqiu'er, do you know where Lingtian Palace is?"

Before Murong Chen could open his mouth, Xiaoxiao had already fallen asleep, so he had to ask Xueqiu'er.

Xueqiu'er thought for a while and nodded her round little head, knowing.

"Well, then let's go pick up Wu'er."

After saying that, he gently picked up Murong Feng, then put Xiaoxiao in his arms, preparing to go to Lingtian Palace

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