After Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, Tang Hao and others retreated, Chen Xin also fell from high altitude on Seven Killings Sword.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi quickly stepped forward to greet him and asked:
"Uncle Jian, the movement behind has stopped. What is the specific situation?"
Chen Xin put away Martial Soul and said slowly:
"Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo of the Spirit Hall personally led the team and headed towards Tang Hao's Son Tang San at the end of the motorcade."
"Those two guys almost killed Tang San on the spot."
"Tang Hao showed up at the critical moment and drove them away with Clear Sky Hammer. Seeing that they couldn't take advantage, the two Juguis had already fled over the mountain."
"Tang Hao Seeing that the danger was over, he also retreated without stopping."
Ning Fengzhi looked a little subtle after listening, and shook his head helplessly:
"So that's what happened."
"But Tang Hao is really big-hearted. After making such a fuss, he still allowed his son to go to Spirit City to participate in Soul Master Tournament."
"Isn't this obviously meant to be sent to the wolf's den?"
Xue Qinghe, who was standing aside, said calmly:
"Teacher, there is no need to worry too much about them."
"Spirit Hall is, after all, a transcendent force on the continent. All major sects and empires in the continent have their eyes fixed on Grand Finals."
"As long as the competition is held in front of Spirit City, Pope Hall will have to take into account the criticism of the major forces in mainland China. We must always act within the rules and will not openly attack the participating students in front of the Pope Hall."
"Even if that person is Spirit Hall's enemy, the son of Tang Hao."
Speaking of this, Xue Qinghe paused.
"But since Tang Hao has shown up, he will probably lurk in secret to look after Spirit City."
"Next, it depends on how the Spirit Hall executives plan to deal with this enemy."
Ning Fengzhi straightened his sleeves and agreed:
"What the prince said is absolutely true. Spirit Hall is a transcendent force after all. It naturally needs face. If you can't kill it secretly, you won't take action openly."
At this time, Xue Qinghe called the leader Royal Knights who was waiting nearby.
"Clear the gravel on the road, treat the injured, and the convoy continues to move towards Spirit City."
"As you command, Your Highness!"
The knight leader took the order and left, and the command quickly spread in the valley.
Basically, only Shrek Academy in the rear team suffered some losses, so the carriage was vacated for the Shrek Academy.
Immediately, the convoy set off again.
For the next ten days, the convoy never encountered any attacks again.
The checkpoints along the way were cleared early. When the defenders of the Spirit Hall saw the flag of the Heaven Dou Empire and the car of Xue Qinghe, they all saluted and let them go.
Ten days later.
The tall and majestic Spirit City wall appears on the horizon.
The entire city is built with giant granite stones, and the hundred-meter-high city wall gives people a strong sense of oppression.
Worthy of being the number one force in the mainland!
On top of the city, the unique flag of the Spirit Hall fluttered in the wind.
Royal Knights escorted the convoy and drove in slowly from West City Gate.
As Grand Finals is approaching, the city is heavily guarded. Patrolling Holy Emperor Warriors can be seen everywhere, all of them are Soul Masters above the fourth ring road.
The motorcade finally stopped in front of a large, extremely luxurious hotel in the west of the city.
The entire hotel has been officially booked by the Heaven Dou Empire and is specially used for the accommodation of participating team members and leading teachers from major colleges.
Xue Qinghe got off the carriage, turned around and said to the two people behind him:
"Brother Feng, Rongrong, after a long journey, Organizing Committee gave us three days to rest and have a good rest. However, you Imperial Fighting Team had a bye in the first round, so you will have one more day of rest."
Gu Feng nodded and responded:
"Brother Qinghe, I understand."
Ning Rongrong jumped out of the carriage with a brisk tone,
"Brother Qinghe, don't worry. Brother Feng and I will have a rest before we go shopping at the Spirit Hall."
Xue Qinghe responded and took his entourage to handle the official handover matters.
Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin also needed to meet with Spirit City's senior management. After giving Gu Feng a few words of advice, they left.
Ning Rongrong pulled Gu Feng and quickly walked into the hotel lobby.
The hotel lobby is covered with thick red wool blankets.
Gu Feng As soon as they finished checking in at the marble counter, footsteps came from outside the door behind them.
Yu Tianheng walked in the front, followed by Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Shi Brothers, Yu Feng and Osler.
Everyone was carrying simple luggage and looked a little dusty.
"Brother Feng! Rongrong!"
Yu Feng has sharp eyes and raised his arm to say hello from a distance.
Dugu Yan took Yu Tianheng's arm and walked forward. His eyes turned around the hands held by Gu Feng and Ning Rongrong.
"You two are quite fast on your feet. Driving in the prince's car is comfortable. Unlike us, we were bumpy in the cold wind all the way."
Ning Rongrong raised his chin slightly and hummed softly:
"Dugu Yan, who told you not to go find Brother Qinghe earlier to ride in the car? Our car is spacious, and there are hot tea and snacks."
Yu Tianheng shook his head helplessly:
"You two are the only ones who can make the current prince value you so much."
He straightened his expression and continued to speak:
"Just now we saw Shrek's group at the city gate, all with bruises and swollen faces. Yu Xiaogang was even carried in on a stretcher."
"You guys are in front, are you okay?"
Gu Feng responded casually:
"It's not a big deal, it's just a few thieves in black who wanted to rob Dao, but they were dismissed by the elders."
"The lottery will be arranged tomorrow Organizing Committee. Let's rest today."
Dugu Yan saw that he didn't want to talk in detail, so he stopped asking and just raised his eyebrows and joked:
"Okay, I know you two have been stuck together all the way, so go back to the house quickly."
Ning Rongrong's cheeks were slightly warm, he raised his hand and gently twisted Dugu Yan's arm, then pulled Gu Feng toward the stairs.
"Dugu Yan Don't talk nonsense!"
The two of them walked through the corridor and went straight to the VIP suite at the far end of the fourth floor.
The door opened, revealing a spacious master bedroom with a balcony, and a large soft bed in the center.
Ning Rongrong kicked off his shoes, threw himself into the quilt, and rolled around holding the pillow.
"After riding in the carriage for half a month, my bones are almost falling apart."
She turned over and her two white legs were dangling from the edge of the bed.
Gu Feng closed the door with his backhand, walked over and sat down next to her, and squeezed her soft calf.
"Just now, we were bragging to Dugu Yan downstairs about how comfortable the carriage was, and now we are falling apart again?"
Ning Rongrong propped himself up, leaned into his arms, put his hands around his waist, and rubbed his chin against his shoulder.
"In front of others, of course I have to support Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
She raised her face and said in a soft voice:
"Brother Feng, give it a massage, my shoulders are sore after being in the car for so long."
Gu Feng The palm of his hand gently slid down her back, and the warm Soul Power came out slightly, soothing the soreness and swelling in her meridians.
Ning Rongrong hummed twice in comfort, and the whole body pressed closer together as if there were no bones. The hair was scattered around Gu Feng's neck, with a sweet aroma of grass and trees.
Holding this warm-scented nephrite in my arms, the movements of Gu Feng's hands could not help but be a little heavier.
Ning Rongrong was keenly aware of his changes, bit his lower lip lightly, his cheeks turned red, but he deliberately put his leg on his knee and rubbed it maliciously.
"Brother Feng... Your heart beats faster."
Gu Feng looked down at her big cunning eyes and raised his hand to pinch the tip of her nose.
"Stop lighting the fire. Do you still want to get out of bed and go shopping Spirit City tomorrow?"
Ning Rongrong then shrank his neck, stuck out his tongue, huddled up under the quilt and closed his eyes.