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Chapter 9 Warcraft Egg

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The news that Feng Aoran was leaving quickly spread throughout the Feng family. Feng Wuhen said a few polite words and said nothing more. Feng Aoran's current situation meant that she was originally going to leave, but now that she raised it herself, why would she be happy about it?

Why not?

Feng Aoran has no regrets about this family, it is just a place where he has lived for a while.

The only one who is uneasy is Feng Liang. Many people in the family are eyeing the position of the elder. Feng Liang has an upright nature and is afraid that he will be tricked by villains.

After packing his things, Feng Aoran went to find Feng Liang as promised.

The door of Feng Liang's room was half closed. Feng Aoran pushed the door in but did not see Feng Liang. She continued to walk in with some doubts. When she reached the back hall, she saw Feng Liang standing by the window. His eyes were a little red.

As if she had cried, Feng Aoran felt a little heavy. She didn't know how to comfort the old man. Maybe what she did was wrong.

Hearing the footsteps, Fengliang came out of his memories, wiped his tears, and said with some embarrassment: "I just suddenly thought of your mother. You know, I'm just relatively worthless."

"No, father, you are the greatest in my heart." Feng Aoran walked over quickly and hugged Feng Liang tightly. Feng Aoran's mother died in childbirth when she was pregnant. Now twenty years have passed.

Fengliang is still alone all his life. Loyalty is so precious to men in this era.

"Stop talking, come on, father has nothing to give you. What I want to give you today is what mother left behind." Feng Liang patted Feng Aoran on the head and pulled her inside.

Fengliang's bedroom is very simple, with a bed, a desk and no other furniture.

Feng Liang asked Feng Aoran to stand next to the desk, while he walked to the bedside. He gently twisted the decoration on the bedside, and a hole immediately appeared on the wall opposite, with a box placed in the hole.

Feng Liang carefully took out the box and handed it to Feng Aoran, "Your mother, who was the princess of the Xuanlong Empire, married me by chance. Unfortunately, I couldn't give her anything. This is what she left behind."

The monster egg is now in my hands."

"Xuanlong Empire? Warcraft Eggs?" Feng Aoran was a little surprised. She never thought that her mother would be the princess of the First Empire, and she also left a Warcraft Egg.

Possessing a Warcraft is the dream of all fighters. However, Warcraft is ferocious and very difficult to tame. The safest way is to hatch Warcraft eggs. However, Warcraft eggs are much more precious than Warcraft, unless you have the strength.

Background, otherwise it is difficult to have it.

"That's right, even the clan leader doesn't know about this. Keep it well. This originally belonged to your mother, but unfortunately it never hatched. Your mother once told me that this was born from a very powerful monster.

Eggs take a long time to hatch. I don't know if I can help you, but it will make you feel more at ease if you take it with me."

"Thank you, father. I will take good care of you. I will come back to see you when I have time." Feng Aoran hugged Feng Liang tightly again, and the father and daughter said goodbye.

After finally making up his mind to leave, Feng Aoran resisted the reluctance and left Feng Liang's room.

Standing at the door, looking at the prosperity of Feng's family, and thinking about the past three years of life, Feng Aoran took a step forward resolutely. She died again and again, but she still didn't die, probably because she was asked to create a miracle.

"Wait a minute. I'll go too."

After walking a few steps, there was a shout from behind. Feng Aoran turned around suspiciously, only to see Feng Ye following up with a bag on his back. This guy wanted to kill her not long ago, so why is he so fussy now?

's following.

"Wait, don't ask me why you're following me. I'm not worried about you taking Ao Ran's body with you. Since Ao Ran can't come back for the time being, I have to protect you. Although I don't know who you are, there's nothing you can do about it now.

Protect Aoran well, so accept my protection obediently."

When Feng Ye saw Feng Aoran wanting to speak, he immediately reached out to stop him and explained his intention preemptively.

Feng Aoran glanced at him, with a smile on her lips: "I never refuse followers."

"Then we are in the same boat. Tell me who you are and I promise not to tell anyone." Feng Ye followed up with a smile and put his hand on Feng Aoran's shoulder.

Feng Aoran smiled and said calmly, "I am Feng Aoran."

Somewhere in the manor, Feng Wuhen stood with his hands behind his hands. In front of him stood a man completely wrapped in a black robe, with a crescent moon embroidered with golden silk thread on the sleeves of the black robe.
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