Immemorial War God

As the fatty gnawed on the medicinal ingredients, he turned his head to look at Mo Feng and continuously expressed his gratitude.    

Mo Feng laughed nonchalantly, and took out another medicinal herb, then a pot of sweet rain water. The sweet rain water did not have much of an effect, only the taste was sweet, and could not be used to refine pills, but could only be used to brew wine.    

However, with these medicinal ingredients, the rain water would be able to create an incomparably sweet taste.    

Mo Feng poured the rain water on the medicinal ingredients and the water droplets slowly flowed through the medicinal ingredients. Half of the rain water was absorbed and the remaining rain water slowly dripped onto the ground in a beautiful arc.    

"Oh, oh!"    

The fat guy was chewing on the medicinal plant, his nose wrinkled, as though he had smelled the delicacy, he raised his head and looked at Mo Feng, his eyes staring straight ahead, his mouth filled with the urge to rush forward and grab the medicinal plant, but he was not willing to put down the medicinal plant in his hand.    

"Don't worry, it's all yours." Mo Feng smiled as he spoke, allowing the medicinal ingredients to continue absorbing the rain water.    

The fatty nodded his head, he continued to chew on the ingredients but his gaze continued to ignore Mo Feng.    

"Humph!"    

Seeing that the big fatty had woken up, Prince XVII was still excitedly eating his medicine. And Mo Feng was even more outrageous, unscrupulous in making delicious medicine, not caring about the serious situation in front of him, is he ignoring him!    

Prince XVII's face gradually darkened, his eyes flashed with a severe light as he spoke in a low voice:    

"Little sister, have you thought it over clearly? I'll count to three. If you don't hand him over, then don't blame me for being merciless! "    

"Three."    

"Two!"    

Hearing the Prince XVII's countdown, the expressions of Yuan Ding and the other two changed. They looked at the princess anxiously. It was time to make a decision.    

Even if Mo Feng had a way now, if the three of them did not cooperate, it would be impossible to implement it.    

"This …"    

The princess was suddenly stunned. She looked at the fatty with a look of disbelief. The fatty was slowly recovering from his injuries as he ate the medicine. His aura had also increased!    

Eating medicinal herbs can heal your injuries? How could there be such a miraculous thing?    

"One!"    

"Princess!"    

When Prince XVII finished counting down, the three of them were already jumping up anxiously, they were even about to rely on Prince XVII.    

"Brother Seventeen!"    

Princess Qian Qian was startled as well. She glanced at the fatty before turning her head to shout at Prince XVII.    

Seeing the princess so anxious, the Prince XVII smiled and said:    

"Little sister, have you made up your mind?"    

"Nope." Prince XVII's expression froze for a moment, and then immediately turned gloomy. After so long, he still hadn't thought it through, so why did he call him that? Was she playing with him?    

"Little sister, you forced me to do this." Prince XVII's face was cold as he slowly raised his hand.    

"Sigh …"    

Seeing the Prince XVII like that, the people outside the stone house shook their heads and sighed, there was no longer any leeway for him, but they did not understand, so what if he was abandoned, and he was not strong, so if they abandoned a burden, maybe they could increase their chance to ascend the throne, what could they do?    

"Wait!" Prince XVII was stunned. Everyone was stunned, what was going on now?    

"Brother Seventeen, I can't abandon my teammates. If you want to make a move, then do it." As she spoke, she put on a resolute expression, completely disregarding the matter of life and death.    

"But can you grant me a request?"    

Prince XVII was stunned by the princess' attitude. He didn't understand the princess at all, saying that his teammates were all just using relationships to make sense of the situation. Was this not a joke?    

"What request?" Prince XVII asked blankly.    

"We wasted too much energy to get him to come out, so he helped us a lot. Even if he failed, please let him eat his fill and then fail again." When the princess spoke out sincerely, the corners of Prince XVII's mouth twitched. What kind of logic was this? If they really were talking about teammates' relationship, wouldn't they just surrender for the sake of teammates' safety? What the hell was it to let that man eat his fill?    

Prince XVII couldn't figure out what kind of logic the princess was thinking. Not only him, but everyone else couldn't.    

"Hmph, little sister, since you said it like that, then it would be too heartless for an elder brother to refuse it. Alright, let him eat it, but if I'm dead from being too full, then don't blame me!" A moment later, the Prince XVII spoke out with a cold smile.    

It didn't matter how brilliant the princess's brain was. It was just a small request, and there was no harm in it. He had already given her a chance, but she was still stubborn. Even if she were to leave, those people wouldn't dare say a word to them.    

"Prince."    

But he agreed that the other guests behind him started to get anxious, they anxiously shouted for help, but Prince XVII immediately raised his hand to stop them, he knew what the guests were worried about, they were just afraid that after the fatty recovered his strength, he would fight with them again.    

From his point of view, he did not have to worry about this at all. In just this little amount of time, how much strength could the big fatty recover? He had recovered almost two incense sticks' worth of time before, and hadn't they nearly killed him in one blow? So he didn't have to worry about that at all.    

"Phew!"    

When she saw that the Prince XVII had agreed, the princess secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, they had put off some time, turned her head and saw that the fat man had pretty much finished nibbling on the medicinal ingredients, her eyes were filled with anxiety. Even though they were holding up, it wouldn't take too long.    

"Hurry up and recover your strength." The princess prayed for the fatty to recover his strength as soon as possible. Only by doing so could they have more hope of escaping.    

"Here."    

Seeing that the big fatty had already finished eating the medicinal plant, Mo Feng raised his hand and passed the medicinal plant in his hand to him. He glanced at the Prince XVII and immediately sent a sound transmission to the big fatty.    

"Sir, I have a method that can help us defeat them."    

The fat guy was still happily holding the medicinal ingredients in his hands, but when he looked at Mo Feng, his pupils shrank severely. Previously, he was unconscious, but hearing the princess's words, he guessed that Mo Feng must have had a way to deal with it.    

He had guessed that Mo Feng might have a way to let them escape, but he didn't expect that the moment Mo Feng opened his mouth, they would actually defeat Prince XVII and the rest. This was simply a fantasy. What a joke.    

Mo Feng seemed to understand the fatty's thoughts. With a faint smile, his lips moved slightly as he continued to send sound transmissions:    

"Sir, you should understand that this formation relies on coordination to unleash its power, but we can do this …"    

"Just who is he!?"    

After hearing Mo Feng's words, the fatty was already dumbstruck. The medicinal ingredient in his hand directly fell to the ground, as if he had lost his mind.