The wind family has practiced medicine for generations, does not like luxury, advocates simplicity, all the decorations of the wind valley are almost all wood-based, all the grass and trees can be used for medicine, in early summer, the sun is like fire, the wind valley is in the mountains because of the special geographical location, the valley is longitudinal and horizontal, the land is fertile, the vegetation is verdant, and because the wind clan is good at resisting the wind, so the wind valley is cool and pleasant all the year round, and even the animals that inhabit it are also complacent, and they are happy.

The Lingyun Pavilion of the head of the Wind Valley family is just a slightly larger quaint courtyard, Feng Mo looked at the familiar and unfamiliar courtyard, touching the things that his grandfather used in the past with his hands, the bellflower blooming outside the window is still swaying in the wind, and a few swallowtail butterflies are flying around the flowers gorgeously. "Auntie, here send someone to clean it every day, don't touch my grandfather's belongings, keep it the same, I still live in the mortal ......"

"Yes, the subordinates obey the order!" Aunt Feng Ling knew that Feng Mo was sad in her heart, and it was useless to say more, so she had to retreat and arrange for the fairy maid to do things.

Feng sat silently on the cloister outside the door, quietly looking at the tassel tree that my grandfather loved in the yard, the tall tree was already full of blooming flowers, full of silky white flowers, like a waterfall, pouring down, fragrant and charming. My grandfather loved to pick young leaves to make tea, and he had a special taste in his heart. Feng Mo twisted the smooth floor back and forth with his hands, "squeaky and squeak......"

"Oh no, don't do it, it makes my ears itch!" Han Bing bent down and jumped from the roof, like a bored monkey, one hand hanging on the eaves, his body fluttering, changed into a moon-white round-necked robe, hanging loosely on his body, he was born to look like a fairy, and he was tossed like a scoundrel.

"Silently, it's time to meditate and pranayama, and I'm going to go up the mountain for retreat from tomorrow......" Mo Qianchen also looked for someone to come over, and said as he walked.

Feng Mo turned around, Mo Qianchen was dressed in silver and red yarn and dragged with a collar, embroidered with a unicorn with gold thread on it, exaggerated and charming, with this bright eyes and bright teeth, the appearance of being as warm as jade was really out of place.

Feng Mo rubbed his temples and sighed, "The two of them are thousands of years old, and they have to grab each other's clothes to wear, is life in Wind Valley too boring, I told Aunt Feng Ling to find something for you to do, okay?"

"Feng Ling, get me some food to satisfy my cravings, I drink Linglu and eat elixir every day, and my mouth has no taste!" Han Bing jumped into the corridor, grabbed Feng Ling who came over to his life, and pushed and shoved Feng Ling to the small kitchen of the mortal residence. Feng Ling looked helpless, how could there be immortals who still had to eat every day, all of them drank Linglu and ate elixir, and occasionally made some mortal food once and a half, just to meet the occasion in the solar terms!

"Silently, I don't want to dress like this, I was forced to wear it by cold ice, and I can't beat him!" Mo Qianchen said with a hint of helplessness.

"Uncle Xu, what's going on? What kind of moth is Han Bing making trouble?" Feng Mo looked back at the corner, Feng Xu appeared sideways from the shadows, "A group of fairy maids go to the mortal residence every day to wait for Qianchen, and they are still discussing his words and deeds behind his back, and he is dressed up, and it happened that the ice master heard it, so he snatched Qianchen's clothes and forced Qianchen to wear his clothes. ”

Feng Mo put his hand on his forehead and ordered, "In the future, all immortals and maids are not allowed to watch and discuss others, and those who violate them will be banned for one year." Uncle Xu, you have to think of a way, if it goes on like this, Han Bing will even snatch your white clothes?"

Feng Xu thought that he was wearing a bewitching red dress, and couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly took the order to retreat.

Mo Qianchen also sat on the ground, silently feeling the fragrance of the courtyard with the wind, the fairy wind swirling, and the whole world seemed to be quiet, enjoying a rare moment of peace.

"Mo Qianchen, take off your clothes for Lao Tzu!" Mo Qianchen looked back at the cold ice rushing over in surprise, with a confused expression.

Han Bing saw that Mo Qianchen didn't take off his clothes, threw Mo Qianchen on the floor, sealed it with his hand, popped out the fairy qi, and instantly took off Mo Qianchen's clothes, revealing his strong chest muscles.

Feng Mo watched coldly, helpless, "Han Bing, what's wrong with you, aren't you going to eat delicious food?"

"Hmph, return my fairy clothes, make you stinky and beautiful!" Han Bing scolded, took off the white clothes on his body, and threw Mo Qianchen on him. Gu Zi put on the silver and red troll, and ran away with a smoke.

Mo Qianchen slowly got dressed, sighed, and laughed angrily, "When I fly to the immortal, I will definitely beat him up!"

Feng Xu hurriedly came to apologize, "Qianchen, I'm sorry for you!" was so anxious that he stomped his feet, "I deliberately let the fairy maid talk in front of the ice master, saying that Qianchen's red clothes look good today, and she looks better in the ice master!"

Feng Mo was speechless, looked at Feng Xu and the two, and said in a loud voice, "Go up the mountain early tomorrow morning to retreat and cultivate, and if you continue like this, Wind Valley will have to tear down the two of them!"

"Silently, the Mo family is born with a mystical physique, and it can be used in an endless stream of immortal power, if you can have a mystical physique when cultivating, you will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort, you have five points of the Mo family's divine sense, I don't know if you can convert the physique. Mo Qianchen said seriously.

Feng Mo sighed and said, "It would be best if there was a way to convert, but so far I still don't have the slightest memory of Mo Yue, and when I interrogate Han Bing tomorrow, as an immortal, he has experienced the power of Daigo, and there will definitely be a solution." ”

Mo Qianchen lay back, pillowed his head with his hands, closed his eyes, his ears were filled with the sound of bellflower tinkling and tinkling, smelling a slightly bitter taste, refreshing, his body relaxed and lay down, letting the wind blow his cheeks, and muttering, "Han Bing shouldn't come back to take off my clothes!"

Feng Mo didn't answer, quietly looked at Mo Qiancheng's handsome and dusty face, and had a lot of thoughts.

"Family Master, Elder Feng Shun has arrived," Feng Shu said.

Feng Mo got up and walked into the study in the side hall.

Elder Feng Shun was busy saluting, and Feng Mo took a hand, "Grandpa Feng Shun doesn't need to be polite, can the Liuzhou Wang family have any changes?"

"The thunder and lightning used by Yicheng are indeed from the Demon Dao, and it is the Demon Realm Magic Weapon Hook Pestle, and the Wang Clan has been hovering outside the Wind Valley Enchantment, but they don't dare to attack it. Feng Shun said, "Tomorrow is the season of valley rain, everything recovers, and the wind valley barrier is getting stronger and stronger, I don't think they can get in!"

"In order to ensure that the Valley of the Wind is safe, we should be careful, send more manpower to guard the fortresses, and then order the Mitani Division to hurry up and lay a few more layers of enchantments. Feng Mo arranged, "All the medicine boys will return to the valley and be ready to defend themselves against the enemy at any time!"

Feng Mo suddenly thought of something, "I was attacked by thunder and lightning, and when I was injured, there was blood splattered on Yicheng's hand, and his hand was black and zoomed, which is really weird! I think my blood may be the key to suppressing him!"

After finishing speaking, he twisted his fingers, grabbed a thin-mouthed porcelain bottle, turned it into a knife against the wind, slashed through his palm, filled a bottle, and handed it to Feng Shun, "Grandpa Feng Shun, you arrange for the Alchemy Division to make the blood into an anti-enemy pill, and equip each of the disciples of Wind Valley with one, just in case." ”

Feng Shun knew that the situation was serious, and he did not dare to slack off, so he was ordered to retreat.