After watching it for a while, Mo Sanci felt that the atmosphere on Feng Yi's side had become quite heavy, as if something particularly serious had happened.

However, Feng Yi's body was indifferent and calm, and it seemed very out of place.

Zhicun, who was also aware of this stark contrast, was obviously in a much better mood, and as soon as he was happy, he remembered that he had been plucked by a handful of feathers, which should have hurt a lot, and maybe even hurt.

He looked at Mu De, and Mu De looked at Zhicun in horror.

"Here you go, just apply it. Zhicunsai gave Mu a box of ointment, "Anyway, summer is coming, and you should change your moult." ”

Mu De's hand shook, thinking that the young man in front of him was going to pluck his hair again, and almost threw the ointment and ran away.

Fortunately, the boy just gave him a bottle of medicine.

Fortunately, he was calm enough to stand in place, and he didn't embarrass the patriarch and young master.

After a while, Mu De suddenly realized one thing: although the young man was in a good mood now, and he was better for him, he was not afraid of ten thousand, only in case, in case he was in a bad mood, and he would suffer again.

"Why don't I take you to the tent to rest for a while?" he asked Mo Sanci and Zhicun with a smile, "The patriarch asked me to prepare a tent for the gods, and you can wait for him there." ”

Mo Sanci could see that Mu De was afraid of Zhicun and suddenly changed his face, so he thought about keeping this "powder keg" away from the "fire source".

Anyway, there's no need to stand here, wait for Feng Yi to discuss the big things with those few and then ask Feng Yi, or take a step by step to see a step, anyway, if something happens, you will know if you see it with your own eyes.

As for the danger of the matter or any other unclear situation, this remains to be considered.

Anyway, she also felt that she should get out of here first, because she didn't want to see Zhicun do anything cruel again.

"Let's go. Mo Sanci said to Zhicun, "It's not a way to hang here." ”

Zhicun nodded thoughtfully.

Mo San sighed in his heart: It's really not restless at all.

Mu on the side didn't think too much, and when he saw that Zhicun agreed, he immediately put on a sincere smile and took Mo Sanci and Zhicun to the tent.

The camp tent is indeed very good, the appearance looks very strong, the carpet is laid inside, it looks very velvet, the velvet carpet is also embroidered with patterns, low tables, beds and other daily necessities are ready.

Zhicun sat down at the low table and poured water with a kettle, but he didn't pour it out.

He glanced at Mu De, who immediately took the kettle: "Wait a minute, I'll be back soon." With that, he ran out with the kettle in his hand.

This has left a big shadow.

"If you are so willful, you will be notorious. ”

When Zhicun heard this, his brows furrowed: "Is there one?"

Mo San resigned his teasing thoughts: "Guess?"

Zhicun lowered his head and smoked the cotton in the cushion one by one, with a tangled and confused expression on his face: "I can't guess." ”

"Then you'll have to think about it. ”

"Hmmm......"

Zhicun was entangled in the question of whether it would be notorious, thinking that if it was true, he would prepare a few more appearances and call a few more names, but the name Zhicun could not have notoriety, this was the name given by the master back then.

And he has put a lot of thought into this appearance, and he can't be infamous casually......

While he was thinking about it, Mude came with a jug of water.

"You drink water. As he spoke, he poured a glass of water for Zhicun and Mo Sanci.

Zhicun raised his head and looked at Mu De without blinking, and Mu De felt uneasy in his heart: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Do you think I'm bad?"

"Huh?" Mu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what Zhicun asked, and suddenly asked like this, he must have wanted to support him to say things like "you are good" and "you are not bad".

He was bold and said, "If you don't pluck my feathers, you'll be fine...... Exceptional!"

Zhicun's eyes lit up: "Okay, I won't pluck your feathers in the future, I must make a statue...... A demon as good as Xiao Mo!"

Mo Sanci, who was once again used as a "shield", thoroughly understood: in front of others, Zhicun would not call Fengyi a master, because Zhicun was afraid that he would discredit Fengyi.

However, at least there was a "good" word, and she was already very relieved.

"Well said! If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!" Mu De suddenly answered, and said impassionedly.

Zhicun looked at Mu De, and Mu De gave him a firm look of affirmation and encouragement: "You will definitely succeed!"

Mo San said in his heart: He won't succeed, he's not a demon ...... at all

Zhicun, who had already recovered his image, didn't have much thought, and nodded with a smile "um".

Mu De stayed with him for a while, Mo Sanci asked about the surrounding situation, and by the way, he also learned one thing that everyone here knows: the leaves of the withered leaf forest began to fall.

It's not uncommon for dead leaves to fall, but it's unusual for dead leaves to fall in the dead leaf forest.

After the fire was burned, the plane trees became dead trees, and the dead trees had dead leaves on them.

It is said that the dead tree does not fall, and the dead leaves do not fall.

Now that the dead leaves are falling one by one, and they no longer grow, it is the dead leaves that have failed, so next, is it time for the dead trees to fall?

However, she was more concerned about what was in the sycamore forest, so that the patriarch of the Phoenix clan could come here in person, and Yongyan, Zhou, Hagi Shinshan, and the demon world also came to represent them.

There may be other people on the other side, but they just didn't camp with these five parties.

To the north of the withered leaf forest is the Lost Forest, and the Yu Clan will definitely participate, but how much they will participate is another story.

Mu De didn't know much, but after talking about it, a monster came to him, saying that it was time to have breakfast, and asked him to serve breakfast.

After knowing that Mu had to leave, he asked Mo Sanci: "They won't let Master eat Lianshi, right? That thing is unpalatable." ”

"Probably not, probably just some fruit, or honey, fruit wine......" Mo Sanci said and was also interested in this, "Do you think the Phoenix clan will do some cooking?"

"Because they breathe fire?"

Mo Sanci couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly smiled after Mu De came with a plate of vegetables and fruits.

Mu De put down his things and said apologetically: "I'm going to the dry forest to explore some routes, and if you have something, you can find Xiaoxi next door, the monster who called me just now." ”

"Good. ”

Before Mo Sanci and Zhicun finished breakfast, there was a noise outside.

"It looks like it's snowing over there!"

"How can it snow!"

......

When they got to the outside of the tent, they looked out into the forest of dead leaves, and sure enough, they saw snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Let all the wayfinders come back!" roared a bearded, stocky man, as he signaled himself to the sky.

The other parties also used their own methods to transmit the retracted information.

The snow grew heavier and heavier, and soon it turned from a little snowflake to a goose feather snow, and the white snow covered the sky in front of him with an icy breath, as if it wanted to bury the dead leaf forest under the flawlessness of the snow.

The wind is blowing harder and stronger, and the snow has a tendency to come this way, and some broken snow has already been blown to this side by the wind.