Three months have passed, and for nearly a hundred days, Yi Feng and Mu Yunqing have lived a life of isolation. And Yi Feng's injuries have almost healed after this period of recuperation, and he is just waiting for the man's return at the moment.

The turn of time ushers in the winter of snowflakes.

At this moment, Yi Feng stood in the courtyard, his steps were ethereal, and his punches were blowing. The scattered snowflakes did not lower Yi Feng's enthusiasm, and his ruddy complexion was differently handsome.

Mu Yunqing and Ling'er stood under the eaves and looked at the handsome figure, their faces flushed. It's cold, or it's exciting.

Yi Feng began to swing his fists and swings whenever he could barely move his body, wanting to use this to make his body recover as soon as possible. And with the foundation of martial arts and unremitting training, even if he was so close to death, Yi Feng recovered seven or eight times out of ten in 100 days.

Closing his palms and exhaling, Yi Feng patted the snow on his shoulders and turned his head to look at Mu Yunqing and the others. Mu Yunqing smiled when she saw Yi Feng, but the snow scene was so overwhelming.

Yi Feng was stunned for a moment, staring straight at Mu Yunqing without taking his eyes off it. Mu Yunqing was so shy, she glared at Yi Feng and turned around and fled back to the house.

Ling'er saw Yi Feng and Mu Yunqing on the side, and she only felt a sour feeling in her heart, and looked at Yi Feng with her small mouth pursed.

Yi Feng also felt Ling'er's gaze, smiled awkwardly and turned around and fled out of the courtyard.

Ling'er looked at the empty courtyard and felt even more aggrieved, and Jade Foot kicked the snow on the ground fiercely.

Yi Feng escaped from the courtyard and turned around to see that Ling'er didn't come out, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Yi Feng naturally knew that Ling'er had a good impression of him, and he also knew that it was just a little girl's fantasy of love at the beginning of her love. Mu Yunqing once told Yi Feng that Ling'er liked Yi Feng only because of Yi Feng's handsomeness. Yi Feng knows that he is not a good person, and he has hurt Mu Yunqing many times in the past, and he only hopes that Ling'er can find his true love when he is a few years older.

Looking at the few peaks of the Eighteen Peaks of Lianyun that were faintly visible in the distance, Yi Feng suddenly had the idea of taking another look.

Thinking in his heart, Yi Feng also began to go to the sect master peak of the Heavenly Machine Sect, the place where he once lived. I still remember that when I was hunting for treasures, the old man only talked about the eighteen peaks of Lianyun, and said that the status of the main peak was transcendent, but he never mentioned the name. Or maybe the old man didn't know it, so Yi Feng gave it the name of "Sect Master Peak", which was easy to understand.

Entering the scope of the Heavenly Machine Sect, it was no longer as peaceful as the place where Yi Feng and the others lived. There was an endless stream of treasure hunters, which made Yi Feng a little disgusted. But the Heavenly Machine Sect is already in the past, and Yi Feng is just going with the flow.

At the foot of the Sect Master's Peak, an old man was talking, while the treasure hunters were sitting around and listening carefully.

Yi Feng saw that it was the old man, so he also stepped forward to listen.

"This Heavenly Machine Sect can be described as strong and prosperous back then, and the Eighteen Peaks of Lianyun ......"

Listening to the old man's remarks, Yi Feng couldn't help but wonder. What the old man said today is no different from what he said by the campfire that day.

Watching the old man take the wine gourd handed by the treasure hunter, take a sip and continue to talk, Yi Feng felt that the old man was just trying to cheat the wine and drink.

Not wanting to listen to the old man's words anymore, Yi Feng prepared to turn around and leave. Suddenly, a "little brother!" stopped Yi Feng's steps.

When he turned around, he saw that the old man was waving to him, and Yi Feng also returned to the old man's side in confusion.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I will not say much when I am old today, I hope you will forgive me. The old man confessed to the people sitting around. And everyone only complained a few words and left in twos and threes.

Yi Feng saw that the old man had dismissed everyone, and couldn't help but look at the old man suspiciously, waiting for an explanation.

The old man touched his beard and smiled: "Actually, I stopped the little brother just because I said that the little brother didn't find the treasure that day, but the little brother insisted on going down the mountain." And today's goodbye little brother naturally verified the conjecture of the old decay at that time. ”

Yi Feng looked at the old man's smug appearance, and was speechless for a while, so he was about to turn around and leave.

The old man hurriedly grabbed Yi Feng and said, "You haven't said that I am worthy of the four words of foresight." ”

Yi Feng reluctantly snorted.

"Insincere!"

"Deserved. ”

"Your voice ......"

Yi Feng didn't want to explain, so he turned around and left.

The old man did not stop Yi Feng again. When he saw Yi Feng walking away, he suddenly shouted: "Little brother, since you know that I am far-sighted, I wish you can find the treasure this time." ”

The old man's words made Yi Feng's pace speed up a little.

On the way to the peak of the Sect Master, Yi Feng couldn't help but recall the old man. I just think that the old man's smugness makes people laugh, but he is a wonderful person.

In this way, Yi Feng's originally heavy mood was stirred up by the old man, but it was a lot easier.

On the top of the peak, the eyes are still broken and remnants. The only difference is that the white snow covers it, covering the grass and hiding the desolation.

Yi Feng stepped forward to find one, swept away the snow and sat on it.

Regardless of the cold, Yi Feng sat down cross-legged directly.

For a long time, the snowflakes were still drifting down, dyeing Yi Feng's hair white, accumulating on Yi Feng's shoulders and soaking Yi Feng's robe. But Yi Feng still didn't care about it, looking at the scene in front of him for a long time.

If there is no memory, it is blurred, if there is no thinking, it is pale, there is no great compassion, it is false. Only empty eyes were left looking at the broken stele.

He sat thoughtlessly and emptyly, his white robe as if he blended in with the snow around him. It's not the unity of heaven and man, it's just a simple daze, that kind of stunned feeling.

Mu Yunqing also came to the peak with an umbrella. Seeing Yi Feng sitting cross-legged, he shook the snow on the umbrella and walked to Yi Feng's side gently.

The drifting snow did not fall on Yi Feng again, and Mu Yunqing's slight breathing woke up Yi Feng, who was distracted. Yi Feng looked up at Mu Yunqing, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"The teahouse owner is back. Mu Yunqing said softly to Yi Feng.

Yi Feng heard this, and hurriedly got up.

Mu Yunqing looked at Yi Feng dotingly, stood on tiptoe and reached out to gently pat the snow off Yi Feng's head and shoulders.

Yi Feng looked at Mu Yunqing's eyes and smiled knowingly.

"Gone?" After the snow on Yi Feng's body was cleaned up, Mu Yunqing asked.

Yi Feng nodded and took the umbrella from Mu Yunqing's hand.

After going down the mountain a few steps, Yi Feng looked back at the broken monument, and then at Mu Yunqing. said in his heart: "Mother, in addition to revenge, the child has also found the person he wants to protect. She is lovely and gentle, she is very nice ......"

Mu Yunqing saw Yi Feng looking at him blankly, and lowered his head shyly for a while.

And this made Yi Feng come back to his senses, looking at Mu Yunqing's shy appearance, Yi Feng deliberately leaned into Mu Yunqing's ear and whispered, "Go." ”

The hot air hit Mu Yunqing's ear, making Mu Yunqing's little face flush, and she nodded shyly. Yi Feng was full of joy but stretched out his hand, Mu Yunqing smiled, and the two of them went down the mountain together with their ten fingers.