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In the sky above the woods, as the hell demons roared, a gust of wind was set off, and flocks of birds perched on the old trees were frightening, and they flickered their wings and flew as if they were frightened.

Lan Feng stood on the back of the Hell Demon, looking at the sky in the distance with a calm expression, his fists couldn't help but clench tightly, he set out from Purgatory City, except for staying in the Demon Hunting City for a while, he never stopped halfway, and he had been on the road for almost a day and a night.

And during this day and night, Lan Feng did not eat anything or food, nor did he go through any rest, except for smoking a pack of cigarettes.

After experiencing the fierce battle in Demon Hunting City, although Lan Feng did not suffer any damage, his physical exertion was abnormal, and the Hell Demon did not rest much and did not eat.

Whether it was Lan Feng or the Hell Demon, they were both a little hungry and tired at the moment.

Lan Feng looked up at the horizon in the distance, took a deep breath, calmed his mood, and slowly released his clenched fist as he slowly exhaled the turbid qi.

"Let's go to the top of the mountain ahead and take a rest!"

For a moment, a voice full of exhaustion and hoarseness came from Lan Feng's mouth.

"Whew!"

As Lan Feng's words fell, the Hell Demon seemed to understand his words, and let out a scream from his mouth, flapping his wide wings and flying forward.

"Huh!"

In just a moment, the Hell Demon appeared on the top of the mountain with Lan Feng and landed.

"Whew!"

The body landed firmly on the ground, Lan Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air in his mouth, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then took out the Flame Green Dragon from his pocket, and quickly rushed into the dense forest in front of him, and began to forage.

After a while, Lan Feng came back with a cleaned pheasant and a bundle of dry firewood, sat on the side of the cliff and set up a fire and started the barbecue.

As for the Hell Demon, he ran into the jungle to find his prey.

Lan Feng sat on the edge of the cliff, lit the bonfire, turned his head, and fell into a long silence as he watched the sunset in front of him, the fading red glow and the continuous mountains in the distance.

He couldn't help but think of the scene of drinking with Chu Nan, Qin Yang, Ru Yanan, and the brothers of the Dragon Thorn Special Forces again.

At the beginning, they were full of youth and vitality like the rising sunrise, they cried together, laughed together, went to the knife mountain together, broke into the sea of fire together, said that they would find a quiet small county town to stay together after retiring, drink together on weekdays, fish together, sing together, laugh and watch the wind and rain together......

But that was only the day they were looking forward to.

Today, the large group of brothers who can hand over their backs to them are only a few scattered and are in trouble.

I thought that Chu Nan was already dead, but because of the design of the black devil, the appearance of the cold white tiger, and the news that Qin Yang and they tracked down, Lan Feng really thought that Chu Nan was still alive.

However, he never imagined that this would be the end.

It's all a machime set up by the Dark Devil.

He gave Lan Feng hope, but he made Lan Feng desperate.

No one knew the kind of pain that Lan Feng buried in his heart, he often laughed and teased, it was just that he was having fun in the suffering.

He thought that as he got to know more brothers, he would be able to forget the past, but he found ...... There are some things that cannot be erased or replaced.

Looking at the gradually sinking sunset in the distant sky, thinking back to the days when he had cried and laughed with Chu Nan, Qin Yang, Xiao Dengzi, Ghost Hunter, and Ru Ya Nan, Lan Feng's heart was like a stab.

Now there are only ...... left of their brothers It's just him, Qin Yang and Ruya!

But...... Now Qin Yang has fallen into the hands of the black devil, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

If Qin Yang had nothing to do, Lan Feng didn't know how to face it and bear the pain and blow of losing his brother again.

At this moment, Lan Feng really wanted to take a sip of wine to numb himself.

But in this mountain, there is no wine at all.

Not only did he have no alcohol, but even the only box of cigarettes left in Lan Feng's pocket was smoked by him.

Looking at the empty cigarette cases, Lan Feng sighed softly, tore the cigarette boxes to pieces, and then sprinkled them into the air, watching them quietly think about the bottomless mountain stream falling below.

Watching the confetti fall into the mountain stream below, until they disappeared, Lan Feng withdrew his gaze, he turned his head to look at the roast chicken that had been roasted on the fire beside him, although his stomach was hungry, he didn't have the slightest appetite.

Turning his head, he raised his head to look at the distant sky again, watching the setting sun fade from his sight.

"Drinking?"

At this moment, a familiar and magnetic voice sounded quietly, making Lan Feng slightly stunned.

When he turned his head to look, a handsome and slender figure appeared in Lan Feng's sight, which made Lan Feng stunned: "Wang Xiaoshuai, why are you here?"

Wang Xiaoshuai was wearing CK clothes, holding a cigarette in his mouth, holding wine in both hands, looking at Lan Feng's surprised and stunned appearance, Wang Xiaoshuai's handsome face couldn't help but have a shallow smile.

He didn't answer Lan Feng's question, but walked to Lan Feng's side and sat down, handed a bottle of Lao Baigan to Lan Feng's hand, unscrewed another bottle of Lao Baigan himself, and then put it in his mouth and took a sip without speaking.

Seeing this, Lan Feng no longer spoke, but also unscrewed the cap of the old Bai Gan'er bottle in his hand and drank it in a big gulp.

Both of them were drinking wine by themselves, no one spoke, sip after sip, bottle after bottle, and the wine brought by Wang Xiaoshuai gradually decreased and disappeared in the stomachs of the two.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured on the two of them, stretching their figures to the elderly.

The two shadows reflected on the ground, against the two silent faces, seemed to be the loneliness and desolation of the one.

"Smoking!"

After drinking the last sip of wine, Wang Xiaoshuai took out a pack of out-of-print Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket and threw it to Lan Feng, then took out another pack from his pocket, took out three, and lit them in his mouth.

And Lan Feng also opened the cigarette case, took out three cigarettes from it, lit them in his mouth, and then took a big gulp, letting the thick smoke envelop his heart and lungs and engulf him.

Time passed little by little with the cigarette butts falling down the mountain stream, and when Lan Feng and Wang Xiaoshuai finished the cigarettes in their hands, the sunset had disappeared without a trace, and stars appeared in the dark sky.

Throwing the cigarette butt casually in front of the mountain stream, Wang Xiaoshuai turned his head to look at Lan Feng, who was silent on the side, smiled slightly, and a faint voice came out of his mouth: "How is it?

Hearing this, Lan Feng nodded lightly, raised his head to look at Wang Xiaoshuai, stretched out his palm to wrap his shoulder, slapped it twice, and a deep voice came out of his mouth: "Thank you!"

After some venting, Lan Feng's mood finally improved a lot.

"Thank you, Mao! Who let us be brothers?"

Hearing Lan Feng's words, Wang Xiaoshuai stretched out his palm and patted Lan Feng's shoulder heavily, and said with a smile.

"Brother?"

Looking at Wang Xiaoshuai's appearance, Lan Feng smiled and nodded.

Then, the two fell silent again.

There are some things, some feelings that cannot be expressed in words.

"Tsk, this roast chicken is so fragrant, it looks good. ”

After a short silence, Wang Xiaoshuai seemed to smell something, turned his head and looked at the roast pheasant that was a little charred on the fire, and said with a smile.

As Wang Xiaoshuai's words fell, he stretched out his palm to take the roast pheasant off the fire, then tore off half of it and handed it to Lan Feng's hand: "Boy, the technique is good, I will laugh at this half...... No, I have twelve wives now, and that's not enough to eat, Blue Maniac...... Let me tell you, when we go back, we will have to go to the picnic a few times, and when the time comes, you can roast a few more pheasants, otherwise I won't have enough wives to eat......"

Looking at Wang Xiaoshuai's somewhat funny appearance, hearing his words, Lan Feng couldn't help but smile, picked up the roast pheasant and put it in his mouth to eat.

Wang Xiaoshuai also took the roasted pheasant and began to gnaw on it, and he ate it with relish.

Three times five divided by two, Wang Xiaoshuai finished the roast pheasant in his hand, burped, and then stared at Lan Feng, who was eating with a fragrant roast pheasant, with his appearance...... It's just funny to the extreme.

"That...... Blue maniac, why don't you bake another one?"

Looking at Lan Feng, who was eating with relish, Wang Xiaoshuai swallowed his saliva with difficulty, looking greedy, and a faint voice came out of his mouth.

"Roast your ......"

Hearing Wang Xiaoshuai's words, Lan Feng threw the gnawed bones at him and said with a smile.

"Cut, if you don't roast, you won't roast, you really think that this roasted pheasant is not very delicious, tell you...... If it weren't for Uncle I, who was busy traveling for several meals and didn't eat, and I was almost hungry like a fool, Uncle Ben wouldn't have eaten your roasted pheasant. ”

Wang Xiaoshuai stood up, crossed his waist with one hand, and said very arrogantly.

"Then I'll roast another one, and you won't eat it for a while." ”

Seeing Wang Xiaoshuai's appearance, Lan Feng couldn't help but smile slightly, stood up, and said with a smile.

As his words fell, he walked towards the dense forest ahead, and a roasted pheasant had indeed not been able to eat.

Lan Feng knew very well that there was probably a fierce battle to fight in the future, so he had to eat enough and save enough physical strength before this.

"Hey...... Don't...... Blue madman, let me tell you...... I was kidding, really...... I'm kidding, this pheasant tastes so good, I want to eat it......"

Hearing Lan Feng's words, Wang Xiaoshuai, who was originally proud and arrogant, suddenly withered, and while following Lan Feng, he said,

"Hey, Blue Maniac, don't go so fast, I'll go with you...... If I shoot a few pheasants, you can roast a few pheasants, do you think it's okay?"

Soon, the two disappeared into the night.