Leaving the council hall, Wen Yiming followed Hou Dakui to the mountain behind the village to wander all the way, Hou Dakui gave him a pill halfway, what is the specific name Hou Dakui can't say, it is said that Hong Xihou asked him to take the fifth autumn cross, it is said that Hong Tao has encountered a similar situation before, this pill was left in Lei Mingyuan by Ao Wentian, and there is not much left.

Half an hour later, Wen Yiming returned to the courtyard.

He knew a lot about the situation in Gangfeng Gorge, and the inhabitants of it were not only the four ministers, but also many other surnames, all of whom had been tested for thousands of years, loyal and reliable defectors, mercenaries and people in the army, all of whom were desperate. Of course, there are also many martial cultivators and family members left over from the original Qitangzhai who have hatred in their hearts.

Gangfeng Gorge is a hidden independent space, there are still stars and moon rotation like the outside world, seasonal changes, and the aura is abundant, endless, according to Hou Dakui, the population of Gangfeng Gorge is nearly one million at the most, but the aura is not weak at all; and there are many places full of sharp blades like Gangfeng all year round, which is a real treasure land for cultivation.

As soon as Wen Yiming entered the courtyard, he recruited all his teammates and informed them of the matters after the three days, so that everyone could try to keep the best state in three days, and learn more to improve the tacit understanding between teammates.

He called the fifth autumn girl into the room, and handed her the pill given by Hou Dakui to take it, he didn't understand the grade of the pill, anyway, the effect was surprisingly good, in less than an hour, the fifth autumn girl who meditated and absorbed the medicinal power recovered her cultivation, and there was a tendency to break through to the seventh layer of the Great Martial Arts.

After the fifth autumn girl left, he also entered the cultivation, and he wanted to recover his true yuan and spiritual power as much as possible within three days. He also spends an hour every day writing the manuscript for the formation of the natural disaster, as well as the rules for the dragon soul.

On the third day, he summoned everyone to the room and took out the dragon soul regulations for everyone to circulate.

They had heard Wen Yiming mention special forces before, and they were shocked when they saw the memory images of the military exercises he specially recorded, and hoped that the boss could form this so-called special forces as soon as possible.

After reading the manuscript, everyone immediately changed the title of the boss, and there was no resistance to the strange title of the instructor, anyway, it was enough to know that it was the boss in the natural disaster.

They all know very well that the natural disaster is imminent, and there are no rules, if even Wen Yiming's closest teammates are scattered like pawns of a peddler, what to ask for others.

Sai Yaren handed the manuscript to Wen Yiming, stood upright, and threw a military salute that made people laugh, and said: "Boss, no, instructor! When will you get us two sets of military uniforms to wear? I feel much more majestic than the black armor of the mad shadow!"

Wen Yiming was secretly funny, since these guys had seen the military exercises in the memory crystal, they often practiced military postures, and they never forgot the military uniforms, land combat boots, and camouflage uniforms inside, and asked Wen Yiming to put this matter on the agenda as soon as possible.

After a few perfunctory words, Wen Yiming went back to the room to continue practicing, and a group of shameless bastards took advantage of the excitement in the patio to start walking again, Yiqing shouted and played the role of an instructor in it, and pulled Zhong Xiaoshan in, seeing that the second monk Hou Erzhang who was waiting for tea next to him was confused, and secretly rolled his eyes, feeling that this group of people was also Jingyi's Fifth Autumn Girl was a normal person.

At night, Wen Yiming fully recovered, and he sat alone in front of the window in a daze when he had nothing to do, and the appearance of Shu Yilan and others came to mind again, making him uneasy.

As soon as he thought of Mu Jing and the others being tortured to death, he couldn't breathe in his heart, like a boulder pressing on his heart, and he felt as if his blood supply was insufficient.

He tries to restrain his hatred for the Shadow Legion, lest his emotions get out of control, and he doesn't want to be dependent on Pony and Fifth Fall, despite the presence of Pony and Autumn.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he took out the package Shu Yilan gave him, stared at the seams of the white robe on top, and the appearance of Shu Yilan biting her lower lip and holding back tears came to mind, as well as the pinholes on the pair of slender hands.

With a long sigh, he took out the letter inside, he had wanted to open it in the Valley of Dust Robbery, but it was delayed.

Take out a carefully folded page of stationery in the envelope, and there is still a lingering fragrance.

Gently unfolded the letter, the handwriting was beautiful, and there was a soaked ink halo on it, and he seemed to see Shu Yilan's tears.

The content of the letter was not much, and he could read it at a glance, but it made him feel melancholy and unbearable pain.

———— Yiming, I will treat Aunt Xian like a mother, waiting for you to come back!

He stared blankly at the short words on the letter page, and the blandness between the lines seemed to make him return to his childhood in Tongshan Village, where his mother leaned against the courtyard gate, but there was a melancholy woman next to him, looking forward to it.

The woman's smile flashed through his mind, and his memory was still fresh.

The first face of Poplar Town seemed to be right in front of him, and at that time he was still worried about a few gold coins, only to feel that her appearance was overwhelming, and nothing else.

The first time he stepped on the Twin Cities Square, the eyes of the two met for only a second, witnessing him enter the martial arts cultivation realm.

She touched her face, but it was a hot slap, and from that moment on, he felt sorry for her.

Pity, yes, the feeling of today may sprout under that slap, quietly growing without knowing it.

He knew when she had entered his heart, but he didn't know when he had opened hers.

It was she who saw at a glance in the ruins that she was not a blind monk, how familiar it must be to do it.

Outside the hatchery, thinking that heaven and man were separated forever, she cried and broke his heart.

However, the other woman failed to let her be alone with herself, did she hurt her heart?

Reunion again, relatively speechless, he could see her torment from her emaciated figure, no better than his own in the endless passage.

In the end, she left Shuangcheng and went to the northern frontier, she sent each other sadly, maybe she guessed in her heart that the two would never see each other again, right?

Wen Yiming felt a hint of red in his mind, forcibly stopped his memories, carefully put away the letter, and put it into the package.

picked up the snow-white robe, rubbed it, and seemed to see Shu Yilan densely sewn under the lamp and candle.

"Tomorrow I will take the first step to form a natural disaster, you and I will witness it together!" Wen Yiming choked up a little in his throat, muttered to himself, put on his robe, and lay down with his clothes.

Looking at the beams of the room and feeling the well-fitting clothes, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He knew that she had been thinking about him, otherwise how could she have come to the Northern Frontier when she had tried so hard to keep him in the Twin Cities.

However, he rarely thought of her, and even thought of Shu Jianfeng more times than her, and he felt a faint pain in his heart.

More than a month had passed since the news from Hui Lana, and he didn't know if Shu Yilan could wait for his rescue, this powerlessness made him want to slap himself.

One month! Wen Yiming secretly decided in his heart that after a month, he would rush to Demon Rock City no matter what, and if he really couldn't do it, he would go and beg the Treasure Pavilion to let the Heavenly Machine Alliance come forward.

With the decision, he felt much better.

Closed his eyes and muttered, "Senior sister, let's go back to the Twin Cities together!"