Chapter 687: Cheng Feng (Supplement 1)

Lin Qingyao glanced over and saw an unkempt and dirty man appear in front of her.

I don't know how long it hasn't been treated, the hair has grown to the ankles, and the dirt sticks together, blocking the whole face.

The whole person is thin and dry.

If it weren't for the tattered clothes on his body, which proved that he was still a person, Lin Qingyao would even feel that what kind of monster this was!

He dragged his gray hair and walked over step by step.

Lin Qingyao opened the formation and let him in.

He hesitated and walked in.

Lin Qingyao stretched out her hand and handed over the things in her hand.

It was a green spirit fruit.

The monk was slightly stunned, and his hand trembled and stretched out.

Lin Qingyao observed this monk and was slightly shocked, this is a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage!

Although there is no aura or aura around him, if you look closely, you can still see that this is really a monk in the infancy stage!

He grabbed the Qingling Fruit in Lin Qingyao's hand.

At this moment, Lin Qingyao saw that there was not much flesh and blood on the monk's hands, and the white bones of the forest had been exposed.

At first glance, you can see that this monk did not know how much he had suffered.

He directly stuffed the Qingling Fruit into his mouth.

I don't know how long it has been since he has eaten the Qingling Fruit, but he actually swallowed it in one gulp.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The core of the Qingling Fruit is not small, so it naturally choked this person.

He coughed violently a few times before he coughed out the pit.

Followed by. Lin Qingyao felt that there was a kind of longing leaking from this person's gaze.

Lin Qingyao took out several other spirit fruits from her storage bag and handed them over.

The monk took it all and ate it in large gulps.

But this time. The monk was not in such a hurry as he had just been, and although he ate quickly, he finally knew how to spit out the pit.

Several people looked at the monk and looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

After he finished eating, he looked at Lin Qingyao again.

Lin Qingyao hesitated for a moment, and then took out a bunch of spirit fruits.

This spirit fruit is for Lin Qingyao. It's not an unusual thing.

The monk took a bite at a time...... One bite at a time...... I ate dozens of them without stopping.

This time, An Tong was distressed when he looked at it.

In the Lost Land, every spirit fruit is precious!

What if the monk is allowed to continue eating, but he is gone? To know. Each of them eats one or two pieces a day, which is very economical.

This time, the monk was probably really full.

Looking at the last spirit fruit left in his hand, he put the spirit fruit into the storage bag.

This left everyone a little speechless. Not only eating? And to take?

It was at this time. The monk's body suddenly flashed with murderous intent.

Lin Qingyao felt this killing machine, and secretly held the array disk, if this monk really wanted to use the killing machine, then she would not be polite!

Of course, this is a monk in the infancy stage, but there is a formation, and she will not let him please him! What's more, this monk looked like he was withered, and the spiritual power on his body was dry. Even if you eat those spirit fruits, I'm afraid you won't be in your heyday!

Naturally, she wasn't afraid of this monk!

But soon. The killing intent on the Yuanying Monk went down.

He said intermittently, "You give me something to eat...... Is it good...... Person. I won't...... Do it to you. ”

Lin Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief, this monk still knew that he couldn't take revenge.

When she met such a person in the Lost Land, she still didn't want to fight.

"This old-timer...... What's your name? Why is it in the Lost Lands? Lin Qingyao asked tentatively.

The Yuanying Monk patted his head and said, "Who am I?" Old-timer? I...... Not old. ”

As he spoke, the infant monk brushed the hair back from his face.

Lin Qingyao and the others saw the true face of this person clearly at this moment.

He looks like he is about thirty years old, and he can be regarded as a sword eyebrow, but he is as thin as that skin and bones, and there is a chaotic blankness in his eyes.

Lin Qingyao thought about it, this monk didn't know how long he had been in such a place.

"My name is ...... What's my name? I don't remember. The monk's eyes flickered with a blank look, and he spoke.

Lin Qingyao sighed, this lost place is really a place that can drive people crazy.

"Sister Lin, I'm afraid this Taoist priest is crazy......" An Tong said in a low voice.

"Crazy? Front...... My name is Cheng Feng! The monk's eyes lit up, and he spoke.

Lin Qingyao glanced at An Tong, I don't know what to say, this can make An Tong confused?

But fortunately, this Cheng Feng is really a little crazy, otherwise which Yuanying monk would make people say that he is crazy and then not angry?

"Senior Cheng Feng...... My name is Lin Qingyao, and it's a pleasure to meet you. Lin Qingyao tried her best to show her kindness.

"Lin Qingyao? Good name. That Cheng Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

After saying a few words to Lin Qingyao and others, his speech became obviously fluent, not like just now, he would only repeat a word.

Lin Qingyao secretly thought in her heart, this Cheng Feng must have been in this lost place for a long time, and only himself, no one to talk to, no one to communicate, will become like this.

Not being able to meditate and practice in a lost place is not the same as retreat.

When you are in retreat, you just close your eyes and open your eyes, and for many years, of course, there will not be a situation where you will not be able to speak after this retreat.

In the lost land, I'm afraid that every minute has to be passed.

"Senior, you also entered this lost land by accident, right? Have you ever thought about leaving? Lin Qingyao asked tentatively.

That Cheng Feng's face suddenly became excited: "Leave!" I think! But it's been a hundred years...... For a hundred years, I haven't left! ”

Everyone heard Chen Feng say this. His face turned ugly.

This Cheng Feng actually said that he hadn't left for a hundred years!

And what about them?

Those who have a high cultivation may be able to survive for a while, but a monk like An Tong who has only built a foundation and has a limited lifespan. Even if you have survived a hundred years and gone out, most of your Shouyuan has passed, and if you want to advance, I am afraid it will be difficult.

and that Yuyao, looking at Cheng Feng's appearance, and then whispered: "I don't want to become like this after a hundred years." ”

Lin Qingyao said: "No! We'll find a way out! ”

"Can you find a way out?" Cheng Feng was a little excited. grabbed Lin Qingyao's arm.

Lin Qingyao looked at Cheng Feng's hand, sighed, and took out the healing medicine from her storage bag.

sprinkled on Cheng Feng's hand.

Cheng Feng's hand that had already revealed white bones. It was repaired at a visible speed.

Cheng Feng was slightly stunned, and finally glanced at Lin Qingyao gratefully: "Thank you." ”

Thank you this time, Cheng Feng said very solemnly, and he didn't feel crazy. Looks. This Cheng Feng is not completely crazy.

"Senior, you've been in this lost place for so many years, have you ever found anything?" Lin Qingyao continued to ask.

"Discovery?" Cheng Feng muttered to himself.

Lin Qingyao nodded: "This is very important for us to get out of here." ”

"Follow me!" Cheng Feng suddenly stood up and was about to rush out.

However, Lin Qingyao grabbed Cheng Feng at once and said, "Let's go out during the day." ”

As she spoke, Lin Qingyao gestured to Cheng Feng.

At this moment, outside the formation, there were already a lot of battle spirits flying.

Lin Qingyao's formation. It's not just a defensive formation, it's also a breath and concealment formation. It's not that powerful, but as long as it's inside, at least it won't be confronted by those war spirits.

The battle spirit, Lin Qingyao has already learned it, and it is very difficult to deal with!

If you go out this night, you will definitely be entangled by the war spirit.

Since Cheng Feng has a clue, he is not in a hurry.

She can also take advantage of this opportunity to learn something from Cheng Feng.

Lin Qingyao looked at Cheng Feng's appearance and said with a smile: "Senior, I have clothes here, you can change into one." ”

Cheng Feng's eyes lit up slightly when he heard the word clothes, and then said, "Okay." ”

Lin Qingyao directly took out the black cloth and began to thread the needle.

This black cloth was bought by Lin Qingyao when she was in Huaxia, and she bought several horses, and it was not a valuable thing, and it was used to make clothes, but Lin Qingyao was not distressed at all.

Cheng Feng looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and was stunned when he looked at it.

She was dressed in a light blue dress, the color was somewhat like the color of lotus leaves, and her black hair was half-loosely combed up, and a hairpin pinned with a unique willow branch on it, and there was no other ornament except this.

At this moment, a spiritual light flashed in her hands, and the black cloth took shape in her hands little by little.

The whole gray and lost place seemed to be brightened by her existence.

Cheng Feng felt that at this moment, he had forgotten that he was in this lost place that had trapped him for a hundred years.

After about a cup of tea, Lin Qingyao pulled the clothes in her hand and said with a smile: "It's done!" ”

When Lin Qingyao grinned, Cheng Feng was stunned.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?" Lin Qingyao took the clothes and shook them in front of Cheng Feng's eyes.

Cheng Feng came back to his senses and said, "Thank you for your clothes." ”

As he spoke, Cheng Feng took Lin Qingyao's clothes, and then, a flash of spiritual light flashed on his body, covering the whole person, and it didn't take long for him to appear out.

At this moment, he had already changed into Lin Qingyao's clothes.

Although he changed his clothes, Cheng Feng did not get rid of his wolf appearance.

He looked at his excessively long hair in embarrassment, and directly shaved it from the top of his waist with sharp alchemy. (To be continued......)