"Hu'er, don't make a fuss, go over and apologize. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Ye Feng said with a displeased expression.

Mo Hu tilted his neck and turned his head sideways, with an unconvinced look, and the little black hand pinched his waist and didn't move at all.

Ye Feng frowned, he really wanted to go up and slap Mo Hu.

"Hu'er, do you dare not listen to me?" Ye Feng's expression became even more gloomy, his eyes rolled and he suddenly smiled weirdly: "My father said in the letter, while letting me take care of you, if you are disobedient, I can also punish you." Since you are unwilling to apologize for doing something wrong, then I will suck the vitality in your dantian dry, and it can be regarded as avenging the unjust soul that died in your hands. ”

As soon as Ye Feng's words fell, he suddenly raised his left hand and used the Yuan Absorbing Divine Skill to scare Mohu.

The distance between Mo Hu and Ye Feng was not too far, and the moment Ye Feng raised his hand, Mo Hu felt that the vitality in the dantian was a little uncontrollable, and there were slowly signs of surging out of his body.

This scared Mo Hu into a tremble, he was not afraid of fighting, and he was not afraid of everyone who was staring at him from afar. But he was really afraid of Ye Feng, afraid that Ye Feng would suck away his vitality.

"You...... Don't breathe in my breath, I ...... I'm going to apologize. Mo Hu panicked, pouted and ran forward a few steps, bowed to everyone, and said, "I was wrong, do you forgive me?" If you don't forgive me, I'll drag you all to the river and drown. ”

As soon as these words came out, they almost didn't make everyone angry.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, and secretly said that Mo Hu was apologizing? It's clearly a provocation.

But Ye Feng also understands that if he is really more serious with Mohu, no one here will understand what to do with Mohu.

In the end, Ye Feng took advantage of the fact that everyone was not completely angry, and hurriedly coughed lightly: "Cough!" Mohu only has the IQ of a five-year-old naughty boy, so you can bear more of it. ”

As soon as Ye Feng said this, everyone took a breath of anger and didn't say anything.

"Tiger! Although you apologized, human life is greater than heaven. From now on, you will be working as a ferryman on the river for five years. ”

"Why? I don't want to be a ferryman, I still want to bask in the sun. ”

Mo Hu resisted very much and directly rejected Ye Feng's words.

Ye Feng smiled faintly, he was not angry, he just shook his left hand, and stared at the ink tiger with an aggrieved look in his eyes.

"You...... What are you going to do? Don't scare me. ”

"Tiger! You don't suffer a loss as a ferryman. In addition to the trees and stones on this ancient leaf mountain, you must eat all the fish in the river on weekdays, right? If you're a ferryman, I guarantee you'll be able to eat hot side dishes and steamed buns every day. ”

"Steamed buns? Is there really a steamed bun to eat? That...... Is there any wine? Mo Hu's eyes lit up, and as soon as the words came out, before Ye Feng and the others could come back to their senses, he himself muttered in confusion: "What is wine?" Why do I want wine? ”

Mohu didn't know why he wanted to drink, or even what it tasted like. But just by asking so casually, Mo Hu felt that his blood was hot, as if it was about to boil.

Ye Feng nodded with a smile and said, "Be your ferryman, as for the wine...... For you to drink enough. ”

Mo Hu wanted to drink wine, and Ye Feng felt normal when he thought about it. After all, Mohu was a hero in ancient times, how could it be reasonable not to drink a drop of wine?

Ye Feng agreed, and Mo Hu stomped his feet excitedly and said, "Okay!" This is ...... I did it. ”

Don't look at the fact that everyone is angry with Mohu, but when they saw Mohu's silly appearance, they all shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

"This black boy is indeed hated, but he is also silly and a little cute."

"Yes! Although I have done some wrong things, I feel that this person's heart should not be bad. But...... It's just a little darker. ”

"Hey! Mohu, don't bask in the sun in the future. If you and I meet at night in the future, even if I carry a lantern, I can bump into you. ”

……

The displeasure was easily resolved, and everyone began to joke with Mohu, which made the atmosphere here much more relaxed.

In this relaxed atmosphere, the shouting also came from the river, and I saw a hundred rafts carrying more than 2,000 meals slowly approaching the shore.

"Here's the meal! Let's all come and get steamed buns. ”

The crowd was already hungry and red-eyed, and they all rushed to the raft in an uproar.

"But I starved to death, and I didn't finish my work in Guye Mountain, but I was hungry and thin."

"Who's to say it isn't? My stomach was rumbling for a long time. ”

"You...... Don't rob me, I want to eat steamed buns. ”

"This dish is mine. Ah! Will you try to grab it with me again? Believe it or not, I'm still feeding you fish in the river. ”

"What about wine? I'm going to drink. Who saw the wine? ”

……

Mo Hu also joined in the robbery, but don't look at his small size, he is not inferior to others when he grabs steamed buns. Even, Mo Hu was stupidly scared, and some people really made room for Mo Hu.

Everyone also knew that Ye Feng was here, and Mohu would not throw them into the river, but no one took the initiative to deal with this bastard. If it really angers Mohu and is thrown into the river, these people will have the heart to cry to death.

With a faint smile on his face, Ye Feng looked at Mohu who was gobbling up seven steamed buns in his arms, and shook his head helplessly.

"Young master! You haven't eaten for two days, so my subordinates will bring you a steamed bun to eat. Li Tianya took two steps forward and came to Ye Feng's side and said.

Ye Feng shook his head, looked at the river, and said softly: "I'm not hungry." That's right! You're still hurt, go get something to eat. Although it does not relieve the pain, it will be more comfortable to fill the stomach. ”

"If you don't eat it, young master, your subordinates won't eat either."

"Go ahead! I really don't have an appetite. Glancing at the stubborn Li Tianya, Ye Feng sighed, took out the purple sword on the side and walked to the shore.

The haunting incident of Guye Mountain was successfully resolved, but Ye Feng's heart was like a big stone blocked, and he didn't have the slightest excitement at all.

Ye Feng's heart was indeed very upset, seeing that half of the seven days were about to pass, and the construction of the sect had not yet started, how could Ye Feng not be worried?

In addition, Ye Feng also calculated the time, and three days had passed since he left Wangu Town. Tomorrow, the auction house will hold a grand auction meeting, but now he is still on Guye Mountain, and he is not even ready for the auction.

These two things are still secondary, and the most headache for Ye Feng is the system task he received.

Ye Feng was not very worried about whether the sect could be built within seven days, nor was he worried about what he would auction tomorrow, the most bottomless thing in Ye Feng's heart was to look for the white hosta.

Ye Feng knew very well in his heart that once he couldn't complete the task, it would not be a matter of missing arms and legs, and the system space would directly kill him.

"Hey!"

A light sigh came out of Ye Feng's mouth, and before the sigh could disperse, Ye Feng suddenly felt that someone had been stabbed in the waist.

"Hey! This steamed bun is for you. ”

Ye Feng frowned slightly, turned around and wanted to see who was so rude.

When Ye Feng turned around and saw the person beside him, a cold snort suddenly came out of his snort.

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