After a while, the meal was finally served, a group of warriors took care of themselves, and the lady and young lady also had the maid Bing'er to take care of them, but Shen Feng and Lan Youxue, who came back again, were two outsiders, who had no one to care about them at all, and they sat down in a depressed and lonely state.

It's a bit pitiful.

At the same time, the lady and lady not far away had apparently noticed this. The woman whispered a word to Bing'er, only to see the latter nod, turned around and took some food to Shen Feng and the others, and put it down with a smile: "Eat something, I have to hurry tomorrow." ”

Shen Feng didn't refuse, he reached out and picked up the chopsticks and thanked him, Bing'er smiled at him, his smile was charming, there was no previous fierce god at all, he squatted down and whispered: "Little beggar, don't be angry, I didn't scold you just now."

Shen Feng's brows furrowed, full of doubts: "What do you call me?" "Little beggar, when did he become a beggar. How did he, as a party, not know.

"Little beggar, aren't you?" Bing'er pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes crooked like the moon.

"I'm a little beggar, how can I ......" Just as Shen Feng wanted to say, 'How is it possible', he was suddenly stunned, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he might not be able to say two words.

In the middle of the night, Shen Feng jumped up from the ground, and his abrupt behavior startled Bing'er. When I looked at my clothes in tatters, covered with dust stains, and extremely shabby.

Shen Feng was completely dumbfounded.

Bing'er looked at Shen Feng and laughed out loud, took out a small bronze mirror from her arms, handed it to Shen Feng, and said, "Look at your own appearance, what is not a beggar, how can you feel ashamed in front of a beauty like me."

It's okay, I won't dislike and despise you," he said and patted Shen Feng on the shoulder, as if to prove the truth of his words.

Shen Feng ignored Bing'er's stubbornness, holding the bronze mirror in both hands, looking at himself reflected inside. Another gasp. This...... Is this what you look like now? The hair was messy like a chicken nest, and several strands of long hair stuck together on the shoulders, and the face was covered with dirt, and it was impossible to see what the appearance was. With his sloppy clothes, he is not just a little beggar, and he is also the bottom of the beggars.

Think about your former self, and look at your current self, it's just the difference between cloud and mud, if it used to be an immortal in the sky, then now it's a bunch of shit on the ground, and the difference is not too big.

At this moment, Shen Feng completely wanted to scold his mother, what kind of fairy fell into the dust, and it was still beautiful and thrilling, this was all fake.

What is it like to cry without tears, Shen Feng now has a deep understanding, thinking back to the time when he reminded Lan Youxue of her image, her weird smile, at that time he didn't understand what was going on, but now he completely understands.

That is, his image is not much better than it, and even sloppy.

At the same time, Shen Feng also secretly hated his own mistakes, why didn't he think about himself when he saw the messy blue snow.

After more than a month of feeling, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have hit a tree many times and fell into a puddle several times.

Bing'er smiled and took back her bronze mirror, and asked with a sigh of relief: "Little beggar, where did you come from, how did you walk in the wilderness." Don't you know that this is very dangerous, if it is not for a warrior, walking in such a mountain range, it may become food for wild beasts in the next moment. ”

Shen Feng glanced at Bing'er, and said angrily: "Begging all the way here, I don't know where we came from,

As for the danger, we don't even have enough to eat, and we don't care about the danger. ”

"It's pathetic." Bing'er sighed: "But as long as you live, there are infinite possibilities, as long as you work hard, then at least food and clothing will not be a problem in the future." ”

Reaching out and patting the dust on Shen Feng's shoulder, Bing'er frowned slightly.

"It's a pity that I don't have clothes you can wear, otherwise, it doesn't hurt to send you a few sets, the weather will be very cold after the night is not good, you wear so little, beware of getting sick from the cold" Bing'er looked at Shen Feng sympathetically, she saw that Shen Feng was only wearing a thin shirt, and it was tattered, and her body was thin, and the ribs between her chest and abdomen were faintly visible. He had a filthy face, but his eyebrows were clear, his eyes were bright, and he was obviously not very old. It's so pitiful that you can't eat enough and don't have enough clothes at such a young age. Bing'er thought to herself.

In fact, this is really Bing'er's misunderstanding, if it was Shen Feng at the beginning, it was really because of the problem of life, but this Shen Feng is not the other Shen Feng. Since Shen Feng crossed over, he not only ate well, but also became a martial artist.

Physical fitness has also undergone earth-shaking changes. However, because of the last time I used the sword intent, my body was overdrawn and my functions stopped working, so I looked skinny.

And all this in Bing'er's eyes has become a snack that is not full and warm.

Hearing her say this, Shen Feng couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart, and said with a light smile: "It's okay, I'm strong and not afraid of the cold." ”

Hearing Shen Feng's words, Bing'er felt more and more pitiful and was silent for a while. "I don't have any clothes you can wear, but I can't find them, so I'll go find those old men and lend you one.

As for this girl, just wear my clothes," Bing'er said as she set her eyes on Lan Youxue, who had buried her head between her legs.

"Thank you" Shen Feng was a little grateful, he really didn't bring any change of clothes.

Now that he has it, he has no reason to refuse.

"Well, then you eat well, if it's not enough, go over there and serve it, no one dares to say anything about you." Bing'er clapped her hands and stood up, and went to serve Madame and Mademoiselle again.

When Bing'er left, Shen Feng glanced at Lan Youxue, who had been burying her head like this since she returned, and was about to call her to dinner, but noticed her even breathing.

It's asleep, no wonder there's been no reaction for a while.

Shen Feng shook his head, secretly shot out a spiritual power in his hand, and then helped Lan Youxue and asked her to put her head on her lap and sleep as comfortably as possible, while she leaned against the big tree with her back.

For more than 20 days, Lan Youxue not only had to take care of Shen Feng in her perception, but also groped for the flight of the sword, even if she was a martial artist in the Three Realms, under such a high-intensity contemplation, she was a little unbearable.

And now that Shen Feng has finished her understanding, her body and mind are relaxed, and sleepiness naturally hits.

At the same time, after a while, Bing'er also took two pieces of clothes and handed them to Shen Feng.

didn't rush to change it, but covered Lan Youxue.

As a martial artist, the ordinary typhoid fever and cold can't get close to the body at all, but even if it's useless, it can be regarded as a heart.

After a night of silence, the convoy set off again the next day

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