In this battle, the time was very short, before and after, but more than ten minutes.

However, Yang Fei was on the verge of life and death, rolling around.

If it weren't for the old Taoist priest to give advice, the consequences would be unimaginable.

This move Brahma Tibetan Mudra is the highest martial art of Yan Ruzhenjing.

It is said that practicing to the highest level, suppressing the Quartet, and being invincible in the world.

How did the old Taoist know about such a powerful martial arts?

Yang Fei thought stunned and sighed.

"Is there really a god in this world?"

Yang Fei shook his head and smiled bitterly, he was a staunch atheist.

And a lot of facts tell.

The so-called gods are just strong people who have reached the peak of martial arts cultivation, evolved physically, and broken through themselves.

For example, humans evolved from monkeys and have the same roots.

However, in the monkey's heart, man is the God who governs everything.

Yang Fei exhausted the Qi of Dan Yuan, he collapsed to the ground, quietly recuperated, and gradually recovered his strength with the Qi of Turtle Twilight.

However, his state of mind is very chaotic.

All kinds of strange things about the old Taoist priest, in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became.

Not far away, Liang Jiayi fainted and fell to the ground.

Her fragile nerves couldn't withstand the mental impact of the puppet king, and she fainted in the first round.

Yang Fei easily climbed in front of Liang Jiayi and helped her diagnose her pulse.

Liang Jiayi's heart was beating strongly, but her breathing was a little weaker.

Yang Fei opened her eyelids, her pupils contracted, and she turned slightly.

Obviously, Liang Jiayi's mind was greatly frightened, even if he fainted, his mind was always in fear.

Yang Fei looked at Liang Jiayi with pity.

In the moonlight, her eyes, nose and sides looked like they were carved out of jade.

Her skin has a jade texture, and her long eyelashes are thin and dense like small curtains.

And her slightly pursed cherry lips are plump and tender, which makes people feel excited.

Yang Fei hugged Liang Jiayi, took off his coat and covered her body, and waited quietly for her to wake up.

However, Liang Jiayi never woke up.

Yang Fei hugged her, she seemed to feel peace and warmth, but she slept more soundly.

Yang Fei knew that at this moment, Liang Jiayi had a good night's sleep, just in time to repair her injured mind.

At that moment, Yang Fei didn't bother her, hugged her, and began to cultivate Turtle Twilight.

In a daze, Yang Fei's mind was clear, and he gradually reached the realm of forgetting things and me.

The sea, the reef.

A handsome young man, with his hands on his back, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

His face looked unfamiliar and unfamiliar in the moonlight.

His expression was indescribably calm.

It seems that everything in the sky, with a wave of his hand, can be decided.

The bright moon disappeared into the clouds, and the waves roared to cover the figure of the young man.

Yang Fei clearly felt that his heart twitched and began to panic.

A moment later, the bright moon broke out of the clouds, and the water fell out.

The young man who was as rich as jade stretched out his hand to Yang Fei: "Come, I'll wait for you." ”

Yang Fei didn't know where he was, and he didn't know how to get close to the young man.

His heart was filled with helpless soreness.

The huge pathos and helplessness made his heart immersed in sadness.

Suddenly, a huge wave rushed over, and the figure of the young man was submerged by the huge wave.

The tide continued to rise, and the Nian never appeared again.

Yang Fei panicked and searched everywhere.

However, he could no longer see the familiar and kind face.

"No, you don't go, come back ......"

Yang Fei suddenly screamed, and opened his eyes.

The moon is like water, and the pine trees around it are in disarray.

Liang Jiayi was looking at him with big eyes open and uncertain.

When Yang Fei touched his forehead, it was all cold sweat, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

Yang Fei didn't know how many times he had dreamed of this familiar and unfamiliar young man.

He seemed to be his own life, someone extremely important.

Every time he dreamed, Yang Fei could feel his gaze of firm expectation.

Liang Jiayi looked at Yang Fei worriedly.

"Yang Fei, what's wrong with you, are you dreaming?"

Yang Fei smiled awkwardly.

He looked up and suddenly saw the white belly of the fish in the east, and he couldn't help but be taken aback.

"What time is it?"

Liang Jiayi glanced at her watch.

"It's half past six in the morning."

"Yang Fei, what about the bad guy last night, was you beaten away?"

Yang Fei nodded, he didn't say that the Lich King died at his own hands.

This kind of battle in the rivers and lakes, the less Liang Jiayi knows, the better.

He looked at Liang Jiayi worriedly.

"How are you feeling, does your head hurt?"

Liang Jiayi covered her forehead and nodded vigorously.

"It hurts, it hurts like a small saw, I can't think about anything, I want to vomit when I think about it."

Hearing Liang Jiayi say this, Yang Fei nodded comfortingly.

"It hurts, if you are ignorant and unconscious, you can become stupid."

"Phew, you're getting stupid."

Liang Jiayi took a sip lightly and rolled her eyes at him coquettishly.

Yang Fei's heart was full of ideas, and all kinds of thoughts came to him.

And Liang Jiayi's heart, in addition to being frightened, was also faintly happy.

I actually hugged Yang Fei in this wilderness, and spent the night.

It's a very romantic thing.

The dawn of the east is getting brighter and brighter, and the dewdrops on the tips of the grass are crystal clear.

The entire pine forest exudes vitality.

Yang Fei looked at Liang Jiayi with concern.

"Can you walk back?"

"You're the new secretary, if it's known, and you spend the night in this wild with a man, people will laugh at you."

Liang Jiayi grinned, as if reminiscing about last night's romance.

"What are you afraid of, isn't the secretary married? He's only twenty-five years old. ”

Despite saying this, she struggled to her feet.

At this point, a piercing pain came from her ankle.

Liang Jiayi screamed and fell on Yang Fei's body.

It turned out that the two were attacked last night.

Liang Jiayi was flustered, and he didn't know when he broke his foot.

Yang Fei sighed.

"Since the secretary can't move, I have to go back with you."

After a day and night of Turtle Twilight Pranayama Dan Yuan Qi, Yang Fei's physical strength had recovered a lot.

Although he is still weak, he is already a lot stronger than ordinary men.

Liang Jiayi's body shrunk, a little shy.

Yang Fei hugged her to sleep last night, and she didn't feel anything wrong when she was unconscious.

But now that Yang Fei is still holding her, she feels a little embarrassed.

Yang Fei laughed, stretched out his long arms, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

He hugged Liang Jiayi with a princess, and strode towards the town.

Liang Jiayi's cheeks burned with shame, so she had to bow her head and not look at Yang Fei's face.

As soon as he lowered his head like this, Liang Jiayi suddenly exclaimed.

Her face, which was originally slightly hot, immediately turned red.

The high peak on her left had a slap print.

The slap marks were dusty and bloodstained.

Such a big slap is definitely not Liang Jiayi's own handprint.

Last night, she and Yang Fei hugged each other and slept without asking, it must have been this stinky calf who secretly left.

Liang Jiayi was ashamed and annoyed, but she was embarrassed to ask Yang Fei, her pretty face turned red.

Yang Fei also noticed this embarrassing slap print, but wisely did not speak.

He hugged Liang Jiayi and strode forward.

At this moment, a convoy of luxury cars is speeding towards the town.

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