Erlang Zhenjun flew directly to the edge of Taiyuan City, which is commonly known as the end of the map.

This area is different from the prosperity of the central area, although it is full of jungle, it looks desolate because of the lack of human connections. What's even more terrifying is that those red foxes with big tails saw someone falling from the sky, and instead of retreating, they rushed up with their teeth bared and wanted to bite someone. And a beast roared, and all the beasts attacked it, which was very wild. It wasn't until Erlang Zhenjun killed a fox that the beast's deathbed screams resounded in all directions, and the birds and beasts around him were immediately scattered.

He Yuting was shocked. She had just seen that although most of these beasts were red, there were also yellow and white names sandwiched between them, and some of them even showed no color at all. According to the game setting, the red name has a hatred range, and will actively attack the player within the range, while the yellow name is a passive attack, and the white name will not resist at all, only waiting for death. Now there are all kinds of animals in this forest, but they maintain the most primitive ferocity, not only are they not afraid of people, but they also take the initiative to kill. It was far from what He Yuting expected. It's no wonder that no one has come to this area. There is no experience in killing these little beasts, and they have to be harassed by them, who is full of food and runs here to abuse themselves?

Erlang Zhenjun pushed He Yuting against an old tree. The old tree was heavy and broad, and the wind swayed all over the crown of leaves. The sunlight in the sky is cut by the leaves, mixed with the shadows of the leaves. In the shade of the trees, the temperature is pleasant, neither too hot nor too shady. Erlang Zhenjun carefully patrolled his eyes, rigorously checking whether He Yuting's body was bumping and hurting. He Yuting was not idle, she took Erlang Zhenjun's hand and used the embroidery needle she carried in her backpack to pick out the wood chips on the back of his hand one by one. The wound was not deep, but the blood stains on the hands were very shocking. She gave Jiro Zhenjun a long needle, and the wound healed quickly. Then wipe the dried blood stains clean, and get a jade hand with clear bones and crystal clear. Unconsciously, Erlang Zhenjun had already stopped looking at He Yuting, but instead watched her carefully heal herself.

For a while, neither of them said anything.

There is no beast in the woods, only the sound of the wind and the sound of leaves can be heard, and the environment is quiet and pleasant.

He Yuting raised her head and saw her upturned face reflected in her ink pupils. She was stunned and remembered the past. Although it was a marriage and a princess marrying a horse Gao Pan, Yulang never complained. He could have married a well-known daughter, but he had to do what he was ordered to do, and he bowed his proud head. The cave room opened the bride's headscarf on the night of the candle, she was smiling, but he didn't smile much, which really made her nervous. Thinking about it now, at that time, he had already glimpsed a glimmer of gloom and began to worry about the future risks of the clan. Later, Qin Se and Ming, most of them were taken by He Yuting, and they always felt that Yulang was just responding to the situation, and never dared to think about who gave more and who gave less. Later, when the world was in turmoil, she immediately lost her background and became a heartless madwoman.

In this life, she categorically refused to go to the former soup to work hard. Even if her heart was beating out face-to-face, she didn't want to admit it or face her feelings.

Feelings may just be a continuation of a habit. Sudden peeling can be painful for a short time, but it can be washed over like a never-ending river over a long time, and the sharp stones can be smoothed. What is habit? Habits are nothing, but feelings can be valued?

He Yuting lowered her eyes. The smart, well-behaved, gentle, reserved and exhausted shadows in her memory were gradually submerged by the black tide in her heart, and there was no trace of them again.

Her expression of emotion swelled and then turned to a heart like water, but it made Erlang Zhenjun feel a throbbing pain on the tip of her heart. "Xuan?" Erlang Zhenjun simply lowered his head and leaned closer. A faint wisp of snort gently sprayed between Wei Qi's lips and teeth, and He Yuting's heart was slightly itchy, so she pursed her lips. She listened to Erlang Zhenjun's dream-like whisper, and her mouth was full of sourness: "Where am I not as good as Peony, so that you can treat him but can't see me?" ”

He Yuting was startled and raised her eyes again: Brother, you are mistaken, right? Peony is peony, you are you. Strictly speaking, the person I want to see is not Peony but you!

She was just about to protest, but she fell into the path of Erlang Zhenjun. The breath swept up to her, and as soon as her red lips loosened, she was attacked and plundered, and she couldn't hold back at all. The cloud scroll swallowed for a long time, and Erlang Zhenjun's breath was also chaotic, thick and heavy. He Yuting felt that she was the piece of sweet stuffing in the sandwich biscuit that had been squeezed out of the flatten, and she couldn't move. But Erlang Zhenjun still refused to let go of her, so he finally pulled out, retreated some distance, and just buried his face in her neck socket, very skillfully teasing sensitive points that even He Yuting himself didn't know.

He Yuting trembled slightly, and her whole body was so numb that she even curled up her toes. She couldn't help but climb on Erlang Zhenjun's shoulder, her nails digging into the flesh without the protection of her armour, and she endured it so that she didn't whisper. On the one hand, I can't help but rejoice that Erlang Zhenjun has a strong and direct request, and on the other hand, I am forced to be ashamed by my strong pride. But after a while, when Erlang Zhenjun raised her red eyes, she was already full of tears, and her shame was heavier than shame, and shame was heavier than joy. Erlang Zhenjun was stunned for a moment, and the red mist in his eyes slowly dissipated a lot when he was stunned. He no longer licked and bited to enjoy the food, but he also refused to let go of He Yuting, and the two of them leaned on the trunk of the tree, entangled with each other to calm their disordered breathing and heartbeat.

"You're wrong." He Yuting still remembers the source of a chaotic battle, but her voice is still delicate and seductive. Erlang Zhenjun suddenly straightened his whole body. Frightened, He Yuting immediately stopped talking, and after a while, she coughed lightly a few times before she dared to continue: "I went to see Peony to tell him to stay away from you, so as not to be injured by you by mistake." Other than that, there was no other thought. ”

Erlang Zhenjun slowly raised his head with a serious expression on his face. If it weren't for the fact that his red face had not yet faded, He Yuting would have really been deceived by him.

Think about it, a dignified general in the heavenly realm who commands 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals is so reckless that he is like a young man who has just fallen in love with his wife! If it was in his previous life, He Yuting would have gone up and licked him lightly to make trouble for him. Fortunately, after the reincarnation of the reincarnation, she "cultivated" for more than 300 years, and Yanagishita Megumi did not move her heart, and naturally brushed away the chaotic heart and desire, without revealing the slightest lightness. He Yuting meditated on Senior Brother Xuanbei's posture of having no desire and a pure heart to the Buddha, and silently recited: Amitabha.

Well done, Little Five!