As he spoke, two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks, dripping on the stone that had been burned overnight, with a thud.

He knew very well in his heart that Feng Yunyin's death had nothing to do with them.

People are what he must bring, Ming Laosan's arrow crossbow has a tracking effect, which no one can imagine, and no one can be blamed.

Feng Yunyin pulled him over to block the arrow, and finally died with hatred for him, which was the most painful thing for him.

The most beautiful girl in his mind, and the girl whose eyes were always full of love when he looked at him, in the case of life and death, instinctively let him die for her.

Although he originally meant this, active and passive are two completely different concepts, especially the hateful eyes after Feng Yunyin was hit by the arrow.

Every night after he fell asleep, it would appear in his mind, making him suffer over and over again, and in the end he could only use cultivation to numb himself.

"I only hate myself." The tears on Luo Yunyang's face flowed more and more, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he would punch himself at any time.

In fact, if his cultivation level was a little higher, wouldn't all this be different, at least Yin'er wouldn't hate him in the end.

Even if they go their separate ways in the Holy Spirit Continent, it is better than watching her die and have no bones left.

Feng Yunxi looked at Luo Yunyang, and didn't know what to say to comfort him, so she had to reach out and pat him on the shoulder.

There is no one right or wrong in emotional matters, even now, Feng Yunxi dares to believe that in Luo Yunyang's heart, the feelings for Feng Yunyin are definitely not pure love and hate.

"Okay, manly man, just cry for a while, can't you stop it?" Feng Yunxi pushed his shoulder.

The time is almost there, if Luo Yunyang continues to cry, I'm afraid the others will wake up.

"You didn't cause this topic!" Luo Yunyang stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on his face, and forced a smile on his face, not wanting Feng Yunxi to worry.

"My fault, stop crying, and don't laugh at the same time!" Feng Yunxi hooked the corners of his lips, and Luo Yunyang laughed at this moment, which was ugly than crying.

After doing psychological counseling, Feng Yunxi took out some millet from the storage ring, poured it into the pot, and then added a few potatoes and some minced pork to it.

Regardless of whether today's words are useful to Luo Yunyang or not, this pot of dinner is very important to other people.

Feng Yunxi sat down intently for breakfast, and after a while, the rest of the people also woke up one after another, dressed in cotton clothes and sat around the fire.

"In the light summer, you help Niu Niu make the cotton clothes a little smaller." Feng Yunxi saw that the cotton clothes on Niu Niu's body had been seriously mopped.

Mu Yichen estimated that when Luo Jinghan was preparing, he never thought that they would have such a small team member inside, even if the smallest cotton clothes were worn on Niu Niu, it was very big.

"Good!" Seeing that the millet in the pot had not yet been cooked, Qianxia readily agreed, walked behind Niu Niu and sat down.

took the needle and thread and scissors handed over by Feng Yunxi, and directly asked Niu Niu to modify his clothes.

"Later, after dinner, we will head down the sheltered slope to look for the snow wolf." Feng Yunxi added some firewood to the bottom of the pot and said.

She already has a method in her heart to obtain the snow wolf's sideburns, and this method, coupled with Leng Xueyan's drug, has a good chance of success.

After a while, all the millet in the pot was fully cooked, and Feng Yunxi took out the bowl and shared it with everyone.

Just then, she felt a vibration from the storage ring on her right hand.