Gu Feng's gaze fell on this little grass and walked to its side. 35xs

"Is it cold?"

Looking at Xiaocao, Gu Feng asked.

"Cold!"

A slight fluctuation of divine thoughts spread.

Xiaocao gave Gu Feng a response.

"Cold, why do you have to insist?"

Gu Feng looked at Xiaocao and asked.

"I worked hard to take root in this cold soil, only in this blizzard, to see the world, I don't want my life to end here, I can't fall!"

Above the grass, there was another fluctuation of divine thoughts.

Gu Feng's eyes changed slightly: "If it goes on like this, how long can you hold on?"

"I can hold on for as long as I can, winter has come, will spring be far away?"

In the grass, the voice of an immature teenager came out.

Winter has come, will spring be far away?

Hearing this, Gu Feng's mind suddenly roared, and suddenly there was a touch of insight into life.

"You're stupid!"

Gu Feng looked at the emerald grass and said.

He couldn't bear to tell the grass that this was just a painting, and that it would always be winter.

"Am I really stupid? Big brother, I used to say that I was amazing, but no one ever said I was stupid!"

Xiaocao couldn't help but speak.

"You're stupid, really!"

Gu Feng spoke again. Flash Dance.

"Stupid is stupid, if you don't insist, my life will have no meaning!"

The grass voice came again.

Gu Feng thought about it, and then prepared to cast his demonic energy, but at this moment, Gu Feng found that in this painting, he didn't have the slightest cultivation.

At this moment, Gu Feng felt a little cold.

Can't you do it?

That's it!

Gu Feng didn't think much about it, and with a pair of hands, he began to dig the snow around the grass.

"Big brother, what are you doing?"

Xiaocao opened her mouth in confusion.

"You're stupid, big brother will accompany you stupidly!"

Gu Feng opened his mouth, his hands digging deep into the cold snow, and kept digging.

Without the slightest cultivation in his body, Gu Feng is just a mortal fetus in this painting.

Constantly digging in the snow, Gu Feng felt that his hands were very cold, getting colder and colder, and soon Gu Feng's hands became red and swollen, slowly, they were frozen a little stiff, and even their activities were slow.

"Big brother, it's cold, stop digging!"

Xiaocao's voice was full of worry.

"Your stubbornness and persistence have made life meaningful, and so can I!"

Gu Feng spoke.

Unconsciously, the snow where the grass was located, all the white snow, was dug up by Gu Feng, and was piled up around by Gu Feng, turning into a small snow wall, which blocked the wind and snow around, but did not block the sunlight.

Where the grass is, the black soil is exposed. 35xs

Xiaocao suddenly felt that she was not so cold.

And Gu Feng's hands had become red and swollen, and even a little purple from the cold.

"Big brother, thank you!"

The grass opens.

"Live and make your persistence truly meaningful!"

Gu Feng said.

"Hmm!"

Xiaocao responded, at this moment, its vitality seemed to become more vigorous.

At this moment, Gu Feng had already realized in his heart, and couldn't help but say to himself: "No matter how humble you are, even if you are in a cruel environment, you must strengthen your beliefs, live stubbornly and bravely, the meaning of life lies in this, and the painting of this painter is the same!"

At this moment, a light gate appeared in front of Gu Feng.

At this moment, Gu Feng's identity token shook again.

The list of paintings emerges in the sky.

First place, Feng Rebellion, two human-level immortal paintings!

"Two paintings, feeling the meaning of this painting, isn't it understanding the various states of life!"

With a thoughtful look in his eyes, Gu Feng pushed open the light door and walked out of the painting.

At this moment, except for Gu Feng, everyone was still in the first painting they entered.

At this moment, in a certain immortal painting.

Hai Lanqing stood at the water's edge, watching the fish swimming in the water moving around, and the light in his eyes flashed: "This painting means ......"

"Buzz!"

At this moment, her identity token lit up, and the painting list appeared in the sky, looking at the number of the immortal painting behind Gu Feng above the painting list, it became two, and Hai Lanqing's gaze changed.

"This guy is too fast!"

Hailan Qing couldn't help but mutter.

......

"OMG!"

"This Feng Rebellion is simply a demon!"

"I realized the meaning of the two immortal paintings so quickly!"

"It's a demon, this time he seems to be faster than before!"

"In less than two pillars of incense, he is still not human!"

......

Everyone looked at the word Feng Reverse on the painting list, and their hearts were shaken to the extreme.

Terrible, terrible.

Every immortal painting has been given a full year to comprehend, and Feng Rebellion has realized one in the time of a stick of incense, which is simply against the sky!

Gu Feng walked out of the second immortal painting, feeling dizzy in his head.

"Boy, these immortal paintings are all transformed by the artistic conception of the immortal Dao powerhouse, you feel that these immortal paintings are going to consume the power of the divine soul!"

The old fish reminded to speak.

I see!

Gu Feng was stunned, and then he didn't rush to enter the next immortal painting immediately, but sat cross-legged.

The Nine Souls Demon Shaping Skill was operational, and it began to quickly recover the divine soul!

After about half an hour, Gu Feng opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flickered.

And until now, no one has realized a fairy painting.

On the painting list, there is still only Gu Feng.

Those who wanted to besiege and kill Gu Feng were all in the immortal paintings at the moment, thinking and meditating, in this Ten Thousand Paintings Forest, only Gu Feng walked alone.

Gu Feng walked around, his gaze falling on the immortal paintings.

"Oh, this ......"

In the end, Gu Feng's gaze fell on a painting.

In this painting, there is a cliff, and next to the forest next to the cliff, there is an eagle, this eagle has only one leg, one wing, and half broken, and it jumps up and down, and it comes to a small hill, and then jumps down, trying to fly.

Soon, however, it fell to the ground.

But the eagle was not discouraged, and came to the hill again, and tried to fly again, but still fell to the ground, and it did not stop, and tried again, and the cycle continued......

Without thinking too much, Gu Feng stepped directly into this painting.

"Bang!"

Gu Feng watched as the eagle tried to fly from the mountain bag, and then fell heavily.

"Does it hurt?"

Gu Feng looked at the eagle and asked.

"Go, go, don't delay my eagle flying!"

The eagle responded impatiently to Gu Feng's words, and then climbed back onto the mountain bag and tried to jump down again.

"Bang!"

It fell to the ground again.

Gu Feng can still understand Xiaocao's persistence, after all, Xiaocao has successfully taken root in the snow, and it wants to grow, not without a chance.

But the eagle has lost a wing and has been claws.

His insistence obviously doesn't mean anything...... js3v3