In a damp abandoned city covered with moss everywhere, Qiu Jingfeng was sitting quietly in a collapsed place where only two walls were left, and he could barely see that it was originally a room to meditate and cultivate, and the tall and large rock gate carried back a dead tree that was almost hugged by two people, and the thick dead tree was as light as a small wooden stick in his hand, and he was loose next to him and half split a log to make a simple stove, and he didn't know where to get a stone pot, and the stone pot gradually wafted out of a burst of fragrance.

"I see, there must be something unclean in this city, we don't care, Yan Fei, your kid is strong and strong, and when the time comes, you must not be bewitched by the beauty * and be sucked dry, the old man said that the woman is a knife that scrapes the bones, and the man is a stove made of tree stumps, you listen, what you say makes sense, Yan Fei, Sister Jingfeng also said that your current Jingyuan is still a source of water, and when you open up those springs, you can toss as you want, but now you have to refrain from breaking Sister Jingfeng's business."

Without saying a word, the rock door tore the dead tree into a piece of firewood with his bare hands, lit a fire on both sides of Qiu Jingfeng, and then began to move a piece of thousands of pounds of stones to build a wall, and after looking basically satisfied, he was about to leave, Qiu Jingfeng, who was originally meditating and cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes,

"There is no need to make a roof, and there may be inconvenience in the event of danger",

Yan Fei hummed and came back, sat on the edge of the pot and began to wait quietly for the rice to cook, Qiu Jingfeng no longer cultivated and came over and sat down, looked at the fish soup in the pot and said softly, "Do you really want to go to that world with me?"

Song Lin took a sip of soup with a wooden spoon, and said with a smile, "Sister, you have also seen that the two of us have no place in this world at all, no matter what, people don't want to see us, even if one day we are strong enough to stand up to the sky, it is impossible, alas, who called our blood mixed, we can't die and start over, the so-called people move the dead tree to live, I heard that my sister's world is open, inclusive and active, we either wander the jungle or go to another world with my sister to see, the wandering jungle is estimated to become soil in two or three years, so, hehe",

Yan Fei is not as verbose as Song Lonely, although he didn't say anything, but the firm look in his eyes has said everything, and this life is handed over to this woman.

Qiu Jingfeng seemed to smile,

"There are eight hardships and eight difficulties in the world, and those you have experienced when you grow up are counted, but since there is no root, then follow me, if we can really return to that world, I will send you to the school first, even if you start from scratch, people will have a root and a destination after all, I hope you can take root of your own."

Loose and lively began to inquire about the various things in that world, and Yan Fei quietly made three stone bowls, holding a few wooden sticks and suddenly hesitated, probably not knowing whether to make spoons or chopsticks.

Qiu Jingfeng took out a copper coin tied to a red rope and threw it into the air, only to see that the copper coin quickly emitted a golden light to cover the three of them, and it was not strange for Song Lonely, this way Sister Qiu would do this every night when she rested, saying that it was helpful for cultivation, and it was not clear what was going on, but the spirit was becoming more and more clear and solid.

"The old people said that there are nine cities on this line, and now this should be the fourth one we have come over, why did Sister Jingfeng conclude that those traces were not left by that person?"

Song Lin asked curiously while serving the soup, many traces in the jungle are dying very quickly, just like they are just using firewood to make a fire or make a simple hut now, and it will not be long before they are consumed by frequent rain and moss vines that grow arbitrarily, in order not to overtake the person who is looking for this way, they will use boulders to make a direction mark along the way.

Qiu Jingfeng looked quiet with the hot soup, and after a while, she seemed to smile, "A lot of the jungle survival skills of the two of us were taught by a master, and he should be able to follow the rules of marching and fighting, and those traces before were very random and messy."

Yan Fei seems to see the gentleness of the woman, it is really hard to imagine that this gentleness will appear in such a heroic and domineering and decisive woman, maybe it is the jungle that is used to covering the sky and the sun and suddenly stepping into this solid ruined city will make people suddenly happy and comfortable, but whether it is a jungle that covers the sky or a solid ruined city, he is very comfortable.

"Sister Jingfeng, who are you who that person actually asked you to sacrifice your life to find it alone?",

In fact, Song Lonely has endured this question for a long time, and he hasn't asked it because he feels that this person is the forbidden place in the heart of the woman in front of him, and he is not sure whether it is good or bad, and Yan Fei also stopped drinking the soup, in fact, he doesn't care very much, but it may be easier to find if he understands it.

It's just that the woman in front of her gradually fell into a trance for some reason, and she didn't answer Song Lone's question, and Song Lone didn't dare to remind her, so she shook her head and continued to eat.

"He's mine... My loved one, the only loved one".

The blades sent by the Wood Spirit Clan are basically knives and bows and arrows, Luo Qingliang seems to care about whether the weapon is in hand, and finally picks a slightly narrow straight knife after picking for a long time, Luo Hongliang and Wu Tingdie only pick the most exquisite, Zhou Pingwu and Shi Fanshu are not people who dance knives and guns before, they are Huan Dan monks in the real sense, and most of the Dan monks feel that dancing knives and guns is something that only people with talent and reckless and aggressive will do, this kind of understanding is even in the two continents of Yudan Fengyan, which are more martial than the Great Zhou, but the degree is much lower than those in the south such as Dong Oujing Night, even so, the two of them only picked a short knife for self-defense or as a meal, about two feet, but they are all treasure knives that can cut gold and jade.

Baiyan and Huaiyu don't like knives and don't like bows and arrows, and finally fell in love with the weapons that those Jietian people are accustomed to, a big gun with a blade and a short-handled axe, Baiyan has a pair of claws of the natal magic weapon to choose an eight-foot big gun, it makes sense, it can split, stab, chop and chop the key is long enough, for ordinary people, in this kind of jungle full of vines and trees, such weapons may be a little inconvenient, but for the Jietian clan or Baiyan is not a problem at all, as long as you break it with force;

It's just that no one expected that the seemingly petite and slender Huai Yu actually chose a battle axe that was wider than both of hers, although everyone knew that her strength was great, but Zheng Yan was curious and felt that the weight was a little too much, and her feet sank into the ground by more than an inch as soon as she started, but Huai Yu looked at it and obviously couldn't put it down, speaking of which, she hadn't cultivated a natal magic weapon yet, even she herself was very angry, and Wu Tingdie's exploration and guidance had no results, which made the witch who was a good teacher also very annoyed, and only said that Huai Yu was stupid to death.

Zheng Yan chose a straight knife, a bow and arrow, a short knife, and picked two daggers, the previous blue bridge and the bone dagger have been given to Xingwei, and the two brought out from Luoyang are still in Shengyang City, if you can go back, you will give it to Xingwen at that time, although it is not a magic weapon, but it is also a divine blade, after all, it is made by a court master;

I thought of the straight knife Boxin and the horizontal knife Chengxue brought out from the Longmen Dungeon, if I had it at hand now, I would definitely be able to add a lot of help, but fortunately, the dragon spear has always been on my body, speaking of which He Jun actually didn't find it, or did he not look down on it? Up to now, the understanding of the dragon spear is only tenacious and sharp except that the gun must be hit, as for the carrying and transformation of power, I haven't really tried it, after all, I haven't thought about getting involved in that step in my martial arts practice now, but Wu Tingdie said that the transformation of the power of yin and yang in this dragon lance should be very special;

As for the bow and arrow, it is just average for Zheng Yan, it is said that it is made by Yuren, it is indeed very exquisite, and the strength is barely as strong as the five-stone bow that he left in Shengyang City. According to the wood spirit people who sent weapons, the strength of the feather people to the single bow is roughly divided into five grades, because it mainly uses divine power, so this five-grade division is not the five-stone division of pure human power, it is difficult to compare specifically, as for the divine power, it may be a special change of the power of Taiyi.

The casting of the blades of the Protoss should be considered very powerful, and these blades sent over can definitely be said to be divine soldiers in their own world, it is said that this is what they usually use in the jungle life, Zheng Yan inquired a little about the casting process and specific processes, although it sounds a little rough, but what actually comes out is both delicate and tough and sharp, for people who don't know about this kind of thing, they naturally can't hear anything, but Zheng Yan has been exposed to it since he was a child, and some people can still hear some doorways, which seems very unreasonable.

In the end, Xiaoguan gave an explanation, it turned out that the weapons cast by the Protoss needed them to use their own origin divine power to constantly temper and fight and sharpen, just like developing their physique and cultivating their bloodline and body, to put it bluntly, for them, the weapon in their hands was equivalent to the natal magic weapon of the spirit, but there were not as many restrictions as the natal magic weapon, but if others used it, they really couldn't exert much real power.

Hearing this, Zheng Yan and they naturally understood that these were all weapons sharpened by others, especially weapons, I don't know what other people think, anyway, Zheng Yan felt that it was no different from robbing other people's women, and when they were about to return it, Xiaoguan said that they were all left by deceased people, and if they were not used, they might return to the appearance of just coming out of the oven, or they would have to return to the furnace directly, and they didn't want to use the weapons used by others. On the side, Wu Tingdie scoffed at Zheng Yan's politeness.

The weapons of the year are her obsidian dragon scale armor and the pair of folding fans, speaking of which the pair of folding fans are like two wheels with spurs and blades that sharpen iron like mud, and the vines of the big tree will be broken with a slight stroke, and the beasts and monsters dare not take a few hits casually, not to mention that the wind blade that can also be used to cut gold and break jade, the worst thing is that the wind blade can also be mixed with the attack on the soul, these days Zheng Yan helped to practice and taught a lot of fighting skills, so that the control and overall combat power of these two magic weapons have improved by leaps and bounds, and now it is really a little goblin。

Except for practicing with Zheng Yan at night, Ting Xiang basically followed Wu Tingdie during the day, but I don't know what Wu Tingdie thinks about and has never let her appear in front of others, as for cultivation, Zheng Yan doesn't know what they are cultivating, speaking of which, when she was cultivating in the coffin at night, she never asked Ting Xiang about it, and Zheng Yan himself felt strange when he thought about it.

What special ability does the sleeve fragrance butterfly have?Collect the breath to control the breath,And what?It shouldn't be easy to make Wu Tingdie praise it.,I remember that she had casually mentioned it once before.,It's said that the fragrance produced by its body is very special.,These few months can almost be said to be ear and sideburns grinding and I don't think there's anything special.,Maybe you should really ask.,It's strange not to ask, right?

In the afternoon of this day, it suddenly rained again, Zheng Yan was looking for trouble with those fierce beasts and monsters outside and did not return to the camp, the remaining seven people in the camp were sitting in the now exquisite and elegant stilted building to watch the rain, Luo Qingliang looked very fascinated, the sword momentum she cultivated was actually taken from the rain, and now she has been developing her watery physique, and it seems that she likes to watch the rain quietly and listen to the rain more and more;

Luo Hongliang is the opposite, the development of the fire physique makes her temperament more and more restless and even dissolute, the whole person is already charming from the inside out, sometimes it even looks like a little goblin, but the strict practice of being a killer since she was a child allows her to still restrain her words and deeds to control her emotions, and then it is possible that it is the help of her sister, if it were not for these, it is likely that this woman has torn Zhou Pingwu alive who made her salivate more and more;

Zhou Pingwu has always been very greedy for the taste of the sisters, and as their practice deepens, the taste is getting purer and stronger, one is pure and quiet and the other is enchanting, the key is that this smell is not only emitted by the physical appearance, but also seems to be the same for the spirit and soul, so it will make people feel that the temperament and the skin are completely compatible.

Some people like to be the same on the outside, because this is the superposition of things they like, and this superposition is not double but multiple; some people like to be inconsistent and even contradictory or unpredictable, this kind of psychology is very complicated, but Zhou Pingwu is undoubtedly the former.

The body affects the spirit, the spirit affects the soul, and the soul acts on the body, and why are most men and women who practice handsome? Because when practicing, people will always consciously or unconsciously improve their own visible appearance deficiencies, even if they can't fundamentally change anything, it will have a subtle effect, for example, the "Ni Shang Jue" exercise is specially designed to deepen this influence.

So now, Luo Qingliang is more watery and pure than at the beginning, Luo Hongliang is more charming, Zhou Pingwu is slender and naturally vibrant, Shi Fanshu... There is no change, so is the hundred darkness, only Huaiyu's figure seems to have grown a little, at least she has more effort to raise her head and chest, Wu Tingdie sat cross-legged and frowned at a small bowl in front of her, there are six insects of various colors in the bowl are gnawing on a verdant leaf, and a green flower in her arms is opening slightly, and there is a faint naked one-inch small person sitting cross-legged on the stamen.

Taking advantage of the pouring rain, Zheng Yan took the year to find the trouble of a two-headed tiger Jiao.

A few days ago, two extremely fierce green-skinned tiger Jiao were found in the water gathered at a bend in a big river, the size is about the size of the river rhinoceros seen here, seven or eight feet tall and more than two zhang long, the strength is several times greater than Baidian and Huaiyu, and it is much stronger than the strongest patriarch of the Jietian clan, the claws, teeth, tail and the body armor that can't be pierced by the knife and the gun can't be pierced, it is definitely a hegemon here, it is estimated that the thousand-year-old python essence more than ten miles away and the rhinoceros essence on the other side are not their opponents.

At the request of Zheng Yan, he just wore armor and fought hand-to-hand with two tiger Jiao, during this time, by exploring the process of building weapons by the Protoss, Zheng Yan also found some ways to boil the flesh and sharpen the natal magic weapon, and just met these two opponents, let the young man verify it.

Younian is inherently intolerant of rain, and in this case, Deathmatch may be more able to stimulate her potential and develop her resilience. The two sides have been fighting for an hour, the two tigers are still alive and well, and the young man has exhausted himself several times, and every time he is exhausted, he can make a breakthrough in danger and danger, Zheng Yan looked at it in his eyes while feeling the changes in the mood and spirit of the young man while quickly measuring the places that need to be adjusted in the future.

Just when the dark year was exhausted again, the gray sky suddenly split a lightning bolt without warning, and the lightning was just in the middle of the two Jiao who were fighting fiercely, and the battlefield that was still splashing and raging just now came to an abrupt end, and then in an instant, the water area of more than ten zhang square was blown to boiling by lightning and exploded to pieces, and the war group was in the center of this water, and along with the water, there was also flesh and blood and scattered black armor scales.

Such an abrupt change occurred when the lightning fell, Zheng Yan realized that his body had no time to react at all, so he watched the lightning full of despair fall on Younian, watched the black armor on her body shatter, watched the white and graceful carcass freeze, and then was drowned by the splash of the explosion, followed by the thunder that made the soul sway to the point of almost collapse.

After Zheng Yan reacted, he immediately rushed into the mist, maybe there was a place in his heart that was suddenly empty, and the whole person was fluttering, as if there was no resistance in front of him, it should be that the spirit that was maintained in his body by the dark years was extinguished, so he suddenly lost a bond, so he could be so fast, so inexplicably, he didn't realize that there was another lightning bolt above his head.

Breaking through the mist, he saw the familiar carcass again, his eyes were wide open and empty, and he was slowly falling down in silence, Zheng Yan carefully picked it up and hugged it tightly and disappeared.

Shui Ze exploded again behind him, Zheng Yan hugged Younian and saw that the water swords were advancing hand in hand with him and then being left behind by himself, strange, why was the thunder not so loud this time!

For some reason, there was an extreme calmness in my heart, and I clearly sensed that the lightning had been chasing after me, which was strange. Quickly got rid of the lightning to a cave where he had sheltered from the rain and landed before, put the year on a natural stone bed, looked at her empty eyes, and then realized that he had fallen into a situation of no self and no other, this feeling was very bad, as if he had become a part of this world, was it because he lost her?

No, the world is assimilating itself!

Zheng Yan suddenly panicked, he hadn't been flustered for a long time, and subconsciously hugged Younian into his arms, it turned out that she was a mark in his heart now, a mark in the dense jungle, an island in the ocean, this world is an ocean!

Who said that she was her destination?

Zheng Yan suddenly smiled bitterly, it turned out that his heart was just a teenager, he couldn't bear to be lonely and couldn't persevere, could he only persist to this extent?

The unprecedented feeling of powerlessness is not the powerlessness of the body that was beaten by Zhang Huang and Qiu Qing at home before, but now the real mental strength is dissipated, and the condensed tenacity that is said to be good?

Zheng Yan stroked the hair of the woman in his arms and smiled softly, "I'm sorry, in this life, I let you meet a bad master like me, it seems that I will also return to this world, but I don't know if this place belongs to the six realms of reincarnation."

Zheng Yan felt that his spirit was spreading out uncontrollably, and wanted to see what the spirit was like, it was actually an electric arc?

Electric arc?!

"Master...",

Zheng Yan was still stunned, how could the spirit be in the state of an arc? It's just that the soft words that came from his arms suddenly made him catch himself again, yes, he really grasped the spirit that was collapsing.

"How are you?",

Zheng Yan almost only had joy in his heart, only to see that Younian was looking up at himself stupidly, although she wanted to laugh, the pain still made her almost twisted, wait!

It was the arc of electricity that was constantly tearing apart her already weak spirit and soul, damn it! Zheng Yan hurriedly put down the woman in his arms, only then did he notice that there were indeed countless arcs of electricity swirling around his body, this was not spirit!