Ling Feng sat quietly in his tent, and when he sat down was a cushion made of polished black fluorite. This ore from the bottom of the volcano is not only calming, but also has a miraculous effect on repelling mosquitoes in this humid environment. Ever since discovering its wonders, Ling Feng first equipped everyone with him.

Thinking back to the scene of the battle during the day over and over again in his mind, talking about combat power Van Gogh Ming was not enough to attract Ling Feng's attention, whether it was his weird "Yin Bone Claw" or the powerful "Dragon Flicking Tail", these were not enough to threaten Ling Feng's life. What really made him keep thinking was the strange state of mind that he entered when the other party cast the "Water Snake Shadow".

Ling Feng was deeply fascinated by the magical state that did not require the naked eye to see things at all, but could reflect all things in the heavens and the earth in his heart, and this state had only been entered in a trance when he had comprehended the "wrong step". Since then, he has vaguely touched the edge when he comprehended the unity of the body and sword, but he has never been able to go deeper.

It wasn't until today that Ling Feng had a deep grasp of the secret of entering this state! In this state, all his reactions and all his moves could make the maximum use of energy, and every move did not consume extra energy!

It's a bit similar to the strange state when he exerted his soul power to kill Xu Qifeng, but compared to that state, he was more calm and sober-minded. This comprehension made Ling Feng's mind greatly improve again, and the soul core light contained in the sword spirit in the sea of consciousness became more and more brilliant, and the two whirlpools of yin and yang continued to rotate, as if giving birth to the core existence of the world.

"Ancient Well Reflecting the Moon" - this is Ling Feng's name for this magical state!

Coupled with the "Heart Sound Dao Disk" that Ling Feng had obtained through his own comprehension and the "Soul Searching Soul" taught by the Creator, he already had three major skills in terms of soul power attacks that he could use right now!

Thinking of the suddenness, Ling Feng frowned and said softly, "Who is it?"

"Mr. Ling," a timid voice came from outside the tent, it was Fises, and she begged, "May I come in?"

Ling Feng was a little helpless, he saw her and Huangfu Yun tired of being together during the day, and the two of them chattered and didn't know what to say, plus Qiao Qiao was even more uncomfortable. At this time, hearing her say her surname, Ling Feng was not surprised at all.

"Come in. ”

The tent was lifted, and Fises had already changed into a dress, and the style of the clothes was exactly Jojo's. Jojo's figure was petite, and her clothes looked a little ill-fitting on the tall Fises, but it was so graceful that her graceful figure was set off by the towering peaks and the low valleys, which made people want to get a glimpse of the mysteries.

Fises was about to speak, Ling Feng took out the Wolf Moon Sword Technique from the knots, and said without raising his head: "If you still want me to help your clan take revenge, there is no need to mention it again, Huangfu Yun should have also told you that we still have important things to dop." ”

Ling Feng carefully flipped through the pages, carefully pondering the true meaning between the lines of the sword technique.

Most of the swordsmanship in this sword recipe could not be practiced by Ling Feng, but some of the experience descriptions recorded in it could be used for reference, especially the description of the realm of the Divine Sword Realm, which was of great benefit to cultivating sword mastery.

Ling Feng flatly refused, and Fises on the other side did not make a useless plea, just when Ling Feng thought that she had given up, a voice of "Xi Xi Suosuo" came. Annoyed by the noise, Ling Feng raised his head impatiently, and as soon as he saw the scene in front of him clearly, his expression changed drastically-

The sword spectrum in his hand fell down!

The faint moonlight spilled obliquely, the cold light reflected on an unobstructed **, the moon is like a neon dress like jade, the porcelain white delicate light is dense, and the eyes seem to show the most exquisite works of art.

Extremely shocked, Ling Feng opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Feather head tilted slightly, and the silver-white moonlight rolled down her neck like flowing water, lust and holiness intertwined, psychedelic and frenzied.

She spoke quietly, "Mr. Ling, I know that you are a fire-type Skywalker, and I have awakened the ancient bloodline that has been passed down from generation to generation within the clan. As long as the first man who merges with me, he will be able to obtain the mutant Yuan Force, the Green Scale Fire! Legend has it that this flame is infinitely powerful, and with it, any strong person can have the strength to challenge beyond the level!"

Staring at Ling Feng deeply, she bit her lip tightly, stubbornly not letting the tears in her eyes slip down: "As long as you promise to help me take revenge, I-it's yours." ”

With Fises' eyes filled with pain, struggle, and relief, Ling Feng stood up after a brief silence. Watching him slowly walk towards her, Fises closed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes fluttering - finally, could she still avoid going this way?

If I had a choice, I really wouldn't want to awaken this damn bloodline!

Without it, I can now live happily in the clan, enjoy my father's love, and have a lover who is not bent on coveting my own blood. There will be no shameless betrayal, no bloody killings, no endless hatred......

chose to conceal the fact of the awakening of the bloodline, not to occupy the throne, but to be unwilling to bury his dignity and let himself become a doll, a cherished item to be chased by!

I don't want this ancient favor, I just want to exchange it for my father and my people......

Feeling a slightly silky touch on her skin, Fises shook violently, goosebumps appeared on her body, and a hint of mockery appeared at the corners of her mouth: Perhaps, men in the world are like this, right? When faced with the temptation of exposure, they are so unbearable, all ridiculous pride, all so-called principles are discarded cleanly!

Suddenly, Fises felt that something was wrong, she suddenly opened her eyes, only to see Ling Feng turn his head and drape the robe that had fallen off the ground over her. This reaction was completely beyond her expectations, and she expected that the man in front of her might pretend to enter slowly with elegance, or even more like a wild beast, and devour himself like a beast frantically, all possibilities had been thought of, but this was the only one missing!

Is he going to do it?

Fises looked at Ling Feng in confusion: Could it be that he likes those perverted games that are circulating among the nobles?

After Ling Feng put on the clothes for her, he completely turned around to look at her without looking at her, his body stepped forward, and he said without looking back: "I know it's not pleasant to be burdened with hatred, but you need to remember - there is nothing in this world that is worth trampling on your dignity for it!"

Feather was shocked, staring at Ling Feng's back in disbelief. In her confused eyes, Ling Feng walked out indifferently, only to pause when he lifted the tent curtain: "You can march with the team, I will help you as much as possible, as for how much revenge capital you can get, it all depends on your own efforts!"

The curtain fell, the moonlight was still there, and the tent was so calm that it was as if nothing had happened.

Fisès's expression was sad and happy, and her heart was mixed: Is dignity the most important thing for you?

She looked at her soft skin that was vaguely exposed, her face burned red, and a faint doubt flashed: that man, he can still choose to refuse in this situation, is there really such a saint in the world? Or is he not attractive to him at all?

Thinking of Ling Feng's expression when he first saw his body, Fises couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and indignation: it was obvious that he should have felt uncomfortable, why did he act as if he had been greatly wronged?

How can there be such a man in the world?

- What kind of freak man is this!

At this moment, Ling Feng stood in the moonlight, the indifference on his face had long since disappeared cleanly, and was replaced by a bitter smile that could not be dissipated. Feeling the protrusion raised under his lower abdomen, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he spat lightly: "Damn." ”

......

The sky is bright.

Ling Feng opened his eyes very punctually and walked out of the tent, and Jing Yun's muttering came from behind him: "Sixth, get up so early? ”

Looking at Jing Yun who was sleeping soundly, Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, this fifth senior brother is really speechless, he has to cover his head tightly with a quilt when he sleeps at night, and he likes to curl up his body in a ball, like an ostrich sleeping face down.

Frightened by Fises last night, Ling Feng didn't dare to go back to his tent, and the brothers and sisters had their own sleeping quirks: Lu Sen likes to wear heavy armor to sleep, which is rumored to be to better understand the true meaning of forging; Jing Yun doesn't need to mention it, with him, others are basically cut off from the quilt; Sang Fei is even more speechless, this indifferent authentic nobleman must wear a nightgown embroidered with cute portraits every night, and he can't sleep at all without wearing it! He has been hiding this quirk from the dead, but somehow after being discovered by the big-mouthed Jingyun, it became an open secret between the brothers and sisters;

Dan Lun –

Forget it, this senior brother is probably in Baifeng Yuan has taken too many adventures and left sequelae, and when he sleeps, there are traps around him, Ling Feng is worried that if he dreams and turns over, he will probably be directly pierced into a hedgehog.

As for Kane –

When he was a child, his body was half larger than ordinary people, and when he lived in a camp with Ling Feng at that time, Ling Feng would often wake up in the middle of the night. The reason is very simple, this kid always rests one of his thighs on Ling Feng extremely unconsciously. That's fine, but he still snores like thunder, every day!

He slept comfortably, but Ling Feng was really miserable. Every night, I either dreamed of being crushed by a mountain or being swept away by a huge wave. To a certain extent, Ling Feng's diligent cultivation every morning was completely forced out by Kane.

After weighing it, Ling Feng felt that Jing Yun's quirks were a little more bearable.

Walking out of the tent and taking a long breath of fresh air, Ling Feng's lips and tongue curled slightly, and a strong breath like an arrow erupted, shooting three or four feet away before stopping!