Huh? It was fine just now, why is Cheng Meixi talking to me in such a tone now? She still asks me who I am? Feng Mu was a little confused, he stood stupidly, not knowing how to answer.

"Stinky boy, he doesn't pee on himself. Even if you are handsome, what do you compare with Guihai Chenghuang? Joke, I heard from the people in the village that there is a silly boy who always compares himself to the sun, and I ask you, how old are you? Which onion are you? Do you really think I'm going to take a fancy to you? You still want to kiss me, you want to hug me, the toad wants to eat swan meat, don't even think about it!" Cheng Meixi continued to say in a cold tone, mixed with disdain in the middle of the term.

Feng Mu understood that what happened before was Cheng Meixi acting. But this reversal is really abrupt, and he won't accept it for a while, so he doesn't know how to refute it.

"Who is Guihai Chenghuang, he is the most talented boy in the royal bloodline, even if his family is now exiled by the royal family, but one day he will return to orthodoxy! And you, just a stinky boy in the mountains, you are poor, you have no background, you can't afford a good dress. If you want me to say, you can't even compare to a finger of others! You were embarrassed to peek at me last night and tell you that I would never like you stinky boy! Don't even think about it!" Cheng Meixi was a little excited, so that her beautiful face looked a little distorted.

Feng Mu wiped his nose with his hand, it seems that this Cheng Meixi has made up her mind to follow Guihai Chenghuang. It is difficult for the daughter of a village chief's family to cling to the royal family, and it is also a good choice to cling to the future star of the royal family.

Cheng Meixi pointed at Feng Mu with her finger: "Today, I will teach you a lesson for Guihai Chenghuang." Just wait, boy who eats dirt!"

Feng Mu slowly raised his head and asked unhurriedly, "Have you finished speaking?"

Cheng Meixi was stunned, and now he was asked by Feng Mu.

"Cheng Meixi, our game is not over yet. Feng Mu gritted his teeth, and his eyes were already flushed with red threads.

In the open space of Taiping Mountain, Feng Mu chased Cheng Meixi frantically, going around in circles over and over again. At the beginning, Cheng Meixi could still walk backwards, but after a while, the speed of walking backwards was no longer good, so she could only turn around and walk forward, and at this time, Cheng Meixi could still deal with it calmly, but after a while, Cheng Meixi could only use to run.

Feng Mu knew in his heart that only by exhausting Cheng Meixi's physical strength as soon as possible in this half an hour could he have any hope of winning. Thinking of this, Feng Mu didn't stop, he ran tirelessly, like a spinning top that was forever spinning.

He ran and ran towards the white figure, and kept running. ran to Cheng Meixi from walking backwards to walking, from walking along to trotting, and then from trotting to running wildly, the halo running to Chen Meixi's feet became thinner and thinner, running until her head was dizzy, and the white figure in her eyes became more and more blurred.

See, it's about to catch up......

"Stop! Half an hour has arrived!" Cheng Meixi held the tree with her right hand, and made a stop gesture with the palm of her left hand facing outward.

On the Scorched Earth Continent, everyone and even some spiritual immortal beasts and demonic beasts have their own biological clocks in their bodies, and this biological clock is very accurate, not a fraction of a centimeter.

Cheng Meixi was right, just when she was about to catch up, half an hour arrived, and it did arrive.

Myself, failed......

Feng Mu stopped, almost kneeling on the ground, he felt that his legs were not his own. After a pause for half a second, Feng Mu's knees weakened and he collapsed to the right on the open ground. He pressed his chest, holding back to keep himself from throwing up. The crazy running of this half hour seems to have reached his limit.

The pendant hanging on the chest, I usually don't feel its existence, which makes it seem to become extremely cold, and the cold feeling spreads from the chest, although it is cold, but there is a sense of comfort.

Not far away, Cheng Meixi also fell under the tree, her back against the tree, panting.

After resting for two minutes, Feng Mu looked at Cheng Meixi with straight eyes, and when he confirmed that Cheng Meixi was also looking at him, Feng Mu grabbed a fist of dirt with one hand and stuffed it into his mouth without looking.

The taste of this dirt is really unpleasant. Feng Mu half-chewed and half-swallowed it. After eating, I looked at Cheng Meixi under the tree, her shoulders trembled, and she was smiling bitterly.

After twenty minutes, and the rest was almost over, the two of them went down separately - from different directions.

When he got home, Feng Mu fell on the bed, he needed to rest, have a good rest. The shops of these two positions have become the paradise that Feng Mu needs the most at this moment. The boy who eats soil, hum, Cheng Meixi, I remember you.

Feng Mu spread out his limbs and lay in a large shape. The ceiling overhead was so familiar, and it looked so far away. He was so tired that the moment he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.

I slept until the sun went down, and when I woke up, the afterglow of the setting sun filled the entire mountain. My legs were sore, and I found it difficult to lift my feet and walk a few steps. Feng Mu returned to the bed and massaged his legs with both hands.

Not long after the massage, someone outside called the door, and the voice was Jing Lang. What are you doing here? But it's okay, my feet are sore, and he's going to make dinner, that's good.

Feng Mu supported his body with his hands and struggled to stand up, at this moment he really wished that he hadn't closed the door when he came in in the afternoon.

"Is there a good thing?" opened the door, Feng Mu asked Jing Lang.

"There is no good thing, there is a bad thing. I'm going to sleep with you at night. Jing Lang said dejectedly.

Feng Mu roughly guessed: "What about my father-in-law's big temper?"

Jing Lang frowned: "Yes, it's so angry." When he came back from Xun Sang, he scolded Yao Mei fiercely, and Yao Mei couldn't help but reply a few words. This is miserable, and my father is furious. Seriously, although I make my father angry from time to time, this is the first time I've seen him so angry. I had no choice, and I couldn't persuade me, so I had to hide. ”

"Then how is Sister Yao now?" Feng Mu asked with concern.

Jing Lang frowned again: "What else can I do, I was locked up in a small black room." But it was not enough to be locked in the little black room, my father scolded the little black room again, and as soon as he stopped scolding, I heard Yao Mei crying in the small black room. ”

Feng Mu let out a long sigh: "Poor Sister Yao." Father-in-law's temper, hey. ”

Jing Lang lowered his head: "Sometimes I really want to smash that little black house." Perhaps, it would be better for us to grow up sooner. ”

Feng Mu looked at the sunset outside the window: "I hope Sister Yao can be well." ”

When night fell, Jing Lang still wanted to take Feng Mu to Taiping Mountain to cultivate. Feng Mu refused, saying that he would just practice his qi tonight. When he was about to go to bed, Feng Mu left the two bunks to Jing Lang, and slept in the hammock that his parents slept in before, he didn't want others to sleep in his parents' beds.