The morning breeze blows the slender morning mist, making the tall white marble gatehouse reveal a corner from time to time.

The early sun shines down through the shadows of the fog and flows into colorful colors.

The wind was a little stronger, tearing through the mist, revealing a woman in blue with a very different color.

She looks like she is only about 20 years old, with phoenix eyebrows, autumn water in her eyes, and a thin beauty mole in the corner of her left eye, which adds to the beauty. The skin is extremely white, as if it is made of ice, and the whole body exudes a cold breath, and even the hair is full of gray and gray.

The clothes on the body are quite exposed, the neckline is extremely low, revealing two semi-circular snow greasy, and the sides of the skirt are split to the thighs, which is white and dazzling. It's just such a costume, but there is no frivolity at all, but it makes people feel fluttering and elegant.

The blue-clothed beauty had clear eyes, staring at the blue-robed young man who was opposite her in the fog.

"Xiao Feng. She called in a low voice.

"Aunt Yun, I'm listening. Wu Feng replied a little lazily.

The beauty in blue sighed.

Wu Feng smiled: "Then, before parting, hug one." ”

He took the beautiful woman in blue into his arms, full of abundance.

Then he put his lips close to her ear holes and blew hot air: "Come with me, how about it?"

"No......" The beauty in blue hesitated slightly, then shook her head, and said in a trembling voice: "I will drag you down." ”

Wu Feng grabbed her hand violently: "Woman, it's my mother-in-law's." ”

"It's really not ......"

Before the words fell, Wu Feng's eyes turned, and he made sure that there was no one around, so he pressed the blue-clothed beauty down suddenly, staring into her eyes: "It's really troublesome, do you really want to get on the boat first and then get money?"

The beauty in blue moved slightly, and then said hurriedly: "Xiao Feng, Aunt Yun is your elder......

"It's not related by blood, so what are you afraid of? Wu Feng said disappreciably, and then began to untie her clothes.

"You ......" the beauty in blue gritted her teeth.

Then the palm emitted a clear jade-white brilliance, pushing towards Wu Feng's chest.

Wu Feng was startled, but he was caught off guard, he had no power to resist, his body fell backwards, and he fell down into the endless clouds and mist.

The clouds were filled, the wind was whistling in my ears, and there seemed to be no end below......

Wu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.

It turned out to be just a dream of Nan Ke, no wonder he dared to do that.

In dreams, you will always be bolder.

However, the memories of the previous years came to my heart in an instant.

......

The heavy gates crumbled under the onslaught of rushing cars, the horns sounded victorious movements, hordes of sharp soldiers launched further onslaughts like a flood, and black-clad knights galloped along the ramp in an attempt to intercept the enemy troops fleeing from the city.

The sound of shouts of joy filled the valley, muffling the mourning of the city.

Huge blood flowers bloomed densely between the hills and plains, and from time to time, cultivators drove flying swords and various magic weapons to the sky, and then were shot down by sharp arrows from the sky, like dumplings.

After twenty years of fighting, Shentang finally broke through Junyang City, opening a gap in the territory of the Sanhe Sword Sect, and from then on, the fertile Xiangyang County was like a beautiful woman stripped naked, exposed under the soldiers of the Sanchuan samurai.

Not far outside Junyang City, a middle-aged man with a round face in indigo clothes was like the wind, skimming a gentle slope.

He looked annoyed at the young man who was sleeping on the bluestone, this boy bent his legs, sleeping peacefully and happily, snoring lowly, drooling from his mouth, and did not know what kind of sweet dream he was dreaming.

The middle-aged man picked up a gong, clanged, and said, "Oh, the new boy!"

The young man's body moved, and then he rubbed his eyes sleepily, and when he looked up, he saw a scene of chasing the dead and chasing the north in the field.

"We won?" Wu Feng asked.

The middle-aged man said angrily: "Yes!"

"That feeling good, I went back to sleep. Wu Feng lay down again.

"You ......" the middle-aged man poked his fingers: "At such an important time, you actually slept on the battlefield, right, is it worthy of the importance that the hall master values you?"

"Oh......" Wu Feng remembered the scene in the dream, and rubbed his eyes again: "You...... Did it disturb my spring dreams? Lin Xiuzhen, I'll your grandma!"

The middle-aged man's forehead suddenly jumped with green tendons.

At this moment, a clear-faced and high-minded scribe in Tsing Yi came to the wind.

The middle-aged man immediately bowed down and said, "Lin Xiuzhen sees the hall master!"

The Tsing Yi scribe only nodded slightly, but did not reply.

Only then did Wu Feng stand up loosely and look into the eyes of the scribe in Tsing Yi.

He said loudly: "Master, why do you have so many wine bags and rice bags under your hands. ”

As he spoke, his eyes swept behind the Tsing Yi scribe. There are a few young people with good faces, but they are not as good as himself, and there is also a beauty in steel armor, but unfortunately it is even worse than Aunt Yun, not to mention the dead rabbit.

As soon as these words came out, Lin Xiuzhen was furious, and everyone else also turned their eyes to Wu Feng. I only heard Lin Xiuzhen hate and say: "You...... Who do you say is a sake bag rice bag?"

Wu Feng leaned back lazily, and said leisurely: "Well, I'm not targeting you......" Seeing Lin Xiuzhen's expression softened slightly, Wu Feng pointed to Lin Xiuzhen and the group of people behind the Tsing Yi scribe, and continued: "With all due respect, I mean that you people are all wine bags and rice bags. ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the audience seemed to be lit with gunpowder.

The Tsing Yi scribe rubbed Wu Feng's shoulder, and said warmly: "Feng'er, if you hadn't offered a strange plan and arranged many times in advance, we wouldn't have been able to capture Junyang so lightly. It's really hard. ”

Everyone was about to attack Wu Feng, but when they heard the words of the scribe in Tsing Yi, they seemed to have something in their throat for a while, their lips trembled, but they couldn't say a word.