Soon, Wei Feng discovered that sleeping with Meng Yao was an extremely torturous thing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Feng didn't dare to act, for fear that if Meng Yao shouted out, he would ruin his name. Meng Yao, who was asleep, suddenly turned over and hugged Wei Feng.

Two soft things immediately stuck to his arm, Wei Feng's heart blossomed, this is not to blame Lao Tzu, it was you who took the initiative.

Just as he was happy, suddenly a thigh came across and pressed mercilessly on his stomach.

A feeling of suffocation made Wei Feng's breath almost disordered, and he pushed Meng Yao hard, in vain, Meng Yao seemed to be unable to wake up.

For the first time, Wei Feng felt that the skin-to-skin blind date was not as wonderful as he imagined, he withdrew his body vigorously, broke free from the grip of Meng Yao's thighs, and got out of the tent with a bit of embarrassment.

A gust of night wind blew, a few floating clouds covered the bright moon, Wei Feng guarded a fire, and felt a sense of desolation.

What is this matter, in the wilderness, there is not even a place to live.

Half an hour later, the fire was extinguished, and with curling smoke and dust, Wei Feng fantasized about being able to sleep with Meng Yao for one night with a glimmer of hope.

The reality is very cruel, Meng Yao slept in the middle of the tent in a large shape, let alone lying down, and there was no place to sit.

There was really no way, Wei Feng had to use his night vision eyes, pick up some branches, make a bed, look up at the night sky, and sleep outside the tent.

Meng Yao woke up early and saw Wei Feng lying on a branch, and was immediately annoyed.

"What do you mean, I'd rather sleep outside, I stink?"

"You sleep like this, how can I have a place to sleep!" Wei Feng made a big font.

Meng Yao felt unreasonable, "Let me tell you again, this girl is very ladylike, and she is very famous at home. ”

I went, I really couldn't explain the reason, in Meng Yao's eyes, the reputation of the small mountain village was universal. Wei Feng didn't care about her, got up and used the branches under him to light a small fire and boil water and make tea for his master.

Master is dragged down by himself, he is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, as long as he takes a big step, he may have already walked half the way at this time.

Zhou Fatong came out of the tent, drank a cup of tea with satisfaction, asked Meng Yao to pack his bags, and then hurried.

Walking from dawn to sunset, I finally came to the transfer station, and on one side was a cliff path leading to Tianjiazhuang, where Wei Feng came from.

Behind the transfer station, there was also a path along the mountain range, winding and overgrown with weeds, Zhou Fatong pointed and said, along this road, over about fifty hills, you can reach the Gale Wind Sect.

Very few ordinary disciples traveled, and those great monks or high-level martial artists did not get their feet wet when they walked, so this road was not stepped on.

The three of them were received by a middle-aged man in the foundation building period, as well as two disciples, Wei Feng hurriedly inquired, "Where did Elder Ge go?"

"The old gentleman felt that Shouyuan was exhausted, and he didn't want to leave anything, so he jumped off the cliff directly, but unfortunately, we went down to look for it, and we couldn't find his bones, which may have been ...... by wild beasts" The middle-aged man looked gloomy and couldn't continue.

"The old guy is a personality and walks without worry. Zhou Fatong rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to hide his sadness.

Ge Lao left in such a tragic way, which just shows the helplessness of the monk, if he can't get married, he is the same as a mortal, at most it will not be a hundred years, sooner or later the oil will run out, and all efforts will be in vain.

Sadly came to the edge of the cliff, looking at the unfathomable below, Wei Feng's eyes were moist, and he almost cried, Ge Lao was his benefactor, if it weren't for the Pei Yuan Dan sent by the old man, which allowed him to sprout the seeds of true qi, he would definitely not have today's cultivation.

didn't have time to say thanks, so Ge Lao left like this, leaving regrets. The deceased is gone, the living should be strong, Wei Feng secretly swore that he would never live up to Ge Lao's original earnest advice, and he must make himself strong.

"What are you looking at?" Meng Yao shouted from behind him.

Wei Feng was startled, almost fell down, and couldn't help but be annoyed: "Can you manage it?"

"Hehe, do you know Ge Lao?" Meng Yao was not annoyed, and asked with a smile.

"This is the only way up the mountain, who doesn't know him. ”

"When I came, he was already walking and waddling, panting, and the old man Ge was very good, he looked like that, and he served us food. I was also very homesick at the time, and I felt very warm and emotionally stabilized when I saw him. Meng Yao chattered.

"Don't say it, let's go eat!" Wei Feng didn't want to listen, and added sadness.

After a full meal, there were a lot of free rooms, Wei Feng could finally sleep alone, he didn't sleep well last night, but this night was exceptionally sweet.

In the morning, Wei Feng asked the middle-aged monk if he could borrow a tent and buy it at a high price.

The middle-aged monk spreads his hands, and only temporary food and lodging are provided here, and nothing else is available.

There was no way, Wei Feng could only go on the road like this, follow the footsteps of his master, step on the barren grass, and run towards the distant Gale Wind Sect.

"Master, I remember that Xiao Yue seemed to have only been gone for one day, and was robbed by the Red Sleeve Sect, could it be that the Red Sleeve Sect approached our Qingyun Gate?"

"Impossible, Ouyang Fu, as the youngest son of the sect master, must have a flying magic weapon and don't need to walk. I guess it was that flying magic weapon that was too eye-catching, and it was discovered by the Red Sleeve Sect monk passing by, and it was good that he didn't kill him. Zhou Fatong explained.

"Can the furnace of the Magic Weapon Palace refine flying machines?"

"Yes!"

"Master, let's also refine a flying magic weapon!"

"Xiaofeng, that, Master won't. Zhou Fatong whispered in an embarrassed voice, "Besides, the head of the sect and the two elders don't have it, even if it is refined, it won't fall into our hands." ”

This is the truth, and the leaders above are staring at it, no wonder the master doesn't even need a talisman.

Up and down, along the path over more than a dozen mountains, the sun hid behind the mountain, dusk came, Wei Feng felt that his legs and stomach were filled with lead, and he couldn't move a step, fortunately he practiced martial arts before, otherwise, he would have been tired and lay down.

Zhou Fatong was a monk in the foundation building period, and Meng Yao was born with a good physique, neither of them felt too tired, Zhou Fatong chose a relatively flat grassland, prepared to raise a bonfire, and set up camp.

Just as he was about to look for dry firewood, Zhou Fatong suddenly said: "Hide under the tree, don't talk or move." ”

Meng Yao was still in a daze, Wei Feng pulled her up suddenly, ran to a big tree in a few steps, and Zhou Fatong's figure flashed and followed.

"Master!" As soon as Meng Yao spoke, he was covered by Wei Feng.

An indescribable sense of oppression suddenly came from above, making people tense and almost suffocating, just like when Wei Feng first came, there were great monks passing in the sky.

Hiding is a helpless move, and it is useless, the great monks have actually sensed it a long time ago, and what they want is this effect, so that the low-level monks are afraid of them and enjoy this feeling of being on top.

After a long time, the great monk walked away, the cover of the canopy of the tree, his true face was not visible, Zhou Fatong was covered with sweat, and kept wiping, but Meng Yao couldn't resist and had already fainted.