Swayed a set of reverse sword robbery sword dance, although there was no opponent, but the murderous aura in the chill was no less. For the current Feng Ren, it is already a simple thing to create an opponent to dance the sword to his heart's content, and it can also be improved a little, but it is very limited.

Enlightenment is indeed important, but unfortunately it has to be implemented in actual combat to be able to truly control it.

Over the years, his growth has been based on countless life and death wanderings, in exchange for the capital of this rare opponent in the same level, and even often cross-level vicious battles.

Of course, the price is now a faint pain in the meridians in the body.

Everything has a cause and must have an effect, and behind the brilliance is destined to be countless blood and tears.

In fact, Feng Ren thinks that what he has done is not a glorious one, but he has been following the path he thinks is right, and doing what he thinks.

Good or evil, those who don't need to think about it, just ask for a clear conscience.

But now, there is a touch of confusion in my heart.

Is it really right that he has participated in so much in the affairs of the Oblivion Pavilion?

Although the rest of the major forces in the Central Domain are not bright sects, the dark side will always exist under the surface of the glamour. However, it seems that there are many temperamental people in every force, so that the cold blade in his hand is hesitating and unable to sharpen it.

At the moment of life and death, hesitation represents death, and the moment of mercy is also announcing the end of oneself.

But he's still doing it.

"Stardust Tears, am I right or wrong? It seems that since I came to the Middle Domain, there is less blood on my hands. I'm an enemy myself, and I can't even do it. Shouldn't it be that I have long been numb to this kind of thing, and then mercilessly harvested the lives of those who are powerless to resist? Maybe some people are right, I shouldn't have held a sword with a little kindness in my heart. The sword is a murder weapon, the end of life, but I always use it to protect the people around me. Itself, when the desire to save people is in mind, the heart of murder will naturally be born. But after all, I was still not indifferent enough. ”

With a sigh, Feng Ren stroked the silver rainbow on the blade of the sword, and with a slash, the bitter wind pierced directly into the entrance of the distant passage, knocking out a gap and depression in the wall.

"Who's there?"

As the words fell, a pretty figure walked out of there, holding a covered soup bowl in his hand.

"Brother Feng Ren, I finally found you. Here's the hot soup I made for you, drink it quickly. If you go to bed drunk after drinking, you will definitely wake up uncomfortable tomorrow morning. ”

The wind is gentle and her face is full of tenderness, and as her name suggests, she is such a gentle girl herself.

"I'm sorry for you. Feng Ren smiled and took the soup bowl, but he was puzzled: "Why were you able to find here?"

Hearing this, Feng smiled softly: "Guess." In the past, every time Brother Feng Ren drank alcohol, he would not go to sleep directly, and basically danced his sword in the night. I first went outside to look around and found that you were not there, so I thought it might be here. ”

"Gentle, you're so sweet. ”

With that, Feng Ren lifted the lid on the soup bowl, and it was still steaming inside. On the finger at the bottom of the bowl, you can still feel a trace of the remnants of the fire attribute power.

In order to ensure that this bowl of soup prepared by myself does not go cold and change its flavor, the wind is gentle and gentle along the way, so that the wind can ensure the best taste when you drink it.

Picking up the bowl and taking a big sip, although it was completely impossible to taste the ingredients that were used to stew it, it tasted really good, and after sliding into the stomach, there was a burst of warmth, and Feng Ren felt that the discomfort and fatigue on his body seemed to fade a little.

At the base of the tongue, there is a faint sweetness, which seems to be the sweetness released by some kind of herb integrated into the soup.

"Delicious. I am good at gentle craftsmanship, and it seems that every night you are preparing some snacks and supper for me, so it must be very hard. Feng Ren stroked Feng Qing's head, for this girl who grew up together like a sister, the emotions in his heart were too complicated.

It's not that he doesn't understand the other party's intentions, but he really can't accept it at the moment, and he can only satisfy the other party's sustenance a little in these aspects.

Listening to Feng Ren's praise, Feng gently nodded with a smile on his face and replied: "For Brother Feng Ren, I have been honing my cooking skills, as long as you like it." Why don't you keep half a bowl and not finish it?"

"That's because, as the chef, how can Gentle give it all to me? Feng Ren pushed the soup bowl in his hand and handed it to the girl.

He took the bowl again with both hands, and the wind was gentle and flattered, and nodded, "Well, okay." ”

Without hesitation, she raised her head and drank the rest of the soup. And he also made a small movement, turning the edge of the soup bowl half a circle, so that the edge of the bowl where his cherry lips were attached was exactly where his lips touched when he drank the soup before.

Of course, this little action couldn't escape Feng Ren's gaze, he just pretended not to know, twisted his face to the side, and his cheeks were faintly hot.

And after drinking the hot soup in one gulp, the wind gently also reddened his cheeks, and after touching the corners of his mouth, he even put his fingers stained with soup into his mouth and sucked it, as if he still liked the taste.

Feeling that something would happen if he continued, Feng Ren hurriedly patted Feng Qing's head and smiled embarrassedly: "Okay, Qingrou can almost go back to rest, don't be too late." Although it is said that there is nothing to do tomorrow, it is not good to sleep lazy. ”

"yes, I see. Tomorrow morning, Gentle will prepare a hearty breakfast for Brother Feng Ren. After leaving for so many days, Brother Feng Ren seems to have lost weight, and he should make up for it. ”

After that, the wind gently waved the still warm soup bowl and left happily, very excited.

"Gentle, this girl is really as easy as a child, and she is happy because of a little thing. Sometimes I still really envy her for being so carefree. ”

After laughing at himself, Feng Ren also put away his stardust tears and walked towards another passage.

However, he didn't see that Feng Qing, who should have left in the shadows, appeared again, looking at the back that disappeared into the passage at the other end, a trace of haze swept up in his eyes, and he muttered in a deep voice: "Why, Brother Feng Ren, you have always chosen her? Why, what is it that is inferior to Huo Xiaoxuan? Could it be that all my efforts are useless? No, it must not be enough." Perhaps, my approach itself is wrong......"

On the way back to the room, when Feng Ren saw a shadow leaning against the wall, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, what happened today, looking for his woman endlessly?

Moreover, what appeared in front of his eyes at this moment turned out to be ...... Commonplace?

Smiling slightly, Sikong Qiao'er nodded and said, "Brother, are you back?" Qiao'er has been in retreat before, so I can greet you as soon as possible. I heard that this time my brother was so majestic...... So, I guess there are a lot of rewards...... Can it, can it ...... Qiao'er's private sweets were all eaten during the retreat, and it was difficult to buy them here, so ......"

Are you going for retreat or recreation?

Although this idea popped up in his mind involuntarily, Feng Ren naturally didn't say it, just smiled lightly and said, "I said, as long as Qiao'er wants to eat candy, I can give it to you." It's just that now I don't have any hands on it, and I forgot about it all of a sudden when I went out this time...... Otherwise, tomorrow, I'm sure I'll get you a lot of delicious food. ”

"Well, I know that my brother is the best for me!"

Sikong Qiao'er suddenly rushed up, kissed Feng Ren lightly on the cheek, leaving a faint fragrance, and then trotted away shyly.

However, Feng Ren didn't have time to relive that inexplicable kiss...... Because at that moment, he saw a glimmer of gaze peeking through the crack in the door not far away, faintly full of gloom.

That room was his own.

That gaze is also very familiar...... belongs to Huo Xiaoxuan.

Boom!

The door was slammed shut, and when Feng Ren rushed to the door, he found that it had been locked from the inside and could not be opened at all.

"Xiaoxuan, open the door, don't do this!"

Feng Ren looked crying and mourning, although there are many rooms here to sleep and rest, but if it is rumored that he was kicked out of his room the next day and cannot go back, he will definitely be laughed at for a long time by a group of unscrupulous guys.

Inside the house, there was a girl's angry voice: "Hmph, you just find a warbler and make do with it for the night." Kindly waited for you to come back, but it turned out to be in front of me and other women, it's too much!"

Knowing in his heart that it was useless to explain, Feng Ren simply cleared his throat and replied, "Okay then, I'll go find Sister Yin." It just so happened that she told me not long ago that it was good to have a worm as her daughter, but she was not biological after all, and she hoped to really have a child of her own. So, I'll stop by there tonight and work hard. ”

Boom!

In an instant, the door opened, and the slender arm that reached out grabbed it, and the figure of Feng Ren was pulled directly into the room.

Boom!

The door closed again, locked and resolute.

"Xiaoxuan, what are you doing? Have you deliberately practiced such a sharp move?"

When Feng Ren reacted, he had already been pressed on the seat by Huo Xiaoxuan.

However, there was no questioning, and in front of him were a few plates on the table...... I can't tell what it is...... I guess it's barely food.

"Eat. ”

A very simple word, Huo Xiaoxuan also handed the chopsticks to Feng Ren's hand.

Looking at the pitch-black things in the dish, Feng Ren only felt that the hand holding the chopsticks was trembling, and said in surprise: "Wouldn't this be the surprise you told me?"

Before, after hugging each other and chatting for a while during the reunion, he was suddenly pushed out of the door by Huo Xiaoxuan inexplicably, and warned that he would not come back until the evening.

Huo Xiaoxuan nodded and said, "Not bad." I made it myself, and I don't know what it tastes like, so you can just eat it. After all, I've been practicing for days. ”

Grunt.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Feng Ren only felt that the time when he looked at the strange food in front of him seemed to be as long as centuries, and the moment he was finally willing to put down his chopsticks, he even felt a sense of the burden of swinging his sword at an insurmountable peerless powerhouse.

Quickly picked up a ball of things that looked like fried dumplings and threw them into his mouth, swallowing them almost without chewing, and a touch of helplessness appeared on his face.

"It's unpalatable. ”

Trembling slightly, Huo Xiaoxuan clenched his fists and replied, "Can't you just be straightforward?

"It's unpalatable, it's unpalatable, it's so unpalatable!"

I saw Feng Ren screaming miserably, and at the same time, he actually put all the "food" into his mouth, chewed and swallowed.

During this period, Huo Xiaoxuan also grabbed a biscuit made by herself and put it in her mouth, and her face changed in an instant.

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