"Brother Tai, don't you want to take a break?" Fang Zixuan shouted to the white-clothed young man in front of him.

The young man in white ignored Fang Zixuan and continued to ride forward.

After Fang Zixuan followed for a while, he found that the young man in white seemed to have no sign of stopping to rest, so he shook his head with a wry smile, then took out the Night Pearl, turned the horse's head, and walked towards the forest on the right.

Stomp and tread.

Well, Fang Zixuan suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, which had been gradually moving away, slowly getting louder, so he couldn't help but look to the left.

It turned out that the young man in white also walked in, but he was still separated from Fang Zixuan by a parallel distance of more than twenty zhang.

Fang Zixuan couldn't help but smile slightly. This young man in white is interesting.

After walking for two quarters of an hour, Fang Zixuan stopped in a clearing and then cut some branches. Soon, a fire radiating warmth and light appeared in the clearing.

"Brother Tai, do you want to be together?" Fang Zixuan shouted to the white-clothed young man twenty feet away.

The young man in white still ignored Fang Zixuan, but lit a big fire himself, and then sat silently by the fire.

Seeing the young man in white sitting silently like this, motionless, I don't know why, Fang Zixuan suddenly felt that the slightly slender figure of the young man in white seemed to be a little lonely, lonely, sad?

Fang Zixuan couldn't tell what it was like, in short, Fang Zixuan's mood suddenly fell now.

Suddenly, Fang Zixuan stood up, and then slowly walked towards the white-clothed young man.

Maybe he didn't want to disturb the young man in white, so Fang Zixuan's pace was very light and light, but there was still a slight sound, which was deliberate by Fang Zixuan, lest the young man in white mistakenly think that Fang Zixuan wanted to sneak attack him.

It's just that the young man in white still looked at the fire in front of him silently, as if there was something special in this fire.

Ten zhang.

Hachijo.

Five zhang.

Fang Zixuan was getting closer and closer to the young man in white, but the young man in white still didn't react.

Fang Zixuan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Because with the strength of the young man in white, he won't be able to hear his own voice, and it seems that he should not be in a good mood at this time.

Sanzhang.

Two feet.

One zhang.

Fang Zixuan walked across from the white-clothed young man, and then sat down gently.

This was the first time that Fang Zixuan looked at the young man in white up close.

Suddenly, the fire in front of Fang Zixuan flashed, and then, Fang Zixuan saw a blood-red spirit spear appear in front of him, and at the same time, accompanied by a chill.

"What do you want to do?" It turned out that the young man in white suddenly stood up, and then took out the blood-red spirit spear and pointed it, the red tip of the spear had already appeared a foot and a half in front of Fang Zixuan, and pointed at Fang Zixuan's throat.

Looking at this white-clothed young man who seemed to be frightened, Fang Zixuan stood up, then spread his hands and said with a wry smile: "First of all, I don't want to sneak attack you, have you ever seen a sneak attacker sit down opposite the other party?"

The young man in white stared at Fang Zixuan tightly, as long as Fang Zixuan made any moves, he would definitely not hesitate to pierce Fang Zixuan's throat with one shot.

In this way, the two men looked at each other silently on both sides of the fire.

Syllable.

The fire between the two occasionally made a slight pop.

Long.

Suddenly, the fire flashed again, but this time it was not the young man in white who shot at Fang Zixuan, but the young man in white who withdrew the red gun.

"You, go away. The young man in white said coldly.

"I'm bored over there, so just let me sit here. Fang Zixuan said.

"Go away. The young man in white said coldly without thinking.

"Don't be so cold, I'll just sit down. Fang Zixuan said.

"Go away. The young man in white is still these two words.

Fang Zixuan suddenly waved his left hand, and a wine jar appeared on his right hand.

The young man in white saw Fang Zixuan's left hand waving, thinking that he was going to make a move, so the red spear in his right hand was ready to stab out.

"Don't do it, this is spirit wine, spirit wine is a weapon?" Fang Zixuan said.

The young man in white looked at the wine jar on Fang Zixuan's right hand, and snorted coldly: "You want to drink, go away." At the same time, he withdrew the red gun pointed at Fang Zixuan.

"It's boring to drink alone, why don't you have two drinks together?" Fang Zixuan said.

"Go away. The young man in white frowned and said coldly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Fang Zixuan's stubborn fighting.

"Don't reject people thousands of miles away like this, it's a cold night in early winter, so it's good to drink two glasses of spiritual wine to warm up." Fang Zixuan said.

With the strength of their martial arts realm, how could they be afraid of this little cold, Fang Zixuan was obviously talking nonsense with his eyes open, but it could be regarded as an excuse at all.

At this time, Fang Zixuan suddenly found that he had become so cheeky? others drove him away, but he still didn't leave, this was also Fang Zixuan's first encounter when he came to the Five Elements Continent.

"Get out. The tone of the white-clothed young man was obviously aggravated, and at the same time, the red spear in his right hand flashed, and the blood-red spear head of Na Sen Han pointed at Fang Zixuan one foot in front of him again.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll get out. Feeling the chill coming from the head of the gun, Fang Zixuan smiled helplessly.

Hearing that Fang Zixuan was finally willing to leave, the young man in white snorted coldly and withdrew the red gun without speaking.

It's just that after a while, Fang Zixuan still stood still, and the young man in white gritted his teeth and said, "Get out." ”

Fang Zixuan suddenly took out a bowl, poured a bowl of spirit wine, and then handed it over and said, "Drink a bowl?"

The young man in white clenched the red gun in his hand in his right hand and stared at Fang Zixuan deadly.

"Shameless. The young man in white suddenly said these two words, then withdrew the red gun and sat down, but his eyes fell on the fire in front of him, it seemed that this fire was more interesting than Fang Zixuan and the spirit wine in his hand.

After a while, Fang Zixuan saw that the young man in white had not taken the bowl of spirit wine, so he said, "Are you afraid that I will poison the spirit wine?"

After speaking, Fang Zixuan withdrew his left hand, and then drank the spirit wine in the bowl, and then, Fang Zixuan took out another bowl and poured it full of wine, and then with a wave of his left hand, the wine bowl in his hand landed firmly in front of the young man in white.

Pour yourself a full bowl, then raise the wine bowl to the young man in white, and drink it all again.

The young man in white still ignored Fang Zixuan, and Fang Zixuan drank alone.

It didn't take long for a jar of spirit wine to be drunk, but the young man in white still looked at the fire in front of him motionlessly.

Fang Zixuan smiled bitterly, then stood up and walked back to his fire.

Looking at the slightly lonely slender figure of the young man in white, Fang Zixuan shook his head.

After adding firewood, Fang Zixuan took out the animal skin and spread it on the ground, and then lay on it.

It was impossible to enter a deep sleep, Fang Zixuan divided his mind and paid attention to the movements around him.

It's just that I don't know why, in Fang Zixuan's mind at this moment, all that comes back and forth is the slightly lonely figure of the young man in white.

Fang Zixuan shook his head vigorously, and then hypnotized himself, center, center, don't think too much.

Slowly, Fang Zixuan fell into a light sleep.