The next day, back mountain.

When Wu Feng was concentrating and concentrating on sword practice, a crisp and soft voice broke his concentration.

"Are you practicing your sword here again?"

Wu Feng suddenly remembered Nagisa Yan, and an inexplicable feeling appeared in his heart, but then he realized that Nagisa Yan had left, and this voice was not the sound of Nagisa Yan.

The buried memory suddenly surfaced on the surface of the mind.

Wu Feng turned around and said softly, "Dream...... Senior Sister Meng?"

Standing in front of him was a woman in blue, with a pretty face and long flowing hair.

Her skin is dark and sexy wheat, but her eyes are brighter and brighter, and her red lips are delicate.

Wu Feng worked hard to make this mature beauty overlap with the figure of the pretty girl in his memory.

And the beauty in blue chuckled: "Xiao Feng, have you grown up too? ”

Wu Feng also laughed: "Could it be that it will always be a child? Sister Qiwu, why did you come back from the main hall?"

Meng Qiwu is Wu Feng's father's apprentice, seven years older than him, but he is not practicing Dongchen swordsmanship, but another set of martial arts. Five years ago, through the big competition, I was selected as one of the top ten and was able to go to the main hall for further study.

Hearing this, Meng Qiwu's expression suddenly darkened and lowered her head.

After a while, she sighed and said, "I've been driven back." ”

Wu Feng exclaimed, "What?"

Meng Qi Wu said: "The main hall is not so good, the competition is too fierce, I have been cultivating there for five years, and I have not broken through the Bone Refining Realm, so I was naturally sent back." ”

Wu Feng leaned over and patted her on the shoulder: "I didn't even choose the top ten, and I didn't have the opportunity to go to Sanchuan County to see it, and Sister Qiwu, you are considered to be in the same disease......

Meng Qiwu was surprised: "With your qualifications, how can you ......?"

"Over the years, my father didn't know what important tasks to go, and I hadn't seen anyone in the past few years, and no one had anyone to guide me, so of course I fell behind. The breakthrough in martial arts cultivation is very opportunistic, and it is indeed often said that it is not good, and there is no need to care too much about the backwardness for a while. Wu Feng pretended to be calm.

Meng Qiwu heard him say this, but laughed: "You say you don't care, who believes it? I know that you kid is the most competitive." is also a fallen person at the end of the world, and now that it is getting late, let's accompany my sister to the tavern for a few drinks. ”

"I'm still young, drinking alcohol is not good for my health......" Wu Feng and Meng Qiwu have known each other since they were children, and after a few words with her, they got acquainted again, and they also joked.

"Tsk, you stole your father's wine when you were five years old, and you were hung and beaten by him, or sister, I will help you intercede. Let's go!" Meng Qiwu grabbed Wu Feng's hand and dragged him down the mountain.

Wu Feng faintly felt that this didn't seem to be good, but Mengqiwu's temperament used to be like this, not to mention that her palms exuded warmth, Wu Feng had practiced swords in the autumn wind for most of the day, it was really cold, and it was indeed more comfortable to be pinched by her like this.

After going down the mountain, Meng Qiwu let go of her hand, and the two walked side by side.

As the two of them were walking towards the tavern, a young man with covered eyes and a large bouquet of roses greeted Mengqiwu.

It is a custom of the people of the West Pole to express their love with roses, but it has also been passed down in recent years.

"I have planted for you, nine hundred and ninety-nine roses...... "The young man sang in a voice like a broken gong.

"It's such a familiar scene, it's been five years, and he got the news as soon as you came back......" Wu Feng said in a low voice: "It's really focused, do you want me to help you shoot?"

This young man's name is Ye Hang, his nickname is stupid, and he is a loyal suitor of Mengqiwu.

"No need, no matter how bad my sister is, it's enough to teach him a lesson. Meng Qiwu grinned, flew forward, waved his left hand, and knocked all the roses to the ground, and a large swarm of bees hidden in it swept towards Meng Qiwu, but Meng Qiwu flew like electricity, and all of them fell to the ground.

At the same time, Meng Qiwu's right foot turned into a flying shadow and kicked out in a row, Ye Hang slashed down the block, but was just kicked in the palm by Meng Qiwu's toes, screaming and falling down.

Meng Qiwu saw him fall, made up for it, kicked Ye Hang upside down, and planted his head down like a radish in the mud.

Ye Hang's mouth and nose were stuck with sludge, and his neatly repaired forehead hair was also stuck into a dirty mess.

"Come back after a few years of cultivation, stupid little loss!" Meng Qiwu giggled, she was impatient with Ye Hang, and told him that as long as he could hurt her, she would agree to his courtship.

However, there has been nothing new in this guy's methods.

"Let's go. Wu Feng has no sympathy for Ye Hang, because it is said that this kid has been pursuing several girls at the same time, although there is no evidence.

Meng Qiwu nodded and strode forward, Wu Feng hurriedly followed her.

The two walked into the tavern at Taniguchi, and the shopkeeper of the tavern was a white ape demon who was very good at making wine.

More than 10,000 years ago, the human race and the demon race could be said to be mortal enemies. However, the martial ancestor basically wiped out the barbarians with his peerless majesty, and the demon clan was also killed backward, and the demon clan was no longer a threat to human beings, and the contradiction between the cultivator and the martial artist was born in later generations, so the hatred between the human race and the demon race gradually faded.

Some of the demon communities scattered in the mountains and forests also trade and form alliances with the human race, and some demon individuals will directly integrate into the human society.

This white ape demon is a member of the demon clan's powerful Toyotomi Hideyoshi. Because Xiao Yangge once had a bitter love for Toyotomi Hideyoshi's daughter Toyotomi Liming, and loved the house and Wu, he was extremely generous to the white ape from the Toyotomi tribe.

"Ape Gong, come to a private room, go to the altar of high-quality Huadiao wine, and ask for a large plate of peanuts, a pound of beef, and two oysters and tofu soup!" Meng Qiwu said loudly, casually sprinkling a handful of broken silver on the counter. This is her usual temperament, speaking loudly, acting recklessly, and at the slightest displeasure, she will fist and kick.

"Okay, Dream Girl is back, what a rarity!" The white ape turned into a bald middle-aged man with a clear face, but there was still a large handful of monkey hair on the back of his neck.

The white ape quickly took out a jar of old wine from the cabinet, and instructed Xiao Er to lead the two into the private room.

At the back of the tavern is a small lake formed by mountain springs, clear and bright, and the window of this private room is facing the lake, and the lake reflects the setting sun, rippling a streamer.

Soon, the food and drinks were delivered, and Xiao Er bragged about their food and drinks, then closed the door of the private room and left.

Meng Qiwu tore a large piece of beef, stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it, poured a large bowl of wine, and poured it into her mouth.

Drops of oil and wine mixed and dripped from her mouth onto the table, strangely not stained with her clothes.

Wu Feng knew that this senior sister had always been not good at eating, so he only smiled, took a slice of beef with chopsticks, and chewed it carefully: "Sure enough, it is stuffed beef, the taste is very positive, and it is much stronger than the cultivated cattle in the Central Plains." ”

"The food here is a bit more expensive, but the ingredients are also top-notch. Meng Qiwu poured another big sip of wine and said, "You drink quickly, don't chew and swallow slowly like a young lady, a big man can't eat as well as my sister and me......"

Wu Feng secretly thought: Among women, there are really few gluttons like you, senior sister.

He poured himself a bowl of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "Is this okay?"

Meng Qiwu smiled: "Of course, we won't get drunk tonight, and we won't have any snacks left! You have been eating less, and I will treat you well today......."

After three rounds of drinking, Meng Qiwu was already a little drunk, and her oily and moist face exuded a light red, she liked to drink, but the amount of alcohol was not very large.

"The master has been missing for a few years, will it really be okay?" The two of them drank and ate while reminiscing about the past, and gradually talked about Wu Feng's father, Meng Qiwu leaned over to Wu Feng and asked.

"Daddy......" Wu Feng sighed: "I don't know, but he has always been hidden, even if there is danger, he can break through...... It's just that why hasn't he come back to take a look, and I don't understand, what secret special tasks can the little Forgotten Sorrow Valley have?"

Meng Qiwu raised her face and said, "I really miss my master, I thought I could see him when I came back this time - I hope he will be fine." Speaking of which, he often joked back then, saying that he had adopted me for so many years, and he was ready to raise me to marry you as a daughter-in-law......"

"He's usually serious, and it's annoying to talk nonsense. Wu Feng replied.

"It's not necessarily nonsense. Meng Qiwu suddenly moved her body over with drunkenness, her face was very close to Wu Feng, and the hot wine sprayed on his face: "You kid, I didn't expect to be so handsome in the past five years, and my sister is also excited." Those wild bees and butterflies, where can they compare to half of you? You are so daring, you will marry me in a few days, and my sister and I will be twenty years old, and I will be an old girl in a few years......"

Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, looking at Mengqiwu's hazy eyes.

He took out a Jinpa, wiped the greasy and wine marks on the corners of Meng Qiwu's mouth, and said softly, "Senior sister, you are drunk." ”

"No...... Teasing you!" Meng Qiwu said loudly, picking up the wine bowl again and pouring it into her mouth.

"You haven't been willing to suffer a little loss since you were a child, and if you have the opportunity to tease you, of course I'm happy...... Speaking of which, every time you were disobedient, I beat your ass, and you had to beat it back, it's really hateful!" Meng Qiwu gritted her silver teeth and slammed it on Wu Feng's ass.

Wu Feng reflexively slapped her buttocks, the soft flesh trembled, and made a crisp sound: "It's the same now." ”

After saying that, the two of them stood up and took a few steps back, both blushing faces.

"Senior sister...... Sorry......" Wu Feng said.

"Like...... It's too much, just let your little bastard take advantage of it once, hum ......" Meng Qiwu said coquettishly, but suddenly her delicate body trembled, and her figure fell towards the wine table.

Wu Feng hurriedly supported her, seeing that she was drunk and hazy, he lay down in his arms in a blink of an eye, smiled bitterly, and said: "You can't drink enough, every time you drink like this, it's because of me, if someone else doesn't rub the oil to death." ”

As he spoke, Wu Feng asked her to lie flat on the bench and pillowed her head on her lap.

Meng Qiwu's eyes were tightly closed, motionless, she was already drunk and fell asleep, and the smell of wine sprayed up and blew on Wu Feng's face.

Wu Feng quietly looked at her beautiful sleeping face.

He didn't know Mengqiwu's intentions, but after experiencing the matter of Nagisa, he really couldn't be sure how heavy this intention was.

After Meng Qiwu experienced the blow of being repatriated, her heart was gloomy, and then she saw that Wu Feng had now grown into a handsome young man, and she would naturally be moved by the memories of the past. But when the two separated, Wu Feng was just a child who didn't understand anything, and now between Wu Feng and Mengqiwu, there was not much emotional foundation.

If Meng Qiwu was just impulsive, Wu Feng would rather not have this relationship.

"Sleep, it's better to wake up, and forget everything you've said. Wu Feng said softly, poked it with the long sword resting on the table, closed the window, blocked the evening breeze out of the window, and took off his cloak and gently covered Meng Qiwu's body.