The evening breeze gently blew by, blowing Wu Feng's hair, and also sending the cold body fragrance from Yun Hailan's body to the tip of his nose.

He knew that there was a madness in him, but he was not afraid of it, because madness is often necessary for success. It's just that my heart also has a sensitive side?

Yun Hailan seemed to see what he was thinking.

She said softly, "I can't persuade you anything. However, calm down and think about whether obsessing over these things will help you in the future, and if not, try to forget about it. ”

Hearing this, Wu Feng nodded.

"yes, I should have forgotten. Now is not the time to think about that. Wu Feng muttered.

Yun Hailan stroked the hair on the side of her cheeks, and said faintly: "I'm already at this age, and I'm a person who has suffered major setbacks, so I really can't talk about any ambition." And you are in your prime and have great ambitions, Aunt Yun is still waiting for the day when you take off......"

A gloomy look appeared in her beautiful eyes, and her heart returned to the bloody drift of that night.

If you don't count the forty years of sleep, she is really not old, but when it comes to loneliness, she is far better than Wu Feng. Contemporaries who were once able to speak together have all been relegated to the loess.

In addition to working hard to restore her cultivation, all she can have is memories, right?

It is precisely because of the loneliness of ◎ □, ww♀w., that she has an unusual sense of intimacy with Wu Feng, and the two have only known each other for just over a month and a few days, and the tacit understanding has reached a point where it is inexplicable.

"Thank you. Wu Feng said solemnly, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

Although Yun Hailan is not as good at strategy and calculation as Wu Feng, she is also a smart woman. She knew that persuasion was more suitable for brothers and comrades-in-arms, and that encouragement from women could affect men's emotions more.

What man doesn't want the opposite sex to see his powerful appearance and see the day of success? No matter what the relationship between the opposite sex and himself is, that faint tenderness can always be transformed into a mysterious force that inspires people.

Yun Hailan was not polite, and calmly accepted Wu Feng's thanks.

She knew that Wu Feng must be confused now. But the other party is not an ordinary teenager, but has a mind beyond his age, and her words are enough to get him out of his confusion.

She saw the shadow of that person from Wu Feng, and had to admit that Wu Feng was above that person in terms of heart. Therefore, she sincerely hopes to see the day when Wu Feng achieves a hegemony.

"Tell me about the details of this fight. Yun Hailan said.

Wu Feng recounted the process of killing Yuan Shu.

Yun Hailan didn't comment much on his methods, but said, "Since that kid burned all his loot, although you dealt with him, you got nothing...... In the next few days, will you give up the useless search and practice hard, or will I help you cheat?"

Speaking of this, she smiled lightly, and the corners of her mouth showed a strange arc.

If Wu Feng was willing to let her help, cheating would be very feasible. Her cultivation was much higher than Wu Feng's, and her speed of searching for elixirs and materials on demon beasts in the valley was undoubtedly much faster than Wu Feng's.

After all, the Valley of Forgotten Worries is only a tribe, and the disciples will not have such a powerful foreign aid, although some of the disciples' parents are elders, but during the trial, the actions of all the elders are controlled, and except for a very few people, they are not allowed to leave the valley. Therefore, the trial rules do not take into account this possibility.

"No need. Wu Feng said: "In the next few days, I will work my own." Although I know that it is impossible to reach the quota, I still have to be worthy of my own heart. As for entering the main hall, I think there is another way. ”

Stay in the Valley of Forgotten Worries, as long as you make a few more contributions, you can go to the main hall through Xiao Yangge's recommendation. Wu Feng thought so.

"You have such ambitions. I said no more. Yun Hailan didn't speak in a provocative tone anymore, but her voice was quite calm, like shallow water at night.

Wu Feng looked at her with four eyes, and his clear eyes revealed an indescribable tacit understanding.

Spend the rest of your time collecting spirit grass and hunting fierce beasts, and you can't leave the slightest loot for yourself, and if the converted points are not enough to allow you to enter the main hall, it is equivalent to working in vain.

But Wu Feng understands that he needs to recover from his loss to a state of full ambition. Being able to do something that doesn't have much benefit shows that you have a passion for your career.

As Yun Hailan said, the emotions that are not conducive to his current development need to be forgotten, at least temporarily put down.

Perhaps, many years later, on a quiet and quiet night, at the time of success, come back to this mood and savor it.

In addition, if he went back with a little loot in the past half a month, Xiao Yangge would also wonder, with Wu Feng's ability, how could it be possible that the loot was so small? Of course, he would wonder if Wu Feng had spent all his time killing with his peers.

Even if Wu Feng refuses to admit it, he must end up because there is no evidence. But for Wu Feng's future development, it is very unfavorable.

If it's just a small amount of loot, but not a lot of it, it can be said that the luck is too bad, and there are not many too good elixirs and materials from the beasts.

Wu Feng spread a carpet on the ground and took out two bottles of good wine from the Ruyi bag.

"Aunt Yun, how about a few drinks with me?"

With a decision in his heart, Wu Feng's gaze returned to his usual radiant appearance, and he said loudly.

His voice was calm and heavy, not at all like that of a thirteen-year-old boy.

"Okay. Yun Hailan has a light chin and a fragrant hair.

The wine pours out of a beautifully glazed Jun porcelain bottle and lands in a delicate luminous glass.

On the first sunny night after the rain, the stars and the moon are just right, the starlight and the moon shadow are still in the cup, and as the wine is poured, it is constantly crushed and condensed, and it ripples back and forth, and it cannot flow out and without flowing.

This is Jinyang wine, which belongs to sorghum wine like Fenjiu, and the same wine color is as clear as ice, but compared with the sweetness of Fenjiu, the wine taste is slightly spicy, a little stinging to the throat, and when you drink it, it is like a line of fire spreading, from the throat to the stomach, only when the wine is in the stomach and aftertaste, you can feel this strong pleasure.

Wu Feng is a little lonely now, and he can also feel that Yun Hailan is many times more lonely than him. He knows that only with a little spicy wine can he sweep away this loneliness, otherwise raising a glass to pour out his sorrow will only make his sorrow even more sad.

Yunhai Lanyu gently picked up the wine glass in her hand, the movement was extremely elegant, the moonlight hit her hand, as if it was transparent, the light was refracted by the luminous glass, and then shot to the other side of her palm, as if the light flowed down through her fingers.

The beauty is like jade, the wine cup is like a dream, and the moonlight is like water, such a graceful picture is indeed extremely eye-catching