Chapter Ninety-Nine

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When he heard the bad news, Wu Feng felt a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and it fell on his head.

But this blow is far less than the helplessness that felt completely helpless when my father disappeared and I felt completely helpless.

No matter what problem you encounter, the first thing is to find a way to solve it, as long as you do your best, you can raise your hope to the maximum. Even if it still can't be solved for a while, there is still hope.

In an instant, Wu Feng remembered the hug the night before the trial set off, with the fragrance of sweet hair.

Since Meng Qiwu had an accident, no matter whether she could be found or not, Wu Feng didn't mind explaining his relationship with her to anyone.

He is still young and does not fully understand the love between men and women, but at least he has understood what responsibility is and what it means to be responsible.

Wu Feng didn't feel how deep his love for Meng Qiwu was, but since there was an agreement, there was a deep connection between the two of them.

"She is my woman", these six words, forcibly declare possession. Even if someone gets involved, Wu Feng will definitely take it back.

Behind Wu Feng, a dumbfounded face was left.

~,ww≄w.Especially Ye Hang, who has been pursuing Mengqiwu, although he felt that something was wrong between Mengqiwu and Wu Feng, when he heard Wu Feng say this in person, his face still turned blue. He thought that the age gap of seven years was still too big, and the relationship between Meng Qiwu and Wu Feng was just ambiguous.

But the idea of a person like Ye Hang was not in Wu Feng's consideration, he just rushed towards Mo Xie River as fast as he could.

Leaving the team without permission is a violation of the door rules of Forget Worry Valley, but Wu Feng only feels that there is a fire burning in his heart at this moment, what are the door rules?

He bought two good horses in a small town, threw down a few gold baht, and galloped away, whipped the bridles, and drove the horses to gallop.

In the evening, Wu Feng changed into another horse, only taking a little time to eat something, and also let the horse replenish some forage and water.

The cold winter wind blew on his steely face, blowing his hair with a hunting sound, and his gaze directed straight ahead, as if to pierce the snow-covered earth.

The frozen clouds and thin sun overhead turned into a cold moon and cold stars, and then the Eastern Star rose to usher in the dawn of dawn.

After a day and a night of running, Wu Feng finally arrived at his destination, tied the horses in the woods, and put enough hay on the ground for the horses to eat for many days.

The search can go on for many days, and if the horses are thirsty, they will nibble on the snow and ice on the ground to rehydrate.

Moxie Creek is a tributary of the Lianshui River, and as the name suggests, the water from this stream can be used to forge swords.

It is not like spring all year round like the Rejuvenation Valley, but because of the special water quality, Moxie Creek can also maintain all year round without freezing, and in winter, you can see the scene of a clear stream running through the land among the snow on both banks.

As a testing ground, this area is also quite full of aura, with many evergreen trees growing, revealing fresh greenery under the pressure of ice and snow.

And the precious elixir spirit flower will not wither in the cold winter, if you pick up the thick ice and snow, you may find the precious spirit grass.

Having learned that Meng Qiwu had fallen from the waterfall, Wu Feng searched from upstream to downstream.

On the bank of the river at the edge of the waterfall, there was indeed a little bloodstain.

There was no snow here, and it was not wet by the river, and the blood stains had long since dried up, turning into dark red and black marks on the ground, which was terrifying.

Wu Feng remembered what the female disciple said, "Rushing blood like rain", and the shadow in his heart became deeper and deeper.

If the blood falls on the wet riverbank, after a few days, of course, it will be dissolved by the stream, and it is only possible to leave blood stains in a dry place. However, the fact that the blood was able to spurt so far away showed how seriously Meng Qiwu was injured.

It's been at least four days since her accident, and even if we can find her, will there be any hope?

Wu Feng's heart was horizontal, and he jumped and fell towards the waterfall.

The powerful impact force was like a thousand giant hammers falling down, and in an instant, he was crushed into the mud and sand at the bottom of the water, and it took a while to float.

The icy river water made his blood all over his body seem to condense, but he didn't realize it at all.

The water temperature here is already below the usual freezing point, and it is only because of the special water quality that it does not freeze. It is also that Wu Feng's physique and water nature are first-class, so that he will not cramp, otherwise the convulsions caused by the cold alone will be enough to kill him.

Of course, Mengqiwu's water nature is not bad, but under serious injury, it is really difficult to say how long she can resist this cold water. With Lin Xiuzhen's high cultivation, even the poison of a scorpion can kill her when she is seriously injured.

Wu Feng's idea is, of course, "to see people in life", and as for "to see corpses in death", he doesn't want to consider this possibility.

Warriors have stronger vitality than ordinary people. Ordinary people will stop beating their hearts after drowning and die quickly, but even if they can't swim or can't swim due to injury, when the water fills the mouth, nose and lungs, making the body float to the surface, they can generally retain a certain amount of vitality, and they are likely to be washed ashore by the current, and then rely on the residual vitality to discharge part of the water, so that they are only unconscious, and they may still be rescued or even wake up naturally.

So even though more than four days have passed, Wu Feng still feels that there is still hope.

He searched back and forth along the bottom of the river, and on both sides of the riverbank. In the icy sky, the faint sun wheel fell again, replaced by a cold star.

Wu Feng jumped up from the bottom of the water again in amazement, and cold droplets of water dripped from his clothes and body.

At this moment, he felt the white jade coffin on his waist tremble slightly.

Wu Feng hurriedly untied the white jade coffin from his belt, only to see the white jade coffin quickly enlarge in the frost-white light, and Yun Hailan's clothes fluttered and floated up from the coffin.

"You look embarrassed. Yun Hailan's smile was a hint of ridicule.

Wu Feng was now wearing a formal samurai robe, but he was drenched by the river water, sticking to his body piece by piece, his hair was even more frozen, and the waterline kept sliding down his body, looking like a water ghost in the moonlight.

"Really?" Wu Feng smiled.

Yun Hailan found out that this raunchy appearance, although it looked embarrassed, it actually revealed a natural rough and reckless meaning. The current Wu Feng seems to be a lot more mature than usual.

She rubbed her waist lazily, and her posture was indescribably calm and elegant: "You let me stay in it for several days, and I'm about to suffocate to death." If I hadn't been in the cemetery for so long, I wouldn't have been used to it......"

Yun Hailan changed her words and said with a smile: "You are still hiding it really well, don't you say that I don't know that you and a little girl are not clear." What, I'm afraid I know?"

"What's the matter?" Wu Feng wiped a handful of water from his face, threw it to the ground, and asked back directly, but his expression was unusually calm, and he couldn't see the slightest hint of teasing.

Yun Hailan's face turned red, even after living for so many years, his face really couldn't hold it, and he snorted: "Dead boy, no big or small, be careful that someone pulls out your tongue." ā€

Wu Feng knew that she was talking like this, not to seduce herself, and he was not in the mood to laugh with Yun Hailan now, so he said: "Aunt Yun, if you are bored, go outside and relax, I want to find it for a while." (A good activity for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you to take!Pay attention to ~ 點 / public account (WeChat add friends to add public account and enter ddxiaoshuo), participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now immediately pay attention to ddxiaoshuo WeChat public account!)