Wu Feng walked over gently.

This winter skirt is also quite wide at the waist, and it must be tied tightly by leaning on the skirt belt. To tie the skirt, you need to sit on the bed or against the wall so that the skirt does not slip off, and then tie the skirt back.

Now that the skirt is broken, it is troublesome to tie the knot, and Yun Hailan has to lift the skirt and tie the skirt in her hand, which is indeed not easy.

In fact, a few small Taoist techniques can deal with these trivial things in life, but now Yun Hailan is so anxious and chaotic that he completely forgot about them.

Yun Hailan squinted at Wu Feng, and a slight hot breath erupted from Qiong's nose, which made Wu Feng's face itch a little.

There was a hint of evil thought in his heart, what would happen if he really took this opportunity to take advantage?

But he immediately put this thought down and said, "Since I am not allowed to touch it, Aunt Yun, you first lift your skirt and let the skirt slide down, and I will tie it and return it to you." ”

This is indeed the most efficient way to break things down into two parts, otherwise it will inevitably be rubbed one after another, and if the other party is shy to move, it will be even more embarrassing.

Yun Hailan's eyes turned slightly, realizing that Wu Feng was right, and at the moment he carefully held the skirt waist with both hands, and at the same time, his jade fingers flicked the skirt, allowing the broken skirt to slide to the ground.

Only then did Wu Feng find that the skirt had been broken by Su Xiyan in more than one place because of a few circles, and there were still a few places where there was a little connection. If you don't put it down, you won't be able to get it done at all.

He simply tore off all the broken places, and then reconnected and tied them tightly.

The knots were tied into beautiful bows, because the skirt was long enough to be wrapped several times, but now there are many knots, and it is only one less circle.

Each bow is the same size, not a point fat, not a point thin, the standard is incredible.

Wu Feng smiled slightly, and elegantly held the knotted skirt in his palm.

"Xiao Feng...... This ......" Yun Hai Lanlian's face was dizzy: "You better tie it for me directly, tie the skirt in front of you, it's a little ......"

Wu Feng nodded, holding the skirt belt in his palm, and gently pressed Yun Hailan's slender waist.

Yun Hailan was in an extremely shy state, feeling the warmth of Wu Feng's palm, she almost struggled, but after all, she bit her lip and held back, and her hands holding her skirt carefully avoided Wu Feng's palm.

Wu Feng gently wrapped the skirt around Yun Hailan's waist, and finally tied a delicate jade knot with the excess part, took out a red jade pendant from the space bag, and tied it to it. The jade pendant is bright red, crystal clear, without the slightest dregs, like a warm fire, and like a pigeon's blood red condensed into a sun wheel, carved with dragon and phoenix patterns, the knife skills are exquisite, and it is worth a lot of money at a glance.

The jade pendant was taken out by him, and he obviously remembered the position of various things in the space bag very clearly.

After the knotting is completed, several lifelike butterfly knots are evenly distributed on the skirt, like a group of butterflies fluttering, smart and graceful, and the bright red jade pendant adds a warm breath to Yun Hailan, who has a cold temperament.

"It's so much better. Wu Feng smiled casually and stepped back.

Although he deliberately avoided it before, and did not touch any particularly embarrassing places, his fingers still stained Yun Hailan's crystal greasy jade hand a few times, causing the other party's fingers to tremble like mimosas. Wu Feng only felt as if he didn't feel it, and continued to carry out his work meticulously.

Yun Hailan was stunned, in terms of details, Wu Feng always seemed omnipotent, and he could bring all kinds of surprises to the people around him.

For an ignorant girl, it must be Su Xiyan, a seemingly suave teenager who is keen on high-pitched talk and amazing words, is more lethal, but Wu Feng, who is usually extremely proud, but can be considerate in a small way, for older women, it is more able to moisturize things and silently break through the heart.

That's why it is said that a girl's heart is a wooden door, which can be penetrated by the blazing fire, and a mature woman's heart is an iron door, and only calm water can pass through the crack in the door.

Yun Hailan felt a sense of fear, she forced her eyes to take her eyes away from the delicate ribbon in her skirt that she couldn't help but want to look at a few more times, pretended to be calm, and smiled: "Yes, where did you learn it?"

"I used to study mechanics and was keen to play with ropes, but I turned out an art book about knotted clothes and belts from home, which was probably missed when my father burned my mother's relics. I wasn't busy for a while, so I practiced for half a month. Wu Feng said.

"Thanks. It's pretty good, I don't need to chop your paws anymore. The corners of Yun Hailan's lips showed a faint arc, but her face was still slightly red. Her skin was so white that she couldn't hide her shyness at all.

......

Evening is the activity time of Yun Hailan, she either looks for a place to cultivate, or wanders alone in the night wind, watching the great mountains and rivers after many years of absence, and recalling the past. Therefore, Wu Feng did not have to think about the embarrassment that might arise from staying at the inn together.

The two leaned on Xiuzhu in the bamboo forest again, looked at the cold moon and sparse stars in the sky, and chatted casually for an hour or two. Wu Feng was also sleepy, so he headed towards the inn outside Fenglingdu.

And Yun Hailan, who had slept in the white jade coffin during the day, was not tired at all, wearing clothes woven of fire brocade, and did not feel cold in the cold wind, so he stepped on a small hill to regain his former strength and cultivate.

Wu Feng took a shower in the inn, and because he was tired from the journey, he fell asleep.

But sleep is not so peaceful.

The bloody scenes in the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows resurfaced in his dreams. He doesn't like the illusion of dreams, but he can't suppress his nightmares.

He didn't see the murderer's appearance, but in his dream, he restored the murderer's slaughter and arson. The vaguely faced murderer, killing frantically, threw the torch, the firewood and grass burned, and a prosperous valley of forgetting worries turned into a scorched earth in the skyrocketing fire......

Wu Feng was angry, grieved, and helpless, but a bloodthirsty will suddenly rushed up from his body.

He wanted to break the murderer into pieces, he felt the blood burning, but in the haze, he seemed to have become the perpetrator of the murderer, killing frantically......

Wu Feng on the bed was already in a cold sweat, wet the quilt.

The picture finally transforms into a smiling dream, bronzed skin that shimmers in the sun, both strong and graceful. The plump and round body makes people can't help but be moved.

Meng Qiwu stood on the edge of the waterfall, smiling slightly, looking at Wu Feng, her smile was stinging, and she had a bit of girlish innocence.

Wu Feng was about to walk over, but a giant bear suddenly flashed from the void, and the giant palm swung down, just hitting Meng Qiwu's towering chest, she screamed, her chest was bleeding, and she fell into the waterfall, and was soon washed away by the turbulent water......