After waiting for a while, Mo Yu didn't get a reply.

In desperation, he could only take out a shovel from the Qiankun ring containing the kitchen utensils, preparing to dig Ye Feng out of the ground first.

It took a lot of effort to help Ye Feng clean up, and when the two of them returned to the campfire, Luo Wanjun was already eating the grilled fish in small bites.

Seeing this, Mo Yu hurriedly took out a stack of brand-new soup bowls from the Qiankun ring and began to hold the fish soup.

Maybe it's because the food these days is so bad, for a while, all that is left by the fire is the sound of drinking fish soup and chewing on grilled fish.

When a grilled fish was finished, Luo Wanjun looked at the grilled fish on the shelf and the soup bowl in her hand, her expression was a little struggling.

After a few seconds, she still struggled to put down the grilled fish and the soup bowl:

"I'm done."

After leaving a sentence, Luo Wanjun quickly got back into the carriage.

Perhaps because she was sitting too close to the fire, her face flushed slightly.

Seeing Luo Wanjun's figure disappear, Ye Feng's eyes were a little strange:

"Huh? Why did the second senior sister eat so much today?

In Yuhuamen before, she could eat at least three strips of fish of this size————"

The tragedy that happened to Ye Feng not long ago happened again, looking at the two thighs on the ground, Mo Yu sighed and took out the shovel again.

A few minutes later, by the fire.

Ye Feng held a grilled fish in his mouth, held a grilled fish in his left hand, and kept dusting off the clods of soil on his body with his right hand:

"Words ......"

Seeing that Ye Feng was about to speak, Mo Yu hurriedly made a "silence" gesture:

"Senior brother! Be careful! ”

Seeing this, Ye Feng waved his hand and said nonchalantly:

"It's okay! In other words, Mo Yu, how many grilled fish did you eat? ”

"This is the third one, what's wrong?"

Mo Yu asked as he chewed.

"You're lying!"

"Huh?"

Turning his head to look at Ye Feng, Mo Yu didn't know why he would say that.

"I caught a total of fifteen fish, three of which I roasted, two of which I used to make fish soup, I ate three, you ate three, and the second senior sister ate one, and now there is only one grilled fish left on the shelf!

The two grilled fish that were missing were taken away by the dogs————"

This time, Ye Feng's speed of "going to the sky" was extremely fast, so the depth of "entering the ground" was also extremely deep, and in the end, only a pair of soles leaked outside.

Looking at this posture, Mo Yu instantly realized where the two grilled fish that disappeared had gone.

Therefore, he wisely did not dig Ye Feng out as soon as possible, but waited until he finished eating before taking out the shovel.

The burning bonfire gradually went out, and the night passed quickly.

When the morning comes, the dense forest is filled with all kinds of birdsong.

Mo Yu carefully bypassed the three big pits left by digging Ye Feng yesterday, and came to the waterhole to wash his face.

By the time he got back to the carriage, the bonfire had been lit again, and the birdsong had somehow stopped.

Ye Feng stood beside the fire with four fat pheasants in his hand, looking at Mo Yu with blank eyes.

A moment later.

"Hey, hey, here's the chicken soup!"

Mo Yu took the chicken soup that kept making a "cooing sound" from the fire and put it aside.

When the lid is lifted, an indescribable aroma wafts out, and a layer of pale golden oil floats on the misty white chicken soup, which makes people appetite.

Luo Wanjun's old bottom has been almost revealed by Ye Feng, and she is no longer reserved today, and she sat by the fire with a soup bowl early.

Three roast chickens, a pot of chicken soup didn't hold on to the three of them for even twenty minutes, and they were swept away like a whirlwind.

After the meal, the three of them lay down in rocking chairs, comfortably bathing in the spring morning sun.

Just when Mo Yu was almost asleep, Luo Wanjun suddenly spoke:

"Ye Feng, I've found the entrance to the secret realm, when will I go in?"

Hearing this, Ye Feng propped up his body and took off the hat covering his face:

"It's better to hit the day than to choose a day, just go now?"

"And what about him?"

Immediately, two eyes fell on Mo Yu.

"Let him wait here? But this deep mountain and old forest, if there is a ......"

Ye Feng touched his chin and said with some uncertainty.

"It's really inappropriate, this secret realm is not too dangerous, and it's the same with him."

Luo Wanjun was lying on her side on the recliner, supporting her head with one hand and playing with the white hair hanging from her forehead with the other.

In a few words, the matter of entering the secret realm was decided by the two, and Mo Yu failed to insert a sentence throughout the whole process.

At the end of the exchange, the two who were still lying in the rocking chair got up one after another.

Ye Feng raised his hand and made a move, and the Pegasus who was still napping in the distance instantly turned into a white streamer and threw it into the bag on Ye Feng's waist.

On the other side, Luo Wanjun pinched a handprint on the carriage, which quickly shrank to the size of a palm, and then she carried it around her waist.

Mo Yu was only in a trance, and there were no other items left in the camping camp just now except for the three of them.

"Are you ready?"

Ye Feng appeared beside Mo Yu at some point, and pressed a hand on his shoulder

Hearing this, Mo Yu instinctively felt a little bad:

"Wait! What to prepare? ”

"Yes, of course...... Ready to take off! ”

The next moment, an unprecedented sense of pushing back hit, a strong wind blew on his face, and the scene around Mo Yu fell rapidly.

"Ahhhh————hh

......

In front of a crack that emitted a glimmer of light, Ye Feng and Luo Wanjun stood side by side.

"It's really strange, we have been looking for such an obvious secret realm entrance for so long to find it, it may really be that the time has not come before."

Hearing this, Ye Feng nodded, and then helplessly shouted to the bushes behind him:

"Mo Yu! You're not okay yet? ”

Not long after the voice fell, the sound of the leaves shaking came, and Mo Yu, who was full of vegetables, walked out of the bushes:

"Alright...... yue——”

"Tsk, sloppy! He should be protected with aura. ”

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly turned his head.

After another quarter of an hour, Mo Yu stood in front of the crack.

After getting ready, Luo Wanjun clicked seven times towards the crack.

The next moment, the light in the crack brightened, and the figures of the three people gradually disappeared into the light.

At the same time that the three of Mo Yu entered the secret realm, the unknowable place.

A young man is sitting in front of a pond with a boom in his hand, and the water is reflected like a screen:

In the picture, Luo Wanjun is lying on an altar with her eyes closed and a painful expression.

Not far from the altar, Ye Feng sat down in the pile of rubble, the long knife that was originally pinned to his waist fell to the side, and the copper ring on his finger was dim.

Above the altar, a white tiger wrapped in dark blue flames roared into the sky and crashed into Luo Wanjun's body.

Around the altar, countless white-boned soldiers knelt down on one knee facing the altar, as if to welcome the birth of the king.

At the same time as this scene took place, the rod in the young man's hand hung down.

When the hook touches the water, it ripples, and the image reflected in the water is constantly distorted and changed.

At the center of the ripples, Mo Yu's figure gradually turned from illusory to solid as the waves swayed, and after his figure fully appeared, the picture reflected in the water surface also froze at the same time.

By the altar, Luo Wanjun's skirt was stained with blood, kneeling on the ground, looking up at the top of the altar at this time, his face was full of incredulity.

Beside her, Ye Feng supported his body with a long knife in one hand, and he was also shocked.

Above the altar, Mo Yu was suspended out of thin air, his eyes shining with golden light, and one of his hands was raised in the shape of a claw, bursting out of his fingers with thunder.

Seeing this scene, the young man let out a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his head, and then began to concentrate on fishing.