At three poles in the sun, the morning dew dissipated, and the breeze was warmed by the sun, taking away the moisture from the beach, and there was no trace of the sparse rain before dawn.

On the beach, Feng Zhiping slept soundly on his back, the turbulent restlessness in his body dissipated with the moisture on the beach, and the Yuan Force calmed down again, following the slow flow of Zhou Tian.

Cold, his eyelids fluttered a few times quickly, and slowly opened.

When he first woke up from the big dream, his brain was still a little dull, a large number of fragments of the dream lingered, and a happy smile flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But soon, the smile on the corner of his mouth turned into a horror, and he suddenly sat up and touched Chao Lujian, looking around in panic.

The sword, untouched, fell several feet away from him.

I didn't see anyone, except for the waves of the lake and the leaves swaying in the wind, he was the only one who could move.

Is it a dream?

Feng Zhiping looked up at the sky, his eyes blank.

The beautiful dream dissipated without a trace, and the real memory went back to his mind, he clearly remembered that Zhan Qianwu was crazy, and he couldn't stop it and was restrained, and then...

Hell, did she make me strong or did I make her stronger?

I don't remember exactly, but it should have happened, but what about people?

Is it really a dream?

Looking down, the torn clothes, the naked self, the little brother who woke up with him and was more energetic than himself, and the blood-stained cloth on his stomach.

That's right, it's bloodstains.

Feng Zhiping picked up the cloth and stared at it for a moment, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

", little brother, why did you curl your hair?!"

The scream, which was even sharper than a woman, floated far into the woods, Feng Zhiping wanted to touch it with both hands, but he didn't dare to touch it, and it took a while before he made up his mind to touch it, touched it again, and finally bounced it.

Whew, it's okay, only the hair is curled, and the owner is fine.

No need to ask, this must have been done by a dead woman, there is nothing around here that can have anything to do with fire except for her, unless God wants to make him fall into the thunder, but in that case, he should have died a long time ago, how could it be that the little brother changed his hairstyle.

Feng Zhiping was relieved, not angry, just dazed and frightened.

Everything shows that that incident really happened, he put Zhan Qianwu to sleep, "sleeping" in the real sense, no matter what the reason, this is a shocking event that should not happen, cannot happen, and cannot be solved!

Who is Zhan Qianwu?

In the distance, King Zhan's daughter, a famous female tyrannosaurus in the capital, even the emperor has to give three points of face.

Closer to the point, this guy is the sister of his daughter-in-law who has not passed the door, that is, his sister-in-law who has not passed the door, even if she is nearly ten years older than herself, she should nominally call herself a brother-in-law, of course, when she and Zhan Qianqiong are really married.

Although there is an old saying among the people, saying that the sister-in-law is half of the ass of the brother-in-law, but this sentence is just a meat joke to play, and it is the pickled words of the insatiable stinky man's self-will, no one will take it seriously, whoever wants to take it seriously is definitely the first big fool in the world, from the daughter-in-law to the mother-in-law, some women will tear the girl alive!

And Tianyuan has a law, adultery with his brother-in-law, but he will be immersed in a pig cage.

Far away, far away!

Feng Zhiping patted his head with a sad face.

The most troublesome thing about this matter is that he doesn't want to marry Zhan Qianqiong at all, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with Zhan Wangfu!

He had already made up his mind that he would marry You Shuang'er in this life, even if he wanted to take a concubine in the future, it would be a concubine, and his wife would never marry, and his main house would always be only a stupid girl.

But now?

Zhan Qianqiong's marriage has not been completed yet, and he slept with his sister again, which is more troublesome than the paper marriage contract.

Zhan Qianqiong didn't get married, strictly speaking, she is not her main wife, there is still room for turnaround, he will grit his teeth and carry all the sins and bear all the infamy when he divorces in the future, anyway, his reputation is not very good, and it is nothing to give a reason to poke the backbone.

But Zhan Qianwu is different, something that shouldn't have happened happened, how to solve this?

When haven't you slept?

Not to mention Zhan Qianwu, he felt that he was too much of an animal to think about it, and he couldn't do it at all.

He is quite romantic, he followed his brother to drink flower wine at the age of ten, visited Wushan at the age of eleven, and bragged with You Jinglian at the age of twelve, saying that women have no secrets about themselves, but there is a premise for all this, those women are all dusty women, real money and silver are clearly priced, and they are not responsible.

He has never touched the daughter of a good family, and he has never touched a finger of the personal maid Xiao Tao who is holding the deed of sale in his hand, which is entirely due to his father, and he has set the rules since the day Feng Moxiu set up his own door - men can be romantic, but they can't be virtuous, so family flowers can't be picked, unless you are ready to be responsible.

The three brothers of the Feng family strictly implement this criterion, over the years, the eldest brother has only received a room, only waiting for the future to get married and then promoted to the aunt, not to mention the second brother's martial idiot, in addition to practicing on weekdays, is practice, occasionally the anger comes directly to the brothel to go, and the generous and not picky eater is deeply loved by the bustard, Feng Zhiping "joined" before he was the most popular guest of every prostitute in Quanzhou City.

Feng Zhiping has similar reasons to his second brother, his main energy is focused on practicing martial arts, because he can't cultivate internal strength, he can only focus on external kung fu and put in more effort than ordinary people, so he has less time than Feng Zhiyou.

Later, when he learned about the taste of meat, he also went to Fireworks Willow Lane to solve it, and during the most dissolute period, he didn't have a thought about the little peach around him.

Without him, too familiar, Xiao Tao is two years younger than him, grew up together, although he is a service maid, but in his eyes there is not much difference from his sister, who in the world will have a different mind about his sister?

That's too much for animals.

A long time ago, he said to the ignorant Xiao Tao that when she was old, he would let her out of the house, find a solid person who knew that she loved to marry, and he was full of the love of master and servant, and he still had a lot of plans for his marriage.

He knows that his marriage is nine times out of ten unable to help himself, so the preparations that should be made are done in advance, he knows that he is a cripple, a "waste man" and "second ancestor" in the eyes of the world, and the future lady must be a very powerful figure regardless of whether he can do martial arts, he can't afford to provoke it, he can only prepare early, and don't block others.

Sure enough, his father found him a very powerful family affair, Zhan Qianqiong, the daughter of King Zhan, although she was more than ten years older than herself, she could control others and protect herself regardless of her family background and cultivation, so although he was unwilling, he still accepted it. 31

There is no way, God does not fulfill his wish, he can only accept his fate.

Who knows, God played a big joke on him, and sent down an immortal, so that he could cultivate, and his "qualifications" were far beyond ordinary people.

From that day on, he decided that he would die once and live a good life, and from that day on, he had a vague idea of getting out of the marriage.

Even if he didn't have suspicion of Zhan Wangfu, he didn't want to marry a strange woman who had never met him seriously, no matter how good this woman was.

Later, he met You Shuang'er, from the absurd acquaintance to the warming of feelings in the friction, unconsciously, his lonely heart was branded, and for the first time he knew what it was like to like someone.

In fact, in terms of appearance, there are many people who are better than You Shuang'er, and there are thousands of people who are good at talking about temperament, but he just likes that girl, because they are a kind of person, a strange person with secrets and difficult to be accepted by the world.

You Shuang'er has two personalities, one cold and one hot, and in the eyes of outsiders, he is a monster and a madman who goes crazy at every turn.

He has also been hurt, but he just likes it, likes it from the heart, which is beyond the flesh, different from the lust, a subtle throbbing of pleasure in the spirit.

If he has made up his mind to be a true gentleman who is clean and self-conscious in the future, this will let You Jinglian know that he will definitely laugh at him, but he is willing.

He finally understood the meaning of the word "responsible" in his father's mouth.

He is willing to give up the whole sea of flowers for her, and is willing to risk breaking with Zhan Wangfu, being kicked out of the house, or even dying for her to withdraw from the marriage, even if Zhan Qianwu chases and kills until the tip of the gun is against his throat.

He is responsible, responsible for the girl, responsible for his past mistakes, no matter what the cost.

But now, he didn't know what to do.

He didn't want to bear this responsibility, he didn't dare to bear it, and he couldn't bear it.

God seems to really look at him unpleasantly, and wants to play him to death, there are so many women in the world, why did Zhan Qianwu do irreparable things with him?

He wanted to die.

He was furious.

Why didn't Zhan Qianwu get to know him with one shot, but only changed his little brother's hairstyle?

What does this mean?

That woman changed sex?

She should have killed herself, why did she show mercy?

Could it be that the young master and I are living a good life, full of her intentions, she is reluctant to give up, and she keeps her life in order to develop something in the future?

Dream!

Lao Tzu cut himself into the palace as a eunuch, and he would never marry her!

Feng Zhiping slapped the ground hatefully, and slapped himself twice.

"Kill you heartless dog, what do you want!"

yes, what do you think?

was angry for a while, and actually thought crookedly, how could Zhan Qianwu be that kind of profligate woman!

The woman's heart is higher than the sky, and there is no dust under her eyes, she must have wanted to kill herself, but she must have remembered the original situation, and knew that she was forced to do so, so she showed mercy to her subordinates, and only burned the little brother's hair to vent her anger a little.

Speaking of which, the biggest victim of the whole thing is not herself, but her.

No matter what the reason, no matter who took the initiative, she had this kind of thing with herself as a girl who had not left the cabinet, and this kind of blow was unacceptable.

I think it's the same reason why she didn't stay here, just like herself, she didn't know what to do, and she couldn't face herself, so she left alone to be pure for a while.

Feng Zhiping breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little grateful to Zhan Qianwu.

Seriously, if he really saw that face when he opened his eyes, he really didn't know what to say.

Thinking of Zhan Qianwu, I couldn't help but think of last night's charm, and the little brother was in high spirits again, Feng Zhiping hurriedly slapped himself twice, and scolded: "Waste, obscene, dirty, when do you still think about this! Isn't it a mosquito bite, what's the big deal, forget about it!"

After speaking, he realized that something was wrong, he seemed to be the mosquito, Feng Zhiping couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, looking at the lake aimlessly.

Where did she go?

Is Ann safe?

This forest is very weird, she is alone, she will not encounter any danger, right?

Thinking about it, the field of vision quietly broke off the shackles of the eyes and spread, and it spread out for more than ten feet, and all the scenes within the range appeared in my mind, and every bit of it appeared.

"This is..."

Feng Zhiping was stunned, and suddenly his heart moved, and his eyes shone with disbelief.

Resisting the urge to cheer, he tried to narrow his vision back and release it again.

This time with conscious control, the scope of the "eye" doubled, and everything within a radius of nearly forty zhang was in full view.

In terms of distance alone, this visual range is far less than that of the naked eye, but the naked eye can only see one direction, and the near and far are small, and it is more passively accepted, and his current vision is the entire radius!

With the position he is standing in the center, everything within the range can be presented in his mind from various angles according to his mind, and when he focuses on a certain leaf on a tree, he can even see the veins and fluff, like a human-tall picture.