Under the sun, in the mountains and forests.

Zhang Feng was tied there with his legs apart in a shameful pose.

If Zhang Feng was a woman, he would have started screaming no by now.

And Yue Wumeng stood in front of Zhang Feng with a smug smile on his face, admiring Zhang Feng's appearance of struggling but unable to get rid of.

"Do you know the power of my Wendao people?" Yue Wumeng sneered.

Zhang Feng: "......"

Zhang Feng used to think that these people of literature and Taoism were all scheming, one was better than the other, after all, it was not in vain to read so many books.

However, at this moment, looking at Yue Wumeng standing in front of him with a proud face and no doubt, Zhang Feng suddenly felt that he might have thought wrong.

This is clearly a silly white sweet!

If Zhang Feng was to say that the enemy was not injured but was just tied, even if the enemy only had half a breath left, Zhang Feng would not dare to stand in front of the enemy with such a big grin.

However, Yue Wumeng didn't have a trace of suspicion at all, nor did she have a trace of defense, so she stood in front of herself.

If it was really a life-and-death struggle, the other monks would definitely not let go of this opportunity, and the trapped beast was still fighting to sneak attack Yue Wumeng.

And at this distance, Yue Wumeng didn't even have a chance to pick up the jade pen.

At this moment, Zhang Feng was extremely confirmed.

This month without dreams is a silly white sweet!

Zhang Feng was glad that Yue Wumeng had no dreams, but fortunately this kid met him......

"You, what are you going to do to me?" Zhang Feng looked at Yue Wumeng with a look of fear.

Convinced that he had completely subdued Zhang Feng and completely did not know that his life and death were already in Zhang Feng's hands, Yue Wumeng shook his hair proudly, and said with a smile: "I know that you are not convinced, but you don't know anything about the power of dreams. ”

"My Demon Gate is not like the legends in the outside world. ”

"As long as you go to the Demon Gate with me, then you will willingly join the Demon Gate and serve my Demon Gate. ”

When the words fell, Zhang Feng gritted his teeth with an unwilling face and said, "I'd rather die than go to the Demon Gate!"

In a fit of excitement, Zhang Feng couldn't control his strength for a while, and the branches that tied his wrists and ankles were directly broken.

Zhang Feng hurriedly put away his strength and panted: "If you have a kind, you will kill me!"

Yue Wumeng's face changed slightly and he took a few steps back, but seeing that Zhang Feng really couldn't struggle, he suddenly put his mind at ease, and said with a smile: "Hehe, now whether you go to the Demon Gate or not, I can't help you." ”

"If you don't go, you'll die here. ”

Moon Wumeng's voice was cold.

Zhang Feng: "......"

Zhang Feng originally wanted to infiltrate the Demon Gate through Yue Wumeng......

Hearing Yue Wumeng's words, Zhang Feng was extremely surprised in his heart, he never expected this kid to take the initiative. But he still pretended to be entangled and painful, as if he was making a dilemma between life and dignity.

Zhang Feng gritted his teeth, and his muscles were entangled for a long time, and he sighed dejectedly, "In the face of a strong man like you, I am powerless to resist at all." ”

"That's it, as long as you don't kill me, I'll let you do it. ”

Zhang Feng said with a look of despair.

"It's smart. Yue Wumeng smiled, his tone shook slightly, and the branches that bound Zhang Feng instantly dispersed.

Yue Wumeng turned around: "Let's go, follow me to the Demon Gate, it will take about seven days to walk from here." ”

Zhang Feng was stunned: "Let's go, won't you fly over with me?"

Yue Wumeng's footsteps paused slightly, and he looked at Zhang Feng with a chuckle, his eyes full of wisdom: "The ancients read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles." This red dust is long, and it is not an experience. ”

Zhang Feng: "???"

Why is this word so familiar?

You don't have an effect system too, do you?

"And along the way, other captured talents will also be sent to me, rather than returning to the Demon Gate and waiting, it is better to wait for them halfway. Yue Wumeng said as he took a step, "Follow me, if you want to escape, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Zhang Feng: "......"

Don't worry, I'm going to never run.

............

The two walked for a day.

Along the way, Yue Wumeng didn't say a word, leaving only Zhang Feng with a back.

After all, a master is to shape a persona.

Yue Wumeng felt that in Zhang Feng's heart, he was already a master.

In fact, Zhang Feng felt more and more that this month without dreams was a silly white sweet.

During this day, Yue Wumeng walked in front with a big grin, and he didn't have any defense against Zhang Feng at all.

Don't say anything about catching flaws, this kid is full of flaws.

Even if he changed to an ordinary Qi Refining Stage cultivator here, he could directly pierce his heart from behind with a sword before Yue Wumeng picked up the jade pen.

That is, Zhang Feng wanted to infiltrate the demon gate through Yue Wumeng, otherwise this kid would have died a long time ago.

"By the way, do you Wendao monks have any shortcomings?" Zhang Feng suddenly asked as he walked.

Yue Wumeng pondered for a moment: "There are those like that kind of literary attainments and true cultivation, but in fact, there are not many shortcomings. But a cultivator like me, who has no cultivation and only has literary and Taoist attainments, has very big shortcomings. ”

"A person of literature and Taoism, all of his literary attainments are in the brush or other things, without these treasures in his hands, he can't use any means at all. ”

"In addition, the people of Wendao use the magic power of Wendao, which is different from the monk who directly manipulates the spiritual power of heaven and earth to cast spells, it takes time to write poems or unfold picture scrolls or chessboard pieces, in order to hook the heavens and the earth with literary energy. ”

When Yue Wumeng said this, she turned her head to look at Zhang Feng: "Get closer to me, don't have the idea of running away." ”

Zhang Feng: "......"

You see.

This is completely stupid and sweet!

If Zhang Feng were to tell others about his weaknesses.

The key is that after this kid told himself that he was afraid of being approached, he also let himself get closer to him, for fear that he would run away......

Zhang Feng also figured it out at this time, some scholars may indeed be scheming, but there are also people like Yue Wumeng, who usually stay at home and study hard, who have read the books of sages and sages for most of their lives, and their minds are full of knowledge, but they don't know the sinister nature of this cultivation realm at all.

The sinister nature of reality cannot be learned from books.

For a while, Zhang Feng couldn't help but want to persuade Yue Wumeng.

After all, this is his future subordinate.

"Xiaoyue," Zhang Feng pondered, "You ......"

Yue Wumeng was stunned: "What do you call me?"

"Isn't Xiaoyue right? Do you want to call Xiaomeng?" Zhang Feng looked puzzled.

Yue Wumeng had never seen such a rampant captive, and said solemnly: "You are my captive, and you can't compete with me at all, should you give me some respect?"

Zhang Feng: "......"

To tell the truth, in Zhang Feng's heart, Yue Wumeng is his captive......

Who can't compete with anyone in this way? Hmm? Don't you stupid white sweetness have a little bit of a count in your heart?

"Okay, Satsuki, I have something to tell you. Zhang Feng sighed.

Moon No Dream: "......"

Isn't this still called Xiaoyue?

However, before he could speak, he only heard Zhang Feng say: "You may not know how sinister this world is, you must know that this world is full of dangers and dangers everywhere!"

"There are still endless killings and treasure grabbing among outsiders, and there are even fratricides within the same sect, and the three-day mortality rate of Qi cultivators is 99%!"

"For example, if I stand behind you, if I suddenly attack you, you ......"

Before Zhang Feng finished speaking.

I saw Yue Wumeng patting Zhang Feng's shoulder with a reassuring face: "Don't worry, I believe in you." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Feng was stunned.

"Didn't you agree to go back to the Demon Gate with me, how could you attack me?" Ridiculous!" Yue Wumeng smiled proudly, "This world is not so sinister at all, you see, you didn't sneak attack me, so this world is still very good, everyone is very trustworthy, the ancients are cloudy, a gentleman is a word, and it is difficult to chase a horse." ”

Yue Wumeng's face was calm.

Zhang Feng: "......"

Thank you for your faith.

Zhang Feng was glad that Xiao Yue met him again.

I changed to other monks, but I didn't keep my word so much......

"Okay, it's been a day's walk, it's almost over, and there happens to be a cave here where you can settle down temporarily. Yue Wumeng looked at the night sky where a crescent moon had risen, and led the way into the cave.

Zhang Feng skillfully lit a bonfire, planted and dug wells, and cooked by himself.

Yue Wumeng didn't worry at all and asked Zhang Feng for a bowl of porridge, regardless of whether it was poisoned or not, the one he ate was called a Meizizi.

Zhang Feng watched the corners of his mouth twitch from the side.

I'm glad for Comrade Satsuki again...... How big is this child's heart? He eats the food he asks for from his captives, without thinking about it.

This kind of silly white sweetness is rare in the world!

This rare species needs to be protected.

Zhang Feng sighed, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, took back the storage bag, and took out a bed to prepare for sleep.

However, I only heard Yue Wumeng wondering, "What are you doing?"

"Sleep!" Zhang Feng replied with a straight face.

Yue Wumeng sighed: "How can such a beautiful night be wasted?"

Zhang Feng: "???"

At this moment, Zhang Feng's chrysanthemum tightened.

What does this mean?

"You ......" Zhang Fengzheng looked nervous, but he heard Yue Wumeng interrupt: "Come, let's study, anyway, when you get to the Demon Gate, I will teach you these humanities and Taoist knowledge, it is better to start now." ”

Zhang Feng: "???"

Yue Wumeng took out a blackboard and a wooden table from the storage bag, took out a notebook and a brush and threw them to Zhang Feng, and took out a ring ruler.

Standing in front of the blackboard, looking at Zhang Feng who was sitting behind the wooden table with a confused face, Yue Wumeng had a kind smile on his face and checked the ring ruler.

How can such a night be wasted?

My generation of scholars, should be dedicated to learning!

"Tonight, all night. After Yue Wumeng finished speaking, he turned around and wrote the word "one" on the blackboard, and then knocked on the blackboard with a ring ruler: "Come, this word reads one, the number one, indicating the quantity, the meaning of one!"

Zhang Feng: "Huh?"

"Ahh

"Smack!"

Yue Wumeng slapped the ruler on the back of Zhang Feng's hand, his face was unprecedentedly cold, "Don't be in a daze, write well!" You have no literary attainments, you are much worse than other talents, you must work hard, do you know if the stupid bird flies first?"

Zhang Feng: "???"

At this moment, Zhang Feng suddenly had a feeling of returning to Earth.

Between the brushes, there is an indescribable sense of complexity.

Yue Wumeng stood behind Zhang Feng, holding the ring ruler in his hand, with a faint smile on his face.

I, the moon has no dreams, I teach people tirelessly, and I am a good teacher.