The Valley of Broken Love is located five hundred miles northwest of Divine Tree City.

The clouds and fog surge here for many years, the giant trees are sky-high, there are countless fierce beasts in the forest, and there are places in the valley that are dozens of zhang apart, hundreds of zhang high, and the cliff of more than 1,000 zhang long.

Legend has it that a thousand years ago, here is a towering mountain, suddenly one day, a sword genius, because the Taoist couple went mad and died violently, heartbroken, in this place a sword split the mountain, and on the cliff with a sword carved the word "broken love", and finally cut the hair for the monk, escaped into the Buddhist gate, hidden in the world.

Since then, this place has been renamed the Valley of Broken Love by the people.

At this time, in the valley of broken love, under the waterfall in the depths, a thin boy wearing an old jacket was roasting wild game with a fat head and big ears with a fat head and big ears.

There was a burst of meat in their noses, and the two of them salivated.

"Fatty, aren't we here to kill the dragon?

Ye Feng sprinkled the barbecue with the secret ingredients he learned from the bald cook, and asked with a glance at the fat monk out of the corner of his eye.

"Hey~"

Zixuan waved his sleeves and said nonchalantly: "We are monks, we have nothing to do, we have to sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple, so that the Buddha can bless us~!"

The fat monk tore off a large piece of barbecued meat, threw it in his mouth and chewed it, the juice splashed in his mouth, his expression was very enjoyable, and he exclaimed in his heart, "Delicious!"

Ye Feng glanced at this fake monk who was not taboo in meat and vegetables, tore off a small piece of barbecue meat, and handed it to the ingots in the back basket, the latter stretched out his tongue and rolled it into his mouth, and swallowed it with a "grunt".

The fat monk squinted at Ye Feng's movements, and said disdainfully: "You said that it's not good for you kid to raise a toad, you have to raise a toad!"

The fat monk stretched out his finger and poked the belly of the ingot, and saliva suddenly flowed out, "But this toad is really fat, at least it can make three plates of spicy bullfrogs." ”

Zixuan stared at the beads in his eyes, staring greedily at the ingot, until he was so frightened that the fat toad hid in the back basket and trembled.

Too lazy to pay attention to the fake fat monk who didn't have a proper shape, Ye Feng picked up the barbecue and found a big tree, leaned against the trunk, and ate it by himself.

Seeing that Ye Feng was running so far, the fat monk scratched his bald head, trying to find some topics, but suddenly heard a trembling sound from the bushes on the side, and swallowed the words back from his mouth.

Looking for the sound, I saw a huge boar's head poking out of the forest.

The wild boar's small eyes stared at the barbecue meat on the fire in front of the fat monk, the thick pig's nose kept twitching, and the saliva flowed all over the ground, it seemed that he was attracted by the aroma of meat!

Ye Feng stood up, wanting to find an opportunity to kill the wild boar, but the fat monk raised his hand lightly to stop his movements.

The fat monk stared at the wild boar sheepishly, and said in a low voice: "Don't mess around, it will spoil the taste of this wild boar, look at me!"

After saying that, he slowly got up and spread his arms, intending to find an opportunity to pounce on the wild boar.

When Ye Feng saw the fat monk at this juncture, he was still thinking about how to eat wild boars to be delicious, and he couldn't help but have a black line on his face.

But thinking that his cultivation was much stronger than his own, he simply leaned against the trunk of the tree and watched the play while eating barbecue.

The wild boar stopped for a moment, and when he saw that neither of Ye Feng nor the two of them reacted, he twitched the pig's nose, shook his body of nearly a thousand catties and left the bushes, and walked towards the fire.

When he arrived five steps away from the fat monk, the giant wild boar's small eyes were shocked, and he looked at the fat man in front of him, and he didn't dare to make a move for a while.

Seeing this, the fat monk hurriedly secretly lucked, his figure flashed, and a pair of big hands grabbed the fangs of the wild boar.

The wild boar "snorted", "poof" retracted the pig's head, turned around and ran, the fat monk also pounced, pounced on the back of the wild boar's sharp mane, and grabbed the boar's ears with both hands, trying to make it stop.

The wild boar was also anxious when he couldn't reach his back, carrying the fat monk, shaking his head and tail and running wildly in the woods, the pig's hooves raised a large amount of dust, and the pikas in the woods were frightened.

"Hahahaha~"

The fat monk riding the wild boar laughed proudly, and shouted to Ye Feng from afar: "How is it? Am I very powerful?"

As he spoke, he kept shouting: "Rack, rack, rack!"

The big boar was annoyed by the attitude of the fat monk, and it shook its body a few times, but could not shake off the fat man on its back, so it sped up and ran, and after a few breaths, it disappeared.

After waiting for a while, Ye Feng finished eating the barbecue in his hand and didn't see the fat monk come back, after thinking about it, he got up and put on his back the basket, lifted the sword, and planned to find the fat monk.

As soon as he took a few steps, the boy felt that the ground under his feet suddenly trembled, and the sand and stones shook.

Looking up, I saw a large cloud of smoke and dust rolled up above the trees in the distance, and I was afraid that some fierce beast was rushing in groups.

Ye Feng looked around at the terrain, flexibly climbed a big tree, looked for smoke and dust, and saw that before the black fog, the fat monk was running lifelessly, and behind was chasing hundreds of giant wild boars with long fangs and angry emotions.

The fat monk would turn around and scold a few words from time to time while running, but his voice was too noisy for Ye Feng to hear clearly.

The fat monk ran all the way to the fire where the two of them had settled before, turned his head to look around, looked at Ye Feng on the tree, and shook off the sweat on his bald head, "What are you doing running on the tree?

Ye Feng glanced at the group of wild boars that were getting closer and closer, lay on his back on the treetops, and said leisurely: "I just ate enough, I have to digest and digest, you can practice for a while yourself!"

Ye Feng closed his eyes and dozed off.

The fat monk spat on the ground, scolded his mother, stomped again, and continued to stride wildly.

As a result, in the woods of the Valley of Despair, a magnificent landscape that is rare in a hundred years appeared.

A fat-headed, big-eared bald monk ran lifelessly in front of him scolding, followed by hundreds of giant wild boars that were "humming".

From noon to dusk, it didn't stop for half a moment.

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"You said you should use the magic weapon earlier, wouldn't it be better?"

Ye Feng sat in the wishful bowl, looking at the embarrassed fat monk opposite, with a smile on his face.

"Alas~"

Zixuan sighed and wiped his face with his sleeve, "You don't know, with my current cultivation, this wishful bowl can only be used twice a day." Now that we've run out of two chances, if we meet Jiaolong, we'll be in trouble..."

Ye Feng's expression turned grim when he heard this, and he frowned and asked, "Didn't you say that there was no danger in killing that dragon, how could there be trouble again?"

The young man's questioning made the fat monk feel a little weak.

He smiled dryly: "There is definitely no major danger, I am worried about some variables, so I plan to leave more life-saving means!"

The fat monk turned his head away, as if to avoid Ye Feng's gaze.

The young man saw that something was wrong, was silent for a moment, and smiled at the fat monk: "Fatty, I just ask, how sure are you that you can succeed?"

The fat monk was dumbfounded, turned his head to look at Ye Feng, and kept looking up and down.

In his impression, Ye Feng has always been a slippery little guy in the inn, or an occasional giggling, more cheerful casual cultivator, he chose Ye Feng to help, but there was really no way, so he had to do it.

But at this moment, Ye Feng gave him the feeling that he was too calm, unreasonably calm, and even made himself, a physical cultivation cultivator of the Four Realms of the Great Perfection, feel a little steady, this strange feeling made him completely unable to figure it out.

After a moment of silence, the fat monk met Ye Feng's gaze and gritted his teeth, "Sixty percent! I will die by myself, and we will both die if we have one percent!"

The voice of the fat monk is no longer the previous hanger, and some are just desperate and resolute.

Ye Feng glanced at Zixuan deeply, nodded, and said nothing, he smiled, leaned his body against the dervishes, and closed his eyes to rest.

The fat monk looked at the young man who was closing his eyes and recuperating on the side, and his frowning thick eyebrows gradually relaxed, and he was inexplicably more sure of this catastrophe in his heart.

This time, he came to the Valley of Broken Love to slaughter Jiaolong, not because the fat monk Zixuan insisted on coming, but because he had to come.

The fat monk's master once calculated for him, saying that the path of cultivating immortals is against the sky, and every immortal cultivator will have a lot of calamities.

Not to mention the small calamity, but no matter who it is, there will be a life-threatening catastrophe, and it will be smooth sailing after it has passed, and if you can't get over, you can only die here, and the catastrophe of the fat monk should be on the dragon in this valley of broken love.

Before leaving, the white-robed monk repeatedly told him not to find a helper from the same sect, otherwise the cause and effect would be transferred to others, but if there were people from other sects who were willing to help, they would not be contaminated with cause and effect, so the fat monk temporarily dragged Ye Feng, who had cultivated to a low level, into the water.

In the end, it's just for more peace of mind.

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Under the waterfall in the deepest part of the Broken Love Valley, there is a cold and gloomy ghost cave, and at this time, in the cave, on the ground covered with the remains of severed limbs, stands a bewitching woman in a black dress with a delicate body.

The woman's red lips are full, the nose is small, the chin is thin, and there are two dark red pattern marks on both sides of a pair of beautiful eyes, which really makes people sigh that there are still such a demonic woman in the world.

It's just that at this time, in the woman's slender and white palm, she grabbed a colorful python with the thickness of a thigh very incongruously.

Sticking out her tongue and licking her scarlet lips, the bewitching woman bit down on the python's seven inches, greedily sucking the snake's blood.

Sucking the blood of the giant python dry, the woman let go of the giant python in her hand and wiped her lips, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she muttered to herself with a sad expression: "It's been almost a thousand years... Why? Why would you rather cut your house for the sake of a dead man than marry me?"

A trace of resentment flashed in the bewitching woman's eyes, clenched her fists tightly, and roared hoarsely: "Just because I cultivated from a snake to a Jiao?

She slammed her palm on the cave wall, causing the ground outside the cave to shake.

Suddenly, the woman seemed to have noticed something abnormal, turned her head suddenly, and looked out of the cave with a cold look.

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Ye Feng and the fat monk flew in the sky for a while, then found an open space and stopped, and the two of them began to build a fire with a clear division of labor, and continued to roast the jerky.

Looking at the skillful barbecue action in the thin young man's hand, the fat monk came over with a hippie smile, "What, Ye Feng, if I can survive this time, you can teach me barbecue?"