The little white fox walked to the man in Tsing Yi, and looked up at the man's dashing face full of blue stubble, "What happened to that young man?"

The man in Tsing Yi lowered his hand and touched the simple long sword on his waist, and looked into the distance with both hands behind his back, he sighed lightly and said, "Huh~ I touched the edge of my own sword heart, and I am in an epiphany at the moment." ”

The little white fox tilted his plush head sideways, and there was a hint of ridicule in his tone: "It's just the first epiphany, so why worry so much? When did you become so unsure of your choice?"

The man in Tsing Yi retracted his gaze and looked at the white fox, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and said with a hearty smile: "That's right, if I can't even pass this level, then why should I put my hope on him?"

The man in Tsing Yi suddenly bent down, hugged the little white fox in his arms, sniffed it vigorously, and said with a wicked smile: "It's so fragrant, I already miss the appearance of you when you turned into a human form." ”

"Let go!"

The white fox snorted angrily, struggled twice, but the snow-white fox body was tightly hugged by the man, unable to break free, the golden eyes glared at the man fiercely, and closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, no longer resisting.

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In the bamboo forest, Ye Feng's breathing rhythm was no longer as smooth and even as before, and his chest rose and fell violently with a heavy wheezing sound.

The beads of sweat that fell from the young man's forehead swept across his closed eyes, dripped down the tip of his nose and seeped into the ground, and then a raging and violent aura emanated from his body, as if he would open a pair of blood-red pupils at any time, slaughtering all the creatures in front of him.

At this moment, a picture is flashing uncontrollably in the young man's mind.

The rows of corpses hanging on the beams of the old mansion in Qingxi Town, Wang Mang and Qin Qiao whose hearts were hollowed out, Liu Er, the guy who robbed the road for Qinglingcao, the little girl Jiaojiao who turned around and left with a happy face holding the arm of the young man in the black robe, and the blacksmith couple who didn't pay their debts and Cao Lang, the red-nosed head who held a long whip...

These pictures kept floating in the young man's mind, as if a poisonous stinger was piercing his heart deeply, and he was miserable.

"You all deserve to die!"

Ye Feng shouted in his heart full of resentment, and the sword in his hand was pulled out by half an inch.

At this moment, a clear stream without a source suddenly gushed out of the young man's dantian, and this stream of water mixed with a trace of golden light followed the tendons and veins, and slowly flowed into the acupoints of his heart, and the anger in the young man's heart was much smaller, and the action of drawing the sword in his hand also stopped.

Ye Feng took a deep breath, and familiar faces appeared in his mind again.

Grandpa Ye Changfeng, who always has a straight face, his mother Mrs. Qi, who quietly wiped his tears after beating his fart red with rattan because he drank wine, his father who likes to teach him to recite poems, the second uncle with a hippie smile, and the prodigal swordsman in Tsing Yi and hat.

In the end, a cold girl dressed in white flashed in the young man's mind, his heart suddenly shrank, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Under the moonlight, Ye Feng's slightly thin figure had an indescribable temperament.

"Wow" pulled out the sword.

In the originally quiet green bamboo forest, a light wind blew up, and the bamboo leaves that fell on the ground were carried up by the wind, fluttering with the wind like green butterflies.

With the drifting of the bamboo leaves, the "Xuanjiao" in Ye Feng's hand seemed to feel the change in the master's mood, and the "humming" kept whispering.

At the same time, the golden water flow in Ye Feng's dantian came to an abrupt halt, and with it was the Qi cultivation that skyrocketed in his body.

There is no unbearable pain when he ascended to the realm in the past, there is only the tranquility and indifference in the young man's heart, as well as his firm belief in the red dust of everything.

In just a few breaths, Ye Feng's Qi cultivation reached the peak of the Five Realms, and he broke through the bottleneck and stopped at the beginning of the Six Realms.

With the improvement of cultivation, the abnormal movement in Ye Feng's body gradually disappeared, and the whole person came back to his senses.

He closed his eyes and felt the cultivation for a while, smiling, as if talking to himself: "The road is bumpy, and there are thousands of people's hearts, although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!"

The young man sheathed the long sword in his hand, his hands behind his back, holding the sword, he looked up at the starry sky, the corners of his eyes slightly curved, like two flawless crescents.

Although he said this with a smile, it made people feel an indescribable seriousness.

In the fence yard, the girl in white in the mud house in the middle of the house has turned off the lights and is lying on the bed.

In the night, the girl's upturned eyelashes trembled a few times from time to time, and I don't know how long it took, the courtyard door was gently pushed open with a "squeak", and then a slight footstep came from far and near, until the house adjacent to the side house stopped.

The girl heard the sound of the door closing next door, changed her sleeping position, closed her eyes, and gradually fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Ye Feng got up first as usual to make breakfast for Ma Lao and the others, and then went to the bamboo forest behind the house to start practicing swords.

After practicing hundreds of times to draw and collect the sword, the young man wrapped the sword again in black cloth, sat on a stone and frowned and thought about it.

Probably because of the improvement of the Qi cultivation realm last night, Ye Feng seemed to feel that he had an inexplicable connection with "Xuanjiao" when he was practicing his sword, and he always vaguely heard a faint voice repeating a sentence to himself in his heart, and he listened to it a few times but couldn't hear what was said at all, which made Ye Feng, who had always been calm, a little annoyed.

Ye Feng glanced at the small courtyard of the fence not far away, put the sword on his side, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to practice the small meditation technique to regulate his impetuous mood.

After running the small meditation technique for a week, Ye Feng got up and returned to the small courtyard.

At this time, the three of them had already eaten breakfast, and were sitting on the bench at the door of the house, chatting with each other.

Seeing Ye Feng coming back, the girl Shen Ting picked up a medicine bag from the small table and handed it to Ye Feng, explaining: "This medicine is for Shuigen, the son of the sister-in-law of the Sui family in the east of the city, I will help Grandpa Ma to the teahouse in a while, you go and give the medicine to Shuigen Niang first, she has to run again." ”

The girl turned around and helped up Ma Lao, who was holding the chess pipe, and paused to look sideways at Ye Feng, "By the way, remember not to accept Shui Gen Niang's medicine money when the time comes, she is not easy." ”

Stuffing the medicine bag into his arms, Ye Feng returned to the room and told Yuan Bao to stay at home obediently, wiped his face with a towel, and walked out of the yard quickly with Xuanjiao.

The boy walked through the streets and alleys to the door of Shuigen's house, raised his hand and knocked on the courtyard door.

After a while, the old wooden door was slowly opened, and Mizune's sad face poked out from the crack in the door.

Seeing that it was Ye Feng who knocked on the door, the woman couldn't help but be stunned, reacted and hurriedly opened the courtyard door to let go, and said with a happy face: "Xiao Langzhong, why are you here? Come into the house, come into the house!"

After speaking, without waiting for Ye Feng to answer, the woman enthusiastically pulled the young man into the house and pushed him to the only chair in the house.

The woman turned around and poured hot water into the teapot, and said with a smile: "Xiao Langzhong, you sit down and rest first, and I will make you some tea to moisten your throat." ”

Hearing this, Ye Feng hurriedly got up to stop Shuigen Niang's movements, "Oh, sister-in-law, you're welcome, I'm here to deliver medicine to Shuigen this time, and I'll have to go back to the pharmacy to help later, otherwise they won't be busy." ”

Ye Feng took out the medicine bag from his arms, stuffed it into Shuigen Niang's hand, and looked at the woman with a smile on her face.

The woman took the medicine bag in a daze, and after being stunned, she hurriedly thanked her again and again with joy, groped her hands on her body, and the smile on her face suddenly froze.

She paused, looked embarrassed, and said, "That.. Xiao Langzhong, can you wait a few days for this medicine money, I don't have any silver taels on me for the time being. ”

After speaking, the woman's eyes looked at Ye Feng with begging, and her cheeks with a little fine lines were a little red, as if she felt that her request was a bit too much.

Ye Feng couldn't help but be a little amused when he saw this, and just wanted to open his mouth to tell Shuigen Niang that he didn't charge money for this medicine, but suddenly remembered that he had only given her twenty taels of silver last night, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Sister-in-law, didn't I just give you two ingots of silver yesterday as the expenses for Shuigen's private school? Why did you suddenly run out of money?"

As he spoke, Ye Feng took out half a bag of copper coins from his arms and poured the copper coins on the table beside him, "I have this money with me, this money bag was given to me by a friend of mine, I can't give it to you, and I hope my sister-in-law doesn't mind." ”

Seeing this, Shuigen Niang hurriedly grabbed the copper coins on the table and stuffed them into Ye Feng's arms, looking terrified, and said in an anxious tone: "No, Xiaolangzhong, you have already helped our family enough, I really can't trouble you anymore!"

As she spoke, the young woman's nose ached, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

But with Ye Feng's character, since he planned to help, he naturally wouldn't take back the things he sent out, so he and Shuigen Niang pushed each other.

At this moment, a ragged child with a yellow face and thin muscles suddenly walked into the courtyard gate.

The child muttered with his fingers in his mouth, "Mother, I'm hungry." ”

Before the words fell, the little boy's smart eyes suddenly found Ye Feng in the room, and he pulled his fingers back from his mouth in a panic, wiped his saliva on his clothes, his eyes were full of surprise, and said, "Brother Ye Feng, why are you here?"

Ye Feng and Shui Genniang stopped pushing and pulling at the same time, and turned their heads to look at the little boy together.

Seeing that the person who came was the woman's son Shuigen, Ye Feng was also a little happy, and just wanted to speak, but Shuigenniang had already walked quickly to the middle between Ye Feng and Shuigen, she turned her back to Ye Feng, wiped her tears, and said to Shuigen blamefully:

"Didn't you go out for a walk and come back later? ”

With that, the woman pushed her son out with both hands, completely ignoring the child's struggles.

People who don't know about it read it and think that the child is not her own.

Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but become suspicious, turned sideways and looked at the yellow muscle thin Shuigen, and the expression on his face suddenly changed.

He stepped forward and grabbed Shuigenniang's arm tightly, pointed at the little boy Shuigen, and asked the woman coldly with a sinking face, "What's the matter with the injury on his face?