Xiang Xuelan's cheeks were hot, as if she had been burned by flames, and it was like drinking wine but not being able to drink it, and she was so red that she could drip blood.

After the initial strange feeling, Mu Wanfeng's body began to twitch violently.

He tried his best not to think nonsense, but it backfired, and the picture of Xiang Xuelan gently embracing him kept coming to mind and lingering.

Just when he was about to cry in pain, Xiang Xuelan finally calmed down and used her spiritual power to dispel the numbness.

She hurriedly let go of Mu Wanfeng and stood up, but that strange feeling of ** couldn't be dispelled, and she was secretly annoyed.

She was annoyed by Mu Wanfeng, but she was even more annoyed with herself, he was the person that her sister liked.

Xiang Xuelan wanted to turn around and leave, but she couldn't bear to leave behind Mu Wanfeng, who had just recovered.

Just when she was uncertain, she saw that Mu Wanfeng seemed to be wrong, like a sheep epileptic attack, and her body couldn't help twitching.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Xiang Xuelan took a few quick steps to straighten it out.

Mu Wanfeng felt bitter in her heart, and said in her throat: "Teacher, senior sister...... You—Can you stay away from me?"

However, his words, to Xiang Xuelan's ears, were just babbling, and she didn't know what he was talking about at all.

Xiang Xuelan immediately took out a pill and fed it to Mu Wanfeng, just now she was also upset, panicked, and didn't think of this stubble for a while.

After a long drought, it hurts and is happy.

The broken voice is not a big problem, after the nourishment of the pill, it will soon get better, and Mu Wanfeng's words will become clear.

"Senior sister, I have a reluctant request," Mu Wanfeng clutched her chest and said with some difficulty: "Can you leave me alone for the time being?"

"What? ...... you"

Xiang Xuelan's eyes widened, thinking that she had misheard. She has been with this bastard for so long, and the first thing she said when she opened her mouth was to let herself go!

After a short period of surprise, Xiang Xuelan's heart immediately rose with grievances. She had never been so interested in a man, but she didn't expect this result to be in exchange.

I was going to the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch and fed the dog with poetry!

Xiang Xuelan smiled self-deprecatingly, her expression returned to her previous indifference, and said, "It's Xuelan who is meddling, Senior Brother Mu cherishes herself!"

The polite words made Mu Wanfeng's heart hurt like a pinprick.

Knowing that Xiang Xuelan had misunderstood, Mu Wanfeng hurriedly said, "Senior sister, you misunderstood......"

"What is the misunderstanding?" Xiang Xuelan asked coldly.

There are so many things, Mu Wanfeng doesn't know where to start, Rao is thick-skinned enough, and he can't just say "Because I like you, my heart hurts so much", right?

Xiang Xuelan saw that he was hesitant for a long time, but he didn't explain it, and she was even more disappointed in her heart, so she shook her head and got up and left.

Mu Wanfeng looked at her slender back, gradually disappearing from sight, and the feeling of heartache never lessened in the slightest.

Love you in the heart is hard to open!

The tea time passed in a flash, although Mu Wanfeng's body was still aching, but he was able to move, and as soon as he got up, his brain was dizzy, and he almost fell down.

"Gollum...... Gollum ......"

Mu Wanfeng smiled bitterly, it is really a sin made by heaven and you can live, but you can't live if you do it yourself.

I knew that I would have stabilized Xiang Xuelan first, and let her bring some meat back, the pain in her body would have passed......

However, at this moment, a shadow came in one step, holding a rabbit in his hand, which was stronger than a wolf, which was Xiang Xuelan who had gone and returned.

The joy in his heart overwhelmed the pain in his body, Mu Wanfeng greeted him and shouted, "Senior sister, ...... just now"

Before Mu Wanfeng finished speaking, Xiang Xuelan threw down the rabbit, turned a corner, and walked towards her stone house, without even looking at Mu Wanfeng.

Looking at the rabbit on the ground with blood on its neck, Mu Wanfeng was speechless for a while.

The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant......

After eating, Mu Wanfeng lay comfortably on the ground, looking at the dome of the Xuantian Secret Realm, in a daze.

Is the enemy who killed my father and mother my father's clansman......

It didn't take long for the news of Mu Wanfeng's improvement to be learned by Mo Yushu and Xue Wuxi.

Mu Wanfeng told the general story of the matter, and Mo Yushu was amazed when he heard it.

Mu Feixue left behind consciousness, not remnant soul, what kind of realm does this have to reach to be able to do it?

And Xue Wuxian closed the door and ignored Mu Wanfeng, and even Mu Wanfeng barbecued meat and sent it over in person, but he was turned away.

Mu Wanfeng was inexplicable, scratched her scalp, and didn't understand when she offended this guy.

He didn't figure it out, and finally his temper came up, kicked the stone door down, scolded a few words and turned away.

In the following time, Mu Wanfeng except for occasionally having a drink with Mo Yushu and chatting a few words. The other two didn't say a word to him, which made him hold back an evil fire in his stomach.

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

In the past half a year, in addition to sleeping, Mu Wanfeng has cultivated the Qinxin Purple Moon Sword and the Thousand Mountains Jue.

After cultivating the Thousand Mountains Technique, Mu Wanfeng realized that the spiritual power cultivated was not the only means for cultivators to attack. After the physical strength reaches a certain level, it can also kill and fight, and even surpass.

One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. Long and strong, sharp and sharp, short and treacherous, hidden murderous ......

The Thousand Mountains Recipe is to cultivate the physique, which is similar to the martial arts of mortals, as long as it is used well, any part of the body can kill the enemy and win.

Martial arts are broad and profound, but there is a huge difference between the physical strength and the spiritual power cultivated, which makes it useless.

If Mu Wanfeng didn't use the sword technique, his attack power would not be as strong as his physical strength, and he had only cultivated the Thousand Mountains Technique for half a year, which showed its horror.

Of course, the Qianshan Jue can also be used with spiritual power, and its destructive power makes Mu Wanfeng himself dumbfounded.

After a cultivation, he smashed the ground with one punch and a large pit with a radius of two zhang, and the cracked lines spread out five or six zhang away.

He was suddenly messy in the wind, and it was hard to imagine what his mother looked like when she waved her fists and opened the mountains and cracked the ground.

This is diametrically opposed to Mu Feixue's image of a good wife and mother, gentle as water.

Mu Wanfeng dared to swear that if the people of Jindan Wuzhong were smashed by his punch, and they could walk two feet away, he would go to eat rice and millet.

However, the two guys of rice and millet, one only goes in and can't get out, and the other even saves the in, but where does the feces come from for him to eat?

Unlike the progress of Qianshan Jue's cultivation, since the Qinxin Purple Moon Sword became a child, until now, Mu Wanfeng has not gone any further, which makes him distressed.

And in the past half year, his realm has also been stuck in the ninefold of Qi training, and he has been on the verge of breaking through, hovering.

This is like the delicate relationship between him and Xiang Xuelan, which is obviously a layer of window paper, but it can't be broken.

Although during this time, the relationship between the two has eased somewhat, and they can occasionally say a few words. However, Xiang Xuelan's words were full of politeness, rejecting people for thousands of miles.

Because of the effect of the bitter love pill, Mu Wanfeng did not dare to go beyond it in the slightest, and was happy to maintain such a relationship.

This led to his cultivation of avoiding Xiang Xuelan for a long time, forgetting to sleep and eat, which was also the main reason for his rapid improvement in the Thousand Mountains Technique.

However, other people's women are the most beautiful, and what they can't get is the best.

The more Mu Wanfeng suppressed the feelings in her heart and didn't think about Xiang Xuelan, but the pain in her body became more intense.

The feeling of pain reminded him at any time that pain can also be addictive, and he can't quit. Love is like poison, but it keeps asking.

It's still the same sentence, people, that's how cheap they are!

The days went by like this, Mu Wanfeng practiced penance outside the stone house, and occasionally entered the door of life and death to tease the little boy. Other than that, the other three basically stayed in the room, specializing in the inheritance they had obtained.

In the past year, Mo Yushu's formation attainments have made more progress than in previous decades, and some progress has also been made in the spatial teleportation formation.

However, after Mu Wanfeng saw that he had arranged it several times, it all ended in failure, and then he closed the door and continued to specialize.

The exercises that Xue Wuxian obtained, he couldn't practice for the time being, but what he had learned was very miscellaneous, and he would not refuse to come to useful strange and obscene skills.

The half of the Xuantian Sect classics that he received just met his needs. Mu Wanfeng also doesn't know how deep his current strength is.

It's just that once, Mu Wanfeng offended him again when he spoke, and the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, so the two fought.

Although Mu Wanfeng is not a soft persimmon now, he still beat her nose and swollen face.

There is no other reason, the cultivation of Snow Without a Trace is out of the trend!

In a flash, another half a year has passed

this day

Of course, Mu Wanfeng didn't know, it wasn't a day, because it had never been dark here, but he had just woken up......

Yawned, repeating the past behavior, first looked at the rice, and slept peacefully, then played the jade flute to practice the Thousand Mountains Technique, and the Purple Moon Sword in the Qin Heart, and then went underground to see the little boy, that is, as always, slapped a few times on his buttocks, which was considered a visit.

Back on the surface, he walked to the door of Snow Traceless' room and decided to have a good talk.

Ever since his mother appeared a year and a half ago, this guy has started to have convulsions, and he doesn't mince words about himself, as if he owes this guy something.

After such a long time, he is still troubled, and he is not a woman, do you still want to be a rough man to coax him?

"Snow without a trace!" Mu Wanfeng kicked twice on the door and shouted, "Open the door!"

Mu Wanfeng's patience, after a year and a half, has been polished, and there was no movement after three breaths, and he immediately kicked on the stone door.

Since Shimen was kicked down by him last time, Xue Wuxian has arranged a formation to strengthen the stone house, and it is Mu Wanfeng who is prevented.

However, Mu Wanfeng has been diligent in cultivating the Thousand Mountains, and his physical strength is not what it used to be, which is a simple formation that can be stopped?

The stone gate suddenly fell inward, splashing a puff of smoke and dust.

Mu Wanfeng came to find fault, and after the stone gate was kicked down, he stepped in with an arrow step. However, when he saw the scene in the stone gate, he suddenly froze......