Walking straight to the deserted courtyard, Wu Feng jumped on the roof on tiptoe. At this time, the sun is gradually setting, and the sky in the distance is as red as a shadow like sand.

Wu Feng swept the dust on the tiles and sat down, waved his clothes in the breeze, and stared at it, this trip suffered a lot of losses and gained a lot, but if he could exchange the lives of the team members, he would rather not have these gains.

"If I had been stronger, I might have been able to bring them back alive......"

Wu Feng looked in the direction of the depths of the jungle, and his sadness could not be concealed.

The desire for strength reached an unprecedented intensity, the dying sound before fainting, and the reappearance of the dream in the fainting made Wu Feng's brows gradually frown.

In the past, Wu Feng loved and feared dreams, and he was afraid even more, but now it is completely different, not to mention that the power of iron tools is like a carrot tied to his eyes.

Putting away his thoughts, night had fallen unconsciously, Wu Feng took a deep breath, jumped down from the roof, and went straight back to his residence.

The door was pushed open, Zhang Long was sitting in the living room, and Wu Feng walked in with a slight smile.

Zhang Long should have deliberately waited for Wu Feng, because there were a few dishes on the small table next to him, as well as a pot of wine.

"Come on, have a drink with Uncle Long. ”

Wu Feng readily agreed, compared with the noon feast, the coarse tea and light rice under the kerosene lamp were more in line with his appetite.

Wu Feng raised his wine glass and saluted, drank guiltily, and said, "Uncle Long, I'm sorry, I couldn't bring them all back, and besides, the Broken Stone Sword was also destroyed!"

Zhang Long took a sip, put down the wine glass and patted Wu Feng's shoulder, his sagging eyes were like the water of an ancient well, and said, "It's still the same sentence, everything has its fate!"

Wu Feng nodded, and then recounted the whole story, listening to Zhang Long's sometimes frowning, sometimes gnashing his teeth, sometimes shocked, and sometimes contemplative.

"In the end, Brother Huang Mang separated from us outside the forest with people. With that, Wu Feng picked up the wine glass and drank it again.

Lifting the shirt draped over his shoulders, Zhang Long slowly got up and paced back and forth, and said, "Although you have taken the blood of Zhenshan Tiger, there are still some troubles that you can't avoid!"

Wu Feng nodded undeniably, "I know that Liu He and Li Dan will not let me go easily, and the head of the family may also be difficult against me, there must be the existence of that woman between him and Qin Bai." ”

Staring at Wu Feng under the kerosene lamp, Zhang Long nodded secretly and asked, "Then what are you going to do?"

Pulling Zhang Long back to his seat, Wu Feng smiled indifferently, "The soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth!"

After pondering for a moment and sighing softly, how could Zhang Long have imagined that the upright and benevolent Li family would become so smoky, "Now I can only respond to all changes with the same." ”

After a drink with Zhang Long, Wu Feng returned to his room.

The kerosene lamp was lit, and a glass of water was poured to moisten his throat, Wu Feng closed the doors and windows and sat under the lamp.

Whether it is a dream, Liu He and others, it is not a top priority. After his ears twitched slightly to make sure that there was no one outside the room, Wu Feng couldn't wait to take out the iron tools from his arms.

"Master knows that you are not mortal!"

The excitement made Wu Feng couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and after taking a deep breath, he began to grope seriously.

"It's changed!"

At this time, the size and weight of the iron have changed, although it is very small, but Wu Feng is still very sure, and what surprised him even more is that the rust on the iron has also degraded a lot, even now it still looks like a handful of scrap iron.

Wu Feng stood up, holding the iron weapon in his hand and waving it in the air, except for a slight whirring, there was no response.

Wu Feng didn't believe in evil, and there was another dance, but the result still didn't change.

His clothes were a little sweaty, and Wu Feng sat back under the kerosene lamp, the joy on his face was long gone, replaced by the anxiety of the dog biting the hedgehog and having nowhere to put his teeth.

"Baby is a good baby, but I don't know how to use it!"

"Do you need my blood?"

Rushed to the doctor. Wu Feng bit his fingers, dripping the blood, and then stared expectantly, but unfortunately, after a few breaths, the iron did not move at all.

"Fuck, what shit!"

Wu Feng scolded angrily, and put the iron weapon on the table.

Pacing back and forth, the anger gradually subsided, Wu Feng frowned and thought deeply, reliving every detail of the hunting process in his mind.

"The red and black lights happened twice, once when the soul destroying bomb exploded, and once when the Zhenshan Tiger soul power aura was broken. ”

"These two times have one thing in common, they are both critical moments, is this thing only in a critical situation?"

Wu Feng seemed to have found the answer, but for some reason there was a faint uncertainty in his heart.

The figures on the wall fluttered back and forth, and Wu Feng was at a loss for what to dodge, until a few hours later, the color of ecstasy finally stretched out his frowning brow.

"No, there is one thing in common, both times I was attacked head-on by soul power, and the red and black magic light can not only resist soul power but also absorb it, which is the reason for the change in iron weapons. That's right, that's it, that's it!"

Wu Feng was ecstatic, if it wasn't for the dead of night, he really wanted to laugh out loud.

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At the same time that Wu Feng was pleased with the treasure, in a boudoir in Dark Willow Lane, the bed swayed and moaned, and it took half an hour before it returned to calm.

"Hmph, I haven't seen anyone for more than half a month, where did you die!"

A bewitching woman wearing only a red belly pocket stepped off the bed, dragged her cheeks with one hand, and sat down at the table angrily.

Seeing the woman's coquettish appearance, the man on the bed suddenly became happy again, and walked over and hugged the woman tightly, but he was drunk and had a bandage on one hand.

"Don't be angry, brother, didn't you go out hunting, otherwise why don't you want to see you for half a month? ”

The woman snorted, got rid of the man's arm and sat aside, her red lips pursed, and people saw it.

Seeing that the woman was unrelenting, the man sat upright and coughed dryly, "Let me tell you, this hunt is different from the past, do you know what we hunted in the end?"

The woman glanced back and snorted again, "I don't want to know!"

As the saying goes, heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass, but how can a beauty not love heroes? The man puffed up his chest and said: "Zhenshan Tiger, and it is the Zhenshan Tiger who has broken through to become a soul beast. ”

The man's display worked, and the woman immediately turned around, her jade hand half-covering her red lips, and her wide beautiful eyes were full of endless adoration.

"Really, my brother is amazing!"

The man took the woman into his arms, and the rich fragrance made him feel refreshed and happy, and he completely fell into gentleness.

"Why are the mountain tigers afraid? The most important thing is that this time we have solved the big problem in our hearts!"

Raising her head from the man's arms, the woman's long eyelashes blinked, casting an incomprehensible soft light.

"Aren't you going hunting?

"No, nothing. It's getting late, I'll go first!"

The head buzzed suddenly, and the man hurriedly pushed the woman away, picked up his clothes and rushed out the door.

Standing in front of the window, looking down, when the man's panicked figure disappeared into the darkness, the woman put on her clothes, put away her charm, and walked to a wall and stood respectfully.

"Sister Qin Yun. ”

A rumbling sound sounded, and a stone door slowly opened on the wall, and a richly dressed and bumpy woman walked out, but the delicate face made people feel extremely vicious because of her anger.

"Wu Feng!"

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