The sun is scorching, and the heat wave is scorching.

The leaves of the trees were all hanging listlessly in the sun, but there were not many insects and birds singing in a huge forest.

Feng Wuchen, who had been busy all morning, felt that he had no strength in his whole body, and he felt that it was too hard to even lift his eyelids.

He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to soak in the cold water and get a good night's sleep.

It's just that there are only trees and no water near him, and even if there is water, he doesn't dare to bathe in front of "everyone", but he can easily achieve it when he sleeps.

After looking around, Feng Wuchen picked a big tree with lush foliage and jumped up.

On the branches near the top of the tree, he hid himself in the thick foliage, and then he could never open his eyes again.

......

In the middle of the jungle.

A man and two women confront each other from afar.

"Brother......

Hearing the one-armed woman's cry that was smoother than water, the wind power of the silent concentration and concentration exercise suddenly shook his heart.

The feeling of a dry mouth and a lack of breath instantly overwhelmed him.

Feng Li was shocked, he had just used this technique to carry the charm of the beautiful woman, why was it suddenly not good in front of this mediocre woman with a broken arm?

Not daring to stay longer, the wind turned his head, trying to break through from the beautiful woman behind him.

"Brother, did you abandon the slave family like this?"

Halfway through, the one-armed woman spoke again.

It still makes people listen to the beautiful sound of weakness and soft bones.

It's just that this time, in addition to being soft, there is also a little more deep resentment, even a hard-hearted man can't bear to live up to it.

The wind was anxious, but his legs were no longer moving, as if they had taken root on the ground.

The flowerpond giggled, harsh and eerie.

At the same time, she leapt in front of the wind, and with a flip of her palm, there was a short sword with a cold light.

The wind stood there stupidly, unaware, as if he had lost his soul.

Seeing that Hua Chi raised his sword and was about to cut the wind power, Hua Yao couldn't help but exclaim, "Senior sister, what are you going to do?"

"Of course it was his arm!" Hanachi sneered.

Since losing her left arm, Huachi wishes that everyone in the world was like her, with only one arm.

"Senior sister think twice!" Hua Yao's face turned pale, "The sect master said that we should join forces with the Liu family to deal with the Feng family, but he also said that it is not appropriate to use the sword except for Feng Wuchen, you can just beat him!"

Hua Chi gritted his teeth and hesitated for a while, and said hatefully: "It's cheaper for this kid!"

As he spoke, the flower pond kicked the wind away.

......

The windows are clear, the fragrance of tea is overflowing, and the mirror is hanging high in the room.

An old man had a calm face, stared at the beautiful woman in front of him, and said coldly: "Hua Peony, what do you mean by this?"

The beautiful woman was not annoyed by the fierce old man's reprimand, but she only twisted the waist of the water snake slowly, straightened a pair of tsunderes slightly, and the jade palm half-covered the moving cherry lips, and made a voice like a heavenly sound: "Brother Feng, this is just a fight between children, why should you be angry?"

Old man Feng said indignantly: "If I am not mistaken, old man, then the soul shaker in the girl's hand should be the soul shaker, right?"

"Brother Fengjia is really well-informed! Peony really admires!" The beautiful woman touched a wisp of green silk on her forehead charmingly, like a black waterfall.

"Can this kind of thing also be used in the Quiet Forest?" asked the old man as he blew his beard.

"Yo, Brother Feng, although this soul shaking stone has some strange effects, but after all, it has not been refined, this is not a magic weapon, let alone a magic weapon! Besides, whether it can be used in the quiet forest is not something that the little woman can say!" said the beautiful woman giggled.

"You ......"

The old man's lungs were about to explode, but the other party's performance also made him helpless, as if a thousand forces hit a ball of fluttering cotton wool, so that he couldn't use his strength, and he only felt that his chest was blocked.

......

In the middle of the jungle.

"Who?"

"Come out!"

Two coquettish shouts in a row made Feng Wuchen a little crying and laughing, he could have quietly made a sneak attack, but the bad thing was that a big bird was bad.

It turned out that a jingling sound woke up Feng Wuchen, who was sleeping happily, and when he heard this strange sound, he suddenly came to his senses, thinking that now that he was developed, he could go to a sneak attack again.

Thinking about it, Feng Wuchen quietly dived with joy in his heart, and when he arrived at the location of Hua Yao and the flower pond, he happened to see the miserable scene, and the wind was beaten by the flower pond so badly!

Seeing the wind and dust, I couldn't help but pout and gasp.

Feng Wuchen just wanted to cast a spell to capture the two girls by surprise, but he was spoiled by the big bird that suddenly flew in, and when the big bird saw him, it screamed at him hoarsely, as if he had a common enmity with him.

Under the trouble of the big bird, before he could make a move, Feng Wuchen had already been discovered.

Feng Wuchen glanced at the big bird in annoyance, if it wasn't for the wrong timing, he really wanted to catch up and slap this guy who couldn't get along with him.

The flower pond kicked the wind into the air again, knocking the latter out of the quiet forest, and a hearty smile appeared on his face.

But the smile froze immediately after she saw the comer: "It's you!"

Hua Chi gritted his teeth and said: "It's really heaven's eyes!

"Ugly girl, do you miss me so much?" Feng Wuchen glanced at Hua Yao, whose expression was a little complicated, and then put his eyes on Hua Chi's body with a smile on his face.

"You ......" has always loved the beauty of the flower pond how to bear this, immediately wanted to find Feng Wuchen desperately, just about to raise her feet and stopped, this time she didn't want to fight with the weird him.

In the blink of an eye, the anger on Hua Chi's face disappeared completely, and was replaced by a full face of charm, and an ordinary face immediately became a little more beautiful.

Hua Chi smiled charmingly and said softly: "Brother, how can you say that about the slave family?"

Hearing the sound, Feng Wuchen's heart couldn't help but ripple a little, and his face began to become hot, and his heart was shocked.

What's going on?

Now, Feng Wuchen has practiced the first level of Shen Yang Gong, and he has always been silently using Xuan Gong.

It stands to reason that with Huachi's charming cultivation, he should not be able to help him, but how could he be fascinated by the other party's words?

"Brother, just look at the people!" Hua Chi's waist twisted slightly, and the lotus step moved lightly, and he walked slowly towards Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen's little face was a little brighter than the red apple, and his eyes were blurred when he looked at the flower pond, his mouth opened at some point, and the hara hanging on it was almost to the ground.

Seeing Feng Wuchen's stupid look, Hua Yao, who was extremely nervous, breathed a sigh of relief and quietly put away the tightly clutched talisman, which was already a little sweaty.

Although Hua Yao had only been in contact with Feng Wuchen once, somehow, she was very jealous of Feng Wuchen in her heart.

When there were still three feet to go before the wind was dusty, the flower pond stopped, twisted his waist slightly, and let the waves rise and fall.

She looked at him with a coquettish smile on her face, and pointed at him and said, "Brother, you come to the slave family!"

Feng Wuchen really heard the sound and left, his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire, and he walked towards the flower pond stupidly.

......

In the tea room.

Old Man Feng's eyes widened angrily, and he said angrily: "Hua Peony, this is really unreasonable! You have repeatedly used such obscene methods!"

"Brother Fengjia, it's obviously unfair for you to say that! a woman's use of posture is equivalent to your man's use of fists and feet, how can this be considered obscene?" The beautiful woman's face was aggrieved, and a pair of affectionate eyebrows seemed to be about to shed tears at any time.

"You ......" The old man was once again suffocated, his face was red and his neck was thick.

Old Man Feng gasped for a while, but he was helpless, he could only consider himself unlucky.

When he just wanted to sit down, he suddenly saw the one-armed woman in the mirror draw out her long sword and was about to slash at Feng Wuchen's body, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and he shouted angrily: "Hua Peony, what do you mean by this?"

"It's a grievance between children, where can I care!"

"You are looking for death!" said the old man, raising his palms.

was about to make a move, but was pulled down by someone on the side.

......

Looking at Hua Chi, who was about to swing the short sword in her hand, Hua Yao bit her lip, wanting to say something, but she didn't say it, she knew that no matter what Hua Chi said, she would not easily give up this man who caused her to lose an arm.

But who can be blamed for this, who made him offend people who shouldn't be offended?

Hua Yao sighed lightly and danced her arms silently, her heart was still a little unsteady, and she still wanted to prepare a spell prepared.

When Hua Yao was about to make a move, the scene in front of her made her stop casting the spell in shock, and she subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand.

Seeing that the sword was about to be slashed to Feng Wuchen's body, Feng Wuchen suddenly disappeared.

When he was found again, he had already appeared behind Flowerpond, and was messing with his fingers on Flowerpond's body......