One day later, the Feng Lingtuo shopkeeper hired an ox cart and accompanied Qin Wanxi on the road to Xiaojian Villa. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the ox cart was comfortable, it was slow, far less swift than the gentle work of the two-man transporter. Feng Ling's nature is unrestrained, and he feels depressed when he doesn't walk much, but Qin Wanxi didn't say a word, hugged her arms in front of her chest, and closed her eyes to recuperate.

"Sister Wan, uncle, they are all waiting in Xiaojian Villa, will they catch Qin Yuan and that demon?" Feng Ling couldn't bear the loneliness and asked.

"I... I don't know!" Qin Wanxi bit her lower lip, opened her eyes, and looked into the distance.

"Ling'er, why did your uncle do this?" Qin Wanxi retracted her gaze and asked thoughtfully.

"Well, I thought it was strange at first, I went to ask my uncle, but he laughed at me for being blind!, and said that Qin Yuan would definitely come, it was just a matter of time or time!" Feng Ling recalled, which was also unreasonable.

"Really?" If it weren't for the fact that these words came from Feng Bu's mouth, Qin Wanxi would still think that it was Feng Ling's self-righteousness, and she was quite unimpressed at the moment.

Ever since she bumped into that incident, Qin Wanxi has been avoiding Feng Buvain, and listening to Feng Ling's words at this moment, she hopes that Feng Buvain's prophecy will come true. But after a while, she laughed at herself again, and said in her heart: Wan'er, Wan'er, how can you believe the nonsense of the wind! If Qin Yuan is the culprit, he would rather wander the world than come back! Unless... Qin Wanxi's heart suddenly revealed a trace of sweetness, but then she realized that it was absolutely impossible, pinched her arm fiercely, and said fiercely: If he really comes, I will be the first to kill him!

Along the way, Qin Wanxi was so cranky, sometimes angry and sometimes anxious in her heart. Feng Ling saw that her face was cloudy, so she didn't dare to say too much, fortunately, the distance between Jin Xiang Town and Xiaojian Villa was not far away, and after half an hour, Qin Feng and the others also came to the camp of Jingdaomen.

After getting off the ox cart, Qin Wanxi was stunned, how could Jingdaomen be so powerful, and more than 20 tents had been erected on this land alone!

"Hehe... Wan'er Ling'er is here, "Maybe someone reported it, and the wind greeted her from the tent with a smile."

Qin Wanxi didn't say anything, and walked straight towards the tent. The Wind Spirit followed behind her, pouting at Feng Buvain and following in. Feng Buvain was wondering, but he heard an angry rebuke in the tent.

"All go out! No one will be left!" Immediately, the people who were in the tent walked out shaking their heads, and came to the front of Feng Bu in vain, either to say goodbye or to ask for a retreat, but all of them were embarrassed!

"Presumptuous! These are all seniors and old friends from various sects, how could they be blasted out like this!" Feng Bu glared at Feng Ling.

"Master Feng, this matter has nothing to do with the Wind Spirit!" Without waiting for the Wind Spirit to reply, Qin Wanxi said first.

"Then why is Wan'er?" Feng Bufu's tone slowed slightly.

"They... They're all... Mock..."Qin Wanxi's face was flushed, and she couldn't hold back half of a sentence and couldn't continue.

"This..."Feng is not in vain how smart he is, he guesses nine times out of ten when he hears it, but despite this, he can't help this daughter's thoughts, so he can only look at Feng Ling flatteringly, but Feng Ling twists his head to the side.

"Ahem... What is the matter here!" Feng Buyuan deliberately coughed a few times and diverted the topic.

"Sister Wan wants to go back to Zhuangzi to see!" Feng Ling replied crisply.

"Well, it's good to go back and have a look!" Feng agreed in vain, taking out an object and handing it to the wind spirit.

"What is this?" Feng Ling held it in his hand and saw that it was a cylindrical thing, which seemed to be made of bamboo, covered with paper film on one side, sealed with soil on the other side, and a red rope hanging from the lower end.

"This is a bamboo cannon! If you encounter danger, turn the side of the paper to the sky and pull down this red rope. Feng explained patiently.

"Sister Wan, let's go!" Feng Ling pulled Qin Wanxi up, "But..."Qin Wanxi seemed to have something to say, but she forced her out of the tent.

"Alas!" Qin Wan couldn't resist Feng Ling, sighed lightly, and let her pull herself around.

Walking through the tent, Qin Wanxi encountered some unfamiliar faces from time to time, most of them were humble and polite, and when she saw that there were two girls coming to her, she flashed aside. But inadvertently, Qin Wanxi would always feel that their seemingly low-hanging gaze would secretly rise, sweeping the black veil on their faces, with an intriguing smile. The more Qin Wanxi thought about it, the more angry she became, and she was embarrassed and angry for a while, and in her urgency, she actually used the kung fu of light body lifting, and she left the wind spirit behind in a moment.

"Oops... Sister Wan, you wait for me!" the wind spirit rushed forward, almost falling, and shouted loudly in dissatisfaction.

Qin Wanxi was angry in her heart, and she didn't stop slowly until she ran to the main gate of Xiaojian Villa.

"Sister Wan, what happened?" Feng Ling also chased after him with a smile, his mouth was disgusted, and he slapped his palm lightly, but he slapped it empty.

Ever since the gate of Xiaojian Villa came into Qin Wanxi's eyes, her tears had been unable to hold back, and her body seemed to be evacuated, and her feet were weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

Feng Ling put away the smile on his face, and stood by Qin Wanxi's side silently, although he was in the ruins of the Howling Sword Villa, he still had the lively scene in his mind when he first arrived that day, and he couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart.

"Sister Wan... All... Everything will pass!" "The wind spirit with sharp teeth on weekdays is now like a child who can just speak, no matter what he says, it seems to be a thousand miles away from his heart.

Although she was outside the village, Qin Wanxi's eyes could still penetrate the village. The gray and broken bricks and tiles have a new look, the Zhuang guests with different looks are busy walking through, the father who always has a serious face in the study, and the vigorous figure of the person on the martial arts field...

"Senior sister, come on, what are you doing sitting there stupidly?" the man suddenly turned to her, a smile on his lips, and a smile in his eyes.

"Teacher..."Qin Wanxi involuntarily stretched out her hand, and was just about to call out her name, but everything in front of her suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and then, a hideous and ugly face approached in front of her, and her bloody mouth exuded the breath of death, and in an instant, she would be torn apart.

"The devil looks at the arrows!" Qin Wanxi roared angrily, bent her bow and set up arrows, the bowstring swished continuously, and the three feathered arrows roared towards the devil.

But somehow, the three arrows were clearly shot, and the arrogance of the demon intensified. Qin Wanxi's heart was crossed, and she was about to take the arrow again, but she suddenly felt that the broken vault bow in her hand was about to get rid of it, and she couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, and she clenched the longbow with both hands, so that the battle fell into anxiety. After a while, there was a sudden tingling pain in her right cheek, and Qin Wanxi looked at it, and it was the wind spirit who was fighting for the longbow with her!