The next day, Feng Yang got up early to make breakfast.

After Han Yue got up, she ate the breakfast made by Feng Yang: "The breakfast you made is just right." ”

The current Feng Yang is only nineteen years old, not yet twenty years old. So Feng Yang is smaller than Han Yue.

"Feng, you shouldn't have a job yet, right?" asked Han Yue Xiangfeng.

"Well, since I only came to Wilderness City yesterday, I haven't found a job yet. Miss Han, what's the use of you asking this?" Feng Yang didn't understand why she asked like that.

"I want to ask you to work in my uncle's tavern, I wonder what you think?" asked Han Yue to Feng Yang.

Hearing Han Yue's inquiry, Feng Yang was very moved. It's just that he is still not very confident in his cooking level: "Of course you can, but your uncle will he agree?"

"Don't worry, your cooking is so delicious, I think my uncle will agree after singing. ”

In the end, Feng Yang agreed to Han Yue's proposal and went to work at Uncle Han Yue's tavern.

Uncle Han Yue's tavern is in a small street called Yunkezhai. The tavern is small, with only two floors. There weren't a few people in the tavern, scattered around the tavern. There was only one middle-aged man with a white scarf on his head greeting the guests in the entire tavern.

He saw Han Yue and Feng Yang coming in: "Yue'er, come and help me greet the guests, I'll go and cook." ”

"I know, uncle, you can also come to help!" Han Yue didn't forget to beckon Feng Yang to help.

Soon it was time for the tavern to close, and the day passed without a busy day. Only Feng Yang, Han Yue, and Uncle Han Yue were left in the tavern.

Uncle Han Yue took off the square scarf on his head: "Yue'er, I've always wanted to ask who this little brother is?"

"By the way, I haven't introduced it yet. This is my uncle Han Li. His name is Feng Yang, and he wants to work in our restaurant. Han Yue didn't introduce Feng Yang to live in her house, because she knew that if her uncle knew that Feng Yang lived in her house, he would definitely kick Feng Yang out of her house.

Hearing Han Yue's introduction, Uncle Han Yue was a little embarrassed and said, "So that's the case!" But Yue'er, you also know, this tavern is barely able to support it. I can't afford to recruit any more..."

Han Yue directly interrupted his uncle's words: "It's okay, Feng He only asks for three meals to be full, he doesn't ask for other conditions." Do you say yes?" Han Yue hurriedly poked Feng Yang beside her.

"Yes, yes, as long as you have three full meals. Feng Yang hurriedly responded.

Han Li rubbed his chin: "But what can he do if he stays here?"

"Uncle, the wind cooking is very delicious, it's time to cook dinner anyway, why don't you leave it to him?"

"Okay!" Han Li thought for a moment and agreed, after all, even if the dishes made by Feng Yang were not delicious, they were just a few dishes.

Of course, it was easy to get Han Li's recognition for his chef level.

With fresh dishes and delicious textures. The tavern attracted a large number of customers, and the tavern's reputation was spread. There is an endless stream of guests who come to eat every day, and it is simply too busy to cook alone.

So Feng Yang taught Uncle Han Li to cook earthly cuisine. With the joint efforts of the three of them, the tavern can earn 100 gold every day.

In the past three months, Feng Yang and Han Yue's personal emotions have progressed in ignorance. Feng Yang also thought about it, in fact, it's not bad to live like this all the time.

But this life was completely shattered on that day. On that day, the wind was torn apart and painful.

On that day, the three of them were busy with a day's work. Since Han Yue felt a little unwell, Feng Yang asked her to go back first. Feng Yang did not go back with her, but stayed to clean up the clutter in the tavern.

Although after Han Yue left, Feng Yang's heart was very uneasy.

In fact, there is still luck in Feng Yang's heart, and he thinks it has been more than ten years. Han Yue hasn't had an accident, and this time she will definitely be fine. Maybe it's just that I'm thinking too much, and even if I want to call her back, it's too late.

A strong sense of uneasiness has been haunting Feng Yang's heart, although Feng Yang has already cleaned up the clutter as fast as he can. Then he quickly ran towards Han Yue towards Han Yue's home.

But it was too late, and he saw a scene that made him desperate, only to see it in the narrow alley.

Han Yue was lying in a pool of blood with a knife stuck in her body. This knife is what Han Yue has always carried with her for self-defense. A man stood beside her with blood on his hands, this man was a person named Su Fang, a second-order martial cultivator.

He often came to the tavern to help out in the past three months, so Feng Yang and he quickly became good friends. Under the deliberate currying favor of the Soviet side, the two soon became "brothers" who had nothing to say. He asked Feng Yang a lot of questions in his life, and Feng Yang didn't hide it in the slightest.

"Why?" roared like a cuckoo's blood.

"Why? Not this slut. I've liked her for two years, and she ignores me. And you're just someone of unknown origin who has been in this city for less than three months, and she actually likes you. Su Fang said as viciously as a madman.

"Ah" Feng Yang couldn't stand such a reality, his eyes were red as blood, revealing a ferocity like a beast, which was soul-stirring. Countless red filaments of cow hair sucked out of Feng Yang's hands.

Feng Yang rushed towards the Su side desperately, if it was usual, Feng Yang would definitely not be able to compete with it.

Although Su Fang was a little uneasy after seeing Feng Yang's eyes, he still said disdainfully: "You still want to fight with me, I'll do a good deed to reunite you with this slut!"

Feng Yang's fist was against his fist. The crimson filaments were all inserted straight into Su Fang's hand like steel needles, completely penetrating the bones together.

"Ah" This cone-like sting made Su Fang couldn't help but cover his right hand with his left hand. Feng Yang won't stop because of his pain.

Feng Yang punched him with a fist, and Feng Yang in a state of madness did not fully appreciate the priesthood. Feng Yang's fist struck every inch of his body, but it didn't hit his head. Su Fang's whole body seemed to be shot by tens of millions of fine needles, and blood was dripping out of his wail.

The crimson filaments on Feng Yang's hands brushed against his body, leaving deep cuts on his body. When Su Fang died, his whole body was like mud.

Although the Soviet side is dead, it is not over yet. I saw that Fengyang's eyebrows were cracked, like a black hole. sucked Su Fang's soul into it, and immortal suppression could not be superborn.

After that, all the anomalies disappeared, and Feng Yang felt like he had lost his soul. He went home with Han Yue's body in a daze...

Three days later, Feng Yang bid farewell to Han Li and began to wander around the world, looking for his own path in life.

The reason why Feng Yang loves and cares so much about Taiyue. It was because he saw Han Yue's figure on Taiyue's body.