Regardless of Chang Yao's identity for the time being, just her current appearance has caused a burst of pity. Feng was an orphan when he was a child, and now when he sees Chang Yao, who has the same experience, his heart is like finding a sister, and he is extremely moved.

"Yaoyao is not, my brother believes in Yaoyao. Fenglai whispered to Yaoyao, and pinched her pink face with his hand by the way. "Yaoyao, where do you live now?"

Yaoyao's big eyes watched the wind coming, and the water vapor inside gradually disappeared. "Yaoyao took her brother there. ”

Fenglai followed Yaoyao through the woods into the village, at this time it was dinner time, all the families were eating at home, but no one saw Fenglai and the two, in a corner of the village, there was a dilapidated hut made of thatch, Yaoyao pointed and muttered.

Pushing the door open, there were only four tattered earthen walls and a mud bed made of loess, and Fenglai really couldn't imagine how a lonely girl lived. "Yaoyao, are you hungry?"

Yaoyao touched her slightly deflated stomach and whispered, "Yaoyao is not hungry, really." Feng Lai smiled dumbly, picked up Yaoyao and walked out of the village, went to a nearby town to find a restaurant and ordered a table of good dishes. Looking at Yaoyao's joy of eating, and the appearance of puffs on her face, Fenglai felt extremely satisfied. After the meal, he bought Yaoyao a new set of clothes, and the whole person looked like a young lady from a big family.

Yaoyao held Fenglai's clothes tightly with both hands and was held in Fenglai's arms, singing and dancing happily, her face full of happiness that she should enjoy at her age. Back in the village, Fenglai felt that it was not a problem to live in such a dilapidated house again. So I went to a bamboo forest outside, cut down some bamboo, and made a bamboo house. Nowadays, Fenglai's physical strength is far beyond ordinary people, and it does not take much time and energy to build a bamboo house.

"Yaoyao, this will be your new home in the future, okay?" Fenglai led Yaoyao into the bamboo house, the little girl ran east, jumped west, shouted a few times from time to time, and fell asleep by Fenglai's side tired after a while. Fenglai didn't plan to meet the sect immediately, so he simply rested in the bamboo hut for one night.

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Early the next morning, a sparrow flew into the bamboo hut through the window and landed on the verdant table, chirping and chirping, and it didn't take long for the wind to wake up. Fenglai slowly got up, stretched his waist sleepily, and yawned to tears. He screamed for comfort, moved his muscles and stood up.

He didn't see Yaoyao, and called softly a few times, but no one answered in the bamboo house. The wind came out of the bamboo hut, and after a few circles around, he still didn't find the little girl. "Where did this girl go?" Fenglai felt faintly strange in his heart, Yaoyao was still with him before going to bed, why is there no one now?

A woodcutter who was collecting firewood happened to pass by the wind with the firewood he had chopped in the morning, and from time to time wiped the sweat drops from his forehead with a white cloth on his shoulder. Feng Lai stepped forward and clenched his fists and asked, "Big brother, I wonder if you can see a girl about three or four years old?" he described Yaoyao's appearance in detail to the woodcutter.

As soon as he finished speaking, the woodcutter looked at the wind with a strange expression. Later, according to the woodcutter, there was indeed such a girl who was adopted in the home of an old couple, but since the old couple died, no one has seen the girl again, as if she had disappeared out of thin air.

Fenglai didn't believe it in his heart, and yesterday he saw a group of children bullying her. The woodcutter then told Feng Lai that the village was full of old people, and basically there were no children, and there was no one in the village who could count a hand. After saying that, he waved his hand at the wind again and again, and hurried away with firewood.

I don't know if what the woodcutter said is true or not, but Fenglai feels that everything he saw yesterday is true, could it be that he has met a ghost? Fenglai suddenly felt cold and shivered. But when I thought about it, I was a monk, and I was still afraid of ghosts like a mortal, so I couldn't help laughing.

Now I can't find Yaoyao, and there is no way, since I can't figure out what is going on, I don't bother to dig into it. Feng Lai immediately closed the door of the bamboo hut and did not lock it, thinking that if Yaoyao came back, there would be a place to live.

Still pacing leisurely, the wind comes from time to time lying on the big rocks by the stream to look at the blue sky and white clouds, is it chasing a chance flash of the white rabbit to get a game to satisfy the cravings, a while of swaying is already in the afternoon.

Satisfied, he returned to the forest where the sect was located, and just a few steps after walking, he faintly heard the sound of someone whispering. Feng Lai found a dense bush to hide, and saw a Chang Yao disciple talking to a black-robed man in a low voice, Feng Lai's senses were swept away, that Chang Yao disciple was still in the early stage of Qi refining, but the black-robed man was already in the middle realm.

About a cup of tea passed, and the black-robed man let out an eerie laugh, like two bones rubbing against each other, which was extremely unpleasant to hear. He slapped his waist suddenly, and a cloud of black gas flashed in his hand, and the wind could faintly see that it was a broken skull, and the black gas was coming and going in and out of its eye hole and mouth.

The Chang Yao disciple was so excited that the skull was put away, and after a burst of flattery, he hurriedly met the sect, leaving the black-robed man alone and quietly staying in place. The wind came to see that he was just standing motionless, without making any movement, and after a while he withdrew from the forest.

Feng Lai breathed a long sigh of relief, looking at the gloomy dress of the black-robed man, there was a good chance that he was a member of the Demon Sect. There are four major sects in this Dongyin Continent, in addition to the Changyao Immortal Sect and the Yulan Sect, there are also Ghost Valley and Fighter Battalion.

This fighter battalion is neutral, both good and evil, and Feng Lai only knows that his disciples are all militants, and almost all of them are war-hungry, and they are not happy without fighting. And this ghost valley is a complete demon sect, they are ruthless, practice treacherous techniques, plunder other people's cultivation, and almost end up with the infamy of everyone who gets it.

The disciples of Chang Yao actually had dealings with the Demon Sect, which was really interesting, and the wind squinted his eyes, not knowing what conspiracy was brewing. Suddenly, the wind felt the wind behind him, and he only had goosebumps on his back. With a bad cry in his heart, he kicked his leg sharply, sprang away from his hiding place, rolled a few times on the ground, and then turned to stare at the woods where he had been hiding.

The black sap sticks to the leaves, creating a string of white bubbles that corrode away from the leaves in a short time.

Feng Lai was shocked when he saw this, and his brows gradually wrinkled, if he hadn't hid quickly, I'm afraid there would be no bones left now.