Mu Feng nodded and said, "It turned out to be Ling Feng Daoyou!" As he spoke, he took Ling Yifan to the northeast.

Ling Yifan opened his mouth and asked, "I don't know where we are in the Demon Forest now?

Seeing Ling Yifan asking, Mu Feng replied enthusiastically: "We are now located in the southwest of the Demon Forest, only a hundred thousand miles away from the edge, and we belong to the periphery!"

Ling Yifan was secretly shocked in his heart, Kong Mochen finally sent himself hundreds of thousands of miles away, this cultivation was really shocking.

Then he heard Mu Feng say again: "This demon forest is divided into three pavilions, namely the Wind Pavilion, the Rain Pavilion, and the Thunder Pavilion, these three pavilions are all the forces of the Demon Forest, and every monk here is under the jurisdiction of the three pavilions, but it doesn't matter which pavilion these three pavilions enter, there is no difference." ”

"Hmm, what does this mean?" Ling Yifan said even more confusedly.

"This will slowly understand after you enter the Wind Pavilion, the three pavilions are divided into the cabinet and the outer cabinet, most of the people in this demon forest belong to the outer pavilion, and the outer pavilion does not prohibit killing and fighting, especially the fight between the three pavilions, but it will still be restrained in this pavilion, and there will be no excessive fighting. Mu Feng explained.

Ling Yifan understood a little, nodded slightly, and asked again, "How do you know that I am a foreign monk?" Ling Yifan was a little puzzled by this question.

Mu Feng glanced at Ling Yifan and said with a smile, "This is not complicated, your clothes are not like those of the Demon Forest!"

Ling Yifan smiled dumbly, he thought there was some mystery, it turned out to be like this, "By the way, how far is it from the Wind Pavilion here?"

"It's almost there before dark, less than 300,000 miles. A few days ago, I went to the 'Kunling Valley' to collect medicine, and I was lucky to get the 'Longyang Spirit Fruit', but I didn't want to be bumped into by the guys in the Rain Pavilion, so I was chased and killed all the way, and then I was fortunate to meet you to escape this catastrophe. As he spoke, his eyes were full of gratitude.

Ling Yifan looked at Mu Feng, who was a little excited, his eyes focused on the spirit sword behind him, and asked, "You just keep carrying the spirit sword on your back?"

"Oh, hehe, there's no place to put it, so I can only carry it on my back!" Mu Feng scratched his head and said.

"It turns out that there is no space ring!" Ling Yifan secretly said in his heart, this Mu Feng is also poor enough.

Ling Yifan did have some space rings on his body, and he had killed many monks in the secret realm at the beginning, and this space ring was not less. I wanted to give him one, but after thinking about it, the wealth is not exposed, what kind of person is this Mu Feng still needs to be contacted again.

Immediately, Ling Yifan diverted the topic and said, "Although I don't know how valuable the 'Longyang Spirit Fruit' is, it won't let you give up your life to cherish it!

Mu Feng was not unhappy with Ling Yifan's words, but just shook his head slightly, "You don't understand, this thing is more important than my life!"

Ling Yifan was dumbfounded, didn't say anything more, and the two of them passed through valleys, forests, mountains and streams all the way. When passing a stream, Mu Feng asked Ling Yifan to borrow a set of clothes, cleaned up the blood stains on his body, and finally came to the 'Wind Pavilion' that Mu Feng said at dusk.

Ling Yifan saw from a distance that the tents were located on the flat and wide grass, dozens of feet apart from each other, and there were nearly a hundred tents, which looked like a tribe. Then he turned his head to look at Mu Feng beside him, "This is the 'Wind Pavilion'?"

Mu Feng shook his head and said, "Of course not, this is just the periphery of the 'Wind Pavilion', also called the Outer Pavilion, but it is still much safer than the wilderness," Mu Feng pointed to the surrounding tents, and continued: "The place where we are is is only one of the many tribes of the 'Wind Pavilion', and we are not qualified to enter the 'Wind Pavilion' Cabinet." ”

While speaking, Mu Feng led Ling Yifan to a tent, the entrance of this tent was not a curtain, but a wooden door. Mu Feng knocked lightly a few times, "Mu Mei, it's me Mu Feng, open the door!"

After a while, a woman's weak voice came from inside the tent, "Wait a minute!"

In a moment, the wooden door was pushed open from the inside, and a woman with clear eyebrows appeared in front of her, with a hint of sickness on her slightly pale face, and her thin figure looked a little weak.

The woman let Mu Feng into the tent, and suddenly saw Ling Yifan behind her, she was a little surprised, looked at Mu Feng, and was about to speak, but heard Mu Feng introduce: "Sister, this is the friend I just met, Ling Feng, I brought it back without your consent!"

Ling Yifan nodded slightly at the woman.

The woman named Mu Mei smiled back, and stopped talking, although she was puzzled in her heart, she didn't say it. Her brother has always been cautious, and not good at words, withdrawn personality, so I have never heard of any friends, and never took the liberty of bringing strangers back, and now he has just gone out for a few days and brought back a stranger, although Mu Mei wondered in his heart, but presumably his brother has his own reasons, so he didn't say much.

There were several rooms in this tent, Mu Feng walked to the inner room, looked at his sister's thin cheeks, felt a pain in his heart, and then turned happy, and called his sister, "Guess what brother brought back to you?"

Mu Mei ignored Mu Feng's words, but said a little blamed: "Where have you been these days, I thought you had some accident, my father and mother left early, and I was left with you as an elder brother, my heart beat so hard in the past two days, I can't even sleep well at night, for fear that something will happen to you!"

Mu Feng looked guilty, and hurriedly comforted: "Don't think nonsense, how can I be willing to leave you alone, don't you think I'm good!"

"Open it and see, what it is!" Mu Feng smiled.

Mu Mei took the jade box and opened it suspiciously, and suddenly a red light reflected the room, reflecting Mu Mei's pale cheeks with a touch of red.

Mu Mei was surprised: "'Longyang Spirit Fruit'? Are you going to 'Kun Ling Valley' again? Do you know how dangerous it is there? What is the difference between going in with your cultivation and looking for death!" Mu Mei's eyes turned red, she knew that her brother was doing it for her own good, but the more she was like this, the more uncomfortable she felt in her heart.

Mu Feng looked at his sister lovingly, "I'm just walking around the periphery, I'm measured, and it's not the first time I've gone in, isn't this all good!"

Mu Mei worried: "Once or twice lucky, who can guarantee that every time you are so lucky!"

Mu Feng said helplessly: "Okay, I promise you, I won't go in the future! You absorb this 'Dragon Yang Spirit Fruit' first, and you won't suffer from that cold again in the next half a year." ”

Mu Mei's heart warmed, for his own sake, his brother could be said to have endured hardships, and almost lost his life several times.

Although Ling Yifan didn't fully understand it on the side, he still understood a little from the conversation between the two.

Mu Feng took Ling Yifan out of the room, leaving Mu Mei alone to absorb the 'Longyang Spirit Fruit'. Coming to the outhouse, Mu Feng explained: "I'm just such a sister, it's just that she has not been in good health since she was a child, and she has to suffer from the cold invasion of her body every full moon night. Later, I met a monk by chance, saying that she was a rare cold body, and she could not live for twenty years, and it was impossible to prolong her life and find a way to solve it unless she cultivated it. Later, my parents tried their best to send us to the sect, so we embarked on the road of cultivation, I only hope to cure my sister's illness, and the 'Longyang Spirit Fruit' can only make her suffer for half a year. ”

Hearing this, Ling Yifan finally understood why Mu Feng would rather lose his life than take out the 'Longyang Spirit Fruit', and while sympathizing with the two brothers and sisters, he was also a little moved.

In this world, this seems to be a prosaic and ubiquitous family relationship, but how many people can achieve deep flesh and blood affection and intimacy!