The Terran monks set up camp in the depths of the woods, and set up a sentry on the top of the canopy of a giant tree.
There were now 153 monks, and after deliberation, they decided to be divided into 10 shifts in groups of 15 and 5 in small groups.
The team on duty, each with a communication charm, constantly patrolled around the camp, and everyone knew about it as soon as there was a disturbance.
As for the python, he was first fed by the disciples of the Medicine King Valley and lost his soul, and he was temporarily unconscious.
He was also locked by the disciples of the Qiankun Pagoda with a miniature formation of three layers inside and three layers outside, and he couldn't move.
In addition, there is also a special person to rotate, staring at it without blinking at all times, which is appropriate.
Fuji separated from Xiuxiu and found a secluded place near the camp alone, and lay down unconsciously.
After a while, Mu Wanfeng came quietly.
"Give my wooden talisman back."
As soon as she spoke, she went straight to the point.
Naturally, she was referring to the one she gave to Fuji before entering the valley.
"You can't be generous" Fuji laughed as he threw the wooden talisman to her.
At this time, the dense leaves of the forest are quiet, and the secluded light soothes the worries, which is a good time to sleep.
Mu Wanfeng changed into a neat cyan veil, but her complexion could not be tired, her eyes were a little dull, and she seemed to have a little bit of decadence that was rare before.
Fuji always thought that she had experienced a catastrophe and walked around the edge of the cliff of life and death, so she would be so listless.
Then he asked, "How is your injury, it's better to rest early." ” Mu Wanfeng didn't pay attention to his words, but went to ask, "Why did you run to the valley?"
The tone is always invigorating.
Fuji wanted to make her happy, so he said blindly: "You have handed over the inheritance to me, how can I rest assured that you will come in alone." ” It's not funny.
But the corners of Mu Wanfeng's mouth still curled.
Where did Wei Buji's quota come from, she had already guessed it, and she didn't bother to ask at the moment.
As for the reason for entering the valley?
"You entered the valley this time, but you found which horned demon inherited the bloodline of Bi Fei" After being reminded by her, Fuji remembered the previous hint given to him by the Bi Fei Bloodline Charm and replied: "Yes, it's a pity that I haven't figured out which one it is."
Mu Wanfeng's eyebrows were slightly happy: "Oh, congratulations" Fuji nodded: "It's a pity that the measurable distance of my bloodline sensor charm is a little short, only half a mile around, so I still need to go to the horn demon to walk around." ” Mu Wanfeng helped him analyze: "There are only more than 300 horned demons in this valley, and there are more than two months in the future, so there is plenty of time."
It's just that the risks you need to take are a bit big, and although your skills are high, you also need to be very careful.
If not," As she spoke, she hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Otherwise, I'll go with you."
I subconsciously want to open my mouth to agree.
When the words came to his lips, he stopped: "Forget it, I'm a little more comfortable to come and go alone."
If you are discovered by the horned demon, you can get out.
If I take you, I will be tied. ” "It's okay, I'll drag you down."
Mu Wanfeng seemed to be slightly disappointed.
After changing the topic, he suddenly said again: "Earlier, I saw Zhong Xiuxiu of the Yuelin Sect looking for you.
You two sneaky into the woods" A playful smile appeared on her face: "Is it possible, she is interesting to you" Buer's face darkened, and he hurriedly waved his hand: "Senior Sister Zhong is a person who is proud of the sky, how can she look down on me to ruin my reputation, don't talk nonsense." ” Mu Wanfeng blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "That's not for sure." ” However, he didn't intend to pursue the matter, and asked casually: "Then what is she looking for you to do?"
Fuji hesitated.
The matter that Xiuxiu discussed with him was related to the life and death of the monks of the human race, and it stands to reason that Mu Wanfeng should not be let know.
Especially since she still has so many secrets hidden in her.
Fuji still had a vague guess in his heart, and even he refused to believe it.
After a long silence, she explained: "In order to save me before, her magic weapon was shattered, and she came to me for trouble. ” He wanted to slap himself in the face of this lie.
Mu Wanfeng's eyes dimmed a little when he looked at him, and he smiled reluctantly: "You have a first-class woman's fate." ” Fuji didn't know what to say, so he sighed for a long time: "It's a pity that they are all collecting debts from me, and each one is more powerful than the other." ” Then the two men fell silent for a long time.
Mu Wanfeng stayed for a while before leaving.
Before leaving, he instructed Fuji to be a little more careful in the valley, and not to be impulsive.
When he returned to the station, he lay down.
In the past two days, I have been crawling on the edge of the cliff of life and death, and every moment is tense and focused, and I dare not have the slightest distraction.
As a result, many things cannot be taken care of, and many thoughts cannot be thought of.
At this moment, he returned to calm, he closed his eyes, and the previous events came to his mind uncontrollably, as if the closed eyelids were used as a stage for singing, and they were both real and illusory.
The first thing to bear the brunt of was the scene where Wan'er threw off the medicinal soup, which was staged dozens of times back and forth on the stage.
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After a long time, when he looked back, he still seemed to have drunk a big bowl of extremely bitter coptis soup.
Although this bowl of soup is confused, the bitter taste in the mouth is difficult to get rid of for a long time.
He had no control over his thoughts, like a great river rushing through the vast wilderness, and the wind swept through the endless desert, and there was no hindrance at all.
Without any scruples, I remembered the past when I was in Changle Village, and Wan'er walked together.
Thinking of her youth, she stood up for herself, brought food for herself, wiped her sweat and told jokes.
I still remember that after the age of eight, when her parents left, she often walked into her home for no reason, cleaned up the house, asked questions, sat side by side with her on the faded and yellowed bedside, and said countless words of comfort and thoughtfulness in countless difficult days.
For a young child who has no relatives and no friends, and is struggling to live alone, Wan'er's words have almost become his only sustenance every night when he is lonely and sleepless, tossing and turning.
He often closed his eyes and imagined her face in his mind, remembering every word she had said.
Until today, a few years later, he can still remember those seemingly ordinary, but endlessly memorable words word by word.
In this reluctant memory, the weather around him gradually became cold for some reason, making him shiver.
Thinking of the sect again, the originally clear face gradually blurred, the originally familiar face gradually became unfamiliar, and the two gradually became estranged and stranger unconsciously.
It was getting colder and colder, and he couldn't help but curl up.
The way from the Yunyin Sect to the Puppet Valley floated in his mind again, what he had experienced, what he had seen and heard, everything was like a big river meeting a cliff, turning into a waterfall and falling straight down, so that he could hardly believe that this person who had hollowed out his mind and tried to harm him in every possible way was really Wan'er.
In the roar of this waterfall rushing down, his thoughts seemed to be washed away by the torrent, turning into water mist droplets splashing in mid-air, and finally there was no trace.
In the past few days, I haven't had a good rest for a long time.
He finally fell asleep in a state of sleepiness and exhaustion.
There is a saying that it is rare to sneak up and down in danger, and it is really the most leisurely in dreams.
This sleep turned out to be unusually comfortable, good dreams one after another, and I slept soundly.
Come to think of it, when you wake up, you have all kinds of hardships and hardships, and you fall asleep and fall asleep, if you can't let everything go to your heart, treat yourself well, what's the point of living?
I don't know how long I slept, but in the haze, someone seemed to gently pat him on the shoulder.
Fuji opened his eyes slightly, and an ugly face was staring at him intently
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