Under the enthusiastic introduction of the two people beside him full of tears, Xing Feng also had a closer understanding of the misery in this stronghold.
And just as he patted the shoulders of the two people next to him and comforted them.
Ouyang Xiaoyin, who was beside the cauldron, also suddenly saw Xing Feng's figure.
Looking at this man who was simply thinking about it, Ouyang Xiaoyin was also excited. handed the branch in his hand to the girl beside him, and hurriedly trotted all the way over.
He grabbed Xingfeng's hands.
He looked at him with teary eyes.
Said slowly.
"You、、You finally came to me、、I thought you wouldn't come."
As he spoke, Ouyang Xiaoyin suddenly burst into tears.
Combined with these two guys on the side, Xingfeng completely became a situation of being surrounded by three people crying.
"What the hell did you get me to go into a village, like a funeral." secretly complained in his heart, Xing Feng stood in the center of the three of them like this, comforting them while waiting for them to finish crying.
Originally, when Ouyang Xiaoyin grabbed his hand, his heart moved, and he thought that the plot in the novel was going to be staged on his body.
But now it seems that I am thinking too much.
And just as Xing Feng was busy comforting the three people beside him, along with the noisy footsteps, an angry roar also came from behind him.
"If the grass doesn't want to die, let go of Xiaoyin for me, or I'll chop you alive."
Listening to this angry roar, Xing Feng also turned his head helplessly and looked at the sturdy man who was struggling to run towards him.
And a group of men with the same angry faces, running towards them while tightly protecting the wild fruit in their arms.
Look at their momentum, this dress.
Xing Feng didn't feel a sense of crisis.
Because if you want to describe the torture style, it is a group of vegetable sellers who are being chased and run.
Very image, exactly the same.
But if you add their expressions at this time, they have become a group of chefs who are cooking, and on the way home, they heard the news that the pork is half price in the supermarket today.
And after Xing Feng turned his head to look at Ouyang Zhenglong.
Ouyang Zhenglong also suddenly found that this guy who seemed to be bullying his sister was actually the businessman.
Seeing this situation, the impulse in his mind also calmed down a little.
Slowly lowered the momentum of rushing over, and took a closer look at his sister's current condition.
At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the two guys who were surrounding Xingfeng were not surrounding Xingfeng and not letting him go, but were also crying with tears streaming down their faces.
It's just that one of them grabbed one of his sleeves and looked like he was fighting from a distance.
Looking at this scene, Ouyang Zhenglong's heart also settled down.
The expression on his face also changed from anger to joy full of smiles in an instant.
Then he trotted all the way over and grabbed Xingfeng's shoulder.
Said excitedly.
"Eh, Lao Xing, you want to kill me, I'm sorry just now, I thought some robber was bullying my sister.
So the emotions are a little excited, you don't go to the heart.
Lao Xing, you don't know how much I miss you these days.
I'm looking forward to you coming every day."
As he spoke, Ouyang Zhenglong suddenly cried.
Directly on the shoulders of the torture wind, the punishment wind was tightly encircled.
In this regard, Xing Feng can only sigh that these two people are really brothers and sisters.
In this way, Xing Feng listened to Ouyang Zhenglong's crying while comforting the four people beside him.
But what he didn't expect was that in Ouyang Zhenglong's crying.
The people in this stronghold were also reminded of the memories of the past few days.
They began to wipe away their tears.
Looking at this scene, Xing Feng really didn't know what to say.
I can only complain secretly in my heart.
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"Okay, this is directly from the funeral to the burial."
And on the periphery of this stronghold, after listening to the faint sound of crying.
Zhao Haichuan, who was writing and drawing on the map with a pen, was also startled, and immediately looked around in fear.
"What's going on, now the world is still starting to haunt, what's going on?"
Alone in the mountains and forests, there was a faint sound of crying.
No matter what Zhao Haichuan thinks, it is inevitable that he will rely on the explanation of the haunting.
But after listening nervously for a while, Zhao Haichuan found that the sound of "ghost crying" seemed to come from the direction of the stronghold.
"Shouldn't something happen to the stronghold, isn't that guy there, no, I still have to go and see."
Thinking of this, Zhao Haichuan put the map and pen in his hand into his bag, and hurriedly ran in the direction where the voice came.
I'm going to go and see if something big has happened to this stronghold, and I'm crying so much.
Even in Zhao Haichuan's heart, he was prepared for the worst when the black dragon personally dispatched.
But when Zhao Haichuan ran to the mountain next to the stronghold, his eyes exuding a blue light and looked down.
The nervous expression on his face became extremely strange.
"What the hell has seen a living immortal?"
looked at the torture wind that stood out from the crowd and became the focus of everyone.
Zhao Haichuan really didn't understand what was going on It's said that it's a fight, but it's like it's going to be a fight.
Say who is dead, this torture is alive and well.
After watching it for a while, Zhao Haichuan really couldn't understand what was going on.
After confirming that Xingfeng was okay, he looked around.
The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he took advantage of this great opportunity to start taking out the map openly.
I struggled to write and draw, and figured out the composition of this stronghold and the environment.
And when he noticed the tattered living conditions in the stronghold, he didn't know whether to paint it or not.
"Mom, this tattered pile of grass is engaging in primitive ecology, this is also too original, forget it, forget it.
Let's stop drawing, the weather is about to change, and I don't believe you can live there. ” After muttering, Zhao Haichuan vacated the situation in the stronghold on the map.
I'm going to wait for them to change houses, and then I'm going to do a good job.
Otherwise, if he painted it today, tomorrow they would have pushed these thatched houses down, and then he would not have painted them in vain.
"Yes, that's it, and that's the hard part.
Now go and investigate the surrounding environment, mark the mark, and you can call it a day. ” After speaking, Zhao Haichuan glanced at the map in his hand with satisfaction.
Then he glanced at the expressionless Xing Feng who was standing in the center, nodded at him and gave him a thumbs up, then turned around and left here.
Although he didn't know how Xingfeng came up with such a good time.
But he still has to boast.
"Well done" infinite rebirth in the last days :