Time is like fine sand in your hands, flowing away inadvertently, taking away some fragments of memory.

For more than half a year, Ye Xiaofeng has never appeared once, and the deeds of those younger generation masters have continued to appear, and his popularity has been suppressed again.

People are always like this, and they like to accept new things and forget the old ones.

Ye Xiaofeng didn't care about his changes in the hearts of countless people. I guess he paid more attention to his cultivation.

Ye Xiaofeng stood quietly on a stone bench in a park in a city. His face was thin and his beard grew. His white short sleeves were covered with dust. He looked extremely sloppy. At this time, even if he recovered his appearance, the people around him would not regard him as Ye Xiaofeng. At most, he thought he was very similar to Ye Xiaofeng.

For more than half a year, Ye Xiaofeng has been walking and has never stopped. After he arrived at the entire park, he sat down casually.

"Crack," a slight sound rang out, and a light shone slightly.

Ye Xiaofeng, who was frowning on the stone bench, was finally a little awake. He raised his eyes and saw a woman with a ponytail standing in front of him, smiling at him, holding a camera in her hand.

"You are so weird. You have been sitting on this stone bench for five days." The woman with a neat ponytail blinked Shui Ling's big eyes and stared at him curiously, as if she wanted to see something.

"Five days?" Ye Xiaofeng was slightly stunned, then sighed, "It's time to leave."

He stood up, and his whole body suddenly crackled, as if he had not moved for a long time and his bones were rusted.

"Why are you leaving now?" The woman suddenly blocked Ye Xiaofeng's face, her small Qiong nose slightly frowned, a little dissatisfied.

"Is there something wrong?" Ye Xiaofeng asked at the woman.

The woman in front of me is not old, probably at most twenty years old, and she looks young and beautiful in casual clothes. Seeing this woman, Ye Xiaofeng couldn't help but think of Han Xinyi. I remember that when she first met Han Xinyi, she was dressed like this.

"If it weren't for me, I'm afraid you would have to sit here. Wouldn't you invite me to have a cup of fruit brew?" The woman said to Ye Xiaofeng.

Fruit brew has now become a fashionable beverage, like coffee and other types of things. However, fruit brew is very precious. This kind of thing is brewed with delicious fresh fruits in the ancient forest. It contains a natural spiritual energy. After drinking it, it can increase cultivation and relieve fatigue, and has many effects.

"Okay." Ye Xiaofeng nodded and agreed. He felt that the girl in front of him was very interesting.

Over the past six months, he has deepened his understanding of emotions a lot, but at present, his emotions have not reached that level of control.

First of all, he realized joy, but joy is still a little short of it. If he realized it, it would be extremely simple for him to understand other emotions.

"Forget it, you will know the sound of poverty at first glance. I'll treat you!" The woman looked Ye Xiaofeng from head to toe and said.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Ye Xiaofeng became interested and asked, "Then why did you invite me?"

"Because I feel you are stupid, it's very fun." The woman said with her big eyes blinking, a slight excitement in her eyes, as if she had encountered some fun toy.

Ye Xiaofeng's expression became a little unnatural. He, a deputy leader of the Dragon Teng Alliance and the person worshipped by the whole of China, was actually called stupid and fun by others. If others knew about it, they would laugh out loud.

"Okay!" Ye Xiaofeng nodded, and he felt that the woman in front of him was also very fun.

Not far from the park, in a fruit brewery with elegant and warm design, the two of them sat opposite each other, a small sky blue crystal table, and a small flower pot with a faint fragrance, matched just right, looking like a place for a man and a woman to date.

After a while, the waiter brought two cups of fruit brew and a fruit plate. Ye Xiaofeng picked up the glass without any image and took a sip. A handprint was left on the clean and transparent glass.

The woman opposite gracefully used a silver spoon to gently stir the fruit brew, with a temperament that no one knows.

Puchi, when the woman saw the handprints on the glass cup in front of Ye Xiaofeng, the woman laughed out loud, her voice was like the sound of nature.

In this fruit brewery, the male animals all cast envious and jealous eyes, as if they wanted to replace Ye Xiaofeng. Perhaps they were thinking of a flower put on cow dung.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Xiaofeng turned a blind eye to the eyes of others, and he looked at the woman opposite him.

"I think you are very interesting." The woman chuckled, picked up the shallow fruit brew with a silver spoon, then opened her rosy lips slightly, and tasted it carefully. This action was very tempting.

Although Ye Xiaofeng has experienced strong storms and seen all kinds of beautiful women, this small move gives him a feeling that he can't explain clearly.

"Hehe, thank you for asking me, don't bother me." Ye Xiaofeng said with a faint smile.

The woman looked up at Ye Xiaofeng carefully, as if she wanted to see the texture on Ye Xiaofeng's face clearly. She said slowly: "I always feel that you are not an ordinary person. You have a temperament that makes people like very much, and your eyes. In short, you feel that you are not an ordinary person."

"It is because of this reason that you invited me?" Ye Xiaofeng asked with a smile.

The woman nodded. She was curious. When she first met Ye Xiaofeng, Ye Xiaofeng happened to come to the park and sat on the stone bench. Unexpectedly, after many days, when she came to the park, she felt a little curious when she saw Ye Xiaofeng still sitting there.

Because of curiosity, there was an inducement, otherwise she would never have invited a dirty and sloppy person to drink the fruit wine for no reason.

The same is true for him to control someone's emotions. He needs a cause, otherwise why do you control someone's emotional fluctuations?

"I understand, only one factor is needed." Ye Xiaofeng said softly, his eyes were extremely bright, as if it contained a universe, deep and brilliant.

At this moment, everyone in the entire fruit brewery felt a sense of relief in their hearts, and all the depression and unhappiness that had been used to disappear.

Ye Xiaofeng didn't expect that he would understand it thoroughly at this time.

The factor that he controls other people's emotional fluctuations is spirit, and just lets the other party's spirit emit the frequency of mood joy.

Although it seems simple, it makes you think about it. It can’t even be understood by a hundred years or a thousand years.
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