Feng Huang seemed to have caught something, and his eyes were fixed on Gu Yun.
Who is teaching whom?
It was obviously a sword-controlling skill, but in Gu Yun's hands, it completely changed.
One branch, hundreds of leaves.
Now it has changed again. Seeing the white clouds above his head constantly taking shape and transforming into a long sword, he is no longer calm.
Holding a long sword, he sat cross-legged and immediately fell into practice.
This can't be blamed on Gu Yun, his character was originally designed by Zhang Shengli to be a guy with excellent talent.
Coupled with Feng Mingming's training and unprecedented skills, his ability was brought into full play.
Everything we do now seems natural, but in fact it is controlled by a pair of invisible hands.
Feng Huang, in this process, played the role of a promoter.
As a promoter, he received feedback in the process of adding fuel to the flames.
This has led to the current situation.
"What's going on?"
Mu Qing, who was still studying technology, immediately stood up when he saw this situation.
"How come you started practicing by yourself after teaching?"
Feng Mingming squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Huang who was in meditation, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.
"I can't tell, but I'm quite talented, and I actually had an epiphany!"
After Feng Mingming finished speaking, he stood up directly and came to Gu Yun's side.
"Now that you've learned the art of sword control, it's time for us to go back, right?"
"Go back?" Gu Yun didn't understand the situation for a while, but he...
"It's okay. He has received a great blessing now. He won't wake up until ten or eight years!"
When Feng Mingming said this, Mu Qing beside him became uneasy.
Ten or eight years, do you want to stay here for ten or eight years?
When she was about to go to Feng Mingming for help, she found that the other party just disappeared in front of her without even saying hello.
Well, I left with the sword transformed by the white clouds in the sky!
Looking at the direction the two were leaving, Mu Qing felt a headache.
It's not that she can't take care of this village on her own.
In the past, Feng Huang was not used to manage this village.
Living in an era of technology, no matter how bad she is, she still has a lot of means.
Being a village chief is enough.
What about Feng Huang? Doesn't he care?
With no other choice, she had to find a few reliable villagers and built a large tent with Feng Huang as the center.
There was no other way. In order not to affect the other party's retreat, she could only make the tent as large as possible, so as not to disturb the other party's meditation when setting up the tent.
You know, disturbing someone else's meditation is no different from digging someone else's ancestral grave.
She didn't want to wait for the other party to wake up and take it out on herself. After all, she didn't want to communicate too much with the other party.
For so many years, the two of them have been doing their own thing, with no one paying attention to the other, and even little communication.
"Village chief, who are the men and women who came to our village today?"
Someone asked curiously while setting up a tent.
"She looks well-dressed, she must be a young lady from a rich family.
We rarely have people like this here, what does it have to do with you?"
The villagers may not be familiar with Feng Huang, but they are very familiar with Mu Qing.
In their eyes, this is the village chief, but no one here knows that he is simply a living god.
It has been more than ten years, and there has been no change in my body, as if I never grow old.
Not to mention, this beautiful village chief is still capable of doing everything. There is almost nothing she can't do for everyone in the village.
How many men in the village regarded this woman as the goddess in their dreams, only to find that in the end they were not worthy of her at all.
Originally, everyone thought that the village chief had an affair with the fairy-like young man.
After a long time, they discovered that they were not on the same road at all.
Although the other party also lives in the village, he has never taken care of anything in the village.
Not only did he not do anything, he rarely even communicated with the villagers.
Villagers who often went to the mountains for hunting found that the boy often stayed in a daze in the mountains for several days.
He didn't eat or drink. The longest period lasted for a year. Grass grew all over his body and he didn't move. His head became a bird's nest and he didn't make any movement.
If the village chief hadn't said hello in advance, the villagers would have thought he was a dead person.
Well now, I went out for a trip, brought back two strange men and women, and played "to death" with myself again.
In the eyes of the villagers, what is the difference between sitting motionless in this place and being dead?
When Mu Qing heard this, he laughed: "Those two people are not simple.
That man is okay, you can make a joke, but you should remember that woman.
When you see her in the future, you must take a detour and avoid offending her."
Several villagers looked at me and I looked at you, wondering for a moment whether what Mu Qing said was true or false.
"It's so serious. Is she more powerful than the village chief?"
Mu Qing shook his head: "Of course he is better than me, a hundred of me can't compare to one of his fingers.
Let me tell you, don't think that just because she is beautiful, she is easy to talk to.
If you offend her even a little bit, it might make your life worse than death."
"So serious?"
Mu Qing sighed: "What I said may be a bit too idealistic, this woman is a devil.
In the past, she controlled countless monsters under her hands. Remember, just run as far as you can when you see her."
Fortunately, Feng Mingming didn't hear Mu Qing's comments about her.
Otherwise, she would definitely ask the other person which eye saw that she was a devil.
Apart from her charming appearance, I haven't killed anyone since I came to this world.
Even if there were people injured under her hands, they were only a handful, and there might not even be as many people injured as Mu Qing.
At this time, Feng Mingming was holding hands with Gu Yun, standing on the big sword transformed by white clouds, and heading towards their village.
Gu Shu and others will definitely be worried if they don't return after being out for a day.
This is one of the reasons why they are anxious to go back.
"How does it feel?"
Seeing Gu Yun's excited look, Feng Mingming couldn't help but ask.
"It feels good, I don't have anything to do with it, but you, do you know these two people?"
Gu Yun blinked at the other party and said with a smile: "I think that girl seems to be afraid of you."
"No way, I thought you knew them. Don't you think the way they look at you is abnormal?"
It was just a joke at first, but Gu Yun actually took it seriously.
"When you say that, it's true. I also think they are very strange."
Thinking of the scene when Feng Huang saw him for the first time, Gu Yun felt suspicious and couldn't figure out the situation at all.
When he arrived in the village, Mu Qing seemed to have known him for a long time, and even wanted to joke with him several times.