(The third update is at nine o'clock, and I am working hard to code. By the way, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is Nie Chenfeng's time to resolve his single situation. The same goes for everyone. If you are a man, you will explode!) What is the right thing to do?
This Nie Chenfeng often makes people imagine and want to beat him up. But when you see his big "watery" eyes looking at you with a blank, innocent and pure look, you will ask
:What is this kid thinking about? Does it really mean anything?
Nie Chenfeng watched Mu Zixin holding his hand and walking in front, and noticed the red and white neck under her long hair. She didn't dare to look at him with her eyes. He said "hehe" with a deep smile and followed
Go up.
About two hours later, Nie Chenfeng and the others arrived at the "Qilai Inn" in the southeast corner of the Chaos City.
When looking at the rotten wooden building that was covered with dust and tattered, Nie Chenfeng couldn't help but said: "'It's neither the flag that moves nor the wind that moves, but the heart of a benevolent person moves' - this is the realm of the Sword King!"
Mu Zixin looked at a large plaque on the wooden building with the four words "Qilai Inn" written on it, and said with a vague understanding: "Brother Chen, is this the name the Sword King gave this inn?"
"Haha, yes. This is the true meaning of 'The Heart of the King'. The realm reached by the Sword King is unknown to outsiders." Nie Chenfeng walked into the original inn counter and saw that there was dust everywhere and the table
The chair was in tatters, and he sighed, "It's just a pity that a generation of sword kings has fallen like this, and a generation of heroes have shed blood!"
"Brother Chen, there is no need to be sad. Since ancient times, who has not fallen?" Mu Zixin looked at Nie Chenfeng and said.
"Yes, even the emperor can't escape the tricks of fate. Does the legendary saint exist who is higher than the emperor? Can we live forever in cultivation? Is there an end to cultivation?" Nie Chenfeng frowned, as soon as he talked about it
This question made him feel uneasy and fearful in his heart.
"Brother Chen, don't worry about these problems. As long as we live with a clear conscience, okay?" Mu Zixin said calmly.
Nie Chenfeng was a little surprised when he heard this, and then murmured: "Yes, 'have a clear conscience', these four words are enough to spend a monk's life!"
Nie Chenfeng walked in front, used the Death Demon Knife to trip down the spider web hanging in the inn, and then entered the backyard, where he once lived in the woodshed.
I still remember that when he entered this inn because he was hungry and thirsty, he was scolded by the waiter because he ate fifty-two steamed buns and had no money to pay the bill. He happened to meet the wretched man Fanti who was besieged by Liu Xiyue.
, and he has lived here since then.
Nowadays, this woodshed has been destroyed by the aftermath of the war, and the vegetable field is covered with green grass. Fortunately, the scenery of the fifty-square-meter small pond is still good, and the air here is always filled with the fragrance of green lotus flowers.
"Hehehe, Zixin, it seems I have to build a hut again!" Nie Chenfeng looked at the ruined woodshed and said with a bitter smile.
He lived on the streets since he was a child and was later found by his father. He suffered all kinds of abuse from his family, but he can do anything. He built a hut more than once. I remember that because of the blood-cutting incident at Chaos Academy, Wu Sha, the deputy master of the East Palace, came here to provoke him.
During the war, the hut was destroyed; a few days later, when Wu Qingyang was pinned to the ground by herself and went into a rage, she tore down the roof of the small wooden house that she had worked so hard to build.
That's good, it's time to build it again!
Now he can be said to be a veteran, and his movements are not ordinary. As the magic knife flipped, the ancient trees kept rolling in his hands, and he was also making clouds and rain on the roof, as if he was having a fight with a woman on the bed. He watched from the sidelines.
Mu Zixin's little mouth opened slightly.
"Brother Chen, be careful!" Mu Zixin said worriedly, fearing that he might fall off accidentally.
"It's okay. It won't hurt me. Maybe if I fall, it will only make a big hole in the ground!" Nie Chenfeng said with a smile.
The reason why he was so fond of thatched cottages was that he and his mother Nie were drifting in the Eastern Empire. Later, because he and Yan Xuxue lived in a small wooden house on the colorful lake island for so long, he had special feelings for the wooden house.
In the Eastern Empire, he narrowly defeated the Immortal Prince, and the words "Don't want fame and fortune, but a hut" spread. Many people laughed at his pedantry and ignorance, but Nie Chenfeng ignored him.
————When it was getting dark, Nie Chenfeng finally jumped down from the roof, clapped his hands, then looked around and shouted: "Hey, hey, okay! Where did Zixin go?"
Anyone who didn't see Mu Zixin smelled the aroma of meat that reached his nose, and ran into the newly built cabin, only to find that the woman had prepared all the food.
"Huh? Brother Chen, are you finished?" Mu Zixin put down the steaming food and wine in her hands, turned around and whispered softly, "Zixin saw that you were busy up there, and thought that Brother Chen must be hungry and wandering in the mountains.
After such a long time, I must have never eaten human food. So..."
Seeing the dark mark on Mu Zixin's jade face when she took off her veil, and then looking at the fragrant food and wine on the table, Nie Chenfeng felt a warm current flowing through his heart.
For the first time, he had the warmth of home. He also felt this when Mother Nie was not seriously injured, but today, he once again experienced the joy of human relations! He had not experienced this in many years.
The sourness suddenly surged into his eyes. Since the moment Yan Xuxue disappeared, he thought his heart would no longer tremble. This was also the reason why he never moved from Hongyan and Liu Xiyue in front of him. But at this time, he actually had a thought
He had the urge to cry, but he knew that he couldn't let his tears go, so he just stared at Mu Zixin, whose face was dirty from preparing food for him.
After a long time, he stretched out his rough hand and gently wiped away the black mark under her left cheek. Only then did he notice that there was a red and black crescent mark on Mu Zixin's left cheek.
It hurts.
It's been so long, and it seems that his promise to her has not been fulfilled. "I promised to cure the one-inch scar on her face, but except for buying the "Zhu Yan Dan" for her from the auction, nothing happened.
Obtain the 'Rejuvenation Flower' and 'Poisonous Weed' that we were looking for."
Even though he had been searching hard when he was in the Ruins of Dongzhou, Nie Chenfeng still felt a trace of guilt, a trace of love, and a trace of heartache in his heart. He couldn't put down the hand that was caressing Mu Zixin's jade face for a long time...
"Well - Brother Chen..."
Mu Zixin also noticed Nie Chenfeng's moved expression at this time. She smiled lightly and diverted her attention: "Brother Chen, when we eat, the food is almost cold!"
Hearing this, Nie Chenfeng reacted, his face turned red, and he thought to himself, "I also said that I would give someone else a hard bow tonight, but I feel shy just by touching my face and heart. How can I continue?"
"Nuo, this is the 'Sijun Wine' that Zixin brewed for you. I learned it while practicing." Mu Zixin pulled Nie Chenfeng to sit down at the table, pointing her slender white little finger at one and a half
A foot-high bottle.
"Huh?" Nie Chenfeng looked at Mu Zixin doubtfully, but in his heart he pretended to be confused, "Why did you bring it with you?"
"Oh. Zixin knows that Brother Chen likes to drink, and he only drinks 'Sijun Wine', so he prepared it for you." Mu Zixin said with a small mouth.
"Is that so?" Nie Chenfeng spoke in a flash, noticing that this woman had to go through all kinds of troubles to bring a bottle of wine for herself. She didn't have the space law in the first place, so it was more difficult to do so.
His heart was beating fast and he didn't dare to look at Mu Zixin anymore! He was afraid that if he couldn't help but pounce on him like a hungry wolf, it would be bad. No matter how he said he was pure? How could he do such an animal thing?
What? Didn’t you agree to wait to be “violated”?
At the same time, deep in his heart, he kept muttering: "Why doesn't this Zixin pounce on me? I'm still waiting to commit myself to her."
"By the way. Zi Xin, I'll give you a space law ring. You might as well bring some clothes with you." Nie Chenfeng suddenly remembered that when he killed three tutuos by the Yellow River, he got the space law ring from three mysterious practitioners.
, so he took it out and prepared to clean up his victory items.
After opening the first magic ring, Nie Chenfeng found that there were countless yellow-level wood crystals inside, as well as some magic weapons and other weapons. He was not very interested in these things. The weapons themselves already had materials comparable to
The death magic sword of the venerable weapon, Mu Jing, is of no use to him except for Xuan level and above.
"Hahaha, there are actually a million yellow-level wood crystals, what an old man!" Nie Chenfeng laughed and cursed, and then carefully observed it with his spiritual consciousness.
"So much?" Mu Zixin said to herself in disbelief.
This is one million yellow-level wood crystals. She has never seen so much wealth. You know, Nie Chenfeng only spent one or two hundred thousand wood crystals to buy the Zhuyan Pill for her.
A high-level Xuan-level fighting skill is worth almost one million, which is equivalent to a year's income of a big family.
One can only imagine how much oil this thin head tuo has blackened!
"Huh? It really does exist! Hahaha!" Suddenly, Nie Chenfeng discovered an ancient book, and he laughed happily.
"Brother Chen, what book makes you so happy?" Mu Zixin didn't know why. She raised her little face slightly and looked at Nie Chenfeng who took out a treasure from the Dharma Ring and then held an ancient book.
,road.
"Hahaha, Zi Xin, that thin-headed tuo retracted that kick regardless of the danger of backlash. Let me tell you, that kick made me feel dangerous! I didn't expect the name to be 'Wind God Kick'!"
Nie Chenfeng recalled.
"Hmm. That man is a strong man born in the early stage of Xuan level one star. He can actually make Brother Chen palpitate. Then - what Brother Chen means is this fighting skill..." Mu Zixin thought quickly, and when she realized it, Xiao
His mouth opened slightly.
"Hehe, it's the Xuan-level fighting skill "Wind God Legs". Regardless of whether this fighting skill is high, high or low-level, I lack the Xuan-level fighting skill that can exert its maximum power!" Nie Chenfeng was extremely happy and used his hands to dance on this skill.
This "Wind God Legs" said without raising his head.
"Ignore him, we will practice again in the future! Let me see what is in the other two magic rings. Hehe!" Nie Chenfeng stuffed this fighting skill into his own magic ring, preparing to break through the Xuan level two-star.
He practiced slowly over time, and then he poured out all the contents of the two Dharma Rings in a hurry.
Since the owner of the Dharma Ring is dead, this thing has become ownerless, so Nie Chenfeng can easily open it.
"This -" Nie Chenfeng was completely dumbfounded. Looking at the magic crystals and wooden crystals of different colors in front of him, he said to himself, "So many? I'm afraid it's tens of millions?"
In the ecstasy, he couldn't help but want to hit the wall to see if he was dreaming. Thinking like this, his footsteps moved slowly. As Mu Zixin exclaimed, his handsome head bumped straight into her.