"No matter how big the difficulties and setbacks are, you can definitely get through it, right?"
Fenghua looked at her with a firm gaze, which already told her that the answer was yes.
In her dictionary, Mu Fenghua, there is no word failure!
Mo Siyu pursed her lips, turned and left.
Fenghua was still standing under the big tree, the wind gently kissed her robe, and her figure on the ground was stretched so long that the whole picture seemed to be frozen in an oil painting frame, and time had stopped.
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Emei Inn
Guo Jing was still nibbling on the steamed buns. Although he was a little tired of eating, there was nothing he could do about it. Besides steamed buns, there were still steamed buns. If he didn't eat the steamed buns, there would be nothing to eat.
Here in the wild mountains and wilderness, you can’t even pick any fruit!
It feels so uncomfortable to have nothing to chew on in my mouth!
However, he did see that guy Han Qingjue had some fruit to chew on. I wonder where he picked it?
He won't ask him, because he knows that the guy will definitely not tell him!
Alas, still eating steamed buns!
He was bored when he suddenly saw a man walking outside the door.
Judging from the figure, he should be a man, wearing coarse clothes and linen. Although he is simple, he has a special temperament, as if he is aloof from the world, and he has a faint smell of herbs.
He wore a bamboo hat on his head, and there was a layer of white gauze on the edge of the bamboo hat, completely covering his face.
He couldn't see his face clearly, but he could guess that the purpose of this guy's passing here must be to get the Xuanyuan Sword?
What a coincidence, the Xuanyuan Sword has just been taken away by their gang leader, this guy is a step too late!
Guo Jing felt proud in his heart, but did not intend to tell him. He ate the steamed bun and looked at him secretly.
It's okay to let him make this trip in vain, hehe!
"Xiaoer!" the man in the hat shouted.
Ah Fu, who was sleeping on the counter, suddenly woke up, his eyes were covered with sleep, he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and looked around drowsily: "Who, who is calling me..."
"Ahem!" The man in a hat coughed lightly.
Only then did Ah Fu react and saw a new customer sitting on the table, so he hurried over and asked, "This waiter, what do you want to eat?"
"What good food do you have here?"
“In addition to steamed buns, it’s still steamed buns!”
"..."
"How many steamed buns do you want, please?"
"Five!" Since there are only steamed buns, I have to order steamed buns.
"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll be here soon!" Ah Fu said and ran to the kitchen.
Guo Jing was chewing on the steamed buns while wondering boredly, who is this guy?
If a person comes to take the Xuanyuan Sword single-handedly, he must be very powerful in martial arts?
But looking at him, he is weak, weak, and has a small frame, and he does not look like a martial arts talent. If he comes here to get the Xuanyuan Sword, he will die!
So many people are dying these days!
On the other side of the table, the man in a hat seemed to have noticed Guo Jing's gaze, and his sharp gaze shot——
Although there was a layer of white gauze between them, Guo Jing could still feel his gaze, so he quickly shifted his gaze, raised his nose, and continued to nibble on the buns...
The man in the bamboo hat glanced at him, immediately dismissed the beggar, and didn't think much about it.
At this time, Ah Fu came with hot steamed buns.
"Guest, please be patient!" he said, pouring him a pot of tea, and then respectfully left.