Under the sun, Chen Feng's face looked pale and haggard. Although he had put on brand new clothes, there were still some wet marks on them, which was obviously the result of being wet with sweat again after wearing them.┌féisuzw26nbsp;┐
"Boss, how's it going?" Wang Simiao slowly stood up on the wooden pier, then quickly stepped forward and reached out to support the shaky Chen Feng.
"The soul fire is too overbearing. Even though it only refines a small amount every day, it still burns me to the point of death!" Chen Feng sighed weakly, obviously not yet freed from the painful memories.
"Then...refining less, on the contrary...the true soul fire is also in the Qiankun bag. How much you withdraw each time is under your control, boss!" Wang Simiao was a little confused and didn't understand why Chen Feng
To refine the soul fire in such a hurry, if the amount of soul fire refining each time was smaller, I believe Chen Feng wouldn't have to suffer so much!
Shaking his head, Chen Feng smiled bitterly. If he had enough time, why would he work so hard? He thought that there was still about a year left before leaving the Soul Land. He would definitely meet Zheng Min and others by then. If he didn't increase his strength quickly,
, I am afraid that I will still be a lamb to be slaughtered by others.
Chen Feng really doesn't want to have that feeling of having his life and death in the hands of others again!
Seeing that Chen Feng did not answer him, Wang Simiao did not ask any more questions. Instead, he grabbed Chen Feng with one hand and disappeared into the valley with white aura surging around his body.
A few hundred meters to the left of the valley, there is a small lake. The small lake is crystal clear and sparkling, giving people a cool feeling in its tranquility.
This lake is where Chen Feng must go after refining soul fire every day. Because every time he refines soul fire, the water in his body is basically drained, so only soaking here for a while every day can relieve Chen Feng's discomfort.
feeling!
When he came to the lake, Chen Feng took off his clothes and jumped into the lake. Wang Simiao was not polite and followed him in naked.
Entering the water, a trace of white air floated in the water, and Chen Feng let out a pleasant snort. His somewhat dry body absorbed the surrounding moisture, and then continuously moisturized every cell in Chen Feng's body.
"Boss... Big, I want to ask Sister Qing, it's been... weird lately!" Wang Simiao looked at Chen Feng's face gradually returning to rosy, and after thinking for a while, he said.
"Oh? Why is it weird?" Chen Feng closed his eyes and continued to enjoy the refreshing feeling of the lake water soaking his body, and asked.
"I... think she seems to like you!" Wang Simiao hesitated for a moment with his innocent eyes, and then said firmly.
"Nonsense!" He still didn't open his eyes, but decisively interrupted Wang Simiao. In fact, Chen Feng didn't know. Just think about it, even Wang Simiao, who is so stupid, can see things. Chen Feng naturally understands, but Chen Feng can't tolerate it in his heart.
Others can only pretend to be stupid and say sorry to Qingqing in their hearts!
"Really..., I really..."
"Forget it, let's not talk about it. How was the harvest today? How many soul stones did you get?" Opening his eyes, Chen Feng changed the subject. Wang Simiao's face was full of grievances. He didn't know why Chen Feng didn't let himself finish speaking, but he still left it.
He curled his lips and said angrily: "Ten...three, the souls around...will...not last long!"
Seeing that Wang Simiao looked like an angry child, Chen Feng smiled faintly, then closed his eyes and once again enjoyed the gentleness of the surrounding lake...
The quiet time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the three of them had been living in the valley for more than a year.
During this period of time, Chen Feng not only successfully refined the soul fire, but also made great progress in his cultivation by interpreting the soul stone every day. Now he has entered the third level of infant transformation, and is only one step away from the middle stage of infant transformation.
remote.
As for Wenqing, his cultivation has surpassed that of Chen Feng. He has already entered the middle stage of infant transformation one step ahead of schedule. At the same time, his understanding of water Taoism has been raised to a new level.
And because he often learns from Chen Feng some unique insights and magical skills about water-based Taoism, his combat ability will probably not be weaker than that of a late-stage monk who has just stepped into the transformation of an infant!
As for Wang Simiao, there is not much progress in his cultivation, but his understanding of Taoism has improved by an unknown amount.
If the previous Wang Simiao was just a powerful emperor in appearance, then after more than a year of tempering, Chen Feng believes that his understanding of Taoism and strength can be called a real one.
The emperor is powerful!
On this day, Chen Feng and the others were sitting idle in the valley, recalling every detail of their trip to the Soul Land, and couldn't help but smile.
These three years are so important to them. Not only have they made qualitative improvements in all aspects here, they have also laid the foundation for future achievements. It is no exaggeration to say that here is where they complete their cicada.
Change is important!
"Time flies so fast, three years have passed in the blink of an eye!" Chen Feng looked at the houses in the valley and felt a little sad in his heart, because this place brought him too many memories. It was like a paradise, with no disputes and no
There is intrigue and no deception, but after today, I am afraid that I will return to that world full of sin again!
"Yes, it's time to leave here tomorrow. I remember when we came here three years ago, we were completely different from now!" Wenqing also nodded sadly, looking at the people around him reluctantly.
Grass and trees.
"There is...something sad, let's do it next time!" Wang Simiao was the most carefree of the three. He looked at the house behind him indifferently, obviously disdainful of Chen Feng and Wenqing's sadness!
"Haha!" After hearing Wang Simiao's words, Chen Feng and Wenqing smiled bitterly at the same time. There was really nothing they could do about this naturally stupid person who didn't care about anything.
"Is it... that you're here! The soul... land is opened once every ten... years. With our... cultivation, who dare... not to let us come?" Wang Simiao expressed his anger at the two people's helplessness, a little...
Said passionately.
"You! The two most important treasures in the Soul Land have been taken away by you, but you seem to be fine. The Soul Land will be of little use to us in the future!" Wang Simiao was scolded as he turned aside.
said.
"Then...it's because they don't have the ability! I...didn't let them take it!" Wang Simiao felt aggrieved and defended with a little pout.
"So, I don't have the ability anymore?" Wenqing smiled lightly and said angrily.
"No... I didn't mean that. I... meant... I meant..." Wang Simiao was speechless. He seemed to want to explain anxiously, but couldn't find a good reason for a while. He seemed a little embarrassed and finally had no choice but to explain.
Then, he weakly suppressed a sentence: "Ask...Sister Qing, I...don't mean you!"
Seeing Wang Simiao's embarrassment, Chen Fenghe Wenqing laughed loudly, while Wang Simiao scratched his head in embarrassment and started laughing along with him.
But amidst the laughter, no one mentioned anything about tomorrow. In these peaceful days, Wang Simiao also knew more or less about the grievances between Chen Feng and the alliance, and thought of Zheng Min's eyes as he left with hatred that day.
, I'm afraid that once we leave here tomorrow, there will be a big storm.
"Okay! Let's all rest early and get ready. Tomorrow is the time for us to leave the Soul Land!" After chatting for a while, Chen Feng ended the chat in a cheerful and harmonious atmosphere.
A pitch-black night shrouded the sky above Soul Land, without any starlight or even the slightest sound of wind, which seemed to herald the arrival of a storm.
Chen Feng sat alone on the wooden pier, looking up at the dark night, wondering what he was thinking.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" I don't know when soft footsteps came from behind me, followed by the soft voice of Qingqing.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little reluctant to leave suddenly!" Chen Feng turned his head and saw Wenqing's beautiful face and delicate body! Under the cover of the night, she looked slender and graceful!
"Are you worried about tomorrow?" Wenqing smiled faintly, seemingly not believing what Chen Feng said, and walked slowly behind Chen Feng.
Chen Feng remained silent, just turned his head silently and continued to look at the sky.
Chen Feng had seen the power of the Alliance with his own eyes. Whether it was the destruction of Zhongzhou or the Palace of the Dead, it had given him a great shock. Tomorrow might very well be his first confrontation with the Alliance.
There is no pressure, that is absolutely a lie.
"Hey7e" a soft sigh sounded from behind, and immediately a pair of white and soft jade hands gently placed on Chen Feng's shoulders.
Chen Feng's whole body was shaken, and the jade hands on his shoulders seemed to tremble slightly. Then a very low, but extremely firm voice sounded in Chen Feng's ears: "Don't worry, I will stand by you no matter what."
By my side, even if it means death!"
There was a firmness in her voice. Although Chen Feng couldn't see the questioning expression at this time, he could clearly feel her unique determination and stubbornness.
Bending his arms, Chen Feng pressed his broad palms hard on the backs of his two white hands. He was a little grateful, but said with great solemnity: "I know..."
There was an inexplicable heaviness and sadness in the air. Perhaps it was Chen Feng thinking of the woman who had touched his heart a long time ago. Perhaps it was for the woman behind him who didn't talk much but dared to accompany him through life and death.
The man looked at the dark night silently, and the woman quietly put her hands on his broad shoulders, but their hands still did not separate...
The sun dispelled the black night, and the low clouds seemed to cover the entire sky. The sun was looming, blocked from time to time by dark clouds, and the air was also terrifyingly dull, as if heavy rain was coming at any time.
Chen Feng, Wang Simiao and Wenqing packed their bags early and sat quietly in the valley.
The three of them were silent, no one spoke, and they seemed to be waiting for the arrival of heavy rain just like the gloomy sky.
Suddenly, a thunder exploded from the sky, and then huge raindrops poured down. Just when the raindrops fell on the three people, a dazzling white light flashed, and the three people's figures disappeared into the quiet valley.
In the middle of the valley, there were only three empty houses left in the valley, as well as low wooden piles with lingering warmth...
