Wen Yi returned the food to the old man, "You guys eat slowly, it's okay, no one can hurt you as long as I'm here."
Feng Ya angrily punched the ground with his fist.
What's the meaning?
What? Would I hurt him because he didn't get anything to eat?
Am I that kind of person?
Although I am also a sand pirate, I am also principled, okay? I have never killed a good person!
Feng Ya, who was hungry, watched helplessly as Wen Yi and his grandpa and grandson ate all the food, swallowing packet after packet of saliva, and finally could only close her eyes and pretend not to look.
But when he closed his eyes, his sense of smell was amplified thousands of times, his stomach was empty, and he felt that hunger was even worse.
You just need to get through this night, get through this night, but don't mess with this beautiful nun in front of you.
She looks very difficult to mess with, maybe she is a lunatic. After all, there are many lunatics with love. What if this female nun wants to squeeze her own flesh and blood and harvest yang to replenish yin?
No, no, I can't let her absorb the golden elixir realm that I have cultivated for so many years.
Staying vigilant, Feng Ya leaned against the door angrily, fearing that Wen Yi would pounce on him to collect yin and replenish yang.
It was late at night, and the old man and the girl were already asleep. Wen Yi made a formation at his feet in front of Feng Ya.
"Aren't you a monk of the path of love? How could you create a killing formation of the path of ruthlessness!" Looking at the formation that erupted with ferocious murderous intent, Feng Ya took a deep breath and couldn't help but ask.
It's so weird. He was clearly made stiff by the charm of Wen Yiyouqingdao not long ago. He thought that the other party was a master of playing with emotions, but in the blink of an eye, the other party came up with a killing formation that only the ruthless killing sword can do.
The killing array is extremely aggressive and can attack indiscriminately. The ruthless killing sword monks in the Golden Core realm can fight across levels!
"I know a lot of things." Wen Yi put the Ice Thunder Fairy Sword by his side, "For example, hunting sand pirates in exchange for bounties."
The moment the fairy sword appeared, Feng Ya's mouth opened slightly.
There was a look of disbelief in his eyes, "Ice Thunder Fairy Sword? Which elder of Piaomiao Huanfu are you?"
Could it be that she is an elder from the Miao Miao Huan Mansion who fell to the Golden Core Realm after failing to overcome the tribulation in the Nascent Soul Realm?
Although Feng Ya is not well-informed, he is still very aware of some famous ancient artifacts and the treasures of various major sects.
It is a compulsory course for every sand pirate to understand some of the sacred objects and holy symbols of major sects.
If you accidentally rob these large sects, it will usher in a devastating disaster for your gang.
"No, no, all the elders in Piaomiao Huanfu are at the Nascent Soul Realm, except for the seventh elder who is in love." Feng Ya looked at Wen Yi suspiciously, "Or are you the direct disciple of some elder?"
Only direct disciples in large sects can enjoy this honor.
"What do you want to say?" Wen Yi's cold voice seemed to be able to condense into ice, "Who am I and what does it have to do with you?"
Feng Ya slapped his thigh hard.
Of course it matters!
If you are an elder, then I will stay away from you.
If you are a direct disciple, then I would also avoid it.
What if you were a thief who stole the Piaomiao Huanfu Ice and Thunder Fairy Sword?
I can also report this matter to Piaomiao Huanfu in exchange for a large reward.
Feng Ya was imagining in her heart when she was suddenly frightened by Wen Yi's look and simply shut up.
"Isn't it okay to ask? You are a stingy person." Feng Ya muttered in his heart, but did not dare to express his thoughts.
He leaned against the door obediently, expecting daylight to come soon, and then quickly separated from this beautiful female nun who looked a little strange.
Wen Yi ignored Feng Ya's visit.
She placed the Eye of the Ruthless Killing Sword Killing Formation on herself. Although the opponent was also in the Golden Core realm, he didn't look that strong.
Moreover, Wen Yi has many abilities of self-protection and counter-attack, so she is not worried about the other party's sudden attack.
It will dawn soon.
Wen Yi heard a shuddering sound, opened her eyes suddenly and saw Feng Ya standing up, trying to push the door open and go out furtively.
"Where do you want to go?" Wen Yi was worried that Feng Ya would leak the information and put herself in danger, so she immediately stood up and stared at him coldly.
Feng Ya, who was trying to leave secretly, was discovered. He was worried that the other party would catch him, and suddenly smiled strangely, "I want to go pee, do you want to come with me?"
After a while, Feng Ya looked at Wen Yi who was following him and asked in embarrassment: "You... I'm afraid it's not good for a little girl like you to follow me. I don't want you to make the sound of me peeing."
Hear it."
His voice became smaller and smaller.
"I don't know how to tell anyone. I actually came to Mingyue City outside the Longyan Desert to buy things. I just want to have a good rest and enjoy the great mountains and rivers. I want to see the majestic scenery of the solitary smoke rising over the wall and the sun setting over the long river.
I really didn’t want to rob anyone, and I haven’t robbed anyone.”
Of course, except for digging up the tombs of the emperors buried in the desert.
"I'll watch you pee." Wen Yi is an outsider. She doesn't know much about the forces in the Longyan Desert. The old man is not a person in the world of immortality. He must know very little. She needs a guide, and Feng
Ya happened to bump into him, who else could he be?
Feng Ya: "...You Central Plains people are really weird, you still have this kind of habit."
Even if she is bold, passionate and open-minded, a hot exotic dancer will definitely avoid her when a man is peeing.
"You can choose to hold it in." Wen Yi said casually.
"Is it something that people hold back when eating whole grains? I can't hold it back." Feng Ya cursed and ran into the nearby hills and began to solve his physiological problems.
He was about to run away when he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back, and there seemed to be a sizzling sound of electricity behind his head.
He turned his head stiffly and saw that the Ice Thunder Sword was only one finger away from his eyebrows.
"Hiss!" Feng Ya gasped. If he really escaped, he might have become a dead soul under the sword.
Of course he can still resist, but he may not be able to defeat him.
"I just want to see the scenery in the distance, ah! The scenery is so beautiful!" Feng Ya made a handful of sand to cover the pollution he had made, and then climbed up the hill using his hands and feet.
Damn it! I'm obviously in the Golden Core realm, why can't I be as powerful as a little girl? This world is so unfair!
The two returned to the cave, and Wen Yi signaled Feng Ya to pick up the blood-soaked package.
"Why did you ask me to help you pick up the package? I'm not your servant." Feng Ya asked through gritted teeth.
Wen Yi glanced at him, "Then from now on, you are my servant."
Feng Ya froze. He took a deep breath and secretly opened the bag while Wen Yi was not paying attention. When he saw the human head inside, he stood there as if struck by lightning.