Their eyes met, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. Both of them remained silent for a long, long time in tacit understanding.
"Eat something, you haven't eaten all day"
In the end, it was Mo Ziwei who broke the silence first.
"Well```````"
Ye Feng smiled and nodded. Although he had no appetite, looking at Mo Ziwei's expectant eyes, he still couldn't bear to refuse`````````
"I couldn't find anything else to eat around, only these wild fruits."
Mo Ziwei scratched her head in embarrassment and wiped a fruit for a long time before passing it to Ye Feng.
In fact, Mo Ziwei also tried catching fish, but because she had no experience and no tools, she naturally came back empty-handed.
"ah--"
Ye Feng opened his mouth wide, but did not raise his hand to pick it up.
"You're so lazy ````````"
Mo Ziwei blushed and stuffed the fruit directly into Ye Feng's mouth.
"How can this be laziness? I am the seriously injured person, okay?"
Ye Feng chewed the fruit with enjoyment and said vaguely.
"Then you should get well soon."
Mo Ziwei fed her another fruit and said softly.
"I will ````````"
Ye Feng raised his head and smiled, but his heart felt a little bitter.
"Get better? Is it really that easy?"
Late night```````
Mo Ziwei curled up not far away from Ye Feng and slept peacefully. There was a trace of fatigue on her wide and quiet face, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. The bonfire illuminated her face particularly charmingly, as if it were heaven and earth.
It's like a unique thing created leisurely, delicate and beautiful````````
Ye Feng rested his head on his head and stared blankly, but he felt a sense of tranquility in his heart.
This is a feeling he has never had since he came to this world. It is so relaxed and comfortable.
He even thought about how great it would be if it went on like this.
No need to think about anything, no need to worry about anything, loneliness, quiet ````````
"Lonely?"
Ye Feng's lips moved slightly, as if he had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.
"Are you a lonely person? Do you like being alone?"
Ye Feng asked himself.
The answer is yes, no one can understand Ye Feng's aloof heart, a heart that is different from the two worlds ````````
Even though Ye Feng tried his best to integrate himself into this world, he was still lonely.
Looking at Mo Ziwei quietly, that moment of enlightenment seemed to bring Ye Feng into another dream-like world.
A lonely world```````
Ye Feng is the only one left in the whole world, watching the sunrise and returning home alone.
In a lonely world, he often likes to walk along the stream bank in the direction of the sunset, looking at the crimson cheeks of the sunset in the afterglow, the graceful figure in the smoke, and the rainbows reflected by the eyelashes.
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8226;;amp;#8226;;amp;#8226;;amp;#8226;;Let the golden sunshine shine all over your body, let the gentle breeze blow your hair, and let your lonely thoughts be like broken beads.
Radiating in all directions.
With only him in his field of vision, he allowed loneliness to wash away the fatigue of life and the hustle and bustle of the world. He comforted the soul that had been running around for too long and restored the heartbeat to its natural frequency.
I also like to huddle up in the howling night wind in the company of a lonely moon, watch the stones thrown casually draw soft arcs, make a plop, stir up layers of ripples, and then listen to the loneliness alone, the lingering sound.
,hanging by a thread.
Unconsciously, Ye Feng's state of mind sublimated again, and his will became stronger.`````````
In Ye Feng's life alone, loneliness nourishes his will to thrive. He is helpless, carefree, and carefree.
There is no great rise or great sorrow in life.
"Loneliness, Dugu`````````"
"hiss--"
The laws between heaven and earth seemed to have changed, and a ray of light flashed into Ye Feng's body`````````
"This is the meaning of loneliness?"
Ye Feng smiled, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he deduced a sword technique in his mind, as if it was made in nature, and it naturally produced ``````````
Just call it Dugu Yijian````````
Ye Feng smiled. What he didn't expect was that after watching Mo Ziwei for a while, he could actually achieve such a gain. He actually created a sword technique for himself. Although he has not practiced it in the field, Ye Feng can guarantee that this sword move is absolutely powerful.
No small matter`````````
That is the essence of loneliness. When the sword is drawn, it can make people feel great sadness and create an illusion. Those with weak willpower may even lose the desire to survive.
Such a terrifying move can truly be described as a magical skill.
This move doesn't even require true energy, it only requires thoughts, a lonely emotion, and an indescribable artistic conception, which can directly break up the fragile and lonely human souls ````````
"Huh ````````"
After realizing this, Ye Feng suddenly felt a lot of sleepiness in his mind, and waves of dizziness stimulated Ye Feng's nerves.
"Good night, Huahua, I will definitely stand up again."
After looking at Mo Ziwei for the last time, Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes.
One month later````````
Ye Feng can now move his upper body freely. The funny thing is that it took a long time for Ye Feng to find out that his legs were broken.
At first Ye Feng thought it was a problem with his meridians, but after looking inside and recalling, he remembered that his legs seemed to have been broken before the fight with Luna.
After a month of adjusting his breath, Ye Feng has made his Dantian turn around slightly.
You can see clearly that it is turning slightly, slightly.
For example, if the Dantian's running speed could hire a Ferrari in the past, then the Dantian's running speed now is definitely not as fast as a tractor. Not to mention the creaking and throbbing pain, the running speed is really not that slow.
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The good thing is that it finally turned around. Although it didn't produce much true energy, it was still true energy!
In one month, Mo Ziwei learned to catch fish.
This little girl had been picking fruits for the past five days, until Ye Feng felt like vomiting after eating them, and then she turned to killing animals.
She also knew that if she wanted Ye Feng to recover as soon as possible, she still needed to keep up with her nutrition. What nutrition could she gain from just eating wild fruits?
After eating wild fruits for two more days, Mo Ziwei finally caught the first fish in her life.
The moon seemed to be extraordinarily round that night. Ye Feng and Mo Ziwei had a wonderful meal. Although there was no seasoning and the roast was not very cooked, the improvement of the food made them feel particularly happy. The food they ate was called fragrant.
Ah````````
Of course, it's not without accidents.
In such a desolate forest, it is absolutely impossible to say that there is no danger at all ````````
One evening, Mo Ziwei returned with two lively little fishes, some shrimps and a few bird eggs. It was obvious that the food tonight had improved again.
"Tsk tsk, Huahua, you have a good harvest today`````````"
Ye Feng looked at those living creatures, his mouth watering with greed.
"That's right! Don't be lazy, help peel the shrimps and kill the fish````````"
Mo Ziwei pursed her lips and smiled softly.
"Yes!" Ye Feng made a funny salute gesture, which made Mo Ziwei giggle again.
After a while, the two of them finished the stand and put the food on it.
The two people were so excited that they didn't realize that danger was approaching them step by step.
Ye Feng must have discovered it before, but now Ye Feng has lost his true energy and mental strength. Not to mention exploring the surrounding illusion, even the most basic space ring cannot be opened.
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The opening of the space ring requires a trace of mental power input. Without mental power, the thing will be useless and useless.
"It smells so good, I can't help it"
Ye Feng licked his lower lip, put his hands on his lower body and rubbed it again and again.
"Don't worry, it's not cooked yet."
Mo Ziwei patiently turned the food over. Although it was now fragrant, she could tell that the food was not yet cooked.
"That's okay. It's not like I haven't eaten anything that's uncooked."
Ye Feng raised his hand indifferently and was about to get a roasted fish to satisfy his craving.
"roar--"
A roar of wild beasts came, and a hungry bear climbed out of the forest. Its white body and blood-red eyes scared Ye Feng so much that his hands stopped in mid-air.`````````
"Oh no, it's a white bear. It must have smelled the food and came here. Let's go quickly."
Mo Ziwei was so frightened that her face turned pale. She grabbed Ye Feng's arms and dragged her backwards.
“But our grilled fish ````````”
Ye Feng's heart felt so cold that it was dripping with blood.
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One chapter arrives.
Break out, start...
Damn it! I really don’t believe it. I’m going to explode all night tonight! I’m so suffocated! I wrote a chapter in three hours, am I rusty?
Brothers, add some oil!!
I haven't written for a long time, so it's really a bit rusty.
