After saying a few more words, Hua Ruyan went to the kitchen to cook dinner. After everyone had a good meal, they dispersed to practice.
They are warriors, and the most important thing every day is practice.
Chen Feng arrived at Han Yu'er's training room. After he opened the door and walked in, Han Yu'er raised her head and looked at him, with some doubts and questions in her eyes.
Chen Feng closed the door, walked to her, sat down slowly, looked at Han Yu'er, hesitant to speak, and looked very embarrassed.
Han Yu'er seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly her face turned pale. She looked at Chen Feng and said softly: "Chen Feng, I guess what you are going to say. This time you went to Zhenmo Valley to look for traces of your father. After you came back, you were busy with the clan.
Men Dabi never had time to tell me..."
"Has something unexpected happened to my father?"
Chen Feng looked heavy and nodded, then took out the sword that Han Cong had owned before his death, handed it to Han Yu'er, and said softly: "I found a corpse in the Demon Suppressing Valley, and only the white bones are left."
"There is nothing that marks his identity during his lifetime. I only found this long sword next to it. It was my uncle's sword back then!"
Han Yu'er took the long sword, held it in her hand, and rubbed it carefully, with tears in her eyes.
She said softly: "Yes, yes, this is father's sword."
As he said this, he hugged the sword and burst into tears, feeling extremely sad.
He had already guessed that his father Han Cong might have met with something unexpected, but when he personally confirmed the news from Chen Feng, he still felt an indescribable sadness welling up in his heart.
Chen Feng sat in front of her and held her in his arms. Han Yu'er put her head on Chen Feng's chest and held Chen Feng's waist tightly with both hands, as if she was afraid that if he let go, Chen Feng would leave him.
Chen Feng gently touched her hair and comforted her in a low voice.
After a while, Chen Feng felt that Han Yu'er's crying in his arms was getting lower and lower, and finally there was no movement.
Chen Feng looked down, and just like that, Han Yu'er was leaning on Chen Feng's chest, her face was gloomy, and she had fallen asleep.
However, her brows wrinkled from time to time, and her eyelashes trembled slightly from time to time, showing that he was still a little anxious inside.
Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, stood up gently, picked her up, put her on the bed aside, and then gently covered her with the quilt.
He was afraid of waking up Han Yu'er, so he moved very lightly.
But when he was about to turn around and leave, his hand was suddenly clenched tightly by Han Yu'er.
He heard an inaudible voice: "Junior brother, can you stay with me tonight?"
Chen Feng's heart trembled slightly, he knew exactly what Han Yuer's words meant.
Chen Feng looked at Han Yu'er and saw that her eyes were still closed, but her eyelashes were shaking rapidly. She was obviously very excited inside, and her pretty face was also slightly red, and her body became hot.
Chen Feng sighed secretly and said with a smile: "Okay, senior sister, I will stay with you tonight."
Then he also lay on his side on the bed. As soon as he reached out his hand, he took Han Yu'er into his arms and hugged her tightly.
Han Yuer's face turned red with embarrassment, and her heart was beating wildly. She felt Chen Feng's hand covering her back, which was broad, strong, powerful, and full of heat and warmth.
Han Yu'er felt like her whole body was shaking. She was waiting for what was going to happen next, and she didn't know whether it was anticipation or fear.
But after a while, Chen Feng didn't make any move, he just held her in his arms, that's all.
Han Yu'er breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing whether she was happy or disappointed. But at this moment, lying in Chen Feng's arms made her feel extremely at ease.
She let out a kitten-like whimper in her throat, rubbed her little head in Chen Feng's arms, turned over, found a comfortable position, hugged Chen Feng, and then fell asleep like this.
Early the next morning, a ray of sunshine poured into the house through the window lattice, and the warm spring sunshine shone on people, making it extremely comfortable and comfortable.
Han Yu'er groaned and opened his eyes, and then he saw that Chen Feng was looking at him with a gentle look on his face, with a slight smile on his lips.
Chen Feng's eyes are bright and the beauty goes to bed late in spring. Such a scene is rare.
He smiled slightly and said: "Senior sister, you are so beautiful, so beautiful that nothing can be said about you!"
It was the first time that Han Yu'er heard such words of praise from him. She was surprised and happy for a moment, and a smile appeared on her lips. But when she thought about the shameful thing about her proactive proposal for sex last night, her face turned red again.
She used her small hands to cover Chen Feng's eyes hard and said, "You are not allowed to look, you are not allowed to look."
The two laughed and laughed for a while before they got up. After yesterday's events, although the two of them did not have real love, their relationship became deeper.
They both feel that they have a great tacit understanding with each other, and there is a sense of blood and water blending together. It seems that they are the other half of their lives that cannot be separated.
Chen Feng took out Han Cong's long sword again. At this time, Han Yu'er had adjusted her mood and relaxed. She no longer felt sad. She looked at Chen Feng in surprise and asked: "Junior brother, this sword
What happened to the sword?"
In her opinion, this is a very ordinary long sword.
Chen Feng slowly shook his head and said: "This long sword is very extraordinary."
As he spoke, he told the story about how after his Purple Moon Sword was knocked away in the Demon-Suppressing Valley, he used this long sword to block a powerful attack from the enemy, but the long sword remained unharmed.
