Chapter 32

Things have developed like this, but Lin Xuan doesn't intend to stand up. Everything, the root of everything is that after Zifeng wears that dress, Lin xuanke's face suddenly turns red to the root of her neck. She met this scene for the first time. She had just worn it. How could he wear it.

What's more hateful is him. He smelled, touched, touched, and smelled it on the tip of his nose. Seeing how obscene it was in his eyes, Lin Xuan felt strange on his body, like touching himself. He made his blood churn all over his body. He was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it, so he rushed up with his sword.

In fact, when Lin Sisi asked just now, Zifeng had quickly changed back to his clothes, but Lin Xuan still looked angry. Zifeng just didn't understand where he provoked the ancestor. He couldn't hide. He originally thought that the periphery of the boundless forest was so large that he wouldn't encounter it. Well, before the first day passed, they bumped into each other again. It was still so unreasonable and looked like eating people.

"Wu Zifeng, who told you to wear that dress? What did you do to that dress?" Lin Xuan temporarily ignores the meaning of Lin Sisi and others. She looks closely at Zifeng. It seems that Zifeng will kill him if he says a wrong word.

"What can I do? I just want to prove that I didn't take Lingjing. What does it have to do with you? " Zifeng looks innocent. He still doesn't understand that the man in black is Lin xuanke.

"What does it have to do with me? I tell you, I'm the man in black. That's my clothes. Who let you wear them? You still, you still. I'm so angry that I'll kill you. " Lin Xuan could yell at him loudly. As she spoke, she couldn't help chopping Zifeng with her sword.

"Ah" Lin Sisi covered his small mouth in surprise and looked at Lin Ming in amazement. He didn't know what to say. Lin Xuan can really do anything. Isn't it obvious nonsense.

Chen Yuqin, seeing that Lin Xuan can come out, knows that Lingjing is dead. Chen Yuqin is the leader of the Chen family in this hunting conference, and Lin Xuan can be the same. Originally, they can't grab it from them. Now Lin Xuan can appear and has no chance. It's better to seize the time to look elsewhere. Maybe there will be other gains, so the three of them left.

Wu Zifeng saw Lin xuanke at the first sight and didn't have the slightest intention to stay here. Seeing Lin xuanke rush over with a sword, Zifeng didn't think about it. He turned and ran away and soon disappeared. Only Lin xuanke stamped his feet behind him, and the cry came faintly

After running for a long time, Zifeng leaned powerlessly in front of a tree. At this time, the night began to spread around. Two or three stars twinkled overhead. Everything was silent and silent. An intoxicating crescent moon hung high and obliquely on the branches, simple like a new patch.

Zifeng's ups and downs eased a little. After taking a look at the sky, he jumped onto a nearby tree, took out some dry food and water from the heaven and earth bag, and simply filled his stomach.

Why do I draw my sword at each other as soon as I see myself? What did I do wrong? Lin xuanke, I saved your life before. Why did you do this to me? When I was in Xingyun Pavilion, I was just embarrassed to see you; Just now, I just wore that black dress to prove my innocence. Why? Why

The dry food in his hand was crushed, and the immature heart began to shout for the first time. The inexplicable things these days have made Zifeng get rid of his original shyness and begin to examine himself.

Because he was upset and had no appetite, it didn't take long for Zifeng to finish his meal and meditate.

The night is as calm as ever. Occasionally, a few distant wolf howls slip across the sky. It is not suitable for travel at night. Although as a refiner, five senses are sharper than ordinary people, they are still less than spirit beasts. Unless we reach the territory of the martial arts clan, through the five orifices, through the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and tongue, the five senses will be reborn, but there should be some time before then.

At dawn, Zifeng jumped out of the tree. After a night's rest, the whole person was refreshed.

One day has passed, and there are still two days left. After thinking about it last night, Zifeng decided to wait by the stream. After all, water is indispensable for any creature. There should be many spirit beasts there.

With this in mind, Zifeng didn't stop. He looked at the map, simply distinguished the direction, and quickly rushed over. Now all the people are in the outer layer of the boundless forest. There are maps in Qingyun town about the distribution of the outer layer. As for the middle layer and the inner layer, few people know. No one can say clearly the vastness of the boundless forest. It seems that all the words expressing breadth have become very pale. There is a legend in Qingyun town that it takes more than a month for a strong man at the level of Emperor Wu to spread his wings and fly over the boundless forest, not to mention the strong man below Emperor Wu.

Soon, he heard the sound of gurgling water. Zifeng smiled and carefully hid in the dense grass on the side of the stream, squinting at the Bank of the stream in front of him. At this time, the sun is still stained with a little dew at dawn, which is somewhat cool. When it shines on the grass, it has a quiet taste. Zifeng stayed in his place quietly, making no noise and waiting for the emergence of prey.

Before long, a clang of footsteps came, and a huge bull appeared less than ten meters away. It had double horns, thick, long and sharp, sharp edges and corners, covered with cyan hair, and made a dull sound when walking.

Zifeng jumped out without thinking about it. It was difficult for the second-class barbarians to fight head-on, but it was still very easy if it was a fight. I know a lot from books. Today's strength should be nothing to deal with a wild cow.

The advancing bull saw a thin human with a big knife and rushed towards himself.

The nostrils in the sky suddenly spewed out a clear and heavy breath. The right hoof rowed the ground vigorously, lowered its head and horns, rushed towards Zifeng, and suddenly the whole ground shook.

At the moment of contact, Zifeng gently pointed his toes and flashed over from one side. The ink knife cut on the bull. Suddenly, a shocking wound appeared on the bull, and blood gurgled out.

Zifeng stood still and looked at the bull turning around.

At this time, the bull's eyes were covered with blood, and a loud cow moo sounded in his ears. Then he rushed up again at a faster speed. Zifeng repeated his old skill and added another wound to the bull's abdomen

In this way, after a few rounds, the bull fell powerlessly to the ground. At this time, the blue grass was stained with blood. Zifeng dug out Lingjing, sighed and flashed aside.

Manniu has a lot of strength, but he can't show it. Although he is persistent, he still dies in his own persistence. Zifeng can't help but sigh. Maybe so are people.