Buer’s Grand Dao Chapter 103: Mu Wanfeng is here

　　human race cultivator found a camp in the depths of Maolin and placed a sentry post on the crown of a huge tree.

　　 There are currently a total of 153 cultivators. After consultation, the group decided to set a group of 15 people, and each of them will be divided into a group of ten, to be divided into ten shifts on duty.

　　The duty team held the letter talisman, and kept patrolling around the camp for a moment. Once the wind and the grass moved, everyone could immediately know.

　　 As for the anaconda, he was first fed by the disciples of Yaowanggu to lose his soul, and temporarily lost consciousness in a coma. He was locked up by the Universe Pagoda's disciple with the miniature formation on the inner three layers and the outer three layers, unable to move at all.

　　 In addition, there are special rotations, staring at them all the time without blinking, which makes sense.

　　 Buer and Xiuxiu were separated, and they found a secluded place near the camp alone, and lay down unconsciously.

　　After a while, Mu Wanfeng came quietly.

　　 "Return my wood talisman." She went straight to the subject as soon as she spoke.

　　 She was referring to the one that was handed to Buer before entering the valley.

　　 "Can't you be more generous?"

　　Buer threw wood talisman to her while joking and laughing.

　　 At this time, the dense leaves of the forest are now quiet, the secluded shimmering light touches the trouble, and precisely is a good time to sleep.

　　Mu Wanfeng changed to a clean blue veil, but his face was not tired, and his eyes were bleak. It seemed that the whole person had a little more decadence.

　　Buer thought she had experienced a catastrophe and walked around the cliff of life and death before she became so listless.

　　 asked, "How is your injury? It's better to take a break early."

　　 Mu Wanfeng didn't pay attention to him, instead he asked, "How did you run into the valley?"

The tone of 　　 always fails to lift the spirit.

　　Buer intends to make her happy, so she said blindly: "You have given me your legacy, how can I be assured that you can come in alone."

　　 is not so funny.

　　 But the corners of Mu Wanfeng's mouth still curled up.

　　 Where did the Wei Buer Iguchi quota come from? She had guessed it for a long time, and she was too lazy to ask.

　　What is the reason for entering the valley?

　　 "When you enter the valley this time, what horned demon has legacy and Full Gadfly bloodline found on your body?"

　　After reminding her, Buer remembered the reminder given to herself by the Full Gadfly bloodline induction talisman before, and replied:

　　 "It has fallen, but it’s a pity that I haven’t figured out which one."

　　Mu Wanfeng's eyebrows can be seen slightly happy: "Oh? Congratulations!"

　　Buer nodded: "It's a pity that my blood induction talisman's measurable distance is a little short, only half of the body, so I need to go to horned demon and walk around."

　　Mu Wanfeng will help him analyze: "This valley is full of more than three hundred horned demon, and there are more than two months in the future, and the time is ample. But you need to take some risks, although your skills are high, but Be very careful. If not,"

　　 said, she hesitated, and then said: "If not, I will go with you..."

　　Buer subconsciously agreed to open his mouth.

　　 The words came to my lips before she stopped: "Forget it, I am more comfortable to come and go by myself. If I was found by horned demon, I can get away. If I take you, I'll put my hands down."

　　 "Alright, save me, I'll drag you down." Mu Wanfeng seemed a little disappointed.

　　 The topic changed and suddenly said: "Previously, I saw Moon Forest Sect's Zhong Xiuxiu looking for you. The two of you sneaked into the woods..."

　　 A playful smile floated on her face: "is it possible that, is she interesting to you?"

　　Buer's face was black, and he quickly waved his hand: "Junior Sister Zhong is a person who is proud of the top of the sky, how can he be regarded by me? Don't talk nonsense about ruining people's reputation."

　　 Mu Wanfeng blinked and smiled: "That's not true."

　　 but did not intend to pursue the matter, and asked casually, "What did she do with you?"

　　Buer hesitated.

　　Xiuxiu finds his own discussion, which is related to the life and death of human race cultivator. It is reasonable to say that Mu Wanfeng should not be known.

　　 Especially she still has so many secrets in her body.

　　Buer still has a guess in his heart that he would not even believe.

　　 was silent for a while, and then explained: "In order to save me, her magical treasure shattered to the ground and came to trouble me."

　　This liar, he wanted to slap himself.

　　Mu Wanfeng looked at his eyes darker again, barely smiled: "You have a superior woman relationship."

　　Buer didn’t know what to say, and it took a long time to sigh: "Unfortunately, they all collect debts from me, one is better than the other."

　　 Then, the two fell into a long silence.

　　Mu Wanfeng waited for a while before leaving. Before leaving, he asked Buer to be more careful in the valley, so don't be impulsive.

　　Buer returned to the station and lay down.

　　 These two days have been on the edge of the cliff of life and death, every moment is nervous, very focused, and dare not slack off.

　　So, many things can't be taken care of, and many thoughts can't be thought of.

　　 returned to peace at this moment. He closed his eyes, and the previous things came to his mind uncontrollably. It seemed to use the closed eyelids as a stage to sing opera, and it was really illusory.

　　 The first scene was when Wan'er dropped the medicine soup. On the stage, the ghosts were scattered, and they were staged back and forth dozens of times.

　　 It took a long time for him to taste it, and he still seemed to drink a big bowl of coptis soup.

　　 Although this bowl of soup has been smeared, the taste of bitterness in the mouth has been hard to dispel for a long time.

　　He couldn’t control his thoughts at all, as if a big river rushed across the vast wilderness, and the gust of wind swept across the endless desert. Recalling the past with Wan'er when I was in Changle Village.

　　Reminiscing about the young age, she started out for herself, delivered meals for herself, and wiped sweat for herself to tell jokes.

　　 also remembered that after eight years old, when her parents left, she often walked into her house for no reason, cleaned up the house, asked east and west, and sat side by side with herself on the faded and yellow bedside. In the days, there were countless words of relief and intimacy.

　　For a young child who is helpless and helpless~IndoMTL.com~, Wan'er's words almost become his only sustenance every night when he sleeps alone and tossing and turning.

　　 He often closes his eyes and imagines her face as if it was overpowering in his mind, recalling every word she said.

　　 Until a few years later, he can still remember the seemingly ordinary words, but the endless words.

　　In this reluctant memory, the surrounding weather gradually became colder somehow, so that he could not help shaking. Recalling that after entering the sect, the originally clear face gradually became blurred, the original familiar face gradually became strange, and the two gradually estranged and became strange unconsciously.

　　 was getting colder and colder all around, and he couldn't help curling up.

　　 thought again that he drove from Hidden Clouds Sect to Puppet Toad Valley. What he experienced, what he saw, what he heard, everything seemed like a big river on a cliff, and the waterfall fell straight, making him almost unable to believe. The person who tried every means to harm him is really Wan'er.

　　In the roar of the waterfall rushing down, his thoughts also seemed to be dissipated by the torrent, and turned into water droplets of water mist splashing in the air, and finally no trace was found.

　　 These days, I haven't rested for a long time.

　　He finally fell asleep in the sleepy attack and the haggard heart.

　　 It is said that it is rare to steal leisurely in danger, and it is really the most free in the dream. This feeling was unexpectedly comfortable and comfortable, one dream after another, and I slept soundly.

　　 thinks that when he was awake, he had fallen into all sorts of hardships, fell asleep and fell asleep. If he still can’t let everything go, he should treat himself to what it means to live.

　　I don’t know how long I slept, and it seems that someone patted his shoulder gently.

　　Buer opened his eyes slightly, an ugly face staring at himself intently.