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Chapter 255: The Nature of Life

The home of Miss Zifeng in Guanduqiao Village.

One day, two days, three days... On the sixth day, Nie Zefeng was in a coma for six days.

On the seventh day, the sun slowly rises.

The soft sunlight shines into this small room and shines on Nie Zefeng's face.

At this time, Nie Zefeng, whose whole body was bandaged, began to slowly open his eyes and slowly saw everything around him clearly, but Nie Zefeng's consciousness was still a little blurry.

Nie Zefeng looked at how strange everything around him was. He looked at the people next to him and saw a girl lying next to him. She was about twenty years old, with fair skin, long hair like a waterfall, and a pair of jade hands.

, but the first thing he will think of is not the beautiful time in front of him, but the bloody killings.

At this time, Zifeng beside the bed also woke up and saw Nie Zefeng waking up.

She ran out excitedly and shouted: "Daddy, he's awake, Dad, he's awake."

Nie Zefeng, who had regained consciousness, thought about it and tried his best to not get up. However, he still did not struggle. At this time, the old man who walked into the room hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Don't move, young man. It will take a few more days."

God, your wounds will be healed and you can walk on the ground."

Nie Zefeng felt bursts of pain in his body. Since he could not support his body, he asked: "Where is this and why am I here?"

Nie Zefeng's eyes were full of doubts. He was not sure who the other party was. He only knew that there was a fight before he fell into coma. He was not sure where he was and whether he was captured. The old man seemed to understand something from Nie Zefeng's eyes and said hurriedly: "

Young man, don’t worry, our village is very hidden and few people can find us here.”

The girl Zifeng next to her added: "My father found you when he went up the mountain to collect herbs. My father spent a lot of effort to transport you back."

Nie Zefeng replied on the bed: "Thank you, uncle, thank you for this girl."

Although Nie Zefeng, who has a strong spirit, feels that his legs are not in control, it feels like there is an invisible force binding his legs.

The old man saw that Nie Zefeng wanted to leave and comforted him: "Young man, if you stand up, you will need a week of recovery before you can walk on the ground."

After hearing what the old man said, Nie Zefeng no longer struggled, but calmly cultivated himself. In the next seven days, Nie Zefeng received the meticulous care of Miss Zifeng.

Ten days later, before dawn, Nie Zefeng felt that his arms began to have some strength. When he exerted himself, he climbed up on the bed after a strong struggle.

Nie Zefeng casually moved the wooden stick beside the bed, supported his body on the heavy wooden stick, and walked out of the room.

Nie Zefeng walked forward step by step. The wind from the opposite side blew in, hitting his face that had not enjoyed the sunshine for a long time. A warm feeling began to spread from his heart to his body.

After a long journey, Nie Zefeng stopped next to the bamboo forest.

Nie Zefeng faced the green bamboo forest. Although it was winter, the leaves of the bamboo forest stood proudly. Behind the bamboo forest was the gurgling stream. The stream meandered forward and made a beautiful sound for a while. Nie Zefeng was already intoxicated.

In this picture, if you go forward further, a gust of wind will hit you.

Nie Zefeng opened his arms to enjoy the sunshine and natural wind. At this time, a piece of clothing was draped on Nie Zefeng.

Nie Zefeng looked back and saw girl Zifeng next to him.

Miss Zifeng asked: "Is it beautiful here?"

"Of course it's beautiful here. There are no wars or fights here. All there is is tranquility and comfort."

"Would you like to stay?"

"I, I..."

Nie Zefeng didn't know how to answer for a while, so Miss Zifeng naturally consoled her: "I don't know your name yet?"

"I am, Nie Zefeng."

"Brother Feng, can I call you this?"

"sure."

Seeing the sweet smile on girl Zifeng's face, Nie Zefeng's cold heart began to melt.

"Brother Yun, I think you will fall in love with our place."

They also talked and walked. Although Nie Zefeng was able to walk, he was still unsteady on some bumpy mountain roads. Zifeng next to him supported Nie Zefeng. In this way, under such care, Nie Zefeng recovered day by day.

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When Nie Zefeng danced a set of boxing skills in the yard, the old man stood there quietly and looked at the young man.

He seemed to feel something. At this time, Nie Zefeng, who was also watching the martial arts practice in the courtyard from the house, Miss Zifeng, felt an unexpected sweetness in her heart.

At night, Nie Zefeng had just fallen asleep when the door to the room suddenly opened.

Miss Zifeng actually broke into Nie Zefeng's room. Nie Zefeng hurriedly asked: "Miss Zifeng, what are you...?"

"Brother Feng, are you leaving..."

"I……"

At this time, Miss Zifeng was able to slowly take off her coat, leaving only a light gauze gown on her body.

At this moment, Zifeng's snow-white jade feet and smooth, slender legs were immediately exposed, and pieces of white flowers came into Nie Zefeng's eyes.

The absolutely beautiful scenery instantly made Nie Zefeng feel as if he was suffocating.

The clothes were completely untied, and they were thrown to the ground piece by piece. The lotus-like arms, the snow-covered Shufeng, and all kinds of beautiful scenery were unveiled little by little, and the mysterious veil was revealed little by little.

caught Nie Zefeng's eyes.

Nie Zefeng is a person with strong modern consciousness, so he does not discuss the so-called ancient morality much.

This seductive figure only made Nie Zefeng's heart surge with excitement, making it difficult to control himself.

Feeling hot all over, he untied his shirt, opened his solid chest, lay down on the couch, and waved to Miss Zifeng.

The girl, panting and dripping with sweat, immediately fell to her knees on the ground, her eyes full of coquettishness, her teeth biting her red lips, and she crawled forward like a little wild cat.

Then, this little wild cat, as wild as fire, used its white teeth to remove all the coverings on Nie Zefeng's body bit by bit.

In the blink of an eye, they were equal.

The flames in the charcoal basin were roaring, and in the calm room, the waves were raging.

Those red lips roamed freely over every inch of Nie Zefeng's skin, and the tip of his tongue, as delicate as a snake, only made Nie Zefeng extremely numb. The happy feeling could not be described in words.

Nie Zefeng's veins surged and his blood surged. He roared like a mad lion and pinned the weak prey under his body.

With great success, Nie Zefeng began to enjoy his own life.

Under the swaying fire, the house was filled with wind and thunder, and dragons were roiling, which only caused floods. The fields that had been dry for a long time, as well as the newly plowed fields, were all submerged into the ocean.

It has been churning all night, and I don’t know how many times the plum blossoms have bloomed. The spring water has released and then risen, and once it has risen, it has released again.

It was not until late at night that the enviable voices of men and women finally subsided.

Nie Zefeng, who was exhausted and still full of ideas, hugged the sweat-soaked girl to his left and right and fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after, snoring started to sound.

Nie Zefeng went to sleep first. The girl Zifeng, who had gone through many twists and turns, was still breathing lightly for a while and could not sleep at night.

Girl Zifeng, who had experienced such a "big wind and waves" for the first time, was already so hot that she was covered in sweat. Most of her black hair was soaked and sticky, sticking to her rosy face. She even felt that her legs were sore and weak.

There is also some dull pain between the legs.

Seeing that Nie Zefeng was already asleep, she climbed up from the couch quietly, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, put them on, and walked lightly outside the house.

Coming out of the warm summer room, a chill hit his face. Zifeng felt that the hot flashes all over his body suddenly relaxed a lot. He let out a long breath and his whole body felt much more relaxed.

She endured the faint pain and returned to her room. She poured herself a glass of water and swallowed several mouthfuls. Her voice was hoarse from screaming, and she felt much better.

She wrapped her clothes tightly, walked to the tent door with bare feet, gently lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked out.

It was late at night outside, with a bright moon hanging high in the splash-like sky, and a few thin clouds drifting lazily in front of the moon.

As his thoughts were swirling, Sun Shangxiang's face began to turn red unconsciously, and a hint of shame and a touch of sadness flashed across her face.

"Maybe this man really doesn't belong to me. No, this man was given to me by God. He will definitely stay and stay with me throughout my life."

Zifeng thought about it, thinking that it was so sweet that it was scary, but in the end, Miss Zifeng returned to Nie Zefeng's room, came to Nie Zefeng's bedside, stretched out her jade hand, and gently touched Nie Zefeng's handsome face.

Face, said to the sleeping man: "Even if you want to leave, I will always be here waiting for you."

Zifeng once again took off her clothes and hugged the man on the bed tightly. She had already decided that no matter what the weather was like tomorrow, she would choose to wait for him and follow him without regrets.

Outside the house, the silver moonlight shines on the ground, and there is the sad sound of the west wind blowing everywhere.

The fragrance of night in the room filled the air, weaving into a soft net, covering all the scenery inside. Especially Nie Zefeng and Miss Zifeng in the room.

The whole village began to become more and more blurry. Everything that could be seen during the day began to become blurry at this time. No matter whether it was a plant or a tree, it was not as realistic as it was during the day. They were all

With fuzzy and illusory colors, everything hides its details and keeps its secrets, giving people a dreamlike feeling.
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