Cen Shuang couldn't believe that he would step into this forest again.

The grass and trees around her made her feel gloomy and terrifying, and the thrilling scenes kept beating in front of her. However, although this seemed very bold and adventurous, she wanted to save the old man and Lan'er, which was the only way she could think of - she wanted to find the guy who casts the evil magic.

"master--!"

“Master——!”

At this time, the valley was very quiet, and it was no longer the horrifying battlefield last night. Only Cen Shuang's voice was echoing. Because she didn't know the name of that person, she could only shout it like this.

She held a plate in her hand and a whole steaming roast chicken was placed on it. It was her greeting ceremony - she almost had the mentality of worshiping the gods, but in fact she was really unsure whether that guy was a personal person.

This forest is like a maze without boundaries. Thousand-year-old trees are the walls of the maze. Some of them have a diameter of several meters. The leaves of fallen leaves are laid thickly under their feet for years. Cen Shuang walked for a long time. Seeing that the sun was about to set, there was still no movement in the woods.

Maybe that guy has left long ago, she thought.

Sitting down on the bulging roots of a big tree, Cen Shuang put the plate on the ground. The fragrance of chicken came over and floated in front of the hungry people, which seemed particularly rich. Cen Shuang's abdomen was gasping for a while. He set out from Wuyangquan and fled here. He had not eaten any decent food for a long time.

"If you really can't find it, just eat it yourself..." Cen Shuang thought silently, but just as this thought passed by his mind, his heart was suddenly wrapped in a burst of sadness - I really hope that the old man and Lan'er can be saved.

Suddenly she felt that everything was so annoying. She hated this forest, which brought her so much hardship and embarrassment. She hated this roast chicken. After eating it, the old man and Lan'er couldn't save it. She hated Bogu City, hated the black armored warrior, hated the white-eyed snake...

She also hated herself, why was she just a lower-level swordsman? She clearly held the teacher's sword that could fight against the Shenjue Master, but couldn't use it.

As he thought about it, Cen Shuang pulled out his sword in anger and slashed hard at the roast chicken in front of him.

"ah--!"

But a force suddenly threw her up, as if something exploded in front of her, and a ball of air gushed up.

That’s the sound! That’s what I heard last night!

Cen Shuang fell to the ground, unable to tell whether she was happy or afraid. She sat up and looked around alertly, trying to find out where the power came from, but she did not find any traces to find.

As if it was as long as the first century, there was a sound above my head. I raised my head and a black dot was rapidly magnifying in front of my eyes in the mottled shadows between the tall trunks.

"Ah!" Cen Shuang screamed, and his body instinctively struggled backwards. The empty plate just now almost fell down in front of him, and it was inserted into the soil covered with grass between her white legs.

With a "boom" sound, a huge object fell to the ground, and a surging tide of air emerged in front of him. The rolling sand and messy leaves were rolled up and rushed towards him. Cen Shuang hurriedly covered his eyes with his arms.

The wave of air subsided for a long time. She opened her eyes and the fallen leaves in front of her were blown away a large exposed circle. In the center of the circle, a furry "monster" was squatting, and her body looked larger than her.

Cen Shuang's heart was beating, and the hairs on her body stood up. The joy in her heart was wiped out, and there was only indescribable regret left. She believed that coming here was definitely the biggest mistake she made in her life.

The "monster" moved! He was slowly raising his head.

Cen Shuang felt that he could no longer breathe, his whole body was trembling, his hands were stiff on the hilt of the sword, but he wanted to hold it tightly.

The "monster" raised his head, but had a handsome face - he looked like a boy of his age.

"It's delicious." The boy looked at Cen Shuang and grinned.

The tense muscles of Cen Shuang's body were all relieved, and he was finally able to take a deep breath, and his chest was ups and downs. Fortunately, it was not a monster, nor a god, nor a ghost, but a person who could talk and eat at a glance.

The boy stood up and pulled off the "coat" made of dead branches and leaves - if that could be considered a clothes.

"I'm so hungry that I can't help but catch it and eat it when I smell the fragrance..." The boy smiled embarrassedly.

The cute boy's appearance was really impossible to connect Cen Shuang with the terrifying heretics. She couldn't help but want to confirm: "Are you... the one who dragged the strange bird down last night?"

The boy yawned and rubbed his eyes, as if he was trying hard to recall the memories.

"Yeah! That's right..." His pupils were like a hard flaming stone, with a ray of starlight hidden inside, which shone rapidly in the refraction of the twilight. "Last night I was sleeping on the tree, hungry and sleepy. Just as I fell asleep, it was chirping on my head, making me so loud that it was so noisy. I waved my fist at it, but I didn't expect it to hit it..."

When the boy spoke, the orange-yellow sunlight passed through the curtains of the plants, wiping through the dust and mist and falling leaves, covering him with patterns, reflecting the bright and sharp muscle luster on his arms and calves. His short shirt looked a little old, but he felt a sense of rebelliousness for no reason.

Unexpectedly, the incident last night was so a little funny and laughed. However, at least he did not find the wrong person.

"How did you know?" the boy asked.

"I..." Cen Shuang didn't know how to answer when he asked, so she spoke and suddenly stopped her voice. She didn't want the other party to know that she was given a heavy reward, so she thought about it and muttered guiltily: "It happened to be passing by..."

Fortunately, the boy did not continue to ask questions.

Just now, Cen Shuang picked some wild fruits in the forest. The wild fruits at this time were still not mature, and they were so green that they were not tender at all. But at this time, Cen Shuang was hungry and took them out to satisfy her hunger. She threw a green peach for the boy, grabbed one and took it to her mouth and took it gently. A sourness instantly spread to the tip of her tongue, and she quickly spit out.

"It's really unpalatable..." Cen Shuang raised his head in pain, but was shocked to see the young man throwing the green peach upwards, catching it with his mouth, chewing the peach pits and swallowing it...

Cen Shuang then remembered that a whole roast chicken flew up just now and only fell down a plate. Perhaps perhaps, he chewed the bones together. He suddenly felt serious doubt that this guy's mouth was a crushing machine. She simply gave him all the wild fruits she picked.

Recalling the various ferocious images that he had imagined about this guy in his mind before, and looking at the boy's mouth full of sour wild fruits at this moment, Cen Shuang couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, my name is Cen Shuang, what are your name?" Cen Shuang asked.

"Ye Xunfeng." The young man raised his head and replied.

"Ye Xunfeng..." Cen Shuang recited it silently in his heart, thinking that this name is quite consistent with his strange magical magic.

"Ye Xunfeng, can I ask you a question?" Cen Shuang leaned in front of him and asked.

"Ask..." Ye Xunfeng replied.

"Is the magical craft you used called the 'qi-obsessing technique'?" Cen Shuang asked carefully.

"How do you know?" Ye Xunfeng looked surprised and surprised.

"Grandpa Baili told me." Cen Shuang replied.

"Then are you... afraid of me?" Ye Xunfeng asked in Cen Shuang's eyes.

Cen Shuang shook his head.

"Why, didn't he tell you that this is a magic trick?... Many people say that this is a magic trick."

"At the beginning... I was actually quite scared, but now I'm not afraid."

"Why is that?"

Cen Shuang also looked at Ye Xunfeng's eyes and said, "Because you don't look like a bad person."

"I've eaten your roast chicken for nothing, of course I'll be more polite to you..." Ye Xunfeng's mouth suddenly raised a curve slightly. Perhaps the golden dust in the dusk air was floating in his sight. Cen Shuang vaguely saw a little melancholy and lonely in his smile, neither cold nor enthusiastic, nor both.

But this was just a moment of feeling, and soon he still looked rebellious and fearless again.

"How could there be something like 'evil'?" Ye Xunfeng said proudly, "Justice or evil, shouldn't we see what it is for? Some people don't know any magical arts, but they can still harm people..."

Cen Shuang nodded and agreed.

"Hey, can you do me a favor?" she asked.

"Yes..." Ye Xunfeng replied simply, "The kindness of roasting chicken should be repaid with a spring of water."

Cen Shuang smiled with a pursed lips.
Chapter completed!