The woman's face looked bad. Looking at the scattered flowers all over the ground, she frowned: "What a cruel person, my little flower just took a breath of yang energy, and actually ruined my family, sisters..."

This little flower is obviously quite emotional about her kind. Looking at a bunch of flowers without vitality, tears fell down.

At this time, her face changed drastically: "Where is my body!"

The flower with a smiling face disappeared.

That is her body. Without the body, she can only use her soul body to be in this world.

Not only can she be unable to practice, but as time goes by, her energy will gradually disappear and disappear until it turns into nothingness.

"No, no, I want to find my body!"

The woman snorted coldly and felt it in her heart: "Is the body walking towards Tiexanda City..."

In an instant, the woman turned into a ball of blue smoke and disappeared.

At the same time, the fragments of flowers all over the ground were instantly wiped out.

From then on, this place where the flower demon was born completely disappeared.

The fragrance of flowers that had stretched far away in the past was gone.

……………………

"It's just so dangerous, I... am I doing that kind of thing to the flower?"

The convoy is still walking.

But at this time, Mao Feng, who was still in shock, stopped sitting in the carriage, but was riding a horse, still recalling what had happened before.

When I think of myself in the wasteland, facing a wild flower...

It's exciting to go.

However, while Mao Feng felt it was stimulating, he was actually extremely scared.

He knew that in this situation, if no one saves him, he might be really disappointed.

Thinking of this, he thanked Mr. Sun one after another.

"Uncle Sun, fortunately it's you, Jiang is still the old one. After I go back, I will definitely talk to my father and ask him to reward you." Mao Feng said.

Sun Bo shook his head slightly: "Although I work in your house, I am also your father's brother-in-law. You don't have to say these polite words to me."

Mao Feng smiled awkwardly, feeling that these words just now really regarded Uncle Sun as an outsider.

"If you thank me, thank Mr. Zhao. If he hadn't made a quick decision and said that you were being absorbed with yang energy, it would have been a long time." Uncle Sun glanced at Wang Chong and said.

Wang Chong turned around: "You're welcome, you all prepare horses for me, I'm already very grateful."

"Hey, Uncle Sun said he would like to thank you, that is, he must thank you." Mao Feng bowed politely: "After entering the city, I will be the host and take you to the most popular Yihe Garden in our place."

Uncle Sun's face turned dark: "Young Master, Mr. Zhao is an upright person. Can you talk less about this kind of thing?"

"Uh...I'm sorry." Mao Feng was a little embarrassed: "No matter what, Mr. Zhao, as long as you need anything after entering the city, I, Mao Feng, will definitely help me."

"Well, I'm working hard." Wang Chong did not refuse this.

Seeing that Wang Chong stopped talking, Mao Feng's eyes were extremely complicated at this moment.

Look at this young man named Zhao Xiaodong, he is about the same age as him.

But look at others, they are already traveling at this time. Whether it is doing things or talking, they are low-key and neat. The key is that others are second only to themselves.

Compared with this young master Zhao, I seem to be much worse.

So he secretly swore in his heart that he must learn from him.

So sometimes, excellent peers are the best role models to learn from.

Mao Feng thought a lot all of a sudden, and this was probably what happened after he died once, and his whole body changed.

So Mao Feng decided, well, let’s learn from indifference first.

Now, Mao Feng no longer spoke in a slight manner, but looked at Wang Chong, looking straight ahead, and walking slowly.

Mao Feng stopped talking, and the team became much quieter.

This made everyone's ears clearer.

It was just because a lot of time was delayed just now, and although the convoy speeded up a lot, it was getting dark.

"It's too late for Tiexha City, let's go to the front station." Sun Bo shouted back.

Soon, an inn appeared in front of him.

When you enter the station, many people have already sat down here, and they are obviously traveling with each other.

"Young master, talk less later, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble." Before he could enter, Uncle Sun reminded Mao Feng.

Mao Feng waved his hand: "Uncle Sun, don't worry, I know this."

This inn is not too big and a bit dilapidated, but no one is worried about safety. After all, no strange incidents have happened in this place for a long time.

Soon everyone sat down for dinner. Uncle Sun was very polite and invited Wang Chong to sit down.

While eating, Mao Feng looked around, as if he was looking at something.

At this time, a servant came over and poured tea while whispering: "Do you guys, do you need to serve?"

The so-called service is actually that when you live in some small hotels, someone will stuff small cards under the crack of your door in a while.

This kind of small card often has heart-wrenching patterns printed with price services written on it, and the price is usually...

Get back to the point.

Wang Chong has lived for so long and naturally can see what this servant means.

To be honest, these businessmen have been out of the market, and their nerves are often tense, and sometimes they can relax.

So many people were moved at this moment.

Especially Mao Feng.

This guy seemed to have a fishy smell and his eyes were bright.

Soon, the guy and the servant walked aside and started chatting.

"Hey, this young master, I can't bring him out in the future." Seeing this scene, Uncle Sun was helpless: "It's all people with fiancées, but they're still like this."

"He already has a fiancée?" Wang Chong was also a little surprised.

"No, I decided to have a baby marriage when I was a child. The two families are in a good match and are very compatible. It's a pity..." Uncle Sun sighed again.

Wang Chong found that Sun Bo must be very pessimistic in his outlook on life and always sighed.

"Young Master's fiancée, like you, is also a short-lived person." Uncle Sun shook his head and sighed softly.

"Uh..." Wang Chong was also stunned when he heard this.

"Not only are short-lived people, but also extremely ugly."

Wang Chong understood it.

He is a short-lived person and is extremely ugly. No wonder he is not liked by Mao Feng.

"I wonder what level of spiritual roots the young master Mao's fiancée?" Wang Chong asked.

"Level 2." Sun Bo said seriously: "Do you think it's strange? I remember when she was a child, she secretly took folk remedies and should have increased the level of spiritual roots. I didn't expect that it was still level 2, hey..."

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional. Wang Chong secretly said that this is not the same as him.

When I was a child, I also took folk remedies and only then did I measure the level 2 of the spiritual root.

From this point of view, Mao Feng’s fiancée should be at level 1 in spirit.

However, Wang Chong didn't think much about it. It was just someone else's family affairs.

At night, Wang Chong rested alone, and as for Aunt Zhu, he arranged it to the next door.

As for Mao Feng, I don’t know where he hooked up with a woman and led the woman into the house.

However, in the middle of the night, Wang Chong felt something was wrong, and a fragrance spread out.

This smell is really fragrant, exactly the same as the smell that the flower smells.

"The flower demon is here?" Wang Chong looked at the flowers wrapped in his arms. He guessed that the flower demon might be looking for her body.

The taste is getting heavier and heavier.

The whole inn is very quiet.

Wang Chong simply sat up and looked at his door.

I saw that the door was slowly pushed open and the fragrance became even stronger.

A man in half a fruit, gently lit his feet and walked in.l0ns3v3
Chapter completed!