Chapter 1114 The Saint's Bathing

It’s true that Miaojiang is too big.

The two walked in the jungle for almost a morning, and did not come out until noon.

After passing through the jungle, Wei Feng and Mu Xiaoqing came to a large open space.

This open space covers a wide area, and the villages built on the open space are very Miao-like. The clothes they wear are also Miao-like.

Moreover, what surprised Wei Feng was that the entire crescent moon village had several very powerful auras, and even more powerful existences than him.

This made Wei Feng feel a little scary.

It seems that the more closed the place is, the more likely it is to have masters.

After all, Shenzhou experienced a decades of melee a hundred years ago, and many warriors were disturbed, and they didn’t know how much inheritance was cut off.

Only those hermit sects, or such remote places, can ancient heritage be passed down.

And it is more likely that there are masters.

At this moment, a young Miao male who was in charge of guarding the village discovered Mu Xiaoqing and was immediately surprised.

He hurried over and said, "Miss, you are back, but we are so anxious."

"Oh, Brother Feixiong, I'm back now, it's not the first time I've run out."

"But this time it's different. Come with me quickly. Your grandfather is worried about you so much. Come with me to see the corpse immediately."

Feixiong noticed Wei Feng again and asked:

"Xiaoqing, who is this gentleman?"

Mu Xiaoqing took Wei Feng's hand and said:

"He is Wei Feng, we have known each other before, and grandpa knows him too. The last time I went out with my grandpa and the others, I was able to return safely thanks to Brother Wei Feng."

"This time, thanks to him, I was able to come back safely, otherwise that beast Heida would have to kill me."

When Feixiong heard this, he hurried over, and said with Miaojiang's etiquette, clasped his chest with his right fist:

"Thank you for saving your life, sir, I am very grateful to you in the crescent village."

Wei Feng waved his hand, but he didn't expect that the people from the crescent village were quite simple, "It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter, they are all friends."

"Okay, you will talk later. I will take Wei Feng to see the corpse now."

As he spoke, he pulled Wei Feng in.

Mu Xiaoqing is famous in the crescent village, like a princess. Although she is naughty, her identity and status are there.

Everyone respected Mu Xiaoqing very much and greeted Mu Xiaoqing one by one.

Mu Xiaoqing never held her head high, nodded and smiled and returned the gift.

While looking at the customs and culture here, Wei Feng learned about the situation here.

"By the way, is the saint you mentioned here now?"

"Oh, you say my sister, he should be in the village. It's the best house to be decorated, right there. Oh, my sister's life is so hard."

Speaking of Mu Bingqing, the little girl became a little disappointed again.

"Xiaoqing, the village leader is not in the meeting hall, and now he is going to meet the saint."

Feixiong hurriedly ran over and said, "He forgot to tell Mu Xiaoqing just now."

"Oh, that's right, you didn't say it earlier."

Feixiong smiled bitterly and said, "I'll take you there."

Several people turned the wind and walked towards the Saint's residence.

I soon arrived at the residence of the Saint, which is not something that ordinary people can come to, and I pay great attention to all aspects of etiquette.

"Hang it out, Wei Feng, I'll go in and look for my grandfather first. You can't wait for a while. Outsiders here can't go in casually."

Wei Feng nodded and said, "Okay, then you can go in, I'll just stroll around."

Mu Xiaoqing nodded and went in with Feixiong.

Wei Feng had nothing to do, so he started chatting with Erpang.

"Erpang, stay there, why not walk around?"

"Okay, okay." Erpang did not refuse.

So Wei Feng led Erpang to wander around the Saint's mansion.

As we walked, Wei Feng walked outside a wall. There was no road here, and there was a mountain not far away.

"There is no way out, let's go back." Erpang said.

"All right."

Just as he was about to turn back, he heard the sound of running water.

Wei Feng wondered, didn’t he say that there was only the Saint in the entire residence? Why was there still someone inside?

"What's the sound inside?" Erpang asked curiously, jumping around and trying to see it.

"You wait, I'll help you see."

As he spoke, Wei Feng jumped onto the wall and suddenly found himself under a big banyan tree in the yard.

It turned out to be a bathtub!

There are many petals in the bathtub, which is not important. The most important thing is that there is a woman taking a bath inside!

At this time, the woman was facing away from Wei Feng, and her white North American figure showed her unquestionable appearance.

Wei Feng was beating with enthusiasm and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Could this temperament be the saint?

The woman seemed to have a very sharp sense of five senses, and she heard the movement behind her as soon as she moved her ears.

"Who?"

There was a hint of coldness in the voice.

She suddenly turned around, and then she saw Wei Feng squatting on the wall, looking at him.

The woman was suddenly disgraced and was shocked.

Where is this place?

But her residence is usually no one dares to appear here.

Otherwise, it would be a serious crime to behead.

That's why she was used to bathing in this wonderful natural scenery and was not worried about being seen by others.

But now, a stranger actually appeared.

It's a bolt from the blue!

Although Wei Feng did not know the saint, Wei Feng felt that this person was the saint.

Because this woman really gives people a very holy feeling.

The thick black hair was flying in the wind.

Turning his head, the melon-shaped face without any flaws.

Beneath the dark eyebrows, the crystal eyes were graceful and glorious.

Such a look can be called a falling fish and a falling geese.

This is the only woman Wei Feng believes that can be compared with Lin Muxue.

Whether it is appearance or personal temperament.

Even in some aspects, there is a little more than Lin Muxue, for example, a sense of mystery.

Mu Bingqing was in a state of confusion all the time.

In nearly half a minute, the two of them looked at each other, and no one spoke, just looking at each other.

Mu Bingqing could tell at a glance that this person was not from his own clan but from outside.

She screamed at first, then became angry, and quickly picked up the clothes not far away and blocked them in front of her.

"Bastard, who are you? Do you dare to peek at this saint taking a bath? Don't you want to live anymore? You are a death sentence!"

Mu Bing's pretty face turned pale, and he stared at Wei Feng through the gaps in his clothes.

Wei Feng said speechlessly:

"I said, you are really a saint. First of all, I don't know you are a saint, and secondly, I don't know you want to take a shower."

"I just wanted to see what was in the yard. Who knew there would be a bathtub, and there was a woman sitting in the bathtub."

"Didn't I tell you? Shouldn't the saint wash in the room? Why are they outside? It's so open."
Chapter completed!