At night, the sky is full of stars, at the corner of the Luoyun Mountains.

Beside the campfire and the tent, the atmosphere in the team became much more lively. After all, the first day went smoothly, the first task was completed, and the journey was uneventful.

Although most of them are followers, since they have reached this point, everyone has more or less ideas. If given the opportunity, who wouldn't want to have a future of their own?

The usually inconspicuous fat man, the fat man who always stood silently beside Nan Xinghun in a daze, has now become much more pleasing to the eye. When everyone talks about the itinerary, they will more or less look at his face, but it is a pity.

After getting the water tribute grass, the fat man returned to his normal state. He looked naive and his eyes behind his glasses always seemed to be out of focus.

In the warm atmosphere, only Master Situ was a little unhappy. The completion of the first task had nothing to do with his original plan. He was just a passerby. This made Master Situ, who was used to being the core of the world, very uncomfortable. He

There is even an illusion that the eyes of his subordinates are not as awe-inspiring as usual when looking at him.

He can only look forward to tomorrow's mission, which is to hunt the snakes on the stone steps. He has the highest strength value among them, and Star Soul and the others still have to rely on him.

After a simple meal, it was time for evening rest. Young people who had been busy all day entered the tent one after another to get some rest. Feng Qinglang applied to be the first person on night duty because he was already used to working at this time on that stormy night.

Duan can't sleep...

To his surprise, Nan Xinghun and Beatrice were willing to accompany him on the first shift.

Of course, this kind of duty cycle based on the rules of mercenary vigil, as long as the names are next to each other, there will always be a chance to meet. For example, the order of names is: Beatrice, Feng Qinglang, Nan Xinghun, Situ Weiyang, Situ Enquan...

…

So, the first class is Beatrice and Feng Qinglang, the second class is Feng Qinglang and Nan Xinghun, the third class is Nan Xinghun and Situ Weiyang... When it comes to the last name, it cycles back to the first name.

So Nan Xinghun shrugged and returned to the tent.

Beside the bonfire, only Feng Qinglang and Beatrice were left.

The crackling sound of firewood and the roar of unknown monsters in the distance are the beating notes in this quiet environment, and the occasional passing wind is the harmony of this melody.

Beatrice watched Feng Qinglang put a strawberry fruit into her mouth, closed her eyes, and chewed it with relish. She squinted her eyes, as if she was also watching it with relish.

Feng Qinglang smiled and broke the silence: "I named it strawberry fruit!"

"Can I try?" Beatrice thought for a moment and stretched out her hand.

"You know some of its medicinal properties, right?" Feng Qinglang looked at the other party with a half-smile. The girl claimed to be a master of materials science, so she should have noticed it a long time ago.

"I know! I saw you take it out a few times today, and it seems...it tastes good. I can't help but want to try it." Beatrice still held out her hand firmly.

"Well, okay!" Feng Qinglang put a strawberry fruit into the opponent's hand.

Facing the bonfire, Beatrice observed the strawberry fruit for a while, then raised her head and raised her hand, observed it for a while again, and then threw it into her mouth. The strong pungency in her mouth solidified the expression on her face.

, the fresh strawberry smell was gone, and what I swallowed now seemed to be a mouthful of boiling magma.

She mustered up the courage and licked it gently with her tongue. Suddenly, her entire tongue felt as if it had been bitten by a highly venomous snake. It was paralyzed from the tip of the tongue to the root, and then from the head to the steps. Her brows were finally uncontrollable.

His face was wrinkled, full of pain.

Then, Beatrice felt that her courage had been exhausted, so she spit out the pill and spit it directly towards Feng Qinglang.

Feng Qinglang took it dissatisfied and said, "I have your saliva."

"Well, it's an advantage for you." The stunning girl replied hoarsely. Such charming words were said by her in such a way that they were not ambiguous at all.

Feng Qinglang smiled, didn't mind, and put the pill back into her arms with great care.

Beatrice garbled her mouth with water, picked out several pills that were supposed to be detoxifying, stuffed them into her mouth, and after taking a breath, said: "You are so powerful, you have to take these pills several times a day.

." Naturally, there was a bit more admiration in Feng Qinglang's eyes.

Feng Qinglang responded calmly: "As long as you get used to it, it was indeed quite sad at the beginning."

Looking at the man in front of her who was calmly adding firewood, remembering the extremely overbearing and terrifying feeling just now, and listening to his unusually understated tone now, Beatrice's heart moved inexplicably. What kind of ups and downs has he experienced?

That's how he got to where he is today.

She sat closer to the other person, almost sitting next to him, and then whispered: "How serious are you injured? It's almost all such domineering material."

"Very serious injury!"

"How serious is it?" the girl asked stubbornly.

Seeing that the other party was silent, she added: "Anyway, when I swallowed the strawberry fruit, you set up a soundproof magic pattern barrier around me. Hey, how many bad things have you done to be able to practice the soundproof magic pattern to this extent?"

Proficient, able to follow the unexpected warning, and arrange it properly.”

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly and responded: "You can also see the scope of the magic pattern, so you don't need to sit so close."

The girl sat closer as if she was angry, and the orchid scent could be clearly heard. When the night autumn wind greedily caressed her flowing black hair, it also blew some hair strands onto Feng Qinglang's face, tickling her.

Yes, the girl said: "Yes, I deliberately seduced you and made you tell the secret."

Feng Qinglang raised his eyes upward to show his dissatisfaction, just in time to see the bright stars blinking, as if mocking him for not living up to the courage he once had to move forward. He sighed and said slowly: "My

My mental sea is exhausted, and I am sinking rapidly every day. Strawberry fruit can help me suppress this sinking speed, but I still can't find any other solution. It won't take me long, maybe half a year, or at most a year, my

The spiritual sea will completely exhaust and die."

The death of the spiritual sea means the death of you as a person.
Chapter completed!