Nan Xinghun was still thinking about the story of the orc, but Feng Qinglang's soft purring could be heard in his ears. He frowned slightly, and he didn't know what kind of disturbing thing he was thinking about. Nan Xinghun couldn't help but also frowned.

, stretched out his fingers, and gently

The wrinkles between Feng Qinglang's brows were smoothed, and then he probed Feng Qinglang's forehead again. The temperature had stopped rising, but he was still having a fever. Nan Xinghun sighed silently, and hugged Feng Qinglang for a while before leaving.

He gently broke free from the arms.

Staring at this handsome face, under the projection of the moonlight, it showed a kind of weakness that she had never seen before. She took a deep breath, then slowly bowed down, and her lips slowly touched the other person's lips. This time she didn't

Another light peck like during the day, but a long pause...

It's not as thrilling as described in novels, nor as tender as the girl's dream, nor as fiery and passionate as the legend...

It was a kind of calm that made the soul feel gentle, it was a tacit understanding that seemed to be like this, it was a contact that seemed familiar...

Nan Xinghun couldn't help but smile. She thought that there should be more love between her and Qinglang. Now that she has made up her mind to stay together to the end, why bother to find out whether it is friendship or love?

?

When thinking this way, Feng Qinglang's eyebrows frowned slightly again, and Nan Xinghun softly caressed her again. However, she heard Feng Qinglang, who was sleeping, suddenly murmuring something. Nan Xinghun hesitated for a moment, but leaned closer to listen carefully. It seemed that it was

Nan Xinghun originally thought that someone's name would be Tang Rui, but even if she didn't understand Alans language, the pronunciation would be too different...

When he had a fever, he couldn't help calling someone's name. Was that a woman?

Nan Xinghun only felt that her slightly improved mood was immediately cast into a haze. She snorted softly and walked out of the tent with a little frustration. She leaned on the tree beside the tent and added new firewood to the campfire.

Was it the poor quality of the new wood that caused the excessive smoke? Nan Xinghun couldn't help but think of her father who returned to the depths of the stars, the voice and smile that could only be remembered forever, and the smoke-like past events. She couldn't help but shed tears again.

Silently drooping...

At this time, the whole world was quiet. Except for the sound of water droplets bouncing off the small waterfall in the distance and the sound of the night wind blowing from time to time, there was only the crackling sound of the bonfire, responding to her miserable heart.

Nan Xinghun didn't have much experience in night watch, and he had too many emotional ups and downs in the past day. He raised his head and stared at the stars, which gradually became blurry, and then fell asleep...

When she woke up, she found that she was already lying in the tent, with the rough blanket still covering her body. She raised her head and looked outside the tent. It was already slightly bright, and Feng Qinglang was sitting cross-legged in silence. There was a faint trace of law.

The breath slowly moved around him.

Thinking of Feng Qinglang's domineering power that could make thousands of elements resonate together, but now he was running his mind, but only got a little resonance. Nan Xinghun only felt a bitterness in her throat. She slowly walked out of the tent, and Feng Qinglang finally noticed her

After waking up, he turned around and said with a smile: "Are you awake? Well, I still don't have much strength. You go catch some fish. We'll have breakfast, freshen up, and then continue on the road. This is still a high-risk area."

Nan Xinghun nodded and asked: "Next, should we go back to Mingguang first, or go directly overseas?"

Feng Qinglang said: "As long as the enemy cannot find us in Mingguang, it will further expand the search circle. In the central coordinate area, the search power will be reduced. At the same time, no one would have thought that we would dare to return to Mingguang at this time. And, most importantly,

Before I recover some of my strength, going to sea can only be a dead end."

"In the area of ​​the dark red whirlpool, there are islands surrounding it, where fists are raised to unprecedented heights. Whoever has a bigger fist will make more sense what he says."

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but see the confused expression on Nan Xinghun's face, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, you still have me as the guardian to follow me..."

Nan Xinghun finally smiled a little, nodded and said: "Well, the worst case scenario is that we die together..."

Feng Qinglang protested: "Hey, it's early in the morning, can you be a little more optimistic? I'm still smiling even though my martial arts was disabled..."

When the sun came to the top of the head, the two of them were already several hills away. Feng Qinglang was unable to run for a long time because of his weakness. Nan Xinghun gritted his teeth and asked to carry the other person on his back. She was very happy that Qinglang didn't have those unnecessary things.

The man's self-esteem was so great that he agreed happily, and even climbed onto the other person's back with a little pleasure.

Physical strength was not Nan Xinghun's strong point. After several hills, she was already gasping for air. But when she looked back and forth, she saw that the mountains were still covered with curling clouds and smoke. They seemed to be exactly the same. She didn't know when she would reach the end. Feng Qinglang said

: "About three mountains away, there is an innocent city at the foot of the mountain. Let's go there to find out the news and then decide on the next step."

"Well, Star Soul, although it's very cliché, I still have to say, come on, look at me, I'm not tired at all.

Nan Xinghun couldn't help but said angrily: "Of course you are not tired. You still have time to sing folk songs. I am walking, okay?"

"You can still be angry, which proves that you still have strength, so that's good, let's move on."

This is a small-scale Innocence City. In Nan Xinghun's view, Feng Qinglang had just fought a battle with the three giants of the Innocence City Alliance, and now he came to a city under their command to seek refuge. It would be a little bit psychological.

Uncomfortable. Of course, what she didn't know was that two of the giants had died, otherwise she would have felt even more guilty.

However, Feng Qinglang had no confusion about this at all. He looked around naturally and then stared at the surprisingly large notice board outside the city. There happened to be the latest wanted notice and related avatars. He was among the list.

It's not surprising, but he is also on the list even with glasses, which really makes him helpless... In other words, now he is a member of the wanted list regardless of whether he wears glasses or not...

Although he and Nan Xinghun were disguised, he didn't feel the slightest sense of security. He even couldn't help but press the brim of his hat and cursed in a low voice: "You painted me so ugly."

His neighbor wearing glasses happened to be Nan Xinghun, who made his handsome appearance so lifelike. It was difficult for Nan Xinghun to respond happily to the ridicule. He just said helplessly: "Then what should we do? Are we still going in?"

Feng Qinglang thought for a while, smiled mysteriously, and said in a low voice: "Of course we can go in and exchange our ancient magic weapons and bring them with us. No one has ever seen you look like a girl, let alone what you look like after wearing glasses.

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Chapter completed!