Chapter Seventy-One Two People Together

  "How did you get hurt? Weren't you with Han Yu sister?" Mu Feng finally couldn't help but break the silence and ask.

  "I and Han Yu sister encountered a third-order demon beast, the granite leopard. I was seriously injured by the granite leopard, and Han Yu sister drew it away alone to save me." Mu Han Qing suddenly exclaimed: "Right, let's hurry up and find Han Yu sister!"

  As soon as Mo Han moved his cold and clear body, he felt a sharp pain, and couldn't help but let out a painful groan, before sitting back down again.

  "Never mind, you're like this now, how can you go find Han Yu sister? Han Yu sister's cultivation is strong, she'll definitely be fine." Mu Feng said with a mix of anger and amusement as he looked at Mu Han's pale and gritted teeth.

  Mu Han Qing gazed at Mu Feng's slender and elegant face, plus that sunny smile, only to discover that the young man beside her also looked quite comfortable.

  Although he took advantage of himself a lot, it seemed like it was all to save himself. But if others were to find out, he would still have no face to live on...

  Thinking of this, Mu Hanqing couldn't help but say hesitantly: "Today's matter..."

  How could Mu Feng not understand what Mu Hanqing wanted to say? He hastily added, "Don't worry, I swear that today's events will be buried in my belly, and I absolutely won't utter a single word. If I do, may the heavens strike me with five thunderbolts."

  "Who wants you to make a poisonous oath?" Mu Han Qing said with a hint of displeasure, her pretty face flushing again, but in her heart, she felt as if she had put down a huge boulder and let out a long sigh.

  After all, Mu Hanqing was just a sixteen-year-old girl, and she still deeply believed in this poisonous oath. When she saw Mu Feng make the poisonous oath, she thought that this matter would absolutely not spread out.

  Mo Feng scratched his head, gave an awkward dry laugh and said: "You wait here, I'll go find some wild fruit." After that, he started searching around the surrounding area.

  Mu Han Qing gazed at that slender figure, the softest part of her heart rippling with wave after wave.

  ……

  At night, the Luoxia mountain range fell into a piece of silence, only to hear unknown monsters howling in the distance.

  "Crack crack crack!"

  The crackling of the bonfire continued, and Mu Feng and Mu Han sat quietly by the fire. The flames danced, casting two long shadows behind them.

  Mo Feng stirred the roasted meat on the bonfire, although he had dry rations in his Void Stone, but no matter what, the dry and hard dry rations could not satisfy his hunger, and Mo Feng had already mastered a good roasting technique when he was in Hongfeng Town.

  Mo Han Qing sat on one side, operating his technique to recover. As a Xuan Qi realm martial artist with the help of mysterious energy, his recovery speed was incomparable to that of a Lian Ti realm martial artist.

  After a day of recovery, except for the broken bone which still hurts slightly, all other injuries have almost healed. The claw mark has scabbed over and with the application of the Mu family's special medicine, not even a scar will be left behind.

  Mo Han exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, slowly opened her beautiful eyes, and then looked at Mo Feng.

  Mufeng also seemed to sense something and raised his head, their eyes meeting quietly in mid-air. Both of their faces were slightly flushed, and they hastily shifted their gaze away.

  "Here!" Murong Feng picked up a string of roasted meat and handed it over to Murong Qingcheng.

  Mu Hanqing only then felt her stomach growling, took the roasted meat and said softly: "Thank you."

  Mo Hanqin took a bite of the roasted meat, chewing slowly. It was undeniable that Mo Feng's roasting skills were exceptional, with an excellent texture that couldn't be compared to dry rations.

  Mo Feng saw Mo Han Qing eating, smiled and also grabbed a string of roasted meat to devour. Busy for a day, he was also starving, his chest sticking to his back, couldn't care about his image, first fill his stomach then talk.

  The two of them devoured the barbecue until it was all gone. Mu Feng rubbed his belly, and let out a satisfied belch.

  Looking at Mu Feng's lazy and comfortable appearance, Mu Han Qing couldn't help but secretly laugh.

  "What's so funny?" Murong Feng noticed Murong Qingxue's sneer and asked.

  "What's up? By the way, how did you get so good at grilling?" Mu Han Qing asked with a suppressed smile.

  "Oh, I used to train frequently in the mountains, so I developed this skill." Murong Feng explained.

  "Earlier?" Mu Han Qing's eyes sparkled with even more curiosity.

  "Yes." Murong nodded and then began to recount what had happened in Hongfeng Town.

  Mu Hanqing also changed with Mu Feng's story, sometimes becoming angry, sometimes joyful, sometimes contemplative, and sometimes worried. However, the things Mu Feng told were naturally concealed from Qingfeng Tianzun and Xīn Yàn Huǒ.

  After listening to Mu Feng's account, Mu Han said with a clear and cold tone: "That Jiang family's kid is so evil. If you had found me, I would have helped you deal with them."

  "Please, you didn't even know me back then? I reckon if I had gone to ask for your help, you would have beaten me away with a stick." Murong Feng said with a smile.

  However, when it comes to Hong Feng Town, he also thought of Yang Zhan, his good brother in Hong Feng Town. Later, he must find a time to go back to Hong Feng Town to take a look. Mu Feng also made up his mind in his heart, after the Qing Ying competition ended, he would return to Hong Feng Town for a trip.

  "I didn't expect your experience to be so bumpy, but you're better off than me. At least you have a father and mother, while I can't even remember what my biological parents look like." Mu Hanqing also thought of her own life, and her eyes couldn't help but redden slightly, with a layer of mist appearing before them.

  Although she was being taken care of by the Mu family with meticulous attention, in the heart of this little girl, there was always a fragile and soft nerve.

  Mo Feng only then knew that when Mo Hanqing was two years old, his parents had gone missing, and it was thanks to the elder Mo Huai Zhi taking him in that he avoided becoming a street urchin.

  Due to Mu Huai Zhi's favoritism, coupled with Mu Han Yu's protection, no one in the clan dared to bully her. Although Mu Han Qing appeared vivacious and willful, deep down inside, she still had this unopened knot in her heart.

  "In fact, the parents I have now are not my real parents." Murong said to himself in his heart, thinking of his own life and sighed endlessly.

  Mo Feng gently patted the girl's fragrant shoulder and comforted her: "Don't worry, your parents will definitely come back to find you."

  "Really?" Mu Han Qing looked at Mu Feng with a glance and said softly: "Xiao Shiliang, thank you."

  Mo Feng said: "What's there to thank? It's getting late, you should get some rest early. We still have a long way to go tomorrow."

  "And you?" Mu Han asked in a gentle voice, suddenly becoming like a different person, making Mu Feng feel quite uncomfortable for a moment.

  "It's nighttime when monsters roam, we should always have someone keeping watch." Mu Feng smiled slightly and said: "It's alright, you go to sleep quickly."

  Mo Feng finished speaking and began patrolling around him.

  Mo Han Qing lay down in the resting place beside him, gazed at the lean and tall figure patrolling around, and slowly closed his eyes...