The mighty pack of wolves ran deep into the mountains and disappeared without a trace.
The surroundings gradually became quiet, and Leng Yi'an and the others escaped in a fog. At this time, several figures stepped on the branches. It turned out that they were the instructors who had finally found the right place after wandering most of the mountain.
Lin Wu asked, "What's going on? Are you injured?"
Cheng Zhigao supported Xiao Shaobai and said anxiously, "He needs first aid."
Lin Wu asked a coach to carry him out quickly, and then listened to Leng Yi'an tell him the whole story.
When I heard him talk about the last scene, I thought for a moment and looked into the mountains. "There are many strange things in the depths of the mountains, so don't delve into them."
So the teachers and students went out of the mountain.
But Lin Wu made a mistake this time. It was not a mystery, it was clearly a real human matter.
The strange-looking monster-like shadow that several people saw was Zhan Changfeng.
The wolves are too fierce to be kind. After Zhan Changfeng escaped from the fighting circle, he returned to the stream, carried the gray wolf, and howled to attract the wolves.
This pack of wolves was attracted by the gray wolf, and it should be led away by the gray wolf.
So Zhan Changfeng carried the gray wolf on his shoulders and led the wolves inside. The Wolf King is extremely fast and chases him closer and closer.
The sound of water in her ears became louder and louder, and the stream was connected to a rushing Bailian.
Zhan Changfeng left the gray wolf behind and looked at the wolf king, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling. The wolf king straightened up, his hair had gone away, and he looked like an adult man.
After a hundred years of practice, the beast develops its spiritual wisdom, and after a thousand years of practice, it can transform into a human form, which at least has established its foundation.
The Wolf King roared angrily, "Taoist priests are colluding with each other."
Zhan Changfeng's eyes slowly turned red and his aura soared. The Wolf King was slightly afraid and hesitated to move forward.
"I have stabilized its soul and kept it from dissipating for even a moment, as long as you can defeat me with your most powerful power."
The Wolf King had no time to understand this human logic. He only saw the belly of the gray wolf on the ground still rising and falling. Without saying a word, he attacked Zhan Changfeng who was blocking the front, and roared into the shape of a wolf!
Zhan Changfeng felt unprecedented pressure at that moment, this was foundation building!
She instantly opened her clairvoyant eyes and instead of trying to avoid it, she mobilized all her soul power to see clearly the Wolf King's energy and inner elixir.
Not even close...
Zhan Changfeng squeezed out all his strength at the moment he was knocked away to see through his soul.
boom!
She fell down and disappeared.
This is the upper reaches of the waterfall!
The Wolf King walked around the shore a few times, and finally gave up trying to trouble her and returned to the Gray Wolf.
This waterfall is located in the southernmost part of Bijia Mountain, and a valley below connects to Qingbai Mountain where the School of Social Sciences is located.
The waterfall is like a flying dragon tumbling down from a thousand-foot-high cliff with a mighty momentum, and the valley is full of stirring sounds.
Zhan Changfeng was washed to the bottom of the pond by the current. The cold water stung her awake for a while, but her body was so weak that she almost fell asleep.
She used her last strength to seal her five senses and heart veins, and allowed herself to sink, her consciousness gradually fading.
A white shadow swam over and picked up the person from the bottom of the pond, and the fire in his forehead was still dancing...
Before dawn, the students have not yet gone up the mountain, but one person is already walking along the mountain path, singing to the wind, and occasionally plucking the strings of his piano in response to the chirping of birds and insects.
In the dim night, his figure was walking freely, with his light robe fluttering. He walked down the stone steps, and as he got closer to the trapped dragon pond, his hand couldn't help but pluck the strings of the piano. The sound was so powerful that it was almost as strong as the pounding that had lingered in the valley for countless years. The powerful energy collides.
But today's trapped dragon pond seemed a little different. Gong Qixian pressed his fingertips, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and he looked towards the water bank lightly.
He walked over quickly and saw a person lying there, soaked to the skin, his breath weak, the cloth on his wrist fell apart, and the blood was smeared.
Gong Qixian saw that she was not wearing social studies clothes and she looked like she had come out of the water. Although he was confused, he put down the piano in his arms without hesitation and helped her.
His fingertips could barely touch her clothes, and a sudden change occurred. One hand clamped around his wrist like an iron pincer, and at the same time, he bent one leg and pushed it up. Gong Qixian instinctively tried to break free, but found that no matter how lucky he was, he couldn't. He was freed from the restraints on his wrists and suffered severe blows. Almost at the same time, his whole body was flipped over and hit the gravel-strewn ground. His hands were pressed above his head, and his knee came down again and hit the same position on his abdomen.
Gong Qixian's body was arched up in pain, and his breathing was short. A sense of suffocation came over him. He pulled the hand that was clasping his neck like an eagle's talon. He couldn't say anything, he could only cry out in shock and anger. Staring at the person above him.
The handsome face showed a weak paleness, the lips were bloodless, and the eyes were deep and beautiful, dark gray like glass, as if they contained the entire icy universe containing countless lives, gentle and without a trace of emotion.
An unspeakable coldness spread from the bottom of his heart, and Gong Qixian almost didn't dare to resist.
But the man let go of him, straightened up, and silently walked a few steps toward the pool. She moved her fingers slightly and pulled out a purse out of thin air, which contained a seed called "Eternity."
Her eyebrows were almost pressed down, showing a solemnity that was about to come, and then the seed was thrown into the pool.
A sigh seemed to drain away all her strength, and she collapsed and became motionless.
Gong Qixian staggered back several meters, not caring to check the bruises on his body and staring at the person on the ground, for fear that she would get up again.
After a long time, Gong Qixian tentatively walked in, and the man's aura seemed to be stronger.
Gong Qixian hesitantly put his hand on her wrist. The previous scene did not happen. He was relieved unconsciously, but he was even more confused. Not to mention that his pulse was normal, but this person's Qi was so weak!
How could someone so weak suppress him to the point where he was unable to fight back?
Zhan Changfeng woke up, did not feel the danger, turned over and continued to sleep. The girl who had raised her hand to wipe her face fell silent and shouted uncertainly, "Are you awake?"
"Sleepy."
"...Then you have a good rest." The door closed.
When the wind picked up, Zhan Chang saw the setting sun. Its golden-orange light enveloped the Clivia on the windowsill warmly.
She was lost in thought, and she didn't know what she was remembering when she looked carefully. Someone was standing at the door, "Are you awake?"
"Yes." Zhan Changfeng looked back at Yu Sheng, "Did you fish me out?"
It seems that he is really awake this time. Yu Sheng made sure she was fine and then replied, "No, I heard that Gong Qixian brought you to Mingjing Pavilion. The gentlemen recognized you and asked me to help take care of you."
"What kind of trouble are you in?" Yu Sheng asked with concern. She still remembered that the man looked so wet and his hands were still covered in blood.
"It's okay." Zhan Changfeng stretched his waist, "I just accidentally fell into the pool under the waterfall."
Yu Sheng didn't get to the bottom of it, but was a little annoyed at how she didn't care at all. How could anyone treat their own life so lightly? However, she seemed to have no position to be annoyed, so she could only say, "You haven't eaten all day, come here first." Eat something.”
There was indeed the aroma of food wafting in from the door. Zhan Changfeng observed the simple but elegant furnishings in the house, "Is this your home?"
"Um."
"Thanks."
"You'd better talk to Gong Qixian about this." Yu Sheng remembered that she still didn't know who Gong Qixian was, and added, "It's the person who brought you back. Ask the piano fanatic in Zhulou."
"I will naturally thank him. This does not conflict with your thanking you."
Yu Sheng smiled and looked up to see her getting off the bed and taking off the quilt. He couldn't help joking, "I take good care of you, but you turn around and take off my quilt?"
"I've used it and it's not clean. I'll wash it for you."
Yu Sheng was speechless for a moment, "Put it down. How can a guest stay at the host's house and help wash the quilt?"
Zhan Changfeng said without looking back, "I'm used to it."
....What's the meaning.
Yu Sheng thought something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, so he simply didn't stop him. "Let's eat first. Do you still have the strength to wash your face?"
Zhan Changfeng remembered that she had finished eating the Bigu Pills and had no spiritual stones to buy, so she had to go back to her daily meal routine.
She folded the removed quilt neatly, put it aside, and went out with Yu Sheng.
