Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

In the following time, the two people did have a good discussion about Yan Feng's problem.

Shi Muyun asked him if he wanted to contact people freely.

Yan Feng's answer is that it doesn't matter.

This is not a lie.

He really doesn't care whether he has contact with other people or not.

Originally, the bluebird was not a gregarious animal. It usually liked to stick to its owner. Even friendships and other relationships were troublesome and it was too lazy to make friends.

Even though he has changed his identity now, in the final analysis, his soul has not changed.

Still the same little bird.

Of course the habits will not change.

He told Shi Muyun his thoughts honestly, and then he found that Shi Muyun responded with a sigh of relief.

He held Yan Feng in his arms and rubbed him well.

He came to a conclusion and said: "Since Yan Yan has no idea of ​​​​contacting and communicating with other people, our thoughts are exactly the same. So after today, I will take you away from here to a more secluded place where only the two of us are. Isn’t it good to live in your own place?”

This will prevent those in the world of cultivation from being entangled.

You can also avoid those kind-hearted mothers-in-law in the village introducing partners.

Shi Muyun felt that it was settled once and for all.

He doesn't need anything else in his life anyway.

Just having Yan Feng is enough.

He thought that his sword spirit had the same idea as him and would be happy to agree to his proposal.

Unexpectedly, after hearing such remarks from him, Yan Feng tugged at his sleeves. He muttered a question and said, "If I go to such a remote place, can I still eat delicious food?"

Shi Muyun laughed dumbly.

This little sword spirit's greedy habit will never get rid of him.

But it’s okay not to change it.

He likes Yan Feng's coquettish and coquettish appearance.

So he gently pinched the tip of the other person's nose, and Shi Muyun replied: "If you act like a spoiled child with me, no matter what you want to eat, I will buy it for you."

Upon hearing this, Yan Feng felt relieved.

The little Jiaoniao is best at acting like a baby.

As long as it ensures that he is well fed, drunk, and happy, he doesn't care at all even if the environment is dangerous in the mountains and old forests.

After receiving his response, Shi Muyun naturally started to implement it.

Once you have experienced moving once, it will become much easier the second time.

So he came to the conclusion that night. At dusk the next day, Shi Muyun had already taken his luggage and sword and quietly left the hut where they had lived for several months.

The next target location is deep in the mountains.

It should be said that they were lucky. In that inaccessible valley, they actually found a shabby hut.

Although there is no way to live there for a long time, it is much easier to reinforce and build a new house according to the shape of the hut than to start from scratch.

No effort was needed from Yan Feng. Whether it was finding materials or rebuilding the house, Shi Muyun completed it all by himself.

What Yan Feng needs to do is to stay with him. Most of the time, he will exercise with him and occasionally act coquettishly towards him. Shi Muyun will always be in a good mood and be very happy in whatever he does.

By the time the house is rebuilt, everything is on track. The two people lived the secluded life they wanted in this valley.

The surrounding mountains were surrounded by Shi Muyun. Anyone who was not as strong as him would get lost in the mountains. Therefore, even if those cultivators are intentional, they cannot spy on their direction.

Decades passed in the blink of an eye.

Their existence has almost been forgotten by the cultivation world.

There are indeed other troubles in the world of cultivation. Judging from the rumors outside, it can almost be regarded as a catastrophe.

"It means that there is a demon cultivator who is killing people in the world of cultivation. No one can control him. Basically, whoever encounters him will die."

When Shi Muyun returned from buying ingredients from the mountain, he told Yan Feng the rumors he had heard.

Yan Feng sat on the bed with his legs crossed, looking indifferent, and asked Shi Muyun, "Then are you going to save the world of cultivation?"

"Why save?"

Shi Muyun shook his head and said, "They did that to me back then, and now that I haven't added insult to injury, it's already great. If I still want to take the initiative to save them, how cheap would I have to be?"

That's good.

Yan Feng kept laughing as he listened.

Shi Muyun paused for a moment, then sighed quietly: "Whether it is prosperity or decline, in the final analysis, it is fate. The fate of others has nothing to do with me. I only care about my own fate."

Yan Feng asked him: "Then do you see your destiny clearly?"

"I've seen it clearly a long time ago," Shi Muyun nodded.

His destiny is his sword.

He lives for the sword.

That's it.

The lifespan of a cultivator is much longer than that of ordinary people, but because Shi Muyun stopped practicing after meeting Yan Feng, although his lifespan is long, it only lasts to more than 200 years old.

But he really looked down on life and death.

So much so that when he was about to leave, he really didn't act like he was inseparable.

He just cooked a bowl of wontons for Yan Feng and let him finish it, and then he took Yan Feng with him to the depths of the mountains.

The appearance of the cultivator remains unchanged.

He still looked as gentle and cold as when we first met him.

Yan Feng was still hung up on him as always, asking him loudly: "Shi Muyun, where are you taking me?"

"To our new home."

Shi Muyun replied like this.

When he first heard this answer, Yan Feng was still a little confused.

The two of them have been almost inseparable over the years. Unless he couldn't get up due to excessive exercise, Shi Muyun would take the initiative to go down the mountain to buy him some food and drink to make him happy.

But this amount of time only adds up to a few hours.

It’s simply impossible to use this time to prepare a new home secretly, right?

It would be impossible to build another house now.

Because birds can see destiny.

Today is Shi Muyun's last day.

I want to build a house, but I still don’t have enough time.

With doubts in his heart, Xiaoniao asked.

It's a pity that Shi Muyun didn't give him an answer, but just followed the route he had thought of and moved forward step by step.

This went on for more than half an hour.

When Shi Muyun finally stopped, Yan Feng also looked over.

This place is the deepest part of the valley.

And at the very center, at some point, there was a huge pothole.

Yan Feng instantly understood what Shi Muyun meant.

Shi Muyun also held his hand, his tone was gentle, but what he said was full of possessiveness that made people frightened.

He said: "Yan Yan, you and I are husband and wife, that means we live in the same quilt and die in the same hole. I took a long time to choose the location of this new home. What do you think, Yan Yan?"