Chapter 190: No Movement
Hearing the invitation of the end of the wind, Liu Ye hesitated, in fact, he didn't want to come to the Extreme Wind Pavilion.
However, the gentian stone was nowhere to be found, and the Extreme Wind Pavilion would definitely not sit idly by, so he wanted to cooperate this time.
At the moment, the end of the wind took them away.
Of course, Zhao Feng, who was an eyewitness, was also brought along, along with Han Bingche and Lu Ying'er, as well as the main body of the Extreme Wind Pavilion, Toru Kazama.
They came to the main hall at the summit of the Polar Wind Pavilion, and sat down one by one.
Feng Mo Tian and Pavilion Master Toru Kazama sat in the first seat, and Zhao Feng and the four of them sat facing each other.
The next thing to discuss is naturally to find the fist-sized gentian stone.
However, distribution has become a problem again.
Toru Kazama and Kazedoema have already learned what happened from Long Fei and them, and if they follow the contribution, the Extreme Wind Pavilion will have to take at least eighty percent.
However, Liu Ye naturally stopped doing it, saying that for this gentian stone, a disciple of Wujun died, that is, Li Yansheng.
Although Li Yansheng was at fault first, in the final analysis, it was given by Zhao Feng, and their Shenyue Sect was also considered to have lost their lives, and the gentian stone was going to be divided equally!
The two sides quarreled.
Zhao Feng and Han Bingche whispered helplessly.
Lu Ying'er closed her eyes and didn't say anything.
They argued for more than ten minutes before they stopped, and the intensity was so great that Zhao Feng thought they were going to do it.
In the end, they decided to look for the gentian stone together, and the distribution was sixty percent for the Extreme Wind Pavilion and forty percent for the Divine Moon Sect.
After that, Liu Ye and Lu Ying'er stayed in the Extreme Wind Pavilion.
Zhao Feng, on the other hand, went back to his yard to rest.
At this time, he also knew very well that the gentian stone could not be swallowed alone.
But if he did, he would definitely come.
After all, Zhao Feng is a refiner, even if he doesn't build the Emperor Blade, when he mixes a little gentian stone when building the Demon Blade, the strength of the weapon will be higher than normal.
Of course, Zhao Feng most wanted to exchange them for martial soul points and furious points!
Although Yuan Jing cannot be exchanged in large quantities at one time, the cultivation resources outside of Yuan Jing can be exchanged for points at one time.
And with the improvement of Zhao Feng's realm, Yuan Jing can be exchanged for a maximum of 100 million system points at a time, saving a lot of time.
Anyway, let's find that gentian stone first.
This time, Zhao Feng left, and it was more than twenty days.
In the past twenty days, Han Bingche was actually promoted to an eight-star general, which made him very surprised.
Listening to Han Bingche's words, not only has her martial arts realm improved a lot, but the martial arts realm of many disciples of the Extreme Wind Pavilion has been greatly improved, and the Taishang Elder Feng Doom and the sect leader Feng Jian Toru have also broken through to the Martial Monarch!
"Bing Che, you have just broken through, why did you break through again?
After returning to the courtyard, Zhao Feng asked.
"I don't know if it's because of that exercise, but I practiced so fast because I was with my brother. This is something we only recently discovered, as long as the two of us practice the same exercise in the same room, the speed will increase, and besides, his whole body will be hot, and my whole body will be frosty......"
Han Bingche explained.
"One fever and one chills?"
Zhao Feng muttered, and said secretly in his heart: I'll rub it, shouldn't they be some kind of yin and yang, water and fire and other physiques?
Whether it's or not, it's definitely a good thing for the brother and sister of Han Bingche and Han Shengjue.
"Okay, let's go rest, we have to set off to the Divine Moon Sect together tomorrow. β
Zhao Feng yawned, he hadn't slept well in the past few days.
After Han Bingche hesitated for a moment, he said in a subtle voice, "Hmm, I'll accompany you, right?"
"What?"
Zhao Feng felt that he had heard it wrong, so sleep with me?
It's true?
"Haha, it looks like you're ready for it. β
Zhao Feng shook his eyebrows obscenely and laughed.
"Crazy thoughts, just together, don't think about anything else. β
Han Bingche blushed and said coquettishly.
"That's fine!"
Zhao Feng readily agreed, then picked up Han Bingche by the waist and rushed to his room.
I can't do anything else, but I'm lying on the same bed together, aren't we?
Han Bingche lay down sideways, facing Zhao Feng, and did not forget to remind: "Don't move." β
Zhao Feng pretended not to hear, stretched out one hand to Han Bingche's back and pulled her into his arms, put the other hand around her waist, and said, "Don't move, just sleep like this." β
"Hmm. β
Han Bingche saw that Zhao Feng's hand was quite honest, and he didn't care much about it.
Actually, Zhao Feng understood that the reason why Han Bingche took the initiative to post it today was probably because of Lu Yinger.
......
Yesterday, the main stream of the Shenyue Sect came to the Extreme Wind Pavilion as a guest, which attracted the attention of many people.
On the same day, after discussing with Liu Ye, Feng Motian ordered to go down and notify every general's disciples and elders.
If you add up all the martial arts and powerhouses in the Extreme Wind Pavilion, there are more than sixty people.
Although it is a little less than that of the Divine Moon Sect, this is also very good.
The next day, these disciples and elders got up early and waited at the designated place.
It's the first time they've seen such a large-scale group event.
Zhao Feng, who hadn't closed his eyes many times in a few days, woke up.
After he woke up, Zhao Feng found that his right hand was numb, and his left hand was stretched into a place, not his crotch, but in his cold shirt.
"I wiped, and before I knew it, I reached in, and I lost a lot!"
Zhao Feng hurriedly glanced at it and found that the beauty in his arms was still asleep, so he quietly stretched out his hand.
But the next moment, the beauty suddenly opened her eyes and raised her head to meet his eyes.
"You scoundrel, you are so dishonest when you sleep at night!"
Han Bingche's face was slightly red, pretending to be angry.
"You can't blame me for this, who let you be tempted here?"
Zhao Feng rubbed her head dotingly, and gently touched her rosy lips a little.
Han Bingche sat up directly, stretched comfortably, and began to take care of his clothes and hair.
Zhao Feng lay quietly, and a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind: look at Chengling horizontally and look at Chengfeng on the side.
High, really high!
"Look, get up, someone knocked on the door just now. β
Han Bingche said as he tidied up.
"I haven't seen you for so long, and you won't let me take a few more looks. β
Zhao Feng muttered and got up.
They began to wash, and when the two of them were ready, someone came knocking on the door.
Han Bingche opened the door and looked at it, and there was a hint of hostility in his eyes, but he still smiled on the surface: "It turned out to be you." β
Zhao Feng, who was sitting in the courtyard, turned his head and found that it was his ex-fiancΓ©e Lu Ying'er.
"Are you ready?"
Lu Ying'er looked at the two.
Zhao Feng stood up and said in surprise: "I said Miss Ying'er, this place seems to be the Extreme Wind Pavilion, how do you feel that you are the master?"
"Cut the, and go when you're ready. β
Lu Ying'er's face changed suddenly.
Zhao Feng blinked, thinking that this girl must have been angry because Zhao Feng teased her before.