Many things make some people happy, but also make some people very unhappy.

For example, the current twilight is not harmonious.

He was standing outside the "Trace of the Demon Heart", looking motionless at the dark and boundless sky, on his handsome face, although his expression was still very indifferent, but his shaky eyes showed that his heart was no longer at peace.

After a long time, he exhaled deeply, and then the corners of his mouth curled, and he laughed softly.

I don't know if I'm laughing at others, or if I'm laughing at myself.

After laughing a few times, he ** his slightly thin palm and sighed lightly: "It's a pity...... It took so much effort to prepare such a good move......"

Then he smiled bitterly again, shook his head and said to himself: "Hey...... I'm afraid that this time Taishang is going to make a big fuss again...... It's nerve-wracking......"

"I don't owe it...... I don't owe ......"

He muttered the name of Feng Buyao, and there were doubts, surprises, and a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"What a funny boy......"

He stood for a long time before he waved his sleeves and turned around and walked away in the air......

In the middle of the night, the rain of the "Traces of the Demon Heart" finally stopped, leaving only the cold wind and a muddy earth.

After that fierce scuffle, the "Traces of the Demon Heart" did not calm down for long, and the participating disciples who had eased up began to fight like fire and water again.

After all, this is the last night of the knockout round, if you want to enter the competition, be on the "hidden dragon list", and become famous all over the world, you can only do everything to compete for more "blood beads".

But although the "Traces of the Demon Heart" were lively in all directions, the place where the "Ten Thousand Thunders" were stationed was laughter and peace.

The roaring bonfire brought warm heat, and people sat around the fire in groups, eating barbecue and drinking wine, talking and laughing loudly, and celebrating with all their fears, as if they had forgotten that they were still in this vicious "trace of the devil's heart".

Even the invincible "extermination of the feudal people" and the siege of more than 1,000 people could not defeat them, and now who has the courage to fight them in this "trace of the demon heart".

Everyone has been suppressed for too long in this fierce knockout match, and at this time they are finally released, so there is no reason not to have fun.

In a corner to the east of the bustling camp, there was silence and no sound around a tent.

There was a small bonfire lit in the tent, and Feng Buqian was lying next to him and sleeping very sweetly.

He had been fighting almost all day during the day, and several great battles had long since exhausted all his strength.

At this time, the sequelae of using the "Huawuyuan Hand" had made him so weak that it was difficult to open his eyelids, but as soon as he lay down, he slept like a dead pig, and he couldn't wake up no matter how he shouted, and everyone was speechless.

Beside him, a thin figure was sitting.

The red-dressed-red-haired is the county lord of Feiyan who has woken up.

The rest of the people were celebrated by Surella, and only she had to stay.

Looking at the sleeping Feng Buyao, the little girl stared at her big shining eyes without blinking, her little nose inhaled, and there were bursts of small crackling sounds in the quiet tent.

"The ...... of the Smelly Thief"

After a long time, she muttered, and then slowly raised a jade hand and gently placed it on Feng Buyao's slightly cold hand.

But her hand was too small, and she wanted to hold it tightly, but she could only hold half of it. But she still tried her best, as if she wanted to give him all the scorching temperature in her hands without reservation.

She looked at the face of Feng Buying, and under the firelight, the angular face was even more beautiful.

She felt a pain in her heart, her willow eyebrows raised slightly, she didn't know whether she wanted to laugh or cry, but she sighed softly for a long time: "I'm about to die of scare......"

Gently brushing his slender fingers over Feng Buyao's palm, the Feiyan County Lord said as if whispering, "I remember when I was a child...... The moment my mother died, everyone present cried...... Only my father didn't shed tears, but suddenly seemed to go crazy...... Standing next to his mother's corpse and unwilling to leave, he is usually generous and merciful to everyone, as long as anyone dares to mention the fact that his mother is no longer there, he will yell at anyone, especially fierce. It's particularly scary. ”

"It was the only time I've seen my father lose his mind. I was stupefied, I remember it very deeply...... I can't understand why my father was ...... like that."

She looked up and sighed faintly.

"Today I finally experienced the feeling of my father at that time......

"If you're gone, I'll be crazy......

After saying this, the county lord of Feiyan couldn't help but blush, scolded himself lightly, lowered his head and smiled at Feng Buyi, who was still asleep...... What are you doing when you're awake, you're going to laugh at my ......"

"Our sons and daughters...... It shouldn't be a child's affection, right? ”

After finishing speaking, she raised her face, tried to squeeze out a smile, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay." Don't say stupid things anymore. You can't hear ...... either."

But she didn't see that the moment she raised her face, Feng Buyao's eyebrows trembled slightly, but she regained her calm in an instant......

On the second day, a few days after the start of the "Battle of the Heavens", the "Traces of the Demon Heart" finally saw the still bright sun.

The long night is over, and the "knockout round" is nearing its end.

When there was still more than an hour before noon, Xiao Dark Mountain's serious voice suddenly sounded above the "Traces of the Demon Heart".

"The knockout rounds are coming to an end. The participating disciples who are still in the arena should return to the assembly place where the competition started before noon. Hand in your 'blood beads'. Expiration does not wait. ”

The sound was like thunder, spreading throughout the entire "Traces of the Demon Heart".

Even Feng Buyao, who was still asleep, was woken up.

He sat up, wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, smacking his lips without finishing his words, and then got up and walked out of the dark tent.

As soon as he came outside, he found that it was already morning, and the camp of the "Ten Thousand Thunder Crowd" was in an uproar, and when he heard what His Holiness said, everyone was packing up their things with joy and couldn't wait to leave this place.

Looking up, not far away, the people of Feiyan County Lord leading the "Dongzhou First Day Group" were walking towards him.

Seeing that Feng Buqian had already woken up, the county lord of Feiyan pursed his lips, and Lao Yuan shouted with a smile: "Oops." Not bad. Quite conscious. Originally, looking at the way you slept, I thought that if I didn't wake you up, you would be able to sleep to death. ”

Feng Buqian lowered his head and smiled, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look directly at the Feiyan County Lord.

The county lord of Feiyan didn't notice anything unusual, but laughed with everyone again, and then flew towards the "Trace of the Demon Heart" with the "Ten Thousand Thunder People".