"Don't go too far. It's getting more and more terrible in the forest." Someone whispered in the line.

They were more or less lucky that they didn't get hurt.

"What did you dream about just now?"

"Don't mention it! What is there to say about this kind of thing? It's just a dreamland woven by dream weavers! "

"Eh, no, it can't be woven without living experience."

"You're not finished. It's time to patrol. I don't think we can go on with this training. It's a disappointment!"

"If it can't go on, it can't go on! This floating forest is so strange. I dare not stay. Anyway, we will not be mercenaries or floating forest! "

"It's a dead end!"

......

Huang Beiyue listened to these people and was upset. She was at the end of the line. Now she slowed down, fell behind quietly and turned to another direction.

Seeing that she was not happy, the little red gold sage tiger was also in a low mood. He rubbed her hand and made a tender voice, as if he was flattering her.

Yubeiyue looked down at him and said, "if you are hungry, go to find something to eat."

Finish saying, put the red golden sage tiger on the ground, pat his ass, let him find some food nearby.

The little red golden sage tiger ran two steps on the ground, turned around and ran back again, staying by her side.

"Don't look for food. I'm hungry for a while. I don't care about you." She is in a depressed mood. How can she play with him?

"He's only one day old and can't find his own food." The warm voice sounded like a fountain.

The spirit of the little red gold sage tiger was refreshed, and he suddenly stood up happily, and ran to the back. The wind even bent down to pick him up, took a piece of meat from the ring and gave him. Looking at his eating with interest, he said with a smile, "it seems that you haven't named him yet. How can you call him later?"

Huang Beiyue stands up from the ground, turns around slowly, looks at him coldly: "what are you doing with him?"

"It's not safe to see you alone." He said truthfully, "I know you are in a bad mood, but you can't joke about your life. There are many dangers in the floating forest."

"Wind even wings, you always so hypocritical, pretentious?" After listening to his words, Huang Beiyue's face was even colder. He said with sarcasm, "I've been wearing the mask for a long time. Aren't you afraid I can't take it off?"

The wind even wing slightly a Zheng, way: "I have no false meaning to you."

"You have enough leave! Don't talk in front of me! " As soon as the voice of yubeiyue was cold and the figure flickered, he was in front of fenglianyi in an instant and got out with a fist!

Huo Huo's fist has not yet been hit on him, so he brings a burst of pressure on his face. The wind even flies to the side and quickly puts the little red golden sage tiger on the ground. Only then can he lift his hand and live in the fierce fist of Huang Beiyue!

"Why don't you believe me?" His voice is also cold, mixed with a kind of distrusted anger and fret!

"Hum! Believe you? Then tell me, what's the matter with the dream weaver? Do you dare to explain? " Yubeiyue is also not willing to show weakness. He is strong, and she will not be weaker than him!

The two men fought against each other without using their energy in the dark forest.

One fist, one palm, no compromise!

The little red golden sage tiger is watching, leaning his head and looking at Huang Beiyue and Feng Lianyi.