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Uh, just one sentence, it made Fu Zixin's heart itch. She really wanted to anger Feng Yi to see how strong she was when she exploded.

However, thinking it was not appropriate to disturb his cultivation, he still restrained himself, jumped up, and walked to another place far away from the mining pit.

Looking at Fu Zixin's leaving figure, Feng Yi could not help but shake her head.

If what he said was true, then he was a rare young man with brains and perseverance. He did not make a fuss, did not blindly worship the wealth of nothingness, and did not crazily pursue limitless power.

To be honest, there weren't many of these people left now. It was quite a sight to behold.

However, she alone could not become a savior. Therefore, she ate all the food and cleaned up. She went back to gather firewood for her cultivation.

Zhen Mingshi sat down at the side, he did not know whether to nap or sleep, as he was an immortal, Feng Yi did not understand, and was too lazy to bother about him.

A large fire was quickly ignited, lighting up this corner of the pit. However, the darkness in this corner only grew brighter.

In the darkness, Fu Zixin sat cross-legged and cultivated for a long time, but the results were minimal.

For some reason, his mind was haunted by that round, fair face and the calmness and wisdom in her eyes that clearly did not match her age.

That kind of profoundness was the indifference beyond the profoundness. It was as tranquil as water when returning to its original state. It was calm when facing danger and had its unique skills …

There was something about her that attracted others.

If he could become friends with her, it might be a good choice.

The night was gradually burnt by the unceasingly swaying flames. In the end, all that was left was a thick black color akin to ink. That was the essence of the night.

There was an essence of energy, and there was a Demonic Core for magical beasts. The essence of the night was that moment when the sun was about to rise, it was so pure that it would make people worship it.

However, the fire was still shaking. It was trying its best to burn the night sky into ashes!

Fire was the most fanatical of objects. Regardless of whether it was soft or hard, white or black, everything could be burned!

"Hu hu!" "Hu!"

The wind whizzed through the fist and the flames swayed. It seemed as if the flame was getting hotter and hotter!

That kind of power that could send a 23-year-old fist flying...

The power that was able to send a twenty-three percent flying actually couldn't be extinguished by a fire that was even weaker than a twenty-three percent was truly a bit annoying!

Sweat trickled down his face, and his small face seemed to have become an abstract oil painting. A groove had been carved into it, and his face was a little bit blackened and greyish black, with a little bit of redness on it.

In the middle of the abstract faction's "Little Fire Man" was a pair of pitch-black eyes that emitted a crystalline radiance, as if absorbing the darkness of the night into them, and transforming them into her pure fate soul s that were enticing to fall into.

The new clothes that he just bought had already become a fishnet, which was burning through bit by bit, his arms and legs and other places that were not protected by armor, even his tender flesh had been burnt.

"You're too impatient!"

After reading for an entire night, the three thin words that Zhen Mingshi had said to the little girl burned her entire night's worth of hard work to ashes.

"Hu!"

Feng Yi's entire person twisted into a seven star shape, like a crane staring at the sky, she firmly threw a punch out, as if she was going to push the fire into the darkness and let the darkness devour it.

In one night, she had barely made any progress on her control of the fire, except that she could occasionally reduce the intensity of the fire before she was done for.

As for keeping the fire going, it was not as easy as looking at a bellows.

"Hu!"

The flames were so strong that they were almost pushed down, becoming ten degrees or so away from the opposite side.

He looked like he was about to fall to the ground. After a while, he would stand up stubbornly like an unyielding old man, making people angry.

Feng Yi looked at it, twisted its slender waist, and kicked with her leg to the side.

"Huff!"

The strong wind from his leg pressed forward like a wall. The flame could not withstand it any longer. Finally, it became weaker. It became weaker, it became weaker, it became weaker …

The first rays of dawn pierced through the darkness of the night and descended upon the land.

The flame seemed to have completed its mission, and completely refined all the night. Under Feng Yi's final punch that went all out, it swayed, and then went out …

The ashes on the ground formed a small pile of ashes. On top of the pile, there were a few firewood that had yet to be burnt. It was so dark that smoke was coming out. It was ready to combust …

The scorching heat caused the entire mine pit to be warmer than the rest, dispersing the cold in the morning breeze.

Looking at the extinguished fire, Feng Yi was almost completely exhausted. She sat on the ground and quickly entered a state of cultivation.

Compared to the night before, when she had to cultivate and recover from time to time, tonight was the third time. It could be seen how fast her progress had been.

Although last night was after a big battle, the consumption was too great, so it was more likely that it needed to be recovered.

But today, the Crane Fist had been fought smoothly, and the Seven Star Fist had slowly found the way to strength and soul, these were all progress.

The night was not wasted.

Although he said what the little girl said, in the end, Zhen Mingshi did not say anything. He only scanned his surroundings vigilantly, and in the end, stopped at another corner of the pit for a moment.

"Bro, the mushrooms that I found, I grilled them and ate them. They smell really good."

When the sun shined down here, Fu Zixin was carrying a pair of green dragon hammers on her back. In her embrace, she was holding a bunch of mushrooms the size of her palm, and on top of them, there was a crystal clear and glistening fragrance.

Feng Yi exited her cultivation state and stretched lazily. Her entire body was filled with energy and she was feeling very comfortable. She punched towards Fu Zixin's face!

Fu Zixin's feet pushed off the ground and she retreated two steps. Her waist moved swiftly backwards as she dodged a punch, and then kicked fiercely towards Feng Yi's shoulder!

Feng Yi's eyes flashed, she almost did not get up, and still remained crossed legged, and bounced back by one foot, both her hands forming claws, aiming for his ankles!

Fu Zixin threw the mushroom into Feng Yi's embrace, flipped her body over, and shouted:

"Zheng!" "It's connected!"

Uh, what a big bowl of mushrooms!

Feng Yi immediately turned her grasp into a palm and quickly caught all the mushrooms, placing them by her side as she chuckled:

"What a nimble movement technique. He even carries a pair of hammers on his back."

Fu Zixin planted her foot firmly on the ground, raised her thick eyebrows and snorted:

"Compared to my movement technique, you're much more agile. After eating breakfast, we can have a good fight. If not, my hands will feel itchy."

shrugged her shoulders, her small mouth pouting as she ignored him.

His men quickly started a fire and began to roast the mushrooms …

Feng Yi took the condiments offered by Zhen Mingshi and sprinkled a few of them on top. In a while, she could smell the fragrance of the mushrooms and it became even fresher and more delicious, making him drool over it.

Zhen Mingshi couldn't help but lean forward, look at Feng Yi, roll her eyes, and casually say:

"If it wasn't for the life-and-death battle, it would be very difficult to determine the victor.

"Since you all don't want to kill me, why don't you choose one of them or set a rule. You can just say what you want to say."

Uh, Feng Yi hurriedly nodded her head. This was a good idea, she just needed to play a few rounds.

Honestly speaking, to be able to exchange blows with a 5-Star Warrior, just so happened to be able to test out her current true combat strength, was something that was quite worth looking forward to.

However, if he really wanted to make a move and had to determine which side was stronger, then he would fall into the lower tier.

Everyone knew that life and death battles sometimes had little to do with one's strength.

What he liked was to fight to the death in order to be able to win. With the rules and restrictions, it was like fighting in the arena, what was the point of that?

Or a target for each person to shoot ten arrows to see who would shoot accurately?

This was something only playboy could do. It was impossible to enter the real life and death arena.

Feng Yi threw a mushroom at him and said with a shallow smile:

"Picking a rule or a rule doesn't mean you can't get it. It just depends on what your 'addiction' is.

Why don't I just stand there and let you have two hammers? "

Fu Zixin looked at Feng Yi with interest for a moment. Then, her eyes flashed with a hint of gloom as she said viciously:

"That's not necessary, I'm not my big brother. I'm so interested in killing people.

I saw that you trained in boxing for an entire night, and I coincidentally learned a set as well, so why don't we try it?

My strength is strong and steady, your agility is fast, and you'll be able to see through me with a single punch.

However, I have a request. Regardless of victory or defeat, you must make friends with me or become sworn brothers with me. You can choose. "

Uh, is there a requirement for making friends?

Can you even force them to become sworn brothers with you?

All those years ago, he insisted on becoming sworn brothers with Wang Zhande, and in the end, he even insisted on getting married to him.