Chang Wenxin cried, but laughed uncontrollably. In the dark woods, bursts of laughter echoed back, making the atmosphere terrifying.
In the distance, the surviving tourists hiding in tree holes and cracks in the stones heard faint laughter. One by one thought there were ghosts on the island, so scared to move...
"Cool?"
Zhang Feng let go of Chang Wenxin, and sat down on the stone beside him, with a mocking smile on his face.
Seeing Chang Wenxin rolling in the mud and completely transformed into Miss Clay Figure, I felt at last at ease.
Who says men don’t hold grudges
"Cool... Cool fart... My lady... wants to eat your meat!"
Chang Wenxin got up and pointed at Zhang Feng to swear badly, but he laughed while cursing, showing no momentum at all. After speaking, he fell into the mud pit, very miserable.
"Ha, you still want to eat my meat, so you can enjoy it for a while." Zhang Feng was full of disdain, sitting on the rock watching the excitement.
It would be great if there was a cigarette, but unfortunately, the cigarette case was soaked in water long ago and he threw it away.
Ten minutes later, Chang Wenxin had no energy. Lying in the mud pit with muddy water on her face, panting, she had to laugh, making more out of breath and less air, like a fish thrown on the shore, dying.
"I... I surrender... Forgive me... Uncle!"
Weakly begging for mercy, her stretched legs still twitched, ridiculous and pitiful.
Zhang Feng couldn't help but laughed, and quickly straightened his face, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Chang, you must remember that the two behind us are hatred for many generations. Although we are friends, we are also enemies. Good thing you don’t do any more fooling around, otherwise it annoys me, I will fuck you!"
Chang Wenxin shuddered in her cold tone, and she couldn't figure out whether it was too cold in the mud or she was frightened.
"Well, I promise... giggle... Please don't make me laugh." Chang Wenxin begged for mercy again, vowing that she would never laugh again in her life.
The first time I found out, laughing too much was also terrible.
Zhang Feng hummed again, walked up to her, patted her on the shoulder a few times, and withdrew his anger.
Chang Wenxin let out a long sigh, lying in the mud pit without wanting to move her fingers, as if she had been ruined several times.
"Zhang Feng!"
"Not convinced yet?"
"Fufu, I mean to say..."
Chang Wenxin tried to sit up, looking down
When it comes to the expression, the tone is strange: "Are we really going to be enemies?"
Hearing this, Zhang Feng frowned and said in deep thought: "After leaving this island, we will be on separate sides and we will never see each other again. It doesn't matter if we are enemies or not!"
Chang Wenxin raised her head suddenly, with muddy faces, only seeing wide-open eyes with a little despair.
Zhang Feng turned away from her, feeling a little bit painful.
The word "friend" is too extravagant for Zhang Feng. In the past, there was no one, and then there was another Loyna, but the relationship became more complicated. On the cruise ship, Ryan was half of them, and when they arrived on the island, none Forget it.
Then, Chang Wenxin, Snake, Mike, they and Zhang Feng were friends of life and death. They thought they finally had friends, but...
The four belong to two rival sects, and there is no possibility of resolving the long-standing grudges. Friends, how can we continue
Zhang Feng is the sect master of the dark night gate, and the decision that should be made is necessary. This turning around is like cutting off the robe and breaking the righteousness, the friendship, and completely cutting off.
Chang Wenxin couldn't see where Zhang Feng was at all, but she seemed to be able to feel it, her eyes staring at the location of Zhang Feng blankly, gritted her teeth, "Bah!"
"Ok?"
Zhang Feng was stunned, the dead girl spit on my mouth
This was unbearable, and Huo Ran turned around.
I saw that Chang Wenxin sticks out her tongue more than a grimace, and the muddy face on her face is really ghostly.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Feng asked.
Chang Wenxin spit out her tongue and snorted proudly: "The enemy is the enemy, who is afraid of who, believe it or not, let my grandfather send a master to encircle you, the new master? A new master will be allowed to appear in the dark night gate at ease, and when you grow up, you will definitely be the enemy of the Profound Soul Sect!"
Zhang Feng was stunned that he didn't understand what the girl was trying to express. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Whatever!"
After speaking, he stretched out his big hand, took Chang Wenxin's small hand, and walked towards the depths of the woods.
"Hey, let go, we are the enemy, you are not allowed to hold my hand... It's impolite... Help..."
In the dark woods, there was another scream, and it spread vaguely, scaring the survivors into silence, hiding in the hiding place without daring to move.
Finally reached the edge of the pool, Zhang Feng looked up at the sky, still not seeing the moon
Bright, the sea breeze hits, and it seems to be raining again.
"One meter in front of you is a pool of water, the depth of which is about your knees, and there is a lot of grass under the water. Be careful yourself. I will wait for you in the distance.
I'm leaving after talking.
"Wait!"
Chang Wenxin grabbed his arm and hurriedly shouted: "It's a black light, how do you let this lady clean her body, and she has to wash her pants!"
"Do you want me to wash it for you?" Zhang Feng said twice.
Chang Wenxin said that she is also a beauty, helping a beauty to take a bath, or an enemy, Zhang Feng doesn't mind staring at her to help.
"Who said you want you to wash me!" Chang Wenxin exclaimed anxiously, "I'm afraid I won't be able to see it, let you make a fire for me to use for lighting!"
"Huh, you are so beautiful!"
Zhang Feng sneered, took off his little hand holding his arm, and walked into the woods as soon as he flashed.
Chang Wenxin was anxious and couldn't see anything, like a blind man, how would she take a bath, let alone, she was worried about ghosts.
Let Zhang Feng light a fire, but also for courage.
"Hey, Zhang Feng, you come back to me!"
There was a scream, but there was no response.
Chang Wenxin was anxious and squatted on the ground and started crying, all the words in her mouth were cursing Zhang Feng.
Only then did she realize that Zhang Feng is so important to herself...
After crying for a long time, but not seeing Zhang Feng coming back to comfort her, she became more and more desperate.
"Cry to death, forget it, I'll worry about it!"
Zhang Feng's voice came next to him, and Chang Wenxin's complaint immediately disappeared. She stood up, only to find that there was a fire.
Taking a closer look, Zhang Feng squatted beside the pool with a torch in his hand and a pile of firewood on the ground. He was lighting the fire...
"Zhang Feng, you..."
"Don't thank me, we are enemies!"
Zhang Feng stood up, without looking back, seeing the fire lit up, he stepped into the woods again.
Chang Wenxin watched his back disappear in a daze, walked to the side of the fire, squatted down and saw that the firewood was all dry. I don't know where Zhang Feng got the dry firewood.
With the light, the inexplicable heart is at ease.
She let out a sigh and whispered: "Uncle is still quite considerate."
Then, she jumped into the puddle, first washed off the muddy water on her body, then took off her pants and washed her body...
(End of this chapter)