The strong wind roared past them. Zhao Kui stabilized his body and stopped moving forward. Jiang Shanghua also stopped moving forward. The two of them were suspended in the strong wind, allowing the energy of the strong wind to follow the wind arrow and penetrate their bodies.

This feeling is very similar to the previous two exercises. When the energy penetrates, the body can feel a faint burning sensation, causing a numb and itchy feeling in the body.

On this day, they stopped moving forward and carefully experienced the changes tempered by the wind and arrows.

The four of them didn't have lunch either. They stopped at the wind tunnel in the evening and Zhao Kui and Jiang Shanghua returned to the wind tunnel. They were exhausted and looked haggard.

Huo Yanjun took Jiang Shanghua's pulse and checked the body's meridians with concern.

"If you have some special skills, it shouldn't be a serious problem, right?" Ou Yan also stood next to Jiang Shanghua and asked.

Jiang Shanghua frowned and said, "It's okay."

The two women unconsciously ignored Zhao Kui. Zhao Kui sat alone at the entrance of the wind tunnel, slowly exercising his energy to regulate his inner energy. His body was shrouded in brown martial soul light, and his true energy slowly circulated, flowing from him.

It flows into the large points on the chest and back, and spits out from the mouth and nose.

Huo Yanjun said: "Well, you can adjust your luck quickly."

Jiang Shanghua started to practice the cultivation technique, and his whole body was glowing with a green light. However, the zhenqi did not alternate between the inside and outside, but the zhenqi outside the body slowly flowed with the kung fu inside the body, and rhythmically contracted and expanded outside the body.

Ou Yan looked at the two people's skills and murmured: "Zhao Kui's skills are quite authentic, no less powerful than the sixth-level martial arts. No wonder Tian Shura values ​​him so much."

Zhao Kui was immersed in cultivation and did not pay attention to Ou Yan's words.

Huo Yanjun also looked carefully at Zhao Kui's skills. A cloud of doubt gradually appeared in her eyes, as if she remembered something.

The two of them practiced their skills for two hours. The sun had already set in the west and it was late at night.

Huo Yanjun cooked a pot of rice with the remaining white rice, and cooked the remaining fish and vegetables. After the four people had a hurried dinner, they were all exhausted.

When I woke up the next morning, there was no food. The two flying dragons on the top of the mountain were also howling and crying, unable to bear the hunger. Zhao Kui said: "Let's go find some food first."

Jiang Shanghua flew away from the wind tunnel with him. Zhao Kui went fishing, but Jiang Shanghua went to the village to find food.

After a night's rest, Jiang Shanghua recovered, but he was unbearably hungry. He flew near the small village and landed directly in front of the old man's house.

The old man's house is still twenty feet away from other houses in the village, and it is hidden among the trees.

He saw Jiang Shanghua fall into the yard, squinted his eyes and said, "Sir, I found a few more kilograms of rice and a bundle of dried bamboo shoots. Take them."

Jiang Shanghua took the rice bag and vegetables, but there was also a package wrapped in rough paper. When he opened it, he saw that it was pickled black olives.

"These olives are made by the little fairy over there. Take them and try them. They taste great." The old man explained with a smile.

"Oh." Jiang Shanghua put away the black olives, and the slim figure of the little fox girl floated in his mind again. He seemed to smell her fragrance again, and blood suddenly surged to his forehead.

He suppressed his blood forcefully, and the desire in his heart was uncomfortable.

He took the rice bag with him, but did not dare to stop and hurriedly flew back to the wind tunnel. Zhao Kui also caught a few three-foot-long fish and came back, carrying two up to feed the flying dragon.

Jiang Shanghua cooked another pot of fish porridge as usual, and the four of them drank the porridge each.

Ou Yan suddenly said: "Hey, what does it taste like? It's salty and fragrant."

Only then did Jiang Shanghua remember the pack of black olives. He took the olives out from under the vegetables and spread them on the ground. Ou Yan smiled and said: "Wow, this is what I like. I used to eat this often on Imperial Island. Drink porridge.

It’s best when served with rice.”

Because it belonged to the little fox girl, Jiang Shanghua was a little nervous and said nothing. The other three people all picked up a black olive and took a bite, and they all praised it.

"This is a gift from an old man at the entrance of the village." Jiang Shanghua smiled unnaturally and took one. Taking a bite, the aroma of olives immediately filled the mouth, and the salty taste made the aroma even more

mellow.

It really tastes good.

While Jiang Shanghua was chewing olives and drinking porridge, he couldn't help but think of the little fox girl. But he didn't dare to speak, and his heart was indeed no longer stable. He kept thinking about it, and kept thinking of this beautiful woman in his heart. But with the princess beside him,

The longing for this little fox girl can only be buried deep in my heart.

After finishing the porridge, the four of them started to move separately. Huo Yanjun and Ou Yan started the wind field, while Jiang Shanghua and Zhao Kui went to the entrance of the valley and slowly entered the wind field.

After two days of wind field activation, all the grass that had just grown in the valley had been swept away by the strong wind. A patch of yellow sand had returned to the valley.

When the wind arrows in the wind field stabilized, Zhao Kui and Jiang Shanghua practiced their skills again and flew into the valley. Since yesterday's practice was all normal, Zhao Kui slowly flew forward and stopped when they were two miles away from the wind tunnel.

Body shape.

The wind here is already quite strong. You need to use your skills to stabilize your body and mind, otherwise you will be blown towards the wind tunnel by the strong wind. The energy of the wind arrow also penetrates the two people's bodies more strongly, and the burning feeling in the body is even stronger.

.It’s just because they got used to it yesterday, they continued to use their power to protect themselves, and persisted in enduring it, and they could barely bear it.

By the afternoon, Jiang Shanghua was already sweating. He did his exercises and said, "It's so hard, it feels like it's been dried out. It's almost turning into sausages."

Zhao Kui was so thirsty that he said in a deep voice: "This kind of training opportunity is rare, we must persist."

After persisting like this at night, when the wind tunnel stopped at the wind farm, the two of them were already exhausted and fell into the valley to breathe for a long time before flying back to the wind tunnel.

Returning to the wind tunnel, Jiang Shanghua rushed to the well, used his energy to draw water from the well, drank it happily, and then lay down by the well unwilling to move.

Huo Yanjun shouted: "Hua'er, you must not stop. You must quickly exercise your skills and regulate your breath, so that you can restore the meridians and achieve the purpose of cultivation."

There was Ou Yan watching next to him, so Jiang Shanghua had no choice but to get up, sit cross-legged at the entrance of the wind tunnel, and began to exercise to regulate his body.

Zhao Kui also drank the water from the well, and after quenching his thirst, he also began to exercise and regulate his breathing.

Ou Yan was tired after practicing her martial arts for a day. She leaned on the big stone bed and said, "Today is the second day, and there are still eight days of practice."

Huo Yanjun saw that they were tired, so he cooked rice and vegetables for the four of them to fill their stomachs, continue to exercise and recuperate, and then fell asleep.

On the third day, Zhao Kuigu estimated that Jiang Shanghua's endurance was not as good as his own, so he just kept practicing in the original position. Jiang Shanghua adapted as expected, and he felt a little more relaxed at the end of the day.

The evening sunset filled the island, and the valley was filled with golden sunshine.

While cooking, Huo Yanjun shouted: "There will be no food tomorrow. You guys should go find some food and come back."

Jiang Shanghua and Zhao Kui set off separately, one to go fishing and the other to beg for rice and vegetables. This was the third time Jiang Shanghua came to the small village. He flew to the old man's mud house.

Before Jiang Shanghua could stand still, the old man shook his head and said: "There is no rice in the village. Our small fishing village mainly relies on seafood, and the rice is bought occasionally from outside. I'm really sorry for the gods."

His eyes were frightened and full of apologies.

Jiang Shanghua thought the same thing. There are no rice fields on this stormy island. If you can pound a few dozen kilograms of something rare and dense, it would probably take up all the savings of the whole village.

He hesitated and said, "Are there any sweet potatoes?"

The old man still shook his head and whispered: "That little fairy eats white rice every day. You might as well ask her for some."

If there is no white rice, not only he is not used to it, but Princess Ouyan is not used to it either. He has no choice but to bite the bullet and walk into the olive grove.

At this time, the night fell dimly, and the forest was filled with mist. Jiang Shanghua pushed aside the branches and walked towards the cave wonderland.

There were insects chirping everywhere in the forest, and there were also a few birds chirping. Jiang Shanghua's arrival frightened the birds away, and the forest suddenly became much quieter.

When he was almost approaching the cliff, Jiang Shanghua's mood became inexplicably tense. When he thought of that sultry little fox fairy, she was his favorite kind of woman, his heart beat loudly.

It had been several months since he had touched a woman, which was a miracle for Jiang Shanghua. He tried his best to calm down his mood, but before he reached the bottom of the cliff, he could already smell the sultry fragrance.

"Little Fox Fairy, are you there?" Jiang Shanghua swallowed and called softly.

But no one answered.

Jiang Shanghua took two more steps forward and saw the little fox fairy lying on the grass in front of the cave. But she was half asleep, leaning against the cliff and sitting on a reed mat.

Her floral skirt was lifted up, revealing her two snow-white legs. Jiang Shanghua couldn't bear to be startled by this beautiful picture. His body suddenly changed and his breathing became rapid.

But now that Ou Yan is on the island, she doesn't dare to move at all.

He could only shout in a trembling voice: "Little Fox Fairy, wake up. I'm here to disturb you."

The little fox fairy opened her eyes and saw Jiang Shanghua standing beside the woods ten feet away, entranced. She quickly sat up.

"Young master, you are here. It turns out that your benefactor is here," the little fox fairy said.

She blushed and said, "I'm so sorry. My legs have been fine for the past two days, so I just lay here to rest and am too lazy to work. I really made the young master laugh."

Jiang Shanghua hurriedly waved his hands and said, "I'm presumptuous. I don't blame the girl. You should rest quickly and I'll beg for some food."

The little fox fairy arranged her clothes, twisted her waist slightly, and walked up to Jiang Shanghua. She stretched out her hand to hold Jiang Shanghua, and said: "You didn't have time to sit down last time, but you have to sit down this time. I have some more here.

There’s good tea.”

Jiang Shanghua said hurriedly: "I'm here to ask for some food. I'm really busy."

The little fox fairy frowned and said with great disappointment: "Young Master, you must be looking down on me. I am just a little fairy and not worthy of a great fairy like Young Master."
Chapter completed!