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Very quickly, Leng Feishuang discovered the traces of Leng Ning and the others. Right now, she was already at the center of the black forest, and here, there were no more trees. Instead, it was even more spacious.

Leng Fei Duo carefully walked forward, and faintly, Leng Fei Duo heard the sound of flowing water and followed after the sound.

After about an hour, Leng Feishuang finally saw the source of the sound.

In front of her was a very tall mountain, the peak of the mountain rose into the clouds, and the sound of water flowing down from the waterfall came from the middle of the mountain. Leng Fei was standing on the edge of a cliff, and this was simply a painting made of ink, which surprised her, she didn't expect the center of the black forest to be two mountains, and below the mountains was a large river, and the two mountains were also at the center of the river.

Leng Fei looked down from above, and the huge river wind caused his skirt to rustle. His hair fluttered, giving the landscape painting a sense of life.

"Yo, whose little wife is she?" At this moment, a playful voice came from behind Leng Feishuang.

Leng Feishuang turned his head to look, it was a fat young master, upon seeing Leng Feishuang's face, his saliva started dripping. This time, he volunteered to come to the Black Forest to wait for a treasure to appear, he did not expect to gain anything unexpected.

Leng Feishuang frowned, why did such a wretched person appear here? He did not want to bother with it, so he decided to bypass them and leave.

Who knew that the man would suddenly appear in front of Leng Feishuang, "Hey, little lady, don't be in such a hurry to leave!" With that, he gave a meaningful glance to the four guards behind him.

Leng Fei raised his eyes coldly, looking at the person in front of him as though he was looking at a dead man, "Get out of the way, or else I won't mind sending you down for a bath."

Who knew that instead of getting angry, that person would actually laugh, "Alright, you have a personality, This King likes it." After saying that, he stretched out his hand to touch Leng Fei's face.

Leng Fei turned his face away, avoiding the hand of the pig, and clenched his fist, unable to bear it any longer. In this way, he was punched in the chin by Leng Fei, and was directly sent flying, landing head first in a pile of spirit beast feces.

The remaining four people looked at each other, then swarmed over, covering their noses to pull their master out of the pile of feces. This spirit beast feces was definitely smelly.

The person was pulled out and sat on the ground, laughing heartily, "Ah, This King will definitely catch you." He looked at the four people around him, "Hurry and find a place for This King to bathe." He didn't even dare to smell the scent on his body.

Leng Feishuang discovered that there were so many people here. It seemed like there was really some kind of peerless treasure that was about to appear. In front of them were tents of various sizes. People came and went like the market, and there were all kinds of people.

Leng Feishuang walked towards the crowd. There were at least a thousand people here, and when they saw Leng Feishuang, they raised their eyebrows. Another young lady came, and she was also a young lady.

Leng Feishuang walked among the crowd, and very quickly, she caught sight of Leng Ning and her group. Currently, she was having a pleasant conversation with an extremely refined looking man, and wasn't it just a chuckle?

After roughly understanding the situation, Leng Feishuang arrived at a place where there were few people. Flying up a tree and leaning against the tree branch, this position allowed him to see the crowd below clearly.

She had just learned that the treasure was called the Ancient Devil's Flower. It was expected that it would be born tomorrow night, so it was no wonder that so many people would come. Just hearing the name of the Ancient Devil's Flower was enough to make one proud.

Very quickly, the sky turned dark. Leng Feishuang was still leaning against a tree, and the lights below were brightly lit. This was a stark contrast to the desolation around her.

Di Wuxiang was standing on a tree next to Leng Feishuang. She was quietly looking at Leng Feishuang, who was standing very close to her. However, Leng Feishuang didn't notice her at all.

The Primordial Demon God Flower was something that these common people could possess. Di Wuxiang swept through the crowd below and then sat down on a tree branch that was only a foot away from Leng Feiyu. The corners of their clothes were intertwined with the wind.

Leng Feishuang suddenly frowned. Just now, she had smelled the faint fragrance of a lotus flower. Looking at her surroundings, she did not discover anything. Could it be that she was hallucinating?

Di Wuxiang, who was standing next to him, felt her heart tighten. She immediately smiled. This little guy was really sensitive. Not only did he hide himself, but he also intentionally hid his aura. However, she was able to detect him.

With a flick of his finger, Leng Fei's eyes closed and he fell asleep. Only then did Di Wuxiang reveal himself, and he suddenly leaned his head close to Leng Fei's face, looking at Leng Fei's fan-like eyelashes and those dark red lips, Di Wuxiang suddenly had a feeling that she wanted to taste them.

When Di Wuxiang came back to her senses, she was startled by her own thoughts. How could he have such thoughts about this little fellow? One must know that in his eyes, she was nothing more than a 'little brat'.

He got up and sat back down. With a self-deprecating smile, he closed his eyes and sat down as well …

The next day, Leng Feishuang woke up from her sleep. She sat up and looked around to check if there was any danger. She actually fell asleep last night.

Flying down from the tree, Leng Fei stretched his body and walked towards a small ditch in front of them. The water there was still relatively clear.

It was likely that there would be a fierce battle today, but she did not plan to participate. There was no lack of experts here, there were a lot more that were stronger than her, and even the person who was sent flying by her fist yesterday was a High Huang warrior.