I had just been tortured by the Black Flame Saber, and a layer of cold sweat had seeped out of my body. I felt sticky all over and felt extremely uncomfortable. I had to clean myself up properly.
Zhao Yunxi: Han Feng, what happened to you just now? You were howling like a ghost, and if you didn't know, you would think you were giving birth.
Han Feng made an excuse: I was just practicing singing.
Zhao Yunxi was slightly startled, and said earnestly: Your singing is already disgusting enough, and there is really no need to improve it. Give others a way out!
Han Feng's face suddenly turned dark: I don't have time to chat with you, give me bath water!
Zhao Yunxi smiled and said: Okay.
......
After getting the bath water, Han Feng took a bath happily.
At this moment, a ray of moonlight shone in from the gap in the window.
At the same time, Yueliang's voice rang in his ears, "Han Feng!"
Han Feng raised his eyebrows, "Sister Yueliang, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Moon: "I came to see you. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to see you again in the future."
Han Feng frowned, "What do you mean? Are you seriously ill and about to die?"
Yueliang coughed violently, almost choking to death on these words, "You are the one who is sick! I am alive and well!"
Han Feng rubbed his nose, "What do you mean?"
The moon whispered, "I heard from the sun that you have offended the goddess of darkness?"
Han Feng: "It's indeed a little festive!"
The moon sighed, "You're done, you don't have much time left. Eat and drink, and try to live your last few days as leisurely as possible."
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