In the wild, pure stone ground feels safer than lawn, and at least you can worry less about the appearance of deadly vegetation.

Feeling that there was a group of people cooking not far away, Yang Lan'er raised her eyebrows, regained her composure, and continued her practice.

But who knew, God didn't want her to be too quiet. After finishing their meal, this group of people didn't even take a break. No one knew where they got so much to talk about. They kept whispering.

Of course, Yang Lan'er doesn't need to care about these things.

But someone touched the stone side of Yang Lan'er's left hand and started to kiss her affectionately, making some inharmonious sounds.

Yang Lan'er's face turned black at this. At this time, in this place, having sex outdoors? Would it be more interesting? Damn, isn't it just a seven-day mission? This is only the first night, okay?

"Well, Senior Brother, please be gentle..."

"Junior sister... it feels so good, your waist is shaking better and better..."

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Yang Lan'er's head. The Misty Valley was so big, why did they choose to be next to her? "Hate it, Senior Brother, is it better than Yun Feifei?" The female voice sounded like she had fallen into a vinegar jar, and the air was full of sourness.

"Junior sister, you have misunderstood. Yun Feifei and I have nothing to do with each other." Men's words are always very pleasant to hear at such times.

"Hehe, all your eyes are on Yun Feifei. How am I uglier than her?"

"Yes, yes, Junior Sister is the most beautiful..."

Yang Lan'er had a wooden face, thinking that this world was enough. Couldn't it be possible for people to practice cultivation well?

Feeling that her ears were suffering, Yang Lan'er automatically turned off her hearing and continued to practice with her eyes closed.

An hour later, the two finally finished and left. Yang Lan'er let out a breath, waved her sleeves, and took down the camera that she had quietly placed on the stone when the two came over.

Yang Lan'er played the recorded video from the beginning for a while. This was not to watch the fight, but after seeing the logo on the two people's clothes, she saved it and turned it off.

She expressed no interest in the following scenes, and wondered in her mind whether this video had any further value.

The world of martial artists naturally has its own sects. Judging from the names of the two men, they seem to be within this range.

Many of the sects in the martial arts world are the spokespersons of the cultivation sects in the mortal world. If they come across someone with good qualifications, they can directly recommend him to join.

This is also one of the sources of disciples in cultivation sects.

Fortunately, before leaving, I spent the money in my card and bought a lot of technological items as a backup, otherwise, I would have missed this great show.

Yang Lan'er didn't know whether the video would be useful, but it was better to be prepared.

Sometimes, technological products also have their unique uses. At least without subjective consciousness, it is difficult for martial artists to find out that they are being secretly photographed. If it is a cultivation method, there will still be energy fluctuations to a certain extent.

Hongyang City? It seems to be a first-tier city second only to Danfeng City, and its past performance is also quite good.

Yun Feifei? Yang Lan'er continued to recall that she seemed to be the second in Hongyang City, a woman with a very noble and cold style. It seems that that kind of personality attracts hatred.

Yang Lan'er seemed to be thinking about something. If she remembered correctly, the mayor of Hongyang City was surnamed Yun. Well, could it be that identity would also attract hatred?

"Oh, this Hongyang City is quite lively!" Yang Lan'er curled her lips. If it were in previous years, this situation would naturally be no problem, but this year it is a collective division, so it is estimated that conflicts will be triggered.

Yang Lan'er was gloating about this. Of course, the bigger the conflict, the better!

In foggy places, there is heavy dew in the early morning. In December, it is already deep winter. If you stay outside for a night, all your clothes will be wet and you will be frozen.

Although snow was rare in the winter of the Qianxiang Dynasty, it was definitely cold.

As soon as the sky was getting light, Yang Lan'er opened her eyes, stood up, and shook her clothes. Her true energy circulated through her, and she became extremely dry and finally felt comfortable.

Taking out a hot bun from the space and biting it, Yang Lan'er decided to take action.

Just as she raised her leg to leave, before her foot touched the ground, a person fell from the sky and landed in front of Yang Lan'er.

He also shook his clothes to dry them, then took two steps forward and realized there was someone behind him. When he turned around, there was still surprise in his eyes.

However, this was obviously an indifferent man. His surprise only lasted for half a breath. If Yang Lan'er hadn't been watching him, she would not have noticed it.

At this moment, the visibility is only one meter, which is lower than when we entered the valley yesterday.

Yang Lan'er glanced at the man. He was quite good-looking, but there was a problem with his facial nerves. It gave people the illusion that he had a failed plastic surgery and his facial nerves were damaged.

Duan Jinghui, the number one in Hongyang City, came here earlier than the wild couple last night.

So, she was not the only one in the audience last night.

However, when she thought of this expressionless man who was calmly listening to "hmmmm" and "ahhh", she didn't know what he was thinking. Yang Lan'er nodded to Duan Jinghui and turned to walk in another direction. She didn't need to see the reaction of the expressionless man to know that he must have no expression on his face. She was curious about his inner thoughts.

Of course, the thought flashed through her mind, and she had no intention of figuring it out, nor did she want to talk to a stranger. So they each went their separate ways, and nothing had to do with each other.

Duan Jinghui watched Yang Lan'er disappear in the white mist with slightly gloomy eyes. He felt uneasy in his heart, because not to mention last night, he didn't even notice that there was someone under the stone before he came down.

After I came down and was about to leave, I felt something was wrong behind me. What does this mean? It's self-evident.

He had felt it just now. The person was clearly right in front of him, but he could not detect any fluctuations. This kind of hidden method was really too unfathomable.

Yang Lan'er had walked out less than ten meters when she heard the sound of fighting in the Hongyang City camp, mixed with a lot of cursing. It didn't look like they were in danger, but rather an internal fight.

Yang Lan'er paused for a moment, then continued walking and left according to her own ideas.

Duan Jinghui could naturally sense this, and his eyes darkened. He was silent for a long while, then turned around and left, with no intention of returning to the camp.

At first he was misled, thinking that this kind of thing really required everyone to act together, but when he saw the first place in Lezhou City, he realized that he could also act on his own.

Not wanting to see that group of people in the team at all, Duan Jinghui decisively abandoned his teammates without any pressure.

Duan Jinghui felt gloomy at the thought of outsiders knowing about the discord in the team. At the same time, he felt that it was nothing to be heard by a woman, and his ears turned red as he realized it belatedly.

Yang Lan'er didn't take it seriously at all and was looking for fog grass following the road signs.

Fog grass most often grows in dark and humid places. This valley is shrouded in fog all year round, and the sunlight cannot get in at all. It is indeed the best environment for fog grass to exist.