So, no

"Miss, miss."

Mao Mao panted and slapped his small chest, saying, "Our battle formation is running normally, there is no problem at all."

"What?"

Hearing this, Bai Piaopiao, who had just sat down, couldn't help standing up in shock. Her red lips parted slightly, with disbelief coloring her eyes.

"Miss, hurry up and figure out what is going on!" Mao Mao anxiously said, "Obviously there is no problem with the formation, so how did an ordinary man get in?"

Bai Piaopiao knitted her beautiful brows, and for a moment could not come up with any reasonable explanation.

"Miss, I'll catch that ordinary man and beat him hard to force him to explain!" Mao Mao gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't be rude."

Bai Piaopiao quickly scolded, "Yi Feng and I are not strangers, he is not a liar."

"Then what is going on?" Mao Mao asked in confusion.

Bai Piaopiao shook her head. She also could not figure it out and was very puzzled.

In the room.

After settling down, Yi Feng brought over a bucket of water and poured in a package of medicinal powder. The powder didn't have much effect, it just had a cleaning effect and brought a light fragrance.

After all, he was staying in two girls' place, so as a grown man he should be more considerate.

After wiping his whole body, Yi Feng dragged his tired body and went to sleep directly.

In the deep autumn mountains.

Except for the occasional wind, it was frightfully quiet.

After a night passed.

The red sun slowly emerged from the horizon, looking very beautiful.

Because he had slept so early, Yi Feng had woken up at this time. He stretched lazily, feeling refreshed.

Thinking of his apprentice, he wanted to go down the mountain directly, but since it was not fully bright yet, he could only sit on the steps watching the sunrise on the horizon.

Remembering the system's mission, Yi Feng took out his guitar.

"I'll practice for a while since I have time, and go down the mountain after it's fully bright."

After tuning the guitar strings, he closed his eyes.

Strumming the strings, humming softly, he slowly played "The Price of Love".

By the pond.

Bai Piaopiao sat cross-legged next to the zither, stroking the zither with her jade-like hand, her brows deeply furrowed.

Recently, constrained by a bottleneck, she desperately needed a piece of music to break through, but another night had unknowingly passed without any gains.

Just then, a unique melody entered her ears.

"What's this?"

Bai Piaopiao's languished spirit was startled. She picked up her skirt and looked towards the sound.

"This is Yi Feng's room?"

She parted her red lips slightly and unconsciously walked towards the sound.

On the steps.

A youth in green clothes hugging a guitar, eyes closed humming a tune entered her eyes.

Calm. Handsome. Peaceful...

It seemed to have a different kind of beauty!

Unconsciously, Bai Piaopiao stared at this figure in a daze. Without knowing when, she also closed her eyes and immersed herself in this song.

Engulfed in it, all kinds of emotions welled up in her. Unknowingly, two lines of tears slid down her eyes.

At this moment, she also gained enlightenment about the bottleneck that had long trapped her, and broke through it.

But the joy of breakthrough still could not get her out of the mood brought by this song.

After a long, long time...

"Miss Piaopiao?"

A gentle voice sounded, making Bai Piaopiao suddenly come to her senses.

She quickly wiped away her tears and bowed to Yi Feng, saying hurriedly, "I'm sorry, I got immersed in sir's song accidentally, please don't laugh at me."

"Miss Piaopiao is too polite. It is I who should apologize." Yi Feng put away his guitar and said apologetically, "I must have woken you from your rest."

"No, no, for Piaopiao to hear sir's song is a blessing cultivated in my past life." Bai Piaopiao quickly said, "Speaking of which, Piaopiao still can't get enough of sir's song."

"You flatter me."

Yi Feng chuckled and felt somewhat embarrassed.

"May I ask what instrument this is? Piaopiao has never seen it before." Bai Piaopiao looked at Yi Feng's guitar and couldn't help asking.

"Just a little gadget I made!" Yi Feng explained with a smile.

"You made it yourself?"

Bai Piaopiao was amazed by the answer. She couldn't help but praise, "Sir is truly talented."

"You praise me too much, I'm not worthy of it." Yi Feng laughed and looked at the sky. He said to Bai Piaopiao, "Miss Piaopiao, it's bright now, I should get going."

"Sir is leaving so urgently?"

Bai Piaopiao felt a pang of disappointment. She anxiously said, "Sir, why don't you..."

But she hesitated.

"I'm afraid I have to. There are things to do at home. Farewell, hope to see you again someday."

Yi Feng smiled apologetically, picked up his guitar, shouldered his bamboo basket, and even took the old turtle. He was about to leave.

Seeing this, Bai Piaopiao became even more anxious. Hesitating, she bit her red lip. Finally she opened her mouth, "Piaopiao wishes to invite sir to stay two more days, may I?"

After speaking, Bai Piaopiao looked at Yi Feng full of expectation, and a blush spread across her pretty face.

This was the first time she had invited a man.

"I'm afraid not."

However, Yi Feng directly rejected her.

After speaking, Yi Feng apologetically took big steps down the mountain, as his thoughts were with Ding Qing's injury.

Bai Piaopiao was left frozen on the spot.

Just like that...

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