Peerless Martial Soul

After a few more words, Hua Ruyan went to the back kitchen to make dinner, and everyone feasted and went away to practice.

They are martial artists, and the most important thing every day is to practice.

Chen Feng came to Han Yu'er's training room. After he opened the door and came in, Han Yu'er raised his head and looked at him, with some doubts and questions in his eyes.

Chen Feng closed the door, walked in front of her, sat down slowly, and looked at Han Yu'er flatly, a little hesitant to say something, his face was very embarrassed.

Han Yu'er seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly her face turned pale, looking at Chen Feng, she said softly: "Chen Feng, I guess what you are going to say, this time you go to the Demon Valley to find the trace of your father. There is a lot of money, and I have never had time to tell me..."

"Is my father already in an accident?"

Chen Feng looked heavy and nodded, then took out the sword from Han Cong's lifetime, and handed it to Han Yu'er. He said softly, "I found a corpse in the Demon Valley, and there are only bones left."

"There is no sign of identity during his lifetime, only this long sword was found next to him. It is the saber of Uncle Master!"

Han Yuer took the long sword, held it in his hand, and carefully rubbed it, tears in his eyes continued.

She whispered: "Yes, that's right, this is my father's sword."

He said, holding the long sword, crying bitterly, extremely sad.

He had already guessed that his father Han Cong might have suffered an accident, but at this time he personally confirmed the news from Chen Feng, and he still felt an indescribable sadness surged in his heart.

Chen Feng sat in front of her and took her into her arms. Han Yuer's head was placed against Chen Feng's chest, her hands tightly around Chen Feng's waist, as if she was afraid that Chen Feng would leave him if she let go.

Chen Feng gently touched her hair with his hand, whispering comfort.

After a while, Chen Feng felt that Han Yuer's cry in his arms became lower and lower, and finally there was no movement.

Chen Feng looked down, and just like that, Han Yu'er leaned against Chen Feng's chest, her face gloomy, and she fell asleep.

However, her brows frowned from time to time, and her eyelashes trembled lightly from time to time, indicating that he was still a little anxious.

Chen Feng sighed lightly, stood up lightly, picked her up, put it on the side of the bed, and then gently covered her with bedding.

For fear of awakening Han Yu'er, his movements were extremely slight.

But when he was about to turn around and leave, his hand was suddenly clenched by Han Yuer.

He heard an inaudible voice: "Junior Brother, can you stay with me tonight?"

Chen Feng's heart trembled slightly, he knew what Han Yu'er meant.

Chen Feng looked at Han Yu'er, and saw that she was still closing her eyes, but her eyelashes were shaking rapidly, and her heart was obviously very excited, and her pretty face was also slightly red, and her body became fiery.

Chen Feng sighed secretly, smiled and said, "Okay, Senior Sister, I will stay with you tonight."

Then he also lay on his side on the bed, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took Han Yu'er into his arms and hugged him sturdily.

Han Yuer's face was flushed with shame, and her heart was thumping. She felt that Chen Feng's hand was covering her back. It was generous, strong and powerful, full of heat and temperature.

Han Yuer only felt that she was shaking all over, she was waiting for the things that would happen next, and she didn't know whether it was anticipation or fear.

But after a while, Chen Feng didn't make any movement, just hugged her in his arms, nothing more.

Han Yuer sighed lightly, not knowing whether it was fortunate or disappointed. But at this moment, lying in Chen Feng's arms made her feel extremely at ease.

There was a cat-like whimper in her throat, her little head rubbed against Chen Feng's arms, she turned over, found a comfortable posture, also hugged Chen Feng, and fell asleep like this.

In the early morning of the next day, a ray of sunlight poured into the house through the window lattices, and the warm spring sunshine shone on people, making it very comfortable.

Han Yu'er snorted and opened his eyes, and then he saw that Chen Feng was looking at him kindly at this time, with a slight smile on his mouth.

Chen Feng's eyes are piercing, and the beauty is late in spring. Such scenes are rare.

He smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and said, "Sister, you are so beautiful, so beautiful!"

Han Yu'er heard such words of praise from him for the first time, and for a moment he was surprised and happy, and the corners of his mouth filled with smiles. But thinking about the shameful thing that he took the initiative to ask for pleasure last night, his face turned red again.

She used her small hands to cover Chen Feng's eyes and said, "You are not allowed to see, you are not allowed to see."

The two laughed for a while before they got up. After yesterday's events, although the two did not have a real love for fish and water, their relationship was deeper.

Both felt extremely close to each other, and there was a feeling of blood and water, which seemed to be the other half of the lives of both parties that could not be separated.

Chen Feng took out Han Cong’s long sword again. At this time, Han Yu’er had adjusted his emotions and eased back. There was no more sadness. He looked at Chen Feng in surprise and asked: "Brother, this one. What happened to the sword?"

In her opinion, this is a very common long sword.

Chen Feng slowly shook his head and said, "This long sword is very unusual."

With that said, he used this long sword to block the enemy's powerful offensive after his Purple Moon Sword was shaken flying in the Demon Suppression Valley, but this long sword was safe and sound.