When I got home, it was dark.

    The walls of the two dilapidated thatched huts were stacked with wood mixed with yellow mud. When the door was opened, the family was destitute. There was nothing else except tables, stools, an old bed and stove.

    A pretty girl dressed in coarse cloth was sitting on a stool with a sad face.

    The blue short clothes on her body were washed so that she could hardly see any color. The two patched trouser legs were rolled up so high that a section of her legs as white as lotus root was exposed, and fresh mud ideas were stained on her ankles.

    The little girl''s body is slim and light, her thin waist is flexible and powerful, her face is like begonia reflecting the sun in spring, her white face is intoxicating red, and her chest, which has not been fully opened, tilts slightly, making the blue short clothes stand up in a small arc. It seems that even if she is malnourished, in some aspects, her development situation is still gratifying.

    This is his sister Hua Ling.

    Like the breeze and drizzle, Ye Feng had the feeling of washing his face with a clear spring in the mountains. At the first sight, he felt full of kindness.

    Hua Ling was picked up by his father that year. He had no blood relationship. Ye Feng couldn''t help but "aftertaste" this sentence. His mind was stirred. At this time, he heard the girl''s crisp voice, like a mountain lark singing.

    "Brother!"

    The girl with a happy face hurried to Ye Feng.

    "Brother, you''re back." Hualing ran to Ye Feng like a gust of wind, and then stretched out his hand to hold it up.

    For a time, the girl''s fragrance filled her nose. With her soft body, it gave people a beautiful feeling. When Ye Feng looked down, Hua Ling qingjue''s big eyes on her face were a little red.

    "Brother, just come back. I''m worried about ling''er. Brother Niu, the blacksmith, said that you were called by deacon Zhao and didn''t come back all day. Ling''er was about to go out to find it, but it was getting dark soon..."

    Holding Ye Feng tightly, Hua Ling''s sharp chin was against Ye Feng''s shoulder, and his eyes were red again.

    Over the years, Hua Ling has seen Ye Feng humiliated and suffer, but she has never worried like that this time. It seems that there is an illusion that her brother can''t come back. As the sky turns dark, this feeling makes Hua Ling stronger and stronger.

    Therefore, seeing Ye Feng''s figure, Hua Ling''s hands were very hard, almost exhausted his whole body''s strength, as if he wanted to rub Ye Feng into his body.

    The soft bud squeezed Ye Feng''s chest, and there was a soft and tender feeling. Ye Feng''s body was stiff and his expression was wonderful.

    Fortunately, after hugging, Hualing let him go.

    "Brother, I haven''t eaten all day. You must be hungry. Let''s eat and ling''er will give you leftovers."

    Almost forcibly, Ye Feng was pressed on the wooden stool, and Hua Ling quickly opened the stove. Soon, more than half a bowl of rice porridge, two unknown wild fruits, and a bowl of wild vegetables cooked with water were placed on the wooden table.

    After being hungry all day, Ye Feng had already stuck his chest to his back. When he saw the food on the table, he felt it difficult to move his mouth. It was not that he was used to eating big fish and meat at ordinary times. It was difficult to swallow this kind of rice porridge and wild vegetables, but he really felt sad in his heart.

    No wonder the body is so thin.

    "Just... Eat this?"

    Both of them are at the age of growing up. How can they have enough nutrition just by eating such things?

    Hua Ling nodded wisely and pushed the only rice porridge to Ye Feng, but she grabbed a green fruit and ate it.

    This bowl of rice for cooking porridge was sent by blacksmith Zhao Daniu in the afternoon. Brother and sister are outsiders who are inferior to factotum in Zhaojiazhuang. In addition, Ye Feng, as a man, failed to awaken Wu pulse and was bullied. There has been no meal in the past two years.

    "Ling''er, you eat, brother. Er, I just ate it. The guest invited by deacon Zhao has wine and meat. Unfortunately, my brother didn''t bring you some back..." Ye Feng pushed the rice porridge back to Hua Ling.

    He can''t eat. He can''t let a girl younger than himself save something for himself.

    "Really?" Hua Ling''s clear big eyes stared at Ye Feng.

    "Of course, it''s more real than real gold. I don''t believe you touch it."

    Ye Feng puffed up his belly, but he didn''t strive to make a coo. Fortunately, Hualing didn''t think his brother would lie about it. He happily agreed. He drank rice porridge in three or two. The plain rice porridge was as thin as water, but it was as good as Qiongjiang wine in Hualing''s mouth.

    The maple leaf on the wooden stool was silent.

    Before crossing, he lived well with his own efforts, but now he crossed to the Yuan Wu continent, but he didn''t wake up and become a warrior, which made Ye Feng full of unknowns about the future.

    It seems that now, in addition to being wary of Zhao Tianle, we should also be prepared to fight hunger.

    The taste of starvation is too painful.

    ……

    The night is deep and starlit.

    There was a series of insect calls outside, and there was an occasional roar of wild animals around Chuang Tzu.

    Strange nights are full of dangers. If you leave the village rashly, you will soon be dragged into the woods by wild animals.

    Ye Feng thought about this problem and couldn''t sleep. However, when he closed his eyes, a golden light flashed in the depths of his mind and let him sit up like a spring.

    His eyes widened suddenly, and an uncontrollable amazement appeared on his face.

    When I opened my eyes, the golden light disappeared.

    Ye Feng quickly closed his eyes again, and the disappeared golden light returned, and the bright trend was like a small sun in the depths of his mind.

    What''s going on?

    The amazing discovery made him short of breath.

    Did the "sunset glow" really run into his mind?

    Before he could react, there was a roar in his head. Ye Feng''s consciousness broke away from his body and appeared in a golden fog. The rolling fog crowded him into it, making him unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

    "Here is..."

    When he opened his eyes, the strange scene went beyond his cognition again. Ye Feng found that he was actually standing on a round platform as flat as jade.

    The whole round platform has a radius of about five meters. Its material is like jade rather than jade. Its tentacles are hard, smooth and delicate. Taking the round platform as the center, it regularly stretches out eight channels, in the shape of nine palaces. It can be vaguely seen that the other end connected by the channels is eight slightly smaller round platform spaces.

    But at the moment, there are electric lights around the entrance of each channel, which is obviously impassable at present.

    "Where is this? How can I appear in such a strange place? It can''t be... It''s fucking worn again."

    Looking around, Ye Feng muttered to himself. What he saw gave him an illusion of science fiction world.

    "In the eternal star region, civilization is broken, like billions of dust scattered in the world... Fork, you have to read such a boring prologue every time, don''t pull......" a mysterious and profound voice sounded sharply in the space, as if penetrating the void of the universe