Chapter 19
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Feng Wu's eyes lit up when she saw that.
Flocks of birds flew across the blue sky.
The terrain was flat, and the grass was soft and comfortable. It looked like a boundless green carpet with a trickling stream running through it.
The light green grass was covered with an exquisite and soft pure wool carpet. It was noble and elegant, with a hint of nomadic characteristics.
On the wide wool carpet was an antique wooden dining table. It was simple yet elegant, but one could tell from the wood that it was made from that it was extremely expensive.
Exquisite table mats and cutlery were arranged according to the seats.
There were white porcelain plates, amber goblets, and silver cutlery, all glistening and clean. One look and Feng Wu could tell that the cutlery had been taken good care of.
In the middle of the meadow was an ancient tree with a trunk so thick that it would take three people to wrap their arms around it. The tree grew straight up, and its thick branches reached over the cliff.
And it was on this branch that extended out of the cliff that a small treehouse was built. Looking from afar, it was surrounded by dense mist and a faint immortal aura. It was as if it was floating in midair, giving off a simple, elegant, and mysterious feeling.
That hit Feng Wu's heart!
This wasn't a campsite at all! It was a vacation spot deep in the mountains.
Every time she went in and out of Frozen Forest, she would have to escape death and run here and there in a hurry. But look at the people here. How nice was their life? How honorable?
Just then, a figure in plain clothes walked out from behind the ancient tree.
Feng Wu's eyes flickered. The steward who had been following Jun Linyuan around but had disappeared?
Feng Xun had always been friendly and cheerful. He waved at the steward. "Feng, it's been a tiring journey. Luckily, you came first. Otherwise, we'd be sleeping in the open."
Feng nodded at Feng Xun in an elegant and dignified manner, then handed a steaming white towel to Jun Linyuan.
Just then, Feng Xun noticed that Feng Wu was limping. He frowned and patted the chair next to him. "Get over here."
Feng Wu shook her head.
However, the next second, Feng Xun pushed her into the chair.
Kneeling down by Feng Wu's feet, Feng Xun reached out to take off her black calfskin boots. "You're limping. You must be injured. Take off your boots and I'll take a look at your wound."
However, Feng Wu cried out and almost burst into tears. That hurt!
Was it that serious?! Feng Xun stopped in a hurry and frowned. He then threw a reproachful glance at Feng Wu. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why did you have to hold it in? It hurts so much! "
It was obvious that the blood from the soles of the feet had stained the bottom of the boots. When the blood dried, it stuck to the boots and could not be removed.
Feng Xun glanced at Jun Linyuan. For the sake of the Immortal Spiritual Fruit, she was trying her best to join the team. She didn't want to be eliminated because of her lack of stamina.
She had been..... Feng Wu had been waiting for a moment.
Feng Wu was a little uneasy, but Jun Linyuan didn't seem to notice her. His gaze brushed past her face without leaving a trace.
Feng Wu's stomach lurched. Was he going to kick her out because he was upset?
Hence, Feng Wu pressed Feng Xun's hand down. "I'm fine. I'm really fine. Don't worry about me."
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