C3 Flos Ling

When he returned home, the sky had already darkened.

The walls of the two dilapidated thatched cottages were made of wood mixed with yellow mud. When he pushed open the door, he found that the house was extremely poor. Other than tables, stools, an old bed and stove, there was nothing else.

A delicate and pretty girl dressed in coarse clothes sat on a stool. She had a worried expression on her face.

Her green short clothes had been washed to the point where it was hard to see the color. Her patched legs were rolled up high, exposing her snow-white calves. Fresh mud spots were still stained her ankles.

The little girl's figure was slender and light, her slender and slim waist was flexible and powerful, and her face was like a flower on a spring day. Her fair skin had an intoxicating redness to it, and her breasts, which had not fully grown out yet, slightly rose, causing her green short clothes to straighten out in a small arc.

This was his own sister, Hua Ling.

Just like a breeze and drizzling rain, it made Ye Feng feel like he was washing his face in a mountain spring. The first glance he saw made him feel a sense of familiarity.

Ye Feng was someone that his father had picked up that year, so he did not have any blood ties with Hua Ling. Ye Feng could not help but stress the words "aftertaste" as his mind stirred.

"Big brother!"

The young girl who revealed a happy expression quickly ran towards Ye Feng.

"Big brother, you're back." Hua Ling arrived in front of Ye Feng like a gust of wind, and then extended her arm out to hug her.

In that moment, the young lady's fragrance filled his nose, coupled with her soft body, it gave off a charming feeling. Ye Feng who lowered his head saw that the pair of big eyes on Hua Ling's face was a little red.

"Big brother, it's good that you're back, I was worried about Ling'er. I heard from Big Brother Daniu that you were called over by Deacon Zhao and didn't come back for an entire day. Ling'er was about to go out and look for you, but it was dark very quickly …"

Hugging Ye Feng tightly, Hua Ling's sharp chin pressed against Ye Feng's shoulder, her eyes red again.

In these past few years, Hua Ling had personally seen Ye Feng being bullied and suffering, but she had never felt as worried as she did this time. It was as if she had some kind of illusion and she felt that she wouldn't be able to get back his brother.

So when he saw Ye Feng's figure, Hua Ling used all her strength in both her hands, and practically used all the strength in his body, as if she wanted to rub Ye Feng into his own body.

The soft bud pressed against Ye Feng's chest, giving him a kind of warm and numbing feeling. Ye Feng's body stiffened, his expression extremely marvelous.

Fortunately, Hua Ling had let him go after hugging him for a while.

"Big brother, you haven't eaten anything all day, you must be hungry. Let's eat, Ling'er will give you some leftovers."

Very quickly, half a bowl of rice porridge, two unknown wild fruits, and a bowl of boiled vegetables were placed on the wooden table.

After being hungry for an entire day, Ye Feng had his chest stuck to his back, but when he saw the food on the table, he felt that it was difficult to move his mouth. It wasn't because he was used to eating big fish and big meat and couldn't swallow this kind of rice porridge, but because he was truly sad.

No wonder his body was so thin.

"Then... Eat this? "

Both of them were at an age where they could grow up. How could eating this kind of food be enough to nourish them?

Hua Ling nodded sensible and pushed the only porridge towards Ye Feng while she himself ate a green fruit.

This bowl of porridge was sent over by the blacksmith Zhao Daniu in the afternoon. The brother and sister duo were outsiders when it came to Zhao Family Manor, but as men, Ye Feng was unable to awaken his Martial Vein, hence they had been bullied nonstop for the past two years.

"Ling'er, eat it. Big brother, uh, we just finished eating. The guests Deacon Zhao invited have wine and meat, unfortunately, big brother couldn't bring some back for you …" Ye Feng pushed the porridge back to Hua Ling.

He could not eat it. He could not let a girl who was younger than him save food for him to eat.

"Really?" Hua Ling stared at Ye Feng with his clear eyes.

"Of course, it's more real than real gold. Feel it if you don't believe me."

Fortunately, Hua Ling had never thought that her brother would lie on this matter. She happily agreed, and in a few bites, she started to eat the rice porridge, the rice porridge was as thin as water, but in Hua Ling's mouth, it was as delicious as fine wine.

On the wooden bench, Ye Feng fell silent.

But now that he had transcended to the Yuanwu Continent, he had yet to awaken his Martial Vein and become a Martial Cultivator. This caused Ye Feng to be filled with uncertainty as to his future prospects.

Looks like, other than having to be wary of Zhao Tianle, he also had to make preparations to fight against hunger.

The feeling of starving was too painful.

"..."

It was already late at night, and the stars were shining brightly.

There was a series of insects chirping outside, and occasionally there were beasts roaring from all sides of the manor.

The otherworldly night was full of danger. If he were to recklessly leave the village, he would probably be dragged into the forest by the wild beasts soon.

Ye Feng thought about this question and couldn't fall asleep. However, just as he closed his eyes, a golden light suddenly flashed through the depths of his mind, causing him to spring up.

His eyes suddenly widened, and an uncontrollable astonishment emerged on his face.

Upon opening his eyes, the golden light vanished.

Ye Feng immediately closed his eyes again, and the disappearing golden light returned. Furthermore, the bright scene was like a small sun appearing in the depths of his mind.

What was going on?

The astonishing discovery made his breathing quicken.

Could it be that the 'sunset' had really entered his mind?

Before he could react, a rumbling sound came out from his brain, Ye Feng's consciousness actually left his body, and appeared in a burst of golden light emitting mist, the rolling mist engulfing his entire body, causing him to be unable to differentiate which direction was which.

"This place is …"

When he opened his eyes, a strange scene had once again occurred that exceeded his knowledge. Ye Feng discovered that he was actually standing atop a Round Table that was as smooth as jade.

The entire Round Table had a radius of around five meters, and its material was similar to jade but not jade. Its tentacles were hard and smooth, and with the Round Table as the center, eight tunnels extended outwards in an extremely orderly manner, forming nine palaces. At the other end of the pathway, the space of eight slightly smaller Round Table could be vaguely seen.

However, at this moment, each of the entrances had streaks of lightning entwined around them. It was clear that they were currently unable to go through.

"Where is this place?" How could I be in such a strange place? Not going to be... You f * cking put it on again. "

Looking around, Ye Feng muttered to himself. What he saw gave him the illusion that it was a science fiction world.

"In the Eternal Star Region, the civilization has been shattered and scattered around the world like trillions of dust … "Argh, you always have to recite such boring opening words. F * ck, stop bullshitting …" A mysterious and profound voice resounded sharply in the void, seeming to pierce through the void of the universe …