No one can define what the wind looks like.
The same is true for Gu Fengting.
This wind, just like its name, never stays on anyone's desert island for anyone.
It is precisely because of this that it has earned the title of "not a leaf among thousands of flowers can touch you".
But when this wind meets those seven people from another world, what kind of sparks will it create?
Small snippet:
Gu Fengting relied on his modest Qinggong skills to dodge the hidden weapons behind him, and finally walked out of the hidden arrow trap set up by his mother. He was about to discuss with the seven people behind him where to go to eat later, but he was frightened by the hidden arrows all over their bodies and jumped back. He crossed his hands on his chest and said with a vigilant tone, "What's going on with you?"
"Yeah, didn't you say you were bulletproof?"
"Why don't you protect against arrows and concealed weapons? Aren't the principles the same?"
Gu Fengting held the ointment in one hand and applied the ointment to the injured wound with the other hand. While applying the ointment to them without complaint, he taught them a lesson with a sense of failure.
The pain from the wounds on their bodies caused more or less tears to appear in the eyes of the seven people. Years of tacit understanding made them look at Gu Fengting with tearful eyes.
"We are not bulletproof!!!"
Note:
1. This is a fanfic. The ancient world is purely made up by me, and the protagonist has no prototype.
2. The writing is average, I try my best to be as logical as possible, and the bugs are all for the plot.
3. Don't spray if you don't like it, thank you! ! !
Intention: None