Wang Zifeng's feet slowly exerted force, making Huang Jun feel the pain of the slight deformation of the foot bones due to the huge force.

This change is slow and even more terrifying.

The slower, the more terrifying.

Huang Jun seemed to clearly hear his feet moaning uncontrollably, and he approached the brink of destruction step by step.

At this moment, he no longer has the cold, arrogant, and high-spirited as before, and in order to save his legs, he no longer cares about dignity, face, and aftermath impact.

Don't say that it is in the butterfly dance gate, that is, in ordinary society, it is difficult for a cripple to survive.

Huang Jun couldn't imagine what it would be like if he was lame.

The people who were watching from afar all looked at Huang Jun in surprise, unable to believe that he was the person they knew before.

That's the one who is about to become an elder of the Butterfly Dance Gate.

Without experiencing it firsthand, they simply can't understand the horror of their feet slowly detaching themselves from them.

The short man led the way, his eyes widened, he even forgot the fear of his life and death just now, and felt a little sympathy for such a Huang Jun.

However, it is only a little.

He is not the Holy Mother, and it is already benevolent and righteous not to take the opportunity to take revenge, but it is impossible for him to save Huang Jun.

But Wang Zifeng threw this problem to him.

"If I want to let you go, it's okay. As long as I can make my guide forgive you. ”

Hearing Wang Zifeng's words, Huang Jun's panic suddenly dissipated a lot, and he looked at the short man who led the way, his eyes were full of anticipation.

The short man led the way and looked at Wang Zifeng in embarrassment.

He didn't want to let Huang Jun go like this, but what to do, he didn't have a score in his heart.

Huang Jun was shocked and angry when he saw that the short man led the way and said, "Little man, you still don't let your people let go of me." ”

The high profile he had always treated with the short man made him forget his current situation.

At this moment, he regained his commanding posture, as if the short man who led the way should have done as he was told.

Unfortunately, this is not the case.

Wang Zifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he flew up with a kick and kicked Huang Jun in the face, kicking him to the ground on his back.

The short man who led the way also shouted angrily, rushed forward, stepped on Huang Jun's stomach, and scolded: "You still dare to be arrogant." Is this the tone of your pleading?"

Huang Jun was kicked over by Wang Zifeng, and his fear of him surged again, and he didn't dare to resist, begging for mercy: "For the sake of our acquaintance, you can let me go." I won't dare to provoke you again. ”

The tone was too blunt and not sincere enough. Yunhu walked over and commented.

Huang Jun pleaded with a bitter face: "I don't dare anymore, everyone raise your noble hands and let me go." I must be sincerely repentant. ”

"What do you say, leader?"

Wang Zifeng looked at the short man who led the way.

The short leader snorted coldly, picked up a stone next to him, and smashed it at Huang Jun's feet.

Suddenly, a scream rang out.

Huang Jun kept rolling on the ground holding his bloody feet.

"You just wanted to kill me, and it's already the greatest tolerance for me to take your leg. Don't let me see you in the future. The short man led the way and turned to leave.

Originally, he still had some womanly kindness, but after Huang Jun's relapse, he abandoned all of them.

At this moment, he seemed to be much taller.

The other people on the boat looked at him and some didn't recognize him.

Wang Zifeng and Yunhu followed the short man to lead the way.

The boat quickly set sail and headed downstream.

The river is gentle, you just need to follow the river down. The short leader did not stay in the cab and walked out.

Wang Zifeng and Cloud Fox were watching the scenery by the river from the deck.

The butterfly dance gate does not seem to be the most used for transportation of this river, the riverside has been carefully arranged, not only rockery and fake water, but also a variety of unique landscapes, there are many interesting places to play along the way.

Occasionally, they can see some people eating, drinking, and having fun, and the whole river is like a huge entertainment industry chain.

"You're not from our Butterfly Dance Gate, are you? The short leader said suddenly.

Yunhu laughed, looked at the short man leading the way, and said, "You finally see it." ”

"It's me who was in too much of a hurry to find a new person and didn't pay attention. I thought that the people who came in through the examination door were all newcomers. However, you don't seem to bother to hide yourselves, and you actually take action against the Yellow Army. "A normal newcomer wouldn't do that." ”

"But there are always exceptions. Wang Zifeng said.

"But those exceptions are big names. The short man led the way.

"And where are you taking us now?" asked Yunhu.

The short man led the way, his eyes darkened, and he said, "You helped me just now." I'll just act like I don't know anything. Newcomers will generally go to Diezhuang under the leadership of us, the guides, to accept tasks, accumulate contributions, and become new leaders. Are you going to come with me to Butterfly Village, or do you want to do it yourself?"

"Do you know where Xue Qianhong is?" Wang Zifeng suddenly asked.

The short man led the way and said, "Xue Qianhong, who is she?"

Yunhu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is the current master of your Butterfly Dance Gate?"

The short man led the way and said strangely, "We don't have a master." We have always been led by the Presbyterian Church. ”

Wang Zifeng and Yunhu glanced at each other, knowing that the level of the short leader was not enough, and he didn't know some secrets.

The existence of Xue Qianhong, the master of the door, is not only a secret to the outside, but also a secret to the bottom inside.

The two of them suddenly extinguished their thoughts of strolling around the butterfly dance gate.

Xue Qianhong's identity is kept secret even by insiders, and if they make a big disturbance when they are looking for her, it may make her very unhappy.

They had come to seek cooperation, and there was no need to offend her for such a trivial matter.

Thinking about it, Wang Zifeng tapped the missing butterfly attached to his collar with his finger.

It regained its spirituality in an instant, danced, and flew in one direction.

This direction is the direction of the river, and it seems that the Demon Blood Sword Ji is also taking this path.

The boat soon reached the end of the river, Wang Zifeng and Yunhu said goodbye to the short man who led the way, and then went on their own way, followed the butterfly, and headed towards a big Zhuangzi.

That is what the short man said about the butterfly village, which is the gathering place of the butterfly dance gate.

However, as a gathering place, it only gathers when there is a need, and many people usually do not stay here. Therefore, Wang Zifeng and Yunhu didn't spend much effort and slipped in.

Demon Blood Sword Ji doesn't seem to want to run into people, the route she chose is very remote, and there is no one along the way, but it gives Wang Zifeng and Yunhu a lot of convenience.

It didn't take long for them to come to a small courtyard.

This is a small courtyard in the middle of nowhere, clean and deserted, with no one, with a sense of loneliness.