Xiao Long saw that Xiao Le did not come to him, but still returned to the original place, the small movement made his eyes narrow, but he didn't say anything.

Then, he glanced at everyone again and said lightly: "The caravan is already waiting outside, let's go." ”

With that, he turned and walked out the door.

However, the next moment, a voice interrupted his steps.

"Senior Brother Xiao, I feel like we've got an ant mixed in our team!"

Hearing this, Xiao Long raised his eyebrows, turned his head to follow the prestige, and it was a slightly thin young man in yellow who spoke.

The man's face was sickly white, his two drooping bags were even darker, and his long hair was scattered behind him, and at first glance he looked like a terminally ill madman.

However, the strong aura faintly emanating from his body is not fake, and the gloomy gaze in a pair of eagle eyes is even more mean.

Even Xiao Long frowned when he saw the image of the young man, and said coldly: "You can't be my brother when you say it, right?"

At the same time, there was a faint coercion on his body, but it was controlled by him to a certain extent, like a volcano that would erupt at any time.

Seeing this, the pupils of the young man in yellow shrank violently, and his already pale face was even whiter with fright, and he waved his hand again and again: "Of course not! Of course not!"

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at Han Feng and said, "I'm talking about that kid! He only has the triple cultivation of the Yuan Soul Realm!

Han Feng, who was pointed at by the former, narrowed his eyes, but it was not because of the words of the young man in yellow, but because he saw his extraordinarily black nails, as if they were coated with ink.

Contacting the appearance of the young man in yellow, the corners of Han Feng's mouth raised slightly, and he seemed to understand something in his heart.

And Xiao Long also looked at Han Feng at this time, but when he just wanted to speak, he was preempted by Xiao Le beside Han Feng.

I saw that his face was a little anxious and said to Xiao Long: "He is my friend!"

Hearing this, Han Feng glanced at Xiao Le with some surprise, it seemed that Xiao Le really wanted to befriend him.

But what made him pay more attention was a small detail, that is, Xiao Le's brother Xiao Long didn't even call him!

However, Xiao Long on the other side didn't seem to care about this, or he was used to it a long time ago.

He said lightly, "So what?"

"That ......"

Xiao Le's body trembled slightly, he didn't expect that his eldest brother would be so disregarded about his face.

He was speechless for a while, his face was a little ugly, and at the same time he glanced at Han Feng apologetically.

However, the latter only smiled faintly, shook his head slowly, and motioned for Xiao Le to continue listening.

The latter was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look at Xiao Long.

Sure enough, I saw Xiao Long's stereotypical face slowly turn to the yellow-clothed young man, and said lightly: "If you can look at me for half a minute, even if you only have the cultivation of the Bone Refining Realm, I, Xiao Long, will still take you with me!"

The young man in yellow didn't expect Xiao Long to target him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was a little ugly and he clenched his fists and said, "It's me who is too talkative!"

Seeing this, Xiao Long nodded lightly, then glanced at the other four people, and said, "Do you have any other opinions?"

"Nope!"

The four of them shook their heads in unison.

"Let's go, then. ”

Xiao Long said something in a deep voice and turned around and walked out, but when he turned around, his eyes glanced at Han Feng and Xiao Le quickly.

The five of them hurriedly followed, while Han Feng and Xiao Le were at the end.

Xiao Le still stopped in place, looking at Xiao Long's broad back with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng on the side sighed secretly, patted Xiao Le's shoulder, and then took the lead to follow.

Although he didn't know what the gap was between Xiao Le and Xiao Long, Han Feng could feel that the brotherhood between the two still existed, but it had changed because of some unknown things.

......

Due to the slow speed of the caravan, it was not until night fell that Han Feng and the others entered the Wushui Valley, the only place to go to the imperial city this time.

Looking at the familiar scenery, the familiar night, and listening to the familiar sound of the stream, Han Feng's eyes looked in a direction deep in the Wushui Valley, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc.

Qingfeng Village, master, I'm back again!

I don't know if that Qingfeng Lord is still there, and the strength of that old man can't compete with the current Han Feng at all.

However, even if the old man is still there, Han Feng doesn't care, anyway, last time under the leadership of Gao Wencheng and the others, Han Feng had already written down the route to Qingfeng Village.

This time, he planned to sneak in secretly and take a good look at the so-called Qingfeng Zhai forbidden land that Qingfeng Master said he said!

......

Tonight, the sky was cloudy, the moonlight could not penetrate, and it was pitch black all around, and everyone could only move forward with torches in hand.

With the ability of the warrior, he can still sense the things around him in this pitch-black environment, and the main purpose of holding the torch is to illuminate the shadow horse.

After the caravan had traveled through the valley for a quarter of an hour, Xiao Long, who was at the front, suddenly stopped, stretched out his right hand with his back to the crowd, and signaled to stop.

Immediately, he turned around slowly and said lightly: "It's too dark, and the terrain in the Dock Water Valley is extremely complicated, let's rest here for one night, and tomorrow dawn is moving forward." ”

After walking for a long time, I was able to rest, and everyone naturally had no opinions.

They found a tree to tie the horses, and then took out their tents and began to set them up.

There were many ordinary people in the caravan, they were all workers of the Xiao family who mined dock water, and because of their perennial mining experience, they often knew more about dock water than those big families who mastered the source of dock water.

Therefore, they are also brought on to prevent some abnormal conditions in the dock water of the escort, so that they can be dealt with in time.

It didn't take a while.

The tents were set up, and some people took out some dry food to eat, some people gathered together and began to gather some firewood to make a grill to make some meat to eat, and some people went directly into the tent and began to rest.

Xiao Le's mood was very low all the way, and he said hello to Han Feng and went into the tent to rest.

As for Han Feng, he didn't bring any tents, but he didn't need them.

He looked around and saw that everyone was busy, but he didn't feel that he was very hungry, so he thought about going straight to a big tree to rest.

However, when he had just found a sturdy tree and wanted to jump on it, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of a lonely figure sitting on a stone by the stream not far away, holding a wine jug in his hand, and taking a sip.

The corners of Han Feng's mouth twitched, and after thinking about it, he slowly walked up.

When Han Feng was less than fifty meters behind him, the figure held the hand raised up by the wine jug and paused, as if sensing Han Feng.

But he didn't seem to care, and continued to raise the flask in his hand, and tilted his head to take another sip of wine.

Looking at the back, Han Feng smiled faintly, stepped forward and sat next to Xiao Long.

Immediately, he fumbled through the storage bag, took out a worn-out wine gourd, and stretched it out in front of Xiao Long.

"Give me some wine?"