Both sides are ancestor-like existences, and no one in Han Yuyi is willing to take offense, so he has to go left and right, showing a strong desire to survive, and in such a tense state, Han Yuyi's head was soon covered with sweat, but he still dealt with Li Yuyan and Xuanyuan Qiao'er with a smiling face.

Seeing this scene, the two bad friends, Dong Zhan and Zhang Rufeng, covered their mouths and pursed their lips unkindly, as if they were very happy to see Han Yuyi's bad luck.

Han Yuyi saw all this, and he was angry in his heart, "Okay, it's okay if you don't help me break the siege, you still dare to look at me like this joke, I remember this hatred, hum!"

Time always flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, the night is deep, and everyone is gradually falling asleep, except for Han Yuyi.

I saw Han Yuyi sitting next to the fire, and the wood in his hand poked the fire to make it fully burn so that it would not be extinguished, and after filling a handful of firewood again, Han Yuyi got up and walked out of the cave and came outside.

At this moment, Han Yuyi was obviously in a bad mood, because his face was full of melancholy, and he sighed lightly for some reason, raised his head and stared at the bright moon in the night sky.

"Featherwings, are you missing your mother again?"

Just when Han Yuyi was about to be in a daze, he suddenly heard movement behind him, the sound was cold wind, and Han Yuyi was very familiar.

Han Yuyi woke up like a dream, and after being surprised, he quickly turned around, and sure enough, he saw that Han Feng was standing a meter away from him at the moment, looking at himself intently.

Han Yuyi coughed a little unnaturally, "Father, why haven't you rested so late?"

Hanfeng replied with a smile, "Originally, I wanted to rest, but I found you tiptoeing out, so I came to take a look." ”

It turned out that he was worried about him! Thinking of this, Han Yuyi's heart warmed slightly.

Then, I saw the cold wind take a step forward and stand side by side with him, staring at the moon in the night sky with deep eyes, and sighed slightly, "I won't tell you, I also miss your mother, I think when she was still by my side, I was a little annoyed by her broken thoughts for a while, but now, I regret not being at the beginning, even if I want to listen to her nagging at me again, it is just a luxury." ”

"Alas, man is such a self-contradictory species, when he has something, he will definitely not cherish it, but once he waits until the moment of loss, he will understand what it is like to be heartbroken!"

Hearing Han Feng's sad words, Han Yuyi's heart was also mixed, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of thugs, and at the same time, Han Yuyi's hatred for Shuramen, the culprit who completed this situation, became more and more intense.

The revenge of killing the mother is not shared!

Seeing that Han Yuyi was silent, the puzzled Han Feng turned his head to look at him, but he just happened to keenly catch the fierce color in Han Yuyi's eyes.

For this situation, even the cold wind didn't know how to appease it, so he could only sigh secretly in his heart, but he also hated the huge strength of the Shura Sect.

Long.

I only heard Han Feng take a deep breath, and Chong Han Yuyi with a serious expression said a word, "Yuyi, you must remember that this hatred must never be forgotten, but you must not let hatred blind your eyes, if you are swayed by it, you will be tortured every day, believe in your mother, and she will not see this happen, do you understand?"

Hearing this, the aura emanating from Han Yuyi's body slowly subsided, and he closed his eyes and exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, only then did he open his eyes and nodded at Han Feng, "Father, I understand, I will never let hatred control my mind!"

Hanfeng smiled very relievedly, "Hehe, since that's the case, then I'm much more relieved." ”

After a pause, the cold wind coughed lightly, "It's cold in the middle of the night, go back and rest early, you still have to get up early tomorrow!"

Han Feather Wing nodded, and walked into the cave side by side with Cold Wind.

Speechless all night.

Early the next morning, the sun had just risen over the eastern mountains, and Han Yuyi and his party packed up and prepared to set off.

The people standing at the entrance of the cave stayed where they were, and Han Yuyi unceremoniously shouted at the Xuanlong who was still sleeping inside: "Uncle Xuan, you still can't get up after the sun is drying your buttocks?

Xuanlong didn't even open his eyes, and when he heard Han Yuyi say this, he waved his hand impatiently, and muttered sticky, "Don't bother me, you guys go first, I'll be there later!"

Hearing this, everyone was right to think about it carefully, anyway, no matter how fast they were, it was impossible to shake Xuanlong away, so let him go.

Then, Hanfeng and his party stepped on their horses, identified a direction and galloped away.

After they left, about half an hour later, the dragon woke up.

Standing up and stretching, Xuanlong followed their remaining breath and chased after them as fast as he could.

In a blink of an eye, the time came to noon, the scorching sun hung high in the sky, and the high temperature baked the sweaty people who were hurrying, and they couldn't help but feel irritable in their hearts.

And Xuanlong had already caught up with the cold wind before, and at this moment, while keeping flying at a high altitude, he was holding a huge leaf above his head, blocking the scorching sun, which was in stark contrast to the cold wings and his party.

Suddenly, at this time, a forest not far in front of him met the eyes of the cold wind, combined with the fact that everyone's physical strength was about to reach the limit, so he pulled the reins, slowed down the speed, and said in his mouth.

"The big guys are tired too, so let's go to the woods to rest for a while, just to escape the heat!"

"Whew!"

As soon as they heard this, Han Yuyi and the others, who had been listless a moment ago, instantly lifted their spirits, their eyes lit up, and they applauded loudly.

In this way, everyone approached the woods with a clear goal, but what they didn't know was that in the woods, there was a group of ill-intentioned people eyeing them.

"Big brother, here is another group of meat tickets!" A little brother with a bright machete stood at the edge of the woods and watched, and after discovering the traces of Han Yuyi and his party, he hurriedly ran inside to report.

The person who is called the eldest brother by this person is a middle-aged man, not only with a beard, but also with a scar of about five centimeters on his face, which adds to the evil spirit.

Beside the bandit elder brother, there are eight younger brothers, all of whom are also armed with various weapons, exuding a faint evil aura on their bodies, and they are obviously outlaws who have lives under their hands.

Although there are only ten of them in total, they are obviously not ordinary people, they all exude martial arts, in addition to the eldest brother, the cultivation realm of these nine younger brothers has also reached a good martial arts realm.

Especially the big brother bandit, the cultivation realm has reached the early stage of the martial king realm, and the combination is also a force that should not be underestimated!

In the face of their group of people, ordinary passing businessmen and people must only admit to planting, breaking wealth and avoiding disasters, few people dare to resist, but it is not without passers-by who even they can't afford to provoke, but the probability of the latter is very small, and they have not experienced it a few times, so they have always been a power and blessing, and they live happily like immortals.

This forest is the territory occupied by their group of bandits, that is, outsiders like Han Yuyi don't know this, and the nearby towns and villages all know this notorious place, and they can bypass it as much as possible, but if they can't get around, they can only pay money to buy tolls.

However, it is a pity that this group of bandits is about to encounter the group of people who are cold wind, not to mention the five young people of Han Yuyi, they can almost solve them, especially the cold wind of the middle realm of the Martial Emperor, or the Xuanlong of the sixth-order peak realm, these two will kill them in seconds casually every minute!

It may be that the heavy blood debts they commit on weekdays are too heavy, and the heavens can't stand it anymore, and when they meet them, it can be regarded as this group of bandits who have fallen into blood mold for eight lifetimes.

Slowly, Han Yuyi and his party, led by Han Feng, rode their horses into the woods.

The foliage on both sides of the road blocked the scorching sun's rays, and the breeze blew in a particularly cool way, and at the same time calmed everyone's distraction.

Just as Han Yuyi and the others were about to dismount and rest for a while, they saw a stop gesture from the cold wind in front of them.

Han Yuyi asked in a puzzled whisper, "Father, what's wrong?"

At this moment, the cold wind's eyes were slight, his eyes were alert and he glanced at the dense woods in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly with interest, and he sneered, "Heh, don't hide it, come out!"

When they heard this, everyone was taken aback, and they all cheered up and looked around.

Xuanlong, who had stopped with everyone, was still suspended in the air, staring at the ten bandits hiding in the shadows with great disdain, and sneered coolly, "Extremely stupid!"

"Hahaha, the perception is not bad, and he actually found us!"

Since they heard Han Feng say this, the bandits naturally did not continue to hide in vain, and walked out of their respective hiding places in a scattered manner, and very skillfully surrounded everyone, it seems that they are indeed senior bandits!

The appearance of the bandit leader was already eye-catching, and coupled with what he had just spoken, Han Feng and his party naturally regarded him as the leader of this group of bandits.

The big brother of the bandit put the back of the machete in his hand on the back of his head, and said with a cockish look: "I opened this mountain, I planted this road, if you want to live from here, leave and buy road money!"

As a master of the mid-stage realm of the Martial Emperor, Han Feng naturally would not take this group of shrimp soldiers and crabs in his eyes, but his aura was completely restrained, so it was no wonder that this group of bandits dared to come to seek death.