Chapter Twenty-Eight: Escape from the Hidden Mountains
Seeing that the billowing smoke was about to float up the mountainside, Zhan Feihong knew that if he stayed any longer, even if he was not burned to death, he would be smoked to death by the smoke in the sky.
Walking quickly to Wuxing's side, Zhan Feihong brought two followers of the Golden Devouring Ant into his waist bag. Floating a glance, the young man couldn't help frowning, if this big guy ran down the mountain, wouldn't he become the target of everyone.
But at this difficult moment, he can't think about it so much, so he will leave Yincang Mountain alive first, and then do something else. "Zaohua, follow me!" Zhan Feihong patted Zaohua's forehead with his hand, and one man and one beast began to flee.
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Looking at the monstrous fire on the Hidden Sky Mountain, Zhan Keman waved his hand at the henchmen around him, preparing to leave this place. "Congratulations, this time the little rabbit cub will definitely not come out alive!" a black-clad and masked Zhan family man chuckled in a low voice.
"Hmph, what if he escapes, he won't even think about my head!" Zhan Ke narrowed his eyes confidently.
"That's right, the master is smart!" After hearing this, the Zhanjia man hurriedly flattered.
"Little rabbit cub, I'm afraid that you won't be impulsive when the time comes, if you have the ability, you will go to the Liu family and pick the door of other people's houses?!
These two preparations have to be said to be vicious. If you don't go down the mountain, you will die, and if you go down the mountain, you will lose the only taboo place to save your life, and there is not much left to live. In this way, how can Zhan Keman be uncomfortable and happy?
"Leave quickly, don't be merciful when you meet a living mouth!" After laughing, Zhan Ke's eyes were full of sharpness, he pulled the reins of the horse, and galloped the horse.
He didn't expect that his joking words would become a reality in less than a day.
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Two black shadows, one large and one small, are constantly flying in the monstrous sea of fire.
"Creation, when we escape, I must reward you greatly!" Zhan Feihong followed the soaring route of Creation, flashing among the trees that had not yet all burned.
Not long ago, he was secretly anxious about how to escape from the burning situation. But when a man and a beast really stepped into the fire zone, the performance of creation was beyond the boy's expectations.
As if it was familiar with the road, the six green eyes of this huge black scythe spider only glanced at it, and easily found a thick tree trunk that had not yet burned off, and as soon as the spider silk in its mouth spat out, its body soared into the air.
Then, it flew over several tree trunks in succession, stopped at a distance, and silently waited for Zhan Feihong to follow.
"You're amazing!" stretched his eyes wide and watched the creation go around, Zhan Feihong couldn't help but crack his mouth and exclaimed.
I didn't expect this big guy to use spider silk so skillfully, it seems that he still needs more research. A trace of admiration flashed in the young man's mind, and with his memory, he shot out the spiritual silk towards the big tree where he had just landed.
However, his swing is too rusty compared to creation. Seeing his legs pass through the low flames, Zhan Feihong was so frightened that he trembled and was helpless, until he hugged the big tree with both hands, and then he wiped the little flames on his legs clean.
"It's too dangerousγγγγγγ Muttering a complaint, Zhan Feihong only felt that the smoke was choking, and hurriedly shot towards the second tree.
Once born, second mature, with the ingenuity of the young man, he soon became familiar with this way of escaping, and the position was getting closer and closer to creation.
Just when he was only one tree trunk away from the beast, a puff of black smoke was suddenly blown in front of him by the wind, causing his spirit silk to shoot a few points lower. After Zhan Feihong's body left the climbing tree, the flames violently burned the spiritual silk, and the small body slapped over the infinite waves of fire on the hillside due to inertia.
"Ahh
So he endured the fear in his heart, and his right hand instantly carried the golden spirit battle qi, and the light of the cross-border fist was stronger than the red fire for a while, and it blasted out violently.
I saw a golden circle of light suddenly emerge from a sea of fire, and where the circle of light spread, all the red was extinguished. Large expanses of dirt flipped outward with small fists, and the boy's body fell into the dirt pit.
"Phew!" Zhan Feihong casually spat out the dirt chips splashed in his mouth, he didn't have time to wipe the stains on his face, aiming at the highest point of the next tree, and shot out the spirit silk like lightning.
After many crises of burning himself in flames, the boy and the creation finally escaped from the Hidden Cangshan Mountain.
Taking a deep breath of fresh air, if it weren't for Zhan Feihong's unyielding will, he would have been unable to bear the smoke and fainted halfway.
At this moment, his whole body was black, and his eyes were even more tearful. I wanted to reach out and wipe my tears, but when I saw my dirty hands like black charcoal, the boy had to give up this action.
If it weren't for the dragon's double pupils, these eyes would definitely be blindedγγγγγγ
His bloodshot eyes stared coldly at the empty barrel where there was still a trace of fire oil at his feet, and he trampled the barrel to pieces with a "bang".
"Liu family, what you have done is amazing!" Zhan Feihong's gaze turned into the distance, making some kind of decision in his heart.
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Leaving a silver ingot, the boy took away a set of clothes from the wooden rack of drying while the peasant couple was still asleep.
Coming to the stream, Creation had already cleaned his huge body in the dead of night, and waited quietly next to a big stone to wait for Zhan Feihong.
"When you're done, go and hide in the woods for a while, and I'll be well soon." Zhan Feihong pointed to the woodland by the stream, and the creation jumped away with his mind.
Taking off the burned clothes on his body, the young man suddenly found that the oil-paper bag that was found from Yin Fei's body was still intact without being burned by the fire.
It is as should be that your own skin bag has been specially treated so that it can be set on fire and waterproof and will not burn out. But it's a little strange that his bag, which is similar to oil paper, has escaped the flames.
"It's extraordinary. Zhan Feihong nodded slightly, but unfortunately, until now, he didn't know what this bag was for. He had also raced that piece of jade pendant and the fierce beast Neidan into it before, but he was still bounced out of this bag, and the strength in it couldn't even compete with his cross-border spiritual transformation period.
After that, the boy didn't pay attention to such things anymore, after all, he often practiced day and night, and once his mind was occupied by cultivation, he didn't have time to think about those miscellaneous things.
Now that he noticed the oil-paper bag again, he was interested.
"Forget it, let's wash our bodies first. But the boy put it aside, and the dirt mixed with black smoke and dirt stuck to his body, which was really not pleasant.
I saw waves of black soup pulling a long line from behind Zhan Feihong along the flow of the stream, and it took him three cups of tea to restore his skin to its normal color.
Brushing away his wet hair, the boy stood quietly in the current, feeling the waves crashing against his chest.
Looking back on what happened in the past two months, Zhan Feihong is no longer sure whether his sudden rapid promotion is a blessing or a curse.
If he hadn't had that cross-border fist, he wouldn't have dared to stand at the entrance of the cave and wait when the wood fire python fled, let alone kill the beast with three punches.
If the wood fire python does not die, how can the giant fire python come out to harm people? In the final analysis, the people of the Wu and Liu families died indirectly at his hands.
βγγγγγγ Am I wrong?" a look of confusion flashed in the boy's eyes.
But soon, the color of confusion returned to clarity.
"Without these adventures, I would have died a long time ago!" Zhan Feihong smiled coldly, "How can we talk about revitalizing my Zhan family's business? How can I see through the insidiousness of the second uncle? And what can I take revenge?!"
In this cruel world of spirituality, without strength, there is nothing!
After an ideological struggle, the young man's mind matured a lot again. He finally calmed down and returned his attention to the stream.
It didn't matter what I saw, I just saw Wuxing hit the lid of the leather bag and sneak out.
Anyway, it's out of danger, so it's good to let the wind go. Zhan Feihong thought like this, so he didn't care about the five stars who were running around. But the next scene really shocked him.
The five-star, which finally came out to breathe, quickly crawled around the figure eight, and after a while, it came to the mouth of the oiled paper bag that was opened by the boy and thrown aside.
only heard a "whoosh", and Wuxing's half-palm-sized body was sucked into the oiled paper bag. And after this bag finished absorbing the five stars, there was no sign of bulging, as if it was still empty.
"Five-star, five-star!" frightened the boy, and he rushed to the shore in three steps and two steps, picked up the oil-paper bag and poured it downward. However, after pouring for a long time, I didn't even see a shadow.
"Isn't it?" If the five stars disappeared like this, it would be ridiculous! Zhan Feihong stared blankly at the empty oil-paper bag, at a loss for a moment.
After being stunned for a long time, he gradually came to his senses and faced reality.
"Brute force doesn't workγγγγγγ While talking to himself, the young man looked at the oil-paper bag again, and in his messy mind, he suddenly remembered the housekeeping skill of summoning spirit beasts.
"That's right, how did I forget the Lianmai Seal!" his eyes lit up, and Zhan Feihong sighed stupidly.
The fingers form a special posture, and the veins on the back of the hand begin to float on the epidermis, and the contours of the veins are clearer for young people in the agile period.
As if sensing his call, the oil-paper bag really trembled, and then, the body of the five stars appeared in front of the mouth of the bag out of thin air.
Zhan Feihong carefully held the five stars in his hand, and he roughly observed for a while, basically unchanged.
PS: I have a fever, I'm late, I'm sorry.