The blood sun showed a thread, and the sky seemed to be soaked in blood.

Qin Feng opened his eyes and let out a long breath of turbidity.

He almost thought that the red-eyed gray squirrel in the new world would not be able to hold on, but he didn't expect to be saved by the young lady.

Now, it has swallowed a large number of pills and food containing spiritual powers, and is in the recovery period from its slumber.

Moreover, listening to what the young lady said, she clearly knew about the existence of the red-eyed gray squirrel.

In fact, when I think about it, I think it is reasonable.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have picked up the box containing the cold spirit fruit and put it down at the beginning, and the books on those fierce beasts and spirit beasts on the desk, as well as the cultivation and combination of those first-level secret arts, were probably deliberately placed there by her.

This is also a coincidence.

Of course, it feels good to be held in her arms......

"Dad......" Just when Qin Feng was reminiscing about it in his mind, suddenly a rough and rough voice sounded.

As soon as Qin Feng raised his eyes, he saw Lei Wuji with a scruffy beard, and suddenly there was no good feeling.

Qin Feng got up and stepped into the Death Swamp with Lei Wuji.

Maybe it's because of the relationship that he has gone through once, Qin Feng's state of mind is much calmer.

After all, only the unknown is terrifying, and no matter how terrifying the known is, there will be a bottom in the heart.

Again, with Lei Wuji, a master of Qi Cultivation Realm, by his side, and a golden-billed eagle hovering in the air, this safety factor is greatly increased.

Sure enough, along the way, the dangers encountered were all solved by Lei Wuji.

And this time, Qin Feng was not unlucky enough to encounter a large-scale swamp ant attack.

Before it got dark, Qin Feng successfully crossed the Death Swamp and came to the mouth of the Red Fire Valley.

Xie Wenli, they should all be fine, why don't you give them a surprise?

Qin Feng was thinking so, but as a result, Xie Wenli's eight daughters all appeared, screaming excitedly and rushing towards him.

"Team leader. Xie Wenli rushed to the front, looking like she wanted to rush over and hug him, but Qin Feng opened her hand, and as a result, she stopped with a sudden brake.

"I'm back. Qin Feng smiled.

The eight girls smiled brightly, but there were tears in their eyes.

"By the way, how do you know I'm back?" Qin Feng saw that the atmosphere was a little sensational, and hurriedly changed the topic.

Xie Wenli pointed to the sky, where the golden-billed eagle was hovering in the air.

Qin Feng was stunned, no wonder they appeared as soon as they entered the valley.

"Team leader, who is this uncle?" Xie Wenli asked as she looked at Lei Wuji behind Qin Feng.

"He's ......"

"Dad, I'm hungry. Qin Feng was just about to explain, but Lei Wujie pulled his sleeve and spoke.

Suddenly, the eight women were petrified, and the team leader had only been away for a few days, and he brought such a son back?

"Go in first, we'll explain later. "Qin Feng said.

By the hot spring pool, Xie Wenli and her sisters built a simple building next to it as a living place, and decorated it with various flowers and leaves.

A woman is a woman, if it was Qin Feng, it would be impossible to decorate it so exquisitely if she lived here for the rest of her life.

"Lei Wuji, he is that Lei Wuji!" After Xie Wenli heard Qin Feng tell him about Lei Wuji's identity, they all looked surprised, even the people in the slums had heard of the name of the crazy savage, let alone them.

"Auntie, do you call me?" Lei Wuji was gnawing on a rabbit leg, and when he heard their voices, he immediately turned his head and spoke.

Aunt......

Xie Wenli's eight women's faces were dark.

......

After Qin Feng had eaten and drunk enough, he soaked in the hot spring pool, he crossed his legs, put his arms out on the pool, and tilted his head back.

And next to him, there was Lei Wuji, who was in exactly the same posture as him.

No matter how Qin Feng's movements changed, Lei Wuji had to imitate them.

After Qin Feng finished soaking, he was about to get up, but looking at Lei Wuji's knotted hair, he hooked his fingers and asked him to come over.

Immediately, Qin Feng helped Lei Wuji trim his hair, and then helped him shave his beard with a knife.

Originally, Qin Feng wanted to call a female guard to get it, but Lei Wuji didn't let people get close, let alone let people move his hair and beard.

"It doesn't look that old. Qin Feng patted Lei Wuji's face.

After Lei Wuji cut his hair and shaved his beard, he looked like he was twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

After cleaning up, Qin Feng asked Xie Wenli and the eight girls to pack up their things.

"Team leader, are we going back?" Xie Wenli asked.

"Not going back. Qin Feng said lightly.

"Huh, where are you going?" Xie Wenli asked again.

"Revenge. Qin Feng's voice was low.

Xie Wenli's eight women all trembled when they heard this, and then held their heads high, one by one with excitement and excitement.

Looking for revenge on the blood thieves, they didn't want to, but they didn't dare to think about it.

No matter how many big caravans and big forces have no way to take the wasteland blood thieves.

But Qin Feng said that he wanted to take revenge, even if it was a sea of swords and fire, they were not afraid.

There is revenge, there is revenge, there is no need to think about it so complicated, this is the pleasure that can only be experienced by following Qin Feng.

Qin Feng thought of the dead Liu Cui, remembered the king camellia with a broken arm, and remembered the misery and embarrassment of being chased by blood thieves.

Now, it's time to get it all back.

The debt of blood can only be repaid with blood.

......

The Wasteland Blood Bandits are a group of bandits who have been plundering hunters and caravans for many years.

There are dozens of bandit gangs in the wasteland, large and small, and the bloodbands in the wasteland are not the most numerous, but they are the most famous.

Because the bloodbands of the wasteland are the most cruel, every time they plunder, they must return covered in blood.

There are more than 3,000 blood thieves in the wasteland, but not all of them are gathered together, they are usually divided into several groups to sweep around the wasteland, and only return to the lair with the loot for a month or two to rest and enjoy.

There are three of them, the big one wears a gold mask, the second one wears a silver mask, and the third one wears a black iron mask.

No one has seen them as they really are, and all that they have seen have become dead.

The Great Master is the most mysterious, and it is said that he only appears once a year.

The second boss often disappeared for two or three months.

The actual manager of the blood thief is the third master, because he wears a black iron mask, and outsiders call him "Old Iron".

"It's not good for the three masters. "A blood thief rushed into the lobby and said in a panic to the three masters who were holding a beautiful woman drinking and having fun.

"What's the matter?" the third master pushed the beauty in his arms away, stood up and asked sharply.

"The three teams we sent out today were all attacked by people and suffered heavy casualties. "That's it.

"What? who did that?" the three masters slapped their palms on the table in anger, leaving a clear handprint on it.

"I don't know, I just know it's a group of masked men. "Minions.

"Is there any catch to come back? Take me there, I'll ask for myself. The three masters got up and strode out.

Outside the hall where the blood thieves were meeting, dozens of badly wounded blood thieves lay on stretchers and wailed.

These blood thieves were all gouged out of their eyes, their noses and mouths cut, and even their hands and feet were all broken, and their whole bodies were wrapped like zongzi.

"Damn, send me all the people out and search for me, I want to see who's against our blood thieves. The third master came to look around, and then gave the order in a rage.

Soon, 500 of the more than 600 people left behind in the lair were sent out to find the murderer.

"Wow!"

At this moment, an eagle's cry sounded in the sky.

The third master raised his head, and his heart was a rin in his heart, wasn't the eagle of the second master domesticated by that kid named Qin Feng?