In the woods behind the mountain, the afternoon sun is lazily shining through the leaves, and the animals in the woods seem to be infected, silently.

Suddenly, a colorful pheasant came out from behind a big tree, extremely fast, even flying and chirping, and a rise and landing was already ten meters away.

As soon as the pheasant landed, a small figure followed, opening its hand and grabbing the pheasant.

The pheasant reacted very quickly, and when the little hands were about to touch it, it jumped again and flew out several meters, which was able to avoid this catch.

The boy was not discouraged, and stamped his foot vigorously and pounced on the pheasant.

When the pheasant saw that the pursuer was arriving again, he just wanted to fly again, but he saw that the boy was still some distance away from the pheasant, and suddenly his hand turned into a palm and pressed the pheasant, and the pheasant trembled, and fell from the air, and after landing, he was motionless and lost his vitality.

The boy landed steadily, took a deep breath, picked up the pheasant on the ground in high spirits, and ran in the direction from which he came.

In the open space surrounded by several towering trees, Wan'er, who was dressed in a white dress, put the dry firewood she had just picked up on the ground, and found a few large stones to form a circle in the middle of the clearing.

Shen Feng's family wanted to invite the neighbor who helped to collect the land to dinner tonight, but he didn't want to participate, so he said that he would go to Wei's house to spend the night.

But it was only in the afternoon, and the two children came to the back mountain to play. Shen Feng said that he wanted to make a bonfire party for Wan'er, although he didn't know what a bonfire party was, but Wan'er, who had always been well-behaved and obedient, did not refuse, and obediently listened to Shen Feng's words to prepare firewood.

As soon as the firewood was set up, Shen Feng's loud cry was heard from a distance.

"Wan'er, I'm back, see what I've got?"

Wan'er happily ran to Shen Feng's side and looked at him curiously.

"What? , I came back with some mushrooms and pears? Wan'er was a little disappointed.

"Hey, the gluttonous cat is still not happy? Check this out. As soon as he said this, Shen Feng turned around and leaked out a pheasant pinned to his waist and a rabbit.

"Haha, it's pretty much the same, there's meat to eat." Wan'er said happily.

By the firewood, Shen Feng skillfully handled the prey with a knife, and Wan'er sat next to him with her hands and knees, watching him play there with interest.

Suddenly, Wan'er seemed to have found something, picked up the processed pheasant, pointed to a small black hole in the pheasant with her hand, and asked curiously:

"Brother Feng, what's going on with this hole? Why is it all mushy? ”

Shen Feng replied nonchalantly while handling the rabbit:

"Shoot with spiritual power."

"Huh? Brother Feng, have you broken through to the second-grade martial artist? Wan'er asked in surprise.

"How can it be so fast, and even the peak of a product has not yet arrived. It's just that like you, when you practiced internal strength, you washed away the Lao Gong acupoint in the palm of your hand, and now it's just the spiritual power that is released, and the internal force still can't be released. Shen Feng said as he strung the processed rabbit with a branch.

"Wow! That's pretty awesome, too! Brother Feng, you are really a genius, hurry up and show Wan'er practice. Wan'er jumped up and pulled Shen Feng to let him demonstrate.

Shen Feng stood up helplessly, put on a good posture, felt it a little, and slammed his hand at the firewood pile next to him.

Wan'er felt that the air around her was suddenly hot, but it was only a matter of a moment, only to see a few firewood in the firewood pile being beaten out for a long time, and when she ran closer, one of the firewood had been cut off by the waist, and there were still scorched marks at the fracture, and a trace of green smoke was bubbling up.

Wan'er picked up the broken firewood, ran to Shen Feng's side excitedly, and said loudly:

"Brother Feng, it's really a release of spiritual power! Why didn't you tell Wan'er and Grandpa? ”

Shen Feng's expression seemed to be a little lost, and he said sullenly:

"Hey, haven't you been busy with the harvest at home recently, and you haven't gone to Wei Lao's. Besides, although the spiritual power can be released, it is too far behind you. I'm so embarrassed to show off. ”

Shen Feng paused, and then said:

"The palm you faced with the giant wolf that day, the spiritual power was like a long snake. And I sent this out, although it was colorless and formless, but I felt like an earthworm. And it's very close. ”

"How far can it be?" Wan'er asked.

"About seven or eight meters away," Shen Feng said.

"What do you mean by seven or eight meters? How far is seven or eight meters? Wan'er wondered.

"Ahh It's just six or seven steps. Shen Feng only reacted after speaking, Wan'er should not understand the unit of measurement in the twentieth century, and hurriedly explained.

"That's indeed a bit close, but Brother Feng, your spiritual power seems to be very strong, and you can see that the fracture of this firewood is all scorched. It's okay, just ask grandpa how to cultivate at night. As she spoke, Wan'er patted Shen Feng's shoulder to show comfort.

"Well, I originally planned to ask Master today, but Master is not at home, nor is he in Drunken Immortal Residence, so I don't know why I went." Shen Feng muttered.

"Well, grandpa went out in the morning, and he didn't say where he was going, he said he would come back later in the evening. Ah! We didn't bring flint with us, so how can we make a fire? I'll go home and get it. Wan'er hurriedly said.

"Oh, silly sister, don't use flint, look at me." Shen Feng instantly became proud, and grabbed Wan'er, who turned around to leave.

Wan'er looked at Shen Feng curiously, only to see Shen Feng casually pick up a handful of withered grass beside him, hold it between his hands, and exert his arms.

After a while, smoke came out of the hayball, and Shen Feng hurriedly blew it with his mouth.

The smoke was getting bigger and bigger, faintly flames came out of the hay, and Wan'er looked at Shen Feng incredulously, the boss with a small mouth open.

Seeing that the flames were getting bigger, Shen Feng unhurriedly stuffed the hay under the firewood. It blew for a while, and when the fire started, it stopped.

Wan'er hurriedly grabbed Shen Feng's hand, looked at it a few times, and asked with concern:

"Brother Feng, you didn't burn your hands, did you?"

Shen Feng waved his hand again in front of Wan'er's eyes, indicating that there was no problem, and comforted:

"It's okay, you see. I've been rough and thick since I was a child, and this temperature can't help me. ”

Wan'er saw that Shen Feng was fine, so she exhaled lightly and asked:

"Brother Feng, how did you do it?"

Shen Feng raised his head, thought for a while, and said:

"Since I broke through the palace acupoint, it's okay, but I can only bake the hay, and I can't light an open flame, it should be that the temperature is not enough, so I can only blow with my mouth while exercising."

"Brother Feng is so powerful." Wan'er looked at Shen Fengdao adoringly.

Shen Feng was a little embarrassed, lowered his head, and roasted on the fire with the rabbit rack he had dressed.

A crescent moon climbed the treetops, and Shen Feng and Wan'er covered the bonfire with sand. The two of them rubbed their round little bellies and walked down the mountain satisfied.

There was a shout of killing in the distance, Shen Feng subconsciously grabbed Wan'er's hand, pulled her behind him, and looked vigilantly in the direction where the sound came.

Wan'er hid behind Shen Feng and whispered:

"Brother Feng, what's the voice over there?"

Shen Feng gently pressed Wan'er's mouth with his fingers and said softly:

"There seems to be a fight over there, and there is a faint sound of weapons intersecting, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, let's get out of here quickly." After speaking, he pulled Wan'er and ran down the mountain.

Suddenly, Shen Feng stopped his steps, pulled Wan'er behind a big tree, and slowly lay on the ground.

Not long after lying down, a man fell from the tree. The man was shirtless, covered in wounds, and a pair of coarse cloth pants soaked in blood. Gasping for air.

He also saw Shen Feng and Wan'er, holding up a finger to the two children's mouths, signaling them to keep quiet. Then he tried to prop himself up with his hands, trying to leave in the other direction.

But he tried twice, and failed both due to his injuries. The man shook his head in disappointment, and said in a voice that was only the three of them:

"I'm sorry, two children, I'm being hunted down, and I may be going to hurt you. You two run in other directions, maybe there is still a chance to escape. ”

Shen Feng nodded, and was just about to take Wan'er to get up and leave, when a person's voice came from behind the tree.

"Come out, I know you're there, don't you sell your salt and make a little money? If you don't die, you have to touch our secrets. Come out obediently, I can still give you a good time. If you don't come out, let me find you, it will make your life worse than death. ”

Shen Feng pulled Wan'er and squatted down gently. I thought: It's really good to die and encounter this unfortunate thing, it seems that I can only give it a go, I don't know if Wan'er and I can deal with this person.

Shen Feng sneaked a glance at the pursuer outside from behind the tree, and saw that the man was wrapped under a black cloak, exuding a pale cyan energy shield around his body, and a lotus flower tattooed on his pale face.

Step by step, the pursuers walked in the direction of the tree, apparently already spotting the movement.

Shen Feng felt that the lotus flower on the person's face seemed familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Shen Feng looked back at Wan'er, who nodded at him.

The silence in the woods was terrifying, and only the rustle of the pursuers' feet on the fallen leaves could be heard.

Shen Feng held his breath and condensed, and said with words in his mouth:

"Twelve, eleven, ten......"

Wan'er looked at him in confusion behind Shen Feng's back, although she couldn't hear what he was muttering, but there was a faint flash of green light in her hand, as if she was ready for battle.

Suddenly, Shen Feng shouted: "Five meters! ”

Immediately after Shen Fenghui raised his hand, the surrounding air suddenly rose, and a high-temperature spiritual power shot out from his palm.

The pursuer smiled slightly, obviously he had already prepared, the energy shield around him was victorious, and as soon as he used his strength, he rushed towards the direction of the big tree, not caring about Shen Feng's attack at all.

At this moment, a green light slammed into his cyan shield, and the pursuer's figure was stunned, and the shield-colored light dimmed.

Shen Feng's spiritual power followed, and just at the moment when the shield light weakened, it hit the oncoming bone of the pursuer's calf.

The pursuer screamed, covered his calves and said hatefully:

"I didn't expect that I also found two second-grade martial artists to help, and you have a big life, but next time you won't be so lucky."

After the pursuer finished speaking, he endured the pain and limped into the depths of the woods.