Chapter Seventy-Eight: Travel

"Elder Xiao, let's go now to find something sensed by the broken sword?" Ye Feng said to Elder Xiao beside him.

He ended his cultivation before dawn, and last night he said that he would go to find the broken sword early this morning, and it could be another part of it, according to Xiao Lao's speculation, this may be the divine soldier with the power to kill gods and demons, the Firmament Divine Sword.

However, as Xiao Lao said, I can't be sure, but whether it is a fragment of the Sky Sword or not, Ye Feng is already very excited, if it is the best, if not, then it should be regarded as a trial, and this broken blade can make Xiao Lao say that it can bring death to himself, it must also be a very precious thing.

"Well, the broken sword is still guiding the way, you just follow its instructions!" Xiao Lao said.

"Okay!" Ye Feng grabbed the glowing broken sword that had been floating there and put it in his arms, and the light of the broken sword was immediately blocked by the fiery red fire cloud robe.

Push open the door and walk out

Xiao Lao also entered the jade pendant space at the moment when Ye Feng went out.

Walking towards the Burning Cloud Peak, he stopped as soon as he came to the foot of the Martial Refining Peak.

Ye Feng, who had stopped, plunged into the big grass pile on the side of the road, and when he came out again, the fiery red cloud robe of the inner disciple of the Burning Cloud Sect on Ye Feng's body was replaced by a black suit.

Ye Feng felt that wearing a Fire Cloud robe and letting others know that he was an inner disciple of the Burning Cloud Sect might be easier to do some things, but there would also be troubles, such as stammering!

"Elder Xiao, where are we going now?" Ye Feng asked Elder Xiao in his heart after sorting out his clothes.

"You take out the broken sword, doesn't it have directions!" Xiao Lao's voice sounded.

"That's right!" Ye Feng patted the back of his head, remembering that the glowing broken sword shone out a beam of light, which was the direction of guidance.

Reaching into his arms, he took out the broken sword and looked at the beam of light that came out of the broken sword.

"The Burning Cloud Sect is on the south side, then my current front is the north, well, then the direction indicated by the broken sword is, west!" Behind Ye Feng is the Burning Cloud Mountain Range, and the Burning Cloud Mountain Range is located in the south, so he knows that the direction that Yu Pei is pointing to is the west.

"Old Xiao, west-oriented!" Ye Feng said to Xiao Lao in his heart while putting the broken sword into his arms. And why did he put the broken sword into his arms, not into the boundary finger, it was because he had collected it before leaving, but as soon as he put it in, it floated in front of him again in the next second, and even Xiao Lao couldn't figure out what was going on, after trying it a few times, Ye Feng simply kicked it in his arms.

"Then let's go, but I don't know how long it will take, you don't have to say hello to those little babies, after all, you said you were going to see them challenge!" Xiao Lao said.

"I still don't want this, I'll apologize to them when I come back!" It's just dawn now, Ye Feng thinks that they should still be cultivating, so he won't bother, and I'll apologize to them when he comes back.

"In that case, let's go!" said Xiao Lao.

"Hmm!" Ye Feng nodded, and walked along the main road, he meant to cross the Fallen Mountain Range first, and start west from the other side of the Fallen Mountain Range, there was a road to the west, and if he set off from here to the west, it would be a little harder to walk, because there was no way. Although there is such a sentence that there is no road on the ground, and if there are more people walking, it will become a road, but Ye Feng is the first to go, so he thinks it is better to forget it.

Ye Feng, who had crossed the Fallen Mountains, appeared in front of a fork in the road.

There are two intersections on the left and right, the road on the right is the road he drove from his house, and the road to the west is on the left.

When he was here, Ye Feng felt the urge to go home, but in the end, he held back, raised his steps and walked towards the road on the left.

"It seems that few people walk on this road!" walked for more than an hour, but did not see a second person on the road.

This road is formed along the edge of the Fallen Mountains, and there are often monsters jumping out of the Fallen Mountains to hurt people, so there are very few people who walk them.

"Step, step, step!" Suddenly, there was a sound of horses' hooves in front of Ye Feng, and gradually, a horse appeared in Ye Feng's eyes.

When the horse approached, Ye Feng saw a girl covered in blood on the horse's back.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and flicked the reins of the horse, the horse's front hooves were raised, and then stopped, and at this time, Ye Feng was not in front of the horse, but behind the horse.

When the horse's front hooves were lifted just now, the girl on its back had already slipped off its back, and Ye Feng's feet flashed and caught the girl who had slipped down.

"Girl, are you alright, girl?" Ye Feng shook the woman who had fainted in his arms.

"Childe, quick, go and save my young lady, she is still being besieged by demon beasts, I came out to beg ......" Before the woman finished speaking, her eyes closed again and she fainted.

"Hey, where is your young lady?" Ye Feng shook the woman who fainted again, but the woman did not wake up.

"Claw marks!" Ye Feng suddenly saw that there were many claw marks on her body, and blood was constantly flowing out of the wounds.

Ye Feng hurriedly took out the Blood Recovery Pill from the Boundary Finger and fed it to the woman, this time the Blood Pill also had the function of stopping bleeding, and it could also make the wound recover quickly, which was refined for him by Xiao Lao before.

"Look at the direction she came from, her young lady should be in front!" Thinking of this, Ye Feng hugged the woman who had not woken up yet, flew to the back of the horse, holding the reins, although he had never ridden a horse!

The horse galloped at great speed.

"Miss, what shall we do now!" asked a bloodied guard with a sword in his hand, to the girl standing in the carriage.

The girl didn't say anything, and looked at the Netherwind wolves who surrounded her and more than a dozen guards: "Zi'er, you must bring things back to Daddy, otherwise Daddy will be even more sad!" The girl felt that in the hands of the Netherwind wolves, she had no complete corpse to keep, at most there were some bones left, so she asked the maid to take her jade pendant back to her father.

"Uncle Cheng, even if you die, you have to pull a few more beasts together!" the girl said to the questioning guard.

"Okay!" the guard nodded in response, but now he regretted that he didn't stop the young lady from taking this path in the first place, what he didn't expect was to meet the Netherwind Wolves, and it was the Netherwind Wolves with the Wolf King, but now there was no way, so he could only kill a few more Nether Wind Wolves to be buried together.

Brothers, even if you die, you have to bury a few more together!" said the guard, who was called Uncle Cheng by the girl, to the other guards.

"Good!" said the other guards at the same time.

"That's it!" Ye Feng drove the horse forward with the reins in one hand, and hugged the woman in his arms with the other hand to prevent her from falling, and in the distance, Ye Feng saw a group of Nether Wind Wolves surrounding a carriage, and it was several guards with weapons in their hands who were surrounding the carriage, their eyes vigilantly surrounding them.

"Drive!" Ye Feng shouted, and the speed of the horses when he sat down was mentioned again, and he quickly walked towards the carriage.

"Miss, someone is coming!" the guard named Uncle Cheng heard the sound of horses' hooves, and watched as a young man with a man in his arms galloped towards them on horseback.

Needless to say, the girl also saw it, and she saw clearly who the boy was holding in his arms, it was her personal maid, Zi'er.

His eyes moved away from Zi'er's body, and he looked at the young man who was riding a horse, about the same age, and with a delicate face of sixteen or seventeen years old, and muttered in his heart: "Are you Zi'er looking for us to save us?"