In the Fengyang Sect, Han Feng held a bowl of fragrant black chicken soup in both hands, and prepared to secretly go out again with a relieved smile.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for another three days. I don't know how Xiao Wu's cultivation is, I think I should be able to successfully play the tenth picture, right? Hehe, this kid suffered a little blow last time, but I'm afraid he will have to work harder again. However, this guy just doesn't pay much attention to his body, and he doesn't wait for his stomach to protest but he is afraid that he won't even be too lazy to eat, and if he goes on like this, it will definitely be harmful to his cultivation, so he has to teach and teach well this time. ”

After muttering to himself, Han Feng looked at no one on the left and right, and quickly flashed out of the sect.

After a pillar of incense, Han Feng arrived at the woods where his brother's nest was.

"Well, what's going on?"

Han Feng frowned, looking at the deserted woods nearby, and couldn't help but have some doubts. It stands to reason that his younger brother should be working hard at this time, but today surprised him.

"Could it be that I was tired last night, and I want to be lazy today?" Han Feng shook his head with a wry smile and walked slowly towards his brother's bed of dead leaves behind a big tree.

"Still no one? No!" When he arrived at the place, Han Feng still didn't see him, but he found that there were a lot of newly fallen leaves on the bed, and there was no trace of the ground, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Thinking of this, Han Feng quickly put down the soup bowl in his hand and looked for the places around him where his younger brother might usually haunt. However, the more he looked for it, the cooler it became, and there was no trace of him.

Returning to the place of cultivation again, his eyes quickly searched carefully among the various traces on the ground. Soon, Han Feng noticed something unusual, a footprint that was obviously different from the pace of other places. Although the weeds on the ground had revived and gradually covered them, he was pretty sure that it was definitely not something that a teenager in his early teens like his brother could leave behind.

"Has an outsider been here?" Han Feng's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light.

Then he didn't dare to delay any longer, and continued to search for other strange places, and sure enough, he found many strange footprints, and he could already identify more clearly that the people who came were two people, one big and one small.

"Who the hell is it?"

Han Feng knew very well in his heart that his younger brother had absolutely no contact with any other characters here, and it was impossible for him to have any friends at all. And this is obviously a footprint that can only be left in a rapid run, so the real situation can basically be determined to be, two chase and one escape.

As for which side is running away, it doesn't take a mental account to figure it out.

"Who you are?

The more Han Feng looked at it, the more anxious he became, and even sparks appeared in his eyes. The body followed the few traces left along the way, and moved forward quickly. Although it was obviously late by now, he still had the luxury of expecting a mistake in his judgment.

"There must be no incident, there must be no incident. Little Wu, if you hold on, Big Brother will come. Han Feng kept shouting in his heart.

Han Mo was already one of the few closest relatives left, and he came out with him. If something happens, how can he go back and explain it?

Han Feng's speed is getting faster and faster, and he doesn't even need to deliberately look for some clues along the way, there seems to be a magical silk thread in the dark that pulls the two brothers firmly and closes them in the right direction.

"It's close, it's not far ahead. Han Feng clenched his fists, and the bones of his fists even began to rattle because of the tension of the strength.

After entering a wasteland in the forest where the temperature was obviously abnormal, Han Feng's figure in the rapid running instantly froze, and his eyes stared at the scene in front of him in a daze.

I saw that there was a circular fire pool, and the flames burned the air, making a "smack, smack" sound.

"No, it can't be!"

Han Feng's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and he flew towards the mouth of the fire pool, looking at the bottom of the deep pool in disbelief.

This was where the traces along the way were the last to disappear, and he had even clearly spotted two pairs of return footprints on the way he came. However, none of them were left by his younger brother, so now there is only one possibility.

"Why, why?" Han Feng looked up at everything in front of him and yelled. I don't understand why this sky is so cruel.

"Who the hell is it? Who the hell is it?" Han Feng gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down, constantly searching for the scenes of himself and his younger brother coming to Fengyang Sect. It wasn't until I talked about martial arts with my younger brother a few days ago, until I saw my brother's growth and left again and again.

In an instant, the scene that kept flashing in Han Feng's mind suddenly froze at a certain moment. At the moment when he returned to the sect a few days ago, a familiar figure appeared. Yes, familiar?

"Who is he?" I clearly felt that at the moment when the two sides intertwined, the man seemed to look at him intentionally or unintentionally. Han Feng kept recalling and comparing the people the brothers had come into contact with one by one.

Soon, a young man dressed in white and holding a mountain and river fan appeared, and then replaced his clothes with blue disciple clothes.

The characters in question came out.

"It's him! I understand, I finally understand, I didn't expect that I, Han Feng, was actually bullied by a villain, and even affected my younger brother. Little Five, you wait a little longer, and the eldest brother will come when he goes. ”

Han Feng figured everything out, and in an instant, his murderous aura exploded, and he took a deep look at the bottom of the fire pool again, and then quickly turned around and returned.

Half a quarter of an hour later, in a teaching and training courtyard of the Fengyang Sect, a young man dressed in a blue disciple's costume was lying on a chair in the courtyard and gently shaking the mountain and river fan in his hand.

"Alas, this exercise is really fucking tiring, learning martial arts is a bullshit good, and it makes people die every day. Think about how comfortable my previous life was, Young Master Su, but I was forced to come here by the old guys in the family, and I had to pretend to be my grandson every day, how can I live this day!"

Looking at this young man's appearance of dying with a long sigh, isn't it the Su River who forced Han Mo down the fire pool.

After a while, Su He said depressed again: "Damn, young master, I am aggrieved here every day, but that kid surnamed Han can be famous among his disciples, and he wants to be windy, and he is fucking unhappy to think about it." Han Feng, Han Feng, don't be caught by the young master and me again, next time there will be no one for you to be a substitute for the dead. ”

"Don't wait for next time, I've found a suitable substitute. ”

Just as Su He was making a big noise, a familiar voice sounded that he would never forget for the rest of his life. Immediately after, an indifferent figure with a murderous aura strode into the door of the courtyard.

Su He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he saw the person clearly, his face instantly turned pale with fright, cold sweat was weak, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Han... Brother Han, the little brother just now was just joking, you don't have to take it seriously. Oh, look at my stinky mouth, I really deserve to be beaten...... You... You... What are you going to do? I warn you, don't come here, this is the Teaching Academy, and Ding Jiaoxi may come back at some point. Hmph, if you dare to do anything to us, Ding Jiaoxi will not let you go. ”

"Oh, so the other person is Ding Chong. Very good, thank you for telling Han that you can go to die. Han Feng's eyes were cold, and his voice fell, and an iron fist had already shot out like lightning.

Su He saw that Han Feng didn't even have a chance to explain to himself, and suddenly knew in his heart that his affairs had been thoroughly known to him, and when he saw that Han Feng had already started fighting, he didn't slack off, his eyes were ruthless, showing the results of his "hard work" these days.

The two fists met in the air in an instant.

"Bang"

After a violent sound, I saw a blue shadow fly out in an instant, smashing the stone slab in the courtyard, and its face showed a look of disbelief even to death.

Su He, who fell to the ground, glanced at his arm that had been beaten to pieces, and finally understood in his heart why the old men in the family forced him so much every day.

He had truly woken up now, but the cost was too great. Before he could make the next move, his head tilted, and then he said goodbye to this gorgeous world.