Chapter 112: Bad luck arrives home

Looking at the way Feng Yu escaped, Zheng Mengying was once again sure that Feng Yu was the unscrupulous boy from last time.

Li Congcong on the side showed a look of resentment on his face and said, "It's that bastard." ”

At this time, Feng Yu no longer cares about revealing his identity. Run backwards with dragon steps.

In fact, his identity has been exposed beyond exposure.

From the time he saw Zheng Guo's army, he thought of Zheng Mengying.

When he looked up, his heart couldn't help but feel cold.

really responded to that sentence, the road is narrow.

At this time, I actually met Zheng Mengying.

Moreover, looking at his expression, it was obvious that he already knew about the last time he cheated her.

If she catches her, it will definitely be a sad story.

The army behind came quickly. Wind Feather looked at the swarming army behind him.

With a horizontal heart, he ran forward while setting fire.

me.

Now, he's finally figured it out. Why did Xia Xiuxiu ask her to give her master's door.

It turned out to be like this. People didn't want to let herself live, she just wanted to borrow a knife to kill people.

In just half an hour, the forest within a radius of dozens of miles was destroyed.

Feng Yu was also tired and sweating profusely, and the Zheng army behind him was also not afraid of death, so he had to catch him.

It's been chasing him for hundreds of streets.

Because of the arson, the flying insects and beasts all over the forest ran with Wind Feather.

The view is spectacular.

After running for a whole afternoon, until it was dark, Feng Yu finally ran the Thousand Illusions Gong and disappeared into the night.

In the darkness, the overwhelming red fire was especially noticeable. It can be seen that in the near future, this mountain forest will be completely engulfed in flames.

Wind Feather knew that behind those flames there was a great danger.

Once the forest is completely burned, it will only be a matter of time before he is discovered.

So he can't let up yet, and now his only way out is to bring this mountain forest to the end.

When he ran to a place, he was completely stunned.

He's really lucky now. In front of him were a large mountain range, which towered into the sky.

Now, I can only climb slowly.

He let out a breath and climbed upwards step by step.

It was midnight, and suddenly, thunderclouds filled the sky and it began to pour down.

The mountain is full of thunder and lightning, and the water is turbulent.

Feng Yu watched the heavy rain under a tree and smiled helplessly. I was depressed.

He roared, "Why is Lao Tzu so unlucky!

Feng Yu had just finished saying this.

Just listen to the boom!

A purple bolt of lightning struck the tree he was standing on, and the wind feathers were covered in lightning, with an extraordinary color.

The big tree was scorched black and fell with a bang.

Feng Yu was covered in pitch black, his hair was curly, and wisps of green smoke were emitting.

He muttered, "Lao Tzu really beeped the dog!"

Without the shade of the trees, the rain became heavier. The rain gave Wind Feather a direct open-air bath.

After a long time, Feng Yu raised his head, pointed to the sky and scolded, "Can you make Lao Tzu more unlucky!"

Feng Yu just lowered his head, boom!

A flash flood erupted and directly engulfed the wind feathers.

However, after all, Feng Yu is a cultivator in the middle stage of Lingcheng, and his reaction is quite fast.

The next moment he was swept away by the mudslide, he heard a bang, and he opened the mudslide with a punch. Ran out.

At this moment, Feng Yu was like a primitive man who ran out of the mountains and forests, covered in mud.

At this moment, Feng Yu sat on the ground and let the wind and rain blow.

Now, Feng Yu's feeling is that tens of thousands of grass and mud horses are running wild in his heart.

As for it, why is Lao Tzu so unlucky!

Lao Tzu wants to be quiet!

After a while, after the pouring rain washed the wind feather all over his body.

Feng Yu stood up and continued to climb up the mountain.

No way, time is of the essence now. You have to run fast before the pursuers arrive.

If it's slow, you won't be able to run away.

When he climbed halfway up the mountain, he noticed a little fire at the bottom of the mountain, and the figures were bustling.

He knew that it was the pursuers who were chasing him.

Because of the heavy rain, the fire in the forest has been reduced a lot.

But Wind Feather had been exposed before, so the pursuers quickly caught up.

Boom! Crackling! Lightning and thunder thundered in the sky from time to time.

Although it was only a few breaths, Wind Feather could see it clearly. There are a lot of people down the hill.

He glanced at the sign, and there were the most people in the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

What made him particularly incomprehensible was that Zheng Guo's army was still there.

You know, this is the boundary of the Chu State. A few days ago, Zheng Guo and Chu Guo were still fighting.

Now that the princess Zheng Mengying has appeared here with Zheng Guo's army, isn't she afraid that others will fish in troubled waters?

Immediately, Feng Yu was relieved, it was really his head that was too valuable.

In this world, there is no absolute relationship between enemies and friends, only absolute interests.

The heavy rain continued, and in the night, looking at those hazy black shadows climbing up the mountain, a smile appeared at the corner of Feng Yu's mouth.

He braved the wind and rain and climbed some distance up the mountain.

Then, a small whirlwind rolled up. Wind Feather performed the Wind Spirit Dance and created a large puddle on the mountainside.

The water flowed like a pillar on the mountain, and the large puddle was soon filled with water.

Wind Feather unleashed the Wind Spirit Dance again, a small tornado dancing in the darkness.

A small tornado swept up all the water in the large puddle, as well as boulders.

A man-made flash flood erupted.

Thundered. Feng Yu stood on the mountainside, quietly watching the torrent rush down.

Hey. That's enough for you to drink!

The torrent rolled from top to bottom, and it didn't take long for Feng Yu to hear a burst of screams and show a satisfied smile.

Feng Yu was so happy that he didn't get tired of it for seven or eight waves before he stopped and continued to climb up.

Looking at this high mountain, Feng Yu still shook his head.

It's a pity that I can't push it now, otherwise there will be a good show.

Anyway, if this mountain falls, it can also crush eighty percent of the pursuers below.

Then Wind Feather slapped himself on the head.

If he could bulldoze this mountain with one palm, would he still be hunted down like this endlessly!

Just as it was almost dawn, the rain finally stopped, and the wind feather crossed the mountain to a plain.

Feng Yu glanced back, the pursuers couldn't catch up for a while, and now they could finally stop.

Originally, he also wanted to find a restaurant and be a big dealer.

Unexpectedly, he walked for miles without seeing a village, let alone a market.

Suddenly, he stopped.

A large area of land in front of it had been flattened, and it was obvious that there were traces left by the fights of the masters.

He closed his eyes slightly and took a slow breath.

He could smell it, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Feng Yu cautiously checked the situation around him before rushing forward.

He had walked less than three miles before he came to an empty battlefield.

On this five-mile battlefield, all the corpses were there! At least tens of thousands of monks died here.

Everywhere there are broken treasures and human bodies. The entire land of the battlefield was stained red with blood.

The touching and death of some of the monks were shocking, and even a battle-hardened person like Feng Yu felt very disgusted.

Feng Yu carefully examined the puddle of blood. It is clear that none of these people have been dead for long.

It must have been around midnight last night, around the time he caused the flash flood.

Then he checked the traces of the battle, and he found that most of the monks present had been killed with a single move.

Judging by the distribution of corpses on the battlefield, there should be only one person.

Under the blow of a blow, there is no power to fight back, so there can be such a result.

Among the fallen monks, there were actually monks from the late stage of the Convergence Path.

Even the monks in the late stage of the Combination Dao couldn't block the power of others' blows, which shows how powerful the monk who made the shot.

Moreover, if a strong person with such a cultivation can make a reckless attack regardless of his identity, something big must have happened.

He didn't stay in this place long. After figuring out the direction, Feng Yu walked towards Dongjingyuan.

The protection of Dongjingyuan has been reduced a lot. Because most people thought that he had escaped and would not come back, they saw that the precautions against Dongjingyuan were reduced.

As soon as he entered the East Scenery Plain, he heard people talking about ancient artifacts.

It is said that the Demon Spirit Jade has reappeared. Not far from Dongjingyuan, the demon spirit jade appeared once.

After a demon powerhouse arrived, he killed tens of thousands of monks of the human race. When he found nothing, he left in a hurry.

Feng Yu understood now, it turned out that the battlefield he saw a few days ago was made by a demon powerhouse.

At the same time, he clearly understood. It is likely that some people lured the strong men of the demon clan to make a move to find out the truth.

However, at the cost of the lives of tens of thousands of monks, this is a little too ruthless.

The war between Chu and Zheng broke out completely, and in the past few days, the two sides have fought more than a dozen battles.

The news that made Feng Yu a little uneasy was that Princess Zheng Mengying brought a master and a treasure to compete for this ancient artifact.

In a small restaurant, Feng Yu smiled. Ancient artifacts, now too far away for him.

Even so many masters of the Merge Dao realm have fallen, let alone a small role like him.

In the evening, he walked a few streets along the way, bought some wine, meat and paper money, and walked slowly in one direction.

As the sun set, a bleak figure jumped to the edge of a small pond.

Winter goes to spring, and there is life everywhere. On the tombstone, there were many weeds and wild flowers.

In the pond next to the grave, a few wild ducks and wild birds are flapping their wings and flying around, enjoying the comfort of spring.

And some people can't enjoy it.

A few incense sticks were lit, and a large piece of paper money flew around.

Wang Yan's head was taken out, several jars of wine were spilled, and Feng Yu knelt in front of the two tombs.

This time he didn't shed tears, on the contrary, a smile appeared on his face.

Feng Yu muttered, "Dad, Uncle Shui, I'm back, I'm back to see you." ”

He poured some wine on Wang Yan's heads and said, "The Valley of Fire no longer exists. Rest assured, this is just the beginning. ”