This night was the most embarrassing night Han Feng had, and even when he ate his last meal on Hongyuan and didn't know where the next meal was, he was not so embarrassed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The pain in the body can be passed with a little patience, but the guilt in the heart is like a purgatory fire, which makes people unable to get rid of it.

Han Feng led the horse to walk calmly at first, but then walked faster and faster, until he could no longer hear Liang Jun's scolding, he rolled the saddle and got on the horse and rushed south.

Xiaozhuo was stunned and didn't know what had happened, but the night forest gallop gave it a kind of pleasure to return to Xiji Mountain. It hissed and sped forward. One person and one horse didn't feel tired, and this run ran until the next morning, and Han Feng only realized at this moment that running like this at night was like going around in circles, and in a circle, he returned to the place where he met Liang Jun last night.

Han Feng naturally didn't believe in the so-called "ghosts hitting the wall" and other nonsense. Even if there are ghosts in this world, he has a white boy with him, and he is not afraid of anything when he sees ghosts and kills ghosts.

He thought hard about everything, and now that he couldn't get out of the forest, he was not in a hurry, but only contemplated. He looked up at the ground and saw the mottled hoofs of the horses, and realized that he had not only circled in this forest. He looked forward again, and realized that the hoof prints, though intricately organized, were gathered together. He simply urged the horse to take a few more steps, and then realized the cause and effect.

Those branches seem to be scattered, but in fact, there is a mystery in their placement. A few of the branches were in the way of Xiaozhuo, and it shouldn't have reacted when it passed by the branch, but for some reason it came up to it and sniffed it, then turned around, and naturally chose a path next to it.

After doing this for most of an hour, he walked to the back of the hut. Through the many beenets and leaves, you can still see the white smoke curling above the wooden house, it is still early, presumably no one in the house has gotten up. The wooden house looked even more humble in the daytime, and when I walked around the wooden house, I saw that there was also a bonfire burning here.

The campfire had almost been extinguished, and the faint black smoke and the red sparks were accompanied by a choking smell. After Xiaozhuo smelled this smell, he did not avoid it like those bees, but rushed to it, stepped forward and took a deep breath, his spirit was lifted, and he continued to run forward with his strength.

The smell must have been the reason why Xiaozhuo was hiding from the branches. Han Feng secretly knew in his heart, and after returning to the original point, this time he deliberately tightened the reins of Xiaozhuo, carefully identified the direction, and forcibly took it away from the path.

The strange insect repellent powder is not the same as the insect repellent powder given to him by Liji, but there is no doubt that it must have been written by Liji. Han Feng wasn't sure that he clearly understood why Lijiao wanted to borrow the hands of the Heizi family to trap himself in this wasp forest, but he was secretly worried that Lijiao rescued their family, and he was sure that he would go south, and even calculated his own horseback riding, and at the same time, he ...... She also calculated her guilt for Kuroko.

These things are not too difficult for Bing Xue's smart Liji, and it is not surprising that after decades, I am afraid that Zhifeng will have descendants. But after seeing the current Zhifeng, Han Feng really didn't want to see Lijiao become that ghost.

It was only after he saw through the trick used by Lijiao and took Xiaozhuo to the south for more than an hour, Xiaozhuo finally returned to normal. Han Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the sun was shining, he only felt hungry in his stomach, but the dry food he brought was left to the Heizi family, who was sleepy and tired at the moment, and really didn't have the energy to pick some wild vegetables to satisfy his hunger, so he simply loosened the reins and lay on the ground with his back facing the sky, letting Xiaozhuo eat the grass, and he fell asleep.

He slept and woke up again in the evening. After resting for most of the day, his energy recovered, and Rao was hungry, which could not let his morale be exhausted. At this time, he was in better spirits, and his brain turned much faster, and he saw a beecomb not far away, and took out the insect repellent powder from his arms and burned it nearby, and waited for a stick of incense, and saw that the bee colony was scattered, so he waved his knife to cut off a small piece of the honeycomb, and took some honey to talk about it.

In this way, while walking, there was an occasional rest, and at noon the next day, I felt that there was no more beecomb beside me, but the sound of rushing water could be heard not far away. Han Feng thought that he could catch a fish in the water to eat, and his spirit was greatly lifted, and he urged the horse to leave.

Xiaozhuo's gallop took a moment to reach the side of the Qingjiang River. It was a river about the width of the Na River in the depths of the forest, and several huge stones could be seen standing in the water upstream, and the terrain was steep, causing the water to intensify and splash white foam between the rushes, and the sound of "whooshing" water naturally came out of it.

Han Feng looked downstream, but saw that this place was like a valley, and the water flow was tilting to this place and gradually flattened, but the bottom of the water was blue and black, and he didn't know that it was dozens of zhang deep, which made people quite dizzy and frightened.

He was very good at water, so he wanted to swim through the water, but when Xiao Zhuo came to the side of the river, he hissed, and was extremely uneasy, and said that he would not take a step into the water.

In desperation, Han Feng saw that a wooden bridge had been built at the narrowest point downstream, but it was a pity that the two ends of the wooden bridge seemed to be solid, but the most important thing was that there was a big hole, as if something had fallen from the sky and smashed through.

Han Feng walked to the side of the wooden bridge to take a closer look, and saw that the big hole ran across the entire wooden bridge, and the distance between the two sides was more than ten zhang, and he secretly thought that with the power of Xiaozhuo's jump, this more than ten zhang was not enough to stop him.

He was in a hurry, so he urged Xiaozhuo to get on the wooden bridge, but Xiaozhuo was not only unwilling to cross the river, but also unwilling to cross the wooden bridge, and his four hooves clung to the land, like iron cast copper poured, that is, Han Feng had a white child, and he didn't move it for a while.

Han Feng was curious and funny, thinking that Xiaozhuo was not afraid of the sky and the earth on weekdays, and he dared to jump straight down when he stood on the top of Ma Wang Peak, not wanting to be inexplicably afraid of water at this time. However, he is not a completely stubborn and reckless person, but he thinks about it secretly, and he feels that something is wrong.

The river is bottomless, and it's hard to say that there are no monsters in it. Especially in the forest at this moment, everything needs to be careful. Han Feng gave up the struggle with Xiao Zhuo, leaned over and found a large and heavy milky white stone, walked to the wooden bridge, and threw it at the deepest part of the river.

With a "spicy" sound, the boulder sank into the water.

Han Feng looked intently, and with the clear light of the water, he saw that the boulder was slowly going down, and the white stone surface gradually turned into dark green and even dark blue, and in the rippling water, the stone had sunk several feet, and at this time, the water suddenly moved, and a huge thing came out, and the stone disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The thing came so quickly that it swam under the wooden bridge in the blink of an eye, and at this time, Han Feng hadn't seen where its head and tail were.

"Not good!" Han Feng only felt a cool breeze rise behind him, and he jumped into the air almost without thinking, and at the same time as his feet left the wooden bridge, he only heard the wooden board being cracked by an "click", and the sawdust was splashed everywhere, Han Feng looked back, but saw a large mouth of blood only inches away from him, and the fishy smell almost made him breathe.

This was the closest he had come to death, and Han Feng couldn't even feel his heartbeat for an instant, so he instinctively shrunk and kicked, his toes were on the tip of the monster's mouth, and he used his strength to go up more than a foot further. The monster had already done its best to break through the plank and get out of the water, but it was exhausted by his kick, and the remaining half of the plank bridge was smashed into pieces with a "snap" and fell back into the water.

Han Feng rolled over in the air, and at the same time pulled out the purple gold knife in his hand, and then he suddenly fell to the shore and gasped lightly.

Fang Cai's kick and over, in fact, he and Bai Tong have already done it together, with his current ability, if there is no Bai Tong to help, I am afraid that Fang Cai has been swallowed by the monster, and there is no bone left.

Han Feng looked back, and saw that the center of the river seemed to be boiling, and there were blisters everywhere, and after those blisters disappeared one after another, the water surface was as calm as ever, and there was no trace of the monster in Fang Cai.

Han Feng felt like he had a big nightmare, and he was covered in cold sweat. He came back to his senses, and then remembered that once upon a time, he had seen this monster once. It was on the Na River, and the bighead was smaller than the one in front of him, but with great difficulty it broke a hard canoe and swallowed four or five men in it.

At that time, Li Jiao had the ability to make Meng Feng retreat, but now Han Feng is a little at a loss. Needless to say, the "surprise" in her mouth naturally refers to the trolls in the water, and she can't imagine that thousands of miles away from the Na River, there are trolls from the same source here and there. However, there was originally a wooden bridge on the river, indicating that some people often pass by, and the broken wooden bridge is not long, indicating that this Meng Cheng has just arrived, so the sudden appearance of the "monster" is caused by the change of the Holy Blessing Array in Xiangcheng?

Han Feng didn't know for a while.

He looked back at Xiaozhuo, and saw Xiaozhuo standing far away from the shore, and called him a few times, looking at the posture, there was some schadenfreude. Han Feng shook his head with a helpless smile and said, "You, you, it's really a loss to you." "Thinking back to Fang Cai, if he really forced Xiao Zhuo to cross the wooden bridge, he was afraid that when Xiao Zhuo jumped into the middle of the gap in the bridge, Meng Cheng would rush out. At that time, one person and one horse are in the air, even if he can escape with the power of Xiaozhuo, Xiaozhuo will definitely be buried in the mouth of the fish and become the most deadly horse king in the world.

The bighead is hidden deep underwater, if it fights with it on the ground, Han Feng is naturally not afraid, but thinking of the swift figure of the bighead in the water, Han Feng feels a chill in his heart, and he really doesn't have the confidence to fight to the death with it underwater. This road is not passable, so I have to find another way. Han Feng looked up at the boulder in the upper reaches of the Qingjiang River, and secretly wondered that although it was a little difficult for Xiaozhuo to climb the mountain, it was still more reliable than crossing a wooden bridge. And just as he had made up his mind, he heard a child's voice ring:

"I ...... I've found you!"

The one who spoke was naturally Heizi's eldest son, Liang Jun.

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