Chapter Eighty-Five: The Mass Burial Mountains

"Now that things are clear, I don't think there's any need for me to stay here any longer, farewell!"

Han Fei decisively chose to leave, after all, he had other things to do, and it was time to return to the original plan.

"Brother Han Fei!" Bai Lin didn't know where he got the courage, but he rushed forward in front of everyone, and couldn't help but stop him from leaving with a loud shout.

"What's the matter?" Han Fei really didn't know how to deal with the feelings that Bai Lin had entrusted to him.

He had a lot of plans to execute, and the most important thing was time. So, now he doesn't want to waste his energy on feelings, let alone anything

Without warning, but it seems to be a constant reminder.

Bai Lin's movements were definitely impulsive, seeing that Han Fei was suddenly leaving, the ghost made a god rush out, and at this moment, he was awakened by Han Fei's two words, and shook his head in a trance and said, "Brother Han Fei, let's go." ”

Han Fei looked at the kind-hearted and simple-hearted girl in front of him, and couldn't bear to look away, he was not an indecisive person, but what he was most afraid of facing was indecision. Especially, when this person still has some weight in his heart.

"I've got a long way to go, so, forget about me" Han Fei still sighed and comforted softly as he staggered.

Bai Lin trembled, and the mist in his eyes finally left in strands, slashing across his cheeks.

As if she had made up her mind, she turned around abruptly and shouted loudly, "Brother Han Fei, no matter what, I will wait for you, and I will stand in front of you again with a decent identity! I have my pride, and I hope that when I grow up enough for you to face it squarely, you will be able to accommodate me in your eyes!"

Her voice was loud, echoing through the crowd and reaching into the sky.

At this moment, a young girl experienced her first transformation, and the trajectory of her life deviated from a large arc because of the first man in her life, and everything became unknown where she was going

Han Fei heard the shouts behind him, and his footsteps paused unconsciously. After a little hesitation, he still chose to leave without looking back.

He never said the promise he couldn't give easily, and now he had a promise on his body that he remembered all the time, so he didn't have the energy to make another promise.

As for the future, who knows later

Han Fei's departure did not disturb anyone, but this did not mean that he could leave plainly.

In the dark, dozens of figures followed, constantly paying attention to Han Fei's movements, except for some loose cultivators, naturally there would be no shortage of people sent by the Huang family.

Gathering the spirit to give birth to the muscle fruit, keeping it is always the source of the disaster, but what Han Fei is not afraid of is trouble, as long as someone dares to stir up trouble, he doesn't mind helping people to release some blood, even if the blood is flowing like a river!

Maybe it was out of fear of Han Fei, maybe it was just the mutual restraint between the multi-party trackers, in short, until they traveled more than ten miles, the tailgating behind them still took the trouble to follow and did not make a move.

Han Fei has also obtained information about the monuments of Miaojiang.

Twenty or thirty miles to the north, it officially entered the scope of the Miaojiang monuments, and this place is also known as the mass burial mountain range.

Looking at the rolling towering land in front of him, Han Fei exhaled deeply.

The mass burial of the mountain range, as the name suggests, has buried countless lonely souls. The Mass Grave Mountains are adjacent to the Wuthering Forest, and it is rumored that the mountains are home to a terrifying creature that feeds on human brains, and few people who go deep within it will be able to leave unharmed.

If the weird brain-eating creature is a rumor, then there is another thing that only appears in legends.

Shade!

There is a legend of Yin Soul in the Mass Burial Mountain Range, which has not stopped for a moment, which is also the reason why most martial artists, even those in the condensation period, dare not enter and exit the Mass Burial Mountain Range at will.

Unknown brain-eating creatures are terrifying, but if there are entities, there will be traces.

The ghost can only hover above people's heads like a nightmare, nailed to their hearts like steel nails, without a trace, and there is no way to eliminate it!

Han Fei stood on the edge of the Mass Burial Mountain Range, turned around and shouted at the vast forest behind him, "If you don't come out, you won't have a chance!"

Since you want to enter the Mass Burial Mountains, the matter here must be settled first. For what he can do, what Han Fei doesn't like the most is procrastination, and it is his consistent style to solve it as soon as possible.

The wind behind him was strong, and the trees swayed in the wind, showing their teeth and claws, but there was no shadow of a person.

Han Fei, the moment he turned around, his hands became claws, ready to blast out at any time.

It was also the moment he turned around, three figures shot out from three directions at the same time, with knives or swords in their hands, all of which were Han Fei's vital points, and a killing situation had already been laid out.

"Hmph! finally Ken appeared, then die!" he shouted, and his body disappeared in place.

The three figures froze, but they turned their bodies in mid-air and turned to the side, and the powerful three auras were intertwined, enveloping the entire space within a thousand meters, and everything was hidden!

"Is that all there is to it? It's really underestimated" Han Fei's voice came out in a low voice, and no one felt when his aura appeared, but his figure had already swept past three figures, and the sharp aura swept by, the sharp mangs flickered, and in the gusts of yin wind, three heads were thrown into the air, with three soaring bloodshots!

All things are silent.

Three headless corpses twisted and lay in pools of blood, blooming with strange red flowers.

"Who else? The Gathering Spirit Birth Muscle Fruit is here, just take what you want! The price is your life!" Han Fei's hair was windless and automatic, fluttering behind him, full of evil charm between his teeth and claws!

There was constant silence, as if there was really no one

"If you don't come to get it yourself, disappear quickly, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!" Han Fei's voice sounded again, "I count three times, and those who don't show up and leave will die!"

"One, two, three!"

As soon as the voice fell, the ghost was full of ghosts!

"Bang!"

"Whew!!"

"Uhhh

Countless afterimages flashed in different places, followed by a series of crashes and cruel screams

"Let's go! The target's strength is misestimated!"

"Run! Treasures are small, but lives are big!"

A little farther away, dozens of black shadows suddenly flashed, flying in the opposite direction without hesitation. Seeing Han Fei's violent killing, they, who were originally pretentious warriors, had to retreat!

Han Fei fixed his body, closed his eyes slightly, and ran the "Law of Devouring" to feel the fluctuations of his breath within a radius of a kilometer, and hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

It's just that the smile just appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he had to put it away, because behind a big tree not far away, a faint breath was fluctuating rhythmically, and it didn't appear, and he didn't choose to leave.

"Don't you give up?" Han Fei exclaimed impatiently, "The price is life! Think about whether it's worth it before you do it!"

After a little silence, a burst of leaves sounded one after another, and finally, from behind a tree that Han Fei was looking at, a somewhat old figure appeared, this old man's hair was black and white, his eyes were a little cloudy, and he glared at Han Fei viciously as soon as he appeared.

"Huh?" Han Fei was surprised, the reason why he almost missed this old man before was not because this old man had the same method of respiration as him, but because this old man was not a martial artist, but an ordinary person!

"No wonder I almost missed it, it turned out that it was because the breathing fluctuations of ordinary people were different from those of martial artists, but they were negligent. Thinking like this, Han Fei frowned, and said to the old man not far away, "Could it be that you are also here for the Gathering Spirit Birth Muscle Fruit?"

The old man's expression suddenly became sad, "I don't know what fruit you are talking about, I am here for my grandson!"

"Who is your grandson?"

"Wu Chao! such a good child, just kill you like this, you can't die a good death!"

Han Fei's gaze became cold for a moment, "I don't know how good your grandson is, I only know that if he wants to kill me and violate my precepts, he deserves to die! I don't want to embarrass you, if you want to take revenge, just go and invite someone more powerful to kill me, I will accompany you at any time!"

"Hmph! I don't need you to say it, my son will naturally go looking for you when he returns to the city! And my grandson's master, he will definitely not let you go after learning about this!"

The old man's voice trembled violently because of excitement, but Han Fei didn't want to pay attention to it anymore.

The Mass Grave Mountains were already in sight, and a gust of wind was coming from within the Whistling Forest.

Han Fei took a deep breath, and then walked in without hesitation

There is no wind all the way, and the trees are automatic.

Even if the forest is too dense, the light should still be able to survive in the cracks. However, there was not a single ray of light in the Mass Burial Mountains, as if it was shrouded in an unknown shadow.

"The sky is dark in this forest, and it is impossible to distinguish between day and night, and it is indeed easy to wear down the will of the light man."

Finding a fairly flat terrain, Han Fei took a deep breath, really sucked fiercely, and in front of him, he inhaled a wisp of strong wind.

The dragon is in the sky, and the tiger is in the ground.

The dragon follows the clouds, and the tiger follows the wind.

Han Fei's breath was swallowed into his abdomen, and his entire body became burly and strong at this moment, and the majestic tiger was overwhelming, and it swept wildly in all directions.