In the haze, the sky was bright. His tired eyelids fluttered, and the blinding sunlight forced his open eyes to close again.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded in his ears, Tang Feng shook his heavy brain, trying to support the ground and sit up, but the pain in his chest seemed to be torn apart made the corners of his mouth twitch, his whole body trembled in pain, and the feeling of jolting all the way made his head dizzy. Seeing that he was unable to move, Tang Feng took out a pill from the Qiankun bag, threw it in his mouth and fell directly to the ground, closed his eyes tightly and fell asleep again.

Unconsciously, the warm sunlight filtered in from the carriage window, enveloping Tang Feng's body and making his eyelids move. Opening his eyes, he sat up and stretched his limbs, and when he saw that the sword wound on his body had healed a little, he began to look in front of him.

At this moment, Tang Feng was sure that he was not captured by City Lord Pei, nor was he killed by the silver sword, and he was sitting in the carriage, and his chest was newly bandaged, and he vaguely heard the sound of talking from outside, but the tone sounded like a quarrel.

"Ziying, why are you so nice to the guy you picked up?"

"Shouldn't the wounded be saved?"

Outside the carriage, a tall girl about sixteen or seventeen years old raised her willow eyebrows slightly, she was wearing a slightly tight-fitting purple shirt, highlighting the delicate figure to the fullest, and her appearance was also quite beautiful, and her delicate facial features looked like a natural kindness.

"Why save him? It's just an ordinary wasted person, and saving him has become a drag on everyone!"

In front of the girl, a young man of the same age as him had a face full of displeasure, his eyes were frivolous, and his pointed chin was raised to give people a very proud feeling.

"It's my business whether to save or not, and it's none of your business. The girl bowed her nose to the man, turned and walked to the river, and carefully washed a gauze stained with blood with clean water.

Secretly, Tang Feng frowned, looked at the two strangely, and then he looked through the window to the other side, and saw several middle-aged people and several big men gathered around the other carriage, talking in a whisper. After staring carefully for a moment, a middle-aged man in the crowd raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Feng with extreme keenness.

Seeing that the middle-aged man found himself, Tang Feng was slightly flustered, as if he had done something wrong, and lowered the curtain on the window. He tidied up his robe and walked out of the carriage a little helplessly, always feeling that the action just now seemed to be a thief, and he could only hope that the other party would not misunderstand him.

"Are you awake?"

Seeing Tang Feng coming out of the carriage, the girl who had just finished washing her clothes said crisply and pleasantly.

"Yes, thank you girl for saving her life!" Tang Feng nodded and smiled at him.

"You're welcome, we just happened to be passing by, just a gesture!" the woman laughed sweetly when she heard this, but the face of the man next to her became a little gloomy.

"Little brother, do you feel that the wounds on your body are much better?" As he spoke, the rather perceptive middle-aged man walked over with a smile on his face, and his voice was full of masculinity.

"Yes, thank you seniors for helping, otherwise I'm afraid I'm feeding the fierce beasts in the mountains at this moment. Seeing this, Tang Feng politely hugged his fists and thanked him.

"No need to be polite, but I don't know where the little brother is from? Why did he suffer such a serious injury in the Mori Mountain? And according to my observation, you don't have Yuan Force in your body, so you shouldn't be a monk, but why did the injuries on your body heal so quickly, could it be that you used the pill?" The middle-aged man's face was just easy-going, but after a series of questions were asked, his eyes were full of vigilance.

"The junior's name is Feng San, he is a Tiangu person, because he was chased and killed by the enemy, so he fled to that forest! If the senior has any inconvenience, the junior is willing to say goodbye!" Tang Feng smiled, he didn't use his real name, after all, this place is not too far from Wusha Town, for the sake of safety, he naturally has to be incognito, although the person in front of him doesn't look like a sinister and cunning person, but some vigilance is still necessary!

The middle-aged man didn't speak after hearing this, but his eyes were staring at Tang Feng tightly, the latter was also fearless and looked at him, and after a while, the middle-aged man smiled and said: "Little brother Feng, my name is He Liang, this is my daughter He Ziying, since you are injured, come with us on the road, we are going to Qianfeng Town, although we don't pass by Tiangu City, but it's not far from there, if you don't dislike it, we can give you a ride!"

"Thank you so much, Senior He!" Tang Feng naturally wouldn't refuse when he heard this, so he hugged his fists and thanked him.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?" said He Ziying, who took out some dry food from his waist as He Liang walked back to the carriage in front of him.

"Thank you, Miss Ho. Tang Feng took the dry food handed over, pursed his lips and smiled.

"Boy, you'd better be honest with me, although Uncle He agrees with you to accompany you, but if you have any intention against Ziying, I will kill you immediately!" The silent young man on the side turned grim and said viciously, looking at Tang Feng's eyes, it was like looking at an ant.

"Lu Yang, shut up for me!" He Ziying was slightly angry, and the arrogant man turned around and left angrily.

"Don't be too complacent, you kid!" Lu Yang glared at Tang Feng viciously, and then chased after He Ziying.

Tang Feng's eyelids sank slightly, looking at Lu Yang's back, there was a trace of murderous intent in his heart, and he observed with spiritual power, although the former was about twenty, he was also a monk of the Celebrity Yuan Realm, and he was considered a genius, no wonder he was so arrogant. Now that he is not in the Tang family, he can only choose to be patient with some things and avoid some unnecessary disputes.

On the carriage, since He Liang agreed to take Tang Feng on the road together, the latter honestly sat in the back carriage, the car was bumpy, Tang Feng had nothing to do, and entered the cultivation alone, he was observing the changes in the Mud Pill Palace at the moment, after last night's battle, he found that the spiritual power in the Mud Pill Palace had expanded a lot again, and the majestic spiritual power was approaching the bottleneck.

And what he cared about the most was that one of the four black iron sheets was much saturated in color, although it was still jet black, but it was a little less worn, and the body was shining with a dull black glow, like black black iron, which looked quite rigid.

This change made Tang Feng puzzled, after all, he didn't know what happened yesterday when he was fainting, where did the sharp silver sword go?

Rubbing his troubled temples with both hands, he mentioned that his spirit was focused on cultivation, as for the changes in the black iron, Tang Feng put it aside for the time being, after all, there were too many things that made him unpredictable recently, and he only hoped that he should be able to find out what he should be able to find after further improving his strength.

The sun is in the sky, the noon sun is very warm, compared to the hot sun in summer, the sun at the moment is to give people a kind of lazy sleep, the whole fleet is very quiet, everyone silently drives the carriage, except for the three carriages that sit on people, there is also a cart behind the car, although I don't know what it is, but when I see the strict guard, I know that it must not be a mortal thing!

This also made Tang Feng never ask, except for the rest time, he has always stayed in the carriage, rarely talking to people, and is also reducing some trouble for himself.

After the afternoon break, the convoy was on the road again, the sun was gradually setting, under the twilight, Tang Feng's face was red, and his body also exuded a faint light, and in less than a moment, he opened his eyes, and his expression was full of annoyance. After a small half a day of cultivation, the Mud Pill Palace was close to the bottleneck, but he never made a breakthrough, as if he was stuck in the master.

Shaking his head helplessly, Tang Feng had no choice but to give up his cultivation, he originally wanted to be promoted with the Yuanli Pill like he had done last time, but when he thought of the feeling of being treated as a battlefield in his body, he was a little chilled.

Just as he retracted his mind and stretched his waist, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and as his expression changed, the carriage outside gradually stopped, and then he heard several horses chirping outside.

"Father. "At dusk, a woman of about twenty pulled the rope and stopped in front of the first carriage.

"How's the situation?" He Liang asked in a deep voice as he stepped out of the carriage and looked at a man and a woman on the horse.

"I've checked, there is indeed an ambush in Wanzhulin, and the other party is hidden in the bamboo forest, so it's hard to detect. Immediately, the woman thought about it, and said with a somewhat condensed face: "In addition, the road in Fenggu was also blocked, I think it must be the Mo family!"

"Since the two roads are not passable, we can only force them through!" When He Liang heard this, his face was extremely ugly, his eyelids sank, and he groaned: "Since they can break the two roads and lock the wind, I am afraid that the support in the family will not be able to wait, I just hope that the Mo family will not come out!"