The man with the black mole saw that Han Dandan's attention was on Zhou Zhenghai, and he was not in a hurry, he took out the wine bag and dried meat, and ate it slowly.

More than an hour later, the sun gradually warmed up, Han Dandan dragged Zhou Zhenghai to the shade of a tree, tired and exhausted, completely unaware of the direction of the sun, a figure slowly touched over.

The man with the black mole suddenly stopped eating meat, picked up a short crossbow, and slowly moved a distance in the direction of Han Dandan, and was soon discovered by Han Dandan.

Han Dandan hurriedly threw out a water arrow talisman, and the three water arrows hit the black mole man a few meters away, which frightened the black mole man to stop and didn't dare to close the distance again.

Han Dandan took out a water arrow talisman and a wind blade talisman from the storage bag and held them in his hand.

"Chick, it's useless for you to go on like this, your companion is seriously injured, and if you don't get treatment, you can't survive." The man with the black mole continued to bewitch, "In a few hours, he will stink." ”

"Shameless." Han Dandan scolded angrily.

"You surrender, sacrifice the treasures of your immortal cultivators, and I will help you save him!"

"I don't believe you!" Han Dandan was unmoved.

Suddenly, a figure rushed over from behind, Han Dandan was taken aback, and hurriedly raised his hand to activate the rune paper, but it was too late.

Han Dandan's right arm was slashed by the hilt of the knife, and under the unbearable pain, the rune paper in his hand fell to the ground, followed by a packet of red powder sprinkled on his face, after Han Dandan took a breath, he suddenly felt that his body was sore, weak and slow.

The middle-aged man with a scarface stepped forward and punched Han Dandan's lower abdomen, and the painful Han Dandan covered his lower abdomen with both hands and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man with a scarface hurriedly snatched a storage bag from Han Dandan's body, and picked up two pieces of rune paper from the ground, overjoyed in his heart.

Every time Han Dandan took out something from the storage bag, he was seen by the middle-aged man with a scarface, and naturally guessed that this was a fairy baby.

The man with a black mole in the distance saw that the middle-aged man with a scarface had succeeded in a sneak attack, so he hurriedly stood up and rushed over, just in time for the middle-aged man with a scarface to take out a storage bag from Zhou Zhenghai's body and put it on his body.

The middle-aged man with a scarface raised his crossbow and aimed it at Zhou Zhenghai's head.

"Don't ......" Han Dandan saw the scar-faced middle-aged man's eyes showing a fierce light, and tried to shout loudly, but he was still weak.

"Hey, hey, I'll come." The man with the black mole suddenly stepped forward, raised his hand and shot an arrow through Zhou Zhenghai's head, and the short arrow was nailed to the ground.

"Old Gu, we will each share the treasures of these two immortal cultivators, this chick has won the soul purging powder, how about we share it?" The man with the black mole suggested.

"Good brother, it must be, one for each person!" The middle-aged man with a scarface took a storage bag from his bosom and threw it over.

"What kind of treasure is it?" The man with the black mole was overjoyed, reached out and took the storage bag, and looked at it, but he didn't see the reason.

Han Dandan's whole body was hot, his long hair was scattered, his clothes were disheveled, and he was lying on the ground writhing his body, with a painful look on his face.

"Big brother, why don't you come first!" The man with the black mole no longer looked at the storage bag, and his eyes stared at Han Dandan with squinted eyes.

"You're welcome, you hit the key one first, this will win you, you come first." The middle-aged man with a scarface said humbly.

"I'm blind, lucky, hehe!" The black mole man walked over in a hurry, stretched out his arms and lifted Han Dandan's long white legs.

With a "bang", the middle-aged man with a scarface suddenly raised his hand and shot an arrow into the chest of the man with a black mole.

"Ahh

The man with the black mole looked at the arrow piercing through his chest, and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man with a scarface in disbelief: "Why are you doing this?" ”

"You go and ask Lord Yama!" The middle-aged man with a scarface said with disdain.

"I'm fighting with you." The man with the black mole stood up, pulled out his big knife, and rushed over, the long arrow was a little off, but it didn't hit the heart, and he still had a chance to fight.

"Look for death." The middle-aged man with a scarface didn't have time to put on another arrow, dropped the long crossbow, pulled out the long knife, dodged the head-on knife sideways, and at the same time the long knife slashed horizontally, cutting through the thigh of the black mole man.

The man with the black mole glanced at his bleeding thigh and continued to raise his knife to slash it.

The two of them went back and forth for several rounds, the middle-aged man with a scarred face was unharmed, and the man with a black mole was already scarred and staggered.

"Let's hit the road!" The middle-aged man with a scarface slashed the black mole man's big knife and stabbed him in the abdomen.

The man with the black mole unwillingly grabbed the long knife of the middle-aged man with a scarred face, and said viciously: "You must not die well." ”

The middle-aged man with a scarface twitched hard, but he didn't pull it out, and he was furious and punched the black mole man in the face.

"Here's your chance!" Lin Feng was overjoyed in his heart, the flying knife came out of his hand and hit the head of the middle-aged man with a scarface, the back of his head was shattered, his brains splashed everywhere, and the middle-aged man with a scarface fell to the ground without saying a word.

"Haha..."The man with the black mole was overjoyed when he saw it, and hurriedly said, "Brother, thank you!" ”

"You're welcome!" Lin Feng slashed again, piercing the neck of the man with a black mole, and the man with a black mole had his eyes wide open, and he couldn't bat an eye.

"Brother Hai's death is too unjust!" Lin Feng looked at Zhou Zhenghai, who died tragically, and sighed deeply.

Suddenly, Han Dandan hugged Lin Feng from behind, and his limbs were like an eight-clawed octopus, firmly coiled on Lin Feng's body.

……

Early the next morning, Lin Feng got up from the tent, took out the trauma medicine from the storage bag, put it on Han Dandan's red and swollen arm, and wrapped it around a circle of gauze.

Coming to the woods, Lin Feng was energetic and refreshed, and practiced several sets of knife techniques, the knife was domineering, and the strength was domineering, half an hour later,.

With a sip of water, he used a fireball charm to burn the middle-aged man with a scarred face and the man with a black mole to ashes, dug a big pit, wrapped Zhou Zhenghai in a blanket, and put it into the pit.

Han Dandan had been in the tent for a long time and watched Lin Feng busy, but his face was crimson, and he was embarrassed to come out.

Lin Feng buried Zhou Zhenghai's body, cut a piece of tree to set up a monument, and engraved the words "Tomb of Senior Brother Zhou Zhenghai" with a short knife.

Han Dandan came over to salute with a miserable face, crying to the point of sadness, unable to help himself, it can be seen that the senior brother and sister have a deep relationship.

Lin Feng came over and comforted: "People can't be resurrected after death, mourn!" ”

"Senior brother, you go all the way, I will pay tribute to you every year today, woo..."

Lin Feng asked Han Dandan to stay in front of the grave by himself, go to make a fire and cook by himself, pack the tent luggage, and put it on three horses.

After Han Dandan came over, after the two finished eating, they led the three horses and prepared to set off.

Han Dandan walked over, pinched the flesh on Lin Feng's waist with his hand, and twisted it hard, Lin Feng grinned in pain.

"Who made you so hard last night, it hurts!" Han Dandan pretended to be angry and said.

"I was wrong, Sister Dan." Lin Feng hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Do you dare?"

"Don't dare, by the way, Sister Dan, where are you going?" Lin Feng asked on his horse, hurriedly changing the topic.

"When I went to Beiling Mountain Xiuxian Market, my husband opened a small pill shop in the market before his death, selling pill talismans and other items. He passed away unexpectedly last year, and now I am in charge of the business, usually refining some pills and selling them in the store to maintain a cultivation life. Han Dandan replied.

"I'm following the convoy, just want to find the Beiling Mountain Xiuxian Market?" Lin Feng was overjoyed and said, "I became an immortal cultivator by accident, and I plan to meet the world. ”

"Thank you for saving my life this time." Han Dandan didn't know what to think, and said with a blushing face.

"Alas, I was too late to save Brother Hai." Lin Feng sighed and continued: "I heard the thin monkey say that two people left the convoy and disappeared, and they guessed that they might be looking for trouble with you, so they tracked them all the way. ”

"Don't blame yourself, senior brother, his fate is not good!"

"Life and death are fateful, alas!" Lin Feng sighed.

"Xiaofeng, what are you cultivating now?" Han Dandan rubbed his slightly red and swollen eyes and asked.

"The second layer of the Qi training period." Lin Feng answered honestly.

"What kind of exercises are you practicing?"

"Thick Earth."

"Well, the most common practice in the immortal cultivation world." Han Dandan was not surprised, and continued: "Most of the loose cultivation is practiced in these basic exercises. ”

Lin Feng said with great satisfaction: "It's good to have a cultivation book, I'm very satisfied." ”