Han Feng opened his mouth and said no more, but he was relieved in his heart, knowing that the other party did not have the intention of killing him, not because he had a skin-to-skin relationship with her, but because in that process, the other party must have known that he was not a remnant of the demon race, after all, at that time, they were completely let go of each other, and they went straight to the depths of their souls.

"What the hell is going on with my grandfather?" asked Simon Holly in silence for a long time, without warning.

"He was taken away by the remnants of the demon clan in the early morning, but he was hidden and not revealed until I appeared, and he was exposed!" Han Feng responded.

"Why, you're not an important person!" Ximen Dongqing still looked cold, but from her tone, she could see that she basically believed what Han Feng said.

"Because I'm related to Fu Zu!" Han Feng pondered his words for a moment and said an ambiguous truth.

This is not a question of whether Thaksin trusts Simon Holly or not, but that the ancestral talisman is very involved, and it is also the foundation of his foothold, so naturally there is no room for mistakes, and the less one knows, the less one risk.

"What's the matter?!" asked Simon Holly.

"This broken sword is the legacy of Fu Zu, he wants to take away this sword of mine!" Han Feng had an idea, raised the broken sword and said matter-of-factly.

Ximen Holly stared at his broken sword, thinking of its magical power, she couldn't help but believe it from the bottom of her heart, but she still pursed her lips and asked coldly, "Then how did you escape?"

"I have someone to help me!" Han Feng said.

"Who!" Simon Holly looked incredulous.

Han Feng immediately told Long Qing how he had rescued him, of course, he concealed the matter about the remnant talisman.

"What you said is true?" Simon Holly asked rhetorically, half-convinced.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, I can take you to the Longtan area and find Long Qing's seniors to prove it in person!" Han Feng said seriously.

"Hmph, I won't be fooled by you!" Ximen Dongqing Qiong snorted slightly, obviously not following Han Feng to the Longtan area.

"Then how can you trust me?" Han Feng shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said helplessly.

Ximen Dongqing was speechless for a while, thought sideways for a while, and said: "Whether what you said is true or not, you have to go back to Tianlongmen with me, and let the elders judge your right and wrong!"

When Han Feng heard this, he sneered and said, "Hey, then what would you do if they didn't distinguish between right and wrong, or if Li Lingzhi was faint and really wanted to kill me and take everything from me!"

Ximen Dongqing was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted and retorted: "This is just your conjecture, Deputy Head Long and the others are well aware of the righteousness, and they will definitely not misjudge!"

"Xiaoqing, in the face of absolute interests, no one can be absolutely fair!" Han Feng said earnestly, and continued: "If there is, it must be that interest is not big enough!"

When Ximen Holly heard him call himself so affectionately, his face couldn't help but blush, but he was embarrassed to show it, and hurriedly said: "What benefits do you have for them to covet!"

"Hehe, as long as I can escape the catastrophe of the psychic realm cultivator's mortal killing, it is enough for them to fight, as long as I confirm that I am still alive, they will squeeze out all my value, and finally throw it away in disgust!" Han Feng sneered.

"At that time, I think you will do the same, and you will also deal with me together!" Han Feng raised his eyes to stare at Ximen Dongqing, and suddenly added such a sentence.

Simon Holly was silent and looked at him in a daze.

"In a word, if you still don't believe me, if you want to kill or chop, even if you make a move, I won't sit still, I will fight you to the end, it depends on whether you have the ability!" Han Feng held the broken sword in his hand, shook it slightly, and looked at her and said slowly.

Ximen Holly didn't move, she didn't speak, and after a long while, she sighed leisurely, and with a wave of her jade hand, she removed the light of ice and snow around her, allowing this independent space to completely dissipate.

"You go, never come back!" Simon Holly threw down this sentence, turned around and left, and flew away in an instant, disappearing into the sky.

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to let him go so easily, he opened his mouth, and there was an urge to keep the other party in his heart, but he couldn't say it, she had her own fetters, and it was impossible to follow her away.

What's more, he himself has a lot of things to do, and he also has a long way to go, which is really not the right time for the wind and snow.

Han Feng collected his mood, harnessed the retreat, and flew into the unknown mountain range on the side, still speeding towards the northwest.

Time flickered, and a day and a night passed.

After a smooth journey, he successfully crossed the mountain range and went to the plains nearly 100,000 miles away, where he faintly heard the sound of a river rushing from a distance.

Han Feng was surprised, and secretly wondered where the sound of the rushing river came from, it would not be the last stream of the White Crocodile River.

He immediately dispersed his soul power, and instantly enveloped the past, only to see that six or seven hundred miles away, there was indeed a big river like a fierce dragon, all the way to the west.

There was still no trace of people there, not even a few alien beasts or primordial beasts, and somehow.

Han Feng's body flickered, and after a few breaths, he went to the air on the edge of the river, he swooped down and landed to a position more than 100 zhang high, still dozens of miles away from the river, floating in the air.

He stared at the river, looked at it carefully, and found that it was constantly seeping into the sky, and it was like a wall, blocking the way.

He released his soul power to probe in, but he found that his soul power could not pass through the past, there were many resistances, and there was an inexplicable power devouring his soul power, which made him feel extremely strange.

"It's really a strange place, I don't seem to have such a place in the map I have obtained in the past, could it be that it is new?" Han Feng wondered in his heart.

He looked left and right, and found that the river was endless, and he did not know where the end was, and if he wanted to make a detour, it would be a waste of time, and there would be other obstacles in other places, and even more dangerous.

He thought for a while, and immediately galloped over, approaching the wall of the river, stretched out his hand and touched it, and immediately all kinds of special gases rushed over, and suddenly they turned black, like a hungry wolf biting at him.

Han Feng was shocked, his wrist flicked, the blue light shone, and the mana of the Heavenly Dao Golden Pill was released, shaking these black gases away, but they couldn't be destroyed, they were just isolated.

After retreating a few feet, the black gas slammed back with a look of perseverance.

What's even more surprising is that more and more black gas emerges from behind, swarming and humming sound, deafening.