It takes half a month to go to Luofeng City non-stop, and the journey is very long, which also shows how remote He'an Town is.

The city behind him is getting farther and farther away, and Wu Feng, who said that he won't look back, still can't help but look back.

Three years ago, Zhang Long brought him back to He'an Town from the wilderness.

In three years, he became an excellent hunter like a local custom, like a dying grass regaining its majestic vitality.

Three years later, he left his loved ones, his friends, and set out into the unknown.

The horse's hooves clicked, Wu Feng retracted his gaze, he was afraid that if he looked at it again, the moisture that had been suppressed would gush out of his eyes, and this was the first time he tasted it, and it didn't taste good.

......

The crowd hurried along, and by noon the sight was desolate, with no human signs, no smoke, only snakes coiled around the branches, rats poking their heads out of their holes, and the occasional bird flying overhead.

Dong Li walked in the forefront, beaming with pride, this trip can be described as both wealth and sex.

Wu Feng followed the carriage closely and left his hometown, and the young master and the two servants became his closest people.

Feng Xiu kept his face calm, under his slender eyebrows, he couldn't see anything, but You Xi walked to the carriage several times to ask about the situation of the little young master, Wu Feng could feel that he was not drunk, and seemed to have something to say to himself, but he stopped talking.

The birdsong in my ears became more and more frequent, sharp, tactful, and desolate, and it was very uncomfortable to mix together. Wu Feng looked up, and the road ahead stretched into a forest, although it was not as primitive and mysterious as the jungle, but it was also a big tree, shading the sun.

Entering the forest, the road became narrower and narrower, and in some places the carriage could only pass by rubbing the branches.

"Beware of wild beasts attacking the wagon. You Xi and I were in front, and Feng Xiu and Wu Feng were behind. Dong Li took the reins of his horse, looked at the end of the road that had been swallowed by the trees, and then continued to move forward with his legs between his legs.

"Please!"

Out of politeness, Wu Feng let Feng Xiu go ahead, and seeing that the latter didn't seem to appreciate it, he straddled the horse, cold as a river, and then raised his eyebrows, pouted, and followed the carriage by himself.

The further he walked in, the dimmer the light became, and Dong Li, who was at the front, gradually slowed down, and finally stopped.

Wu Feng looked sideways ahead, although the trees were shady, the midday sun was full, and there was nothing blocking the road, why not move forward?

Seeing Dong Li looking left and right, Wu Feng also looked around. Old vines, old trees, and moss are everywhere, and the cool breeze with moisture hits you, making you shiver. If you want to kill people and sell more goods, this is an excellent place to destroy corpses.

Just as Wu Feng was thinking nonsense, Dong Li coughed dryly, and Wu Feng looked at it, the latter's back and You Xi's unbearable eyes made him feel bad.

A coercion suddenly came from behind, Wu Feng hurriedly turned around, and a red palm print slapped tightly on his back.

The blood mist suddenly erupted, and Wu Feng was blown away from the horse, and his spine was knocked out by the tree trunk on the side of the road with a crisp and piercing click, and he fell to the ground.

With his face on the ground, Wu Feng gasped heavily, his painful cough brought out a thick blood foam, and in the vision that had not been completely blurred, Feng Xiu walked step by step.

Wu Feng tried to struggle to get up, but Feng Xiu's foot stepped directly on his back.

The two servants of the Li family didn't know why, they were frightened by the sudden scene, and they were as stiff as puppets, as for the little young master, he was smart and very appropriate, his eyes were closed, his head was crooked, and he pretended to be dead.

Feng Xiu's feet were violently forced, and Wu Feng suddenly let out a piercing scream, the blood foam soaked all the white teeth, and the sound of You Xi was vaguely heard in the buzzing tinnitus.

"In charge, please spare his life. ”

"Hmph, the school field is disobedient, I'll slowly calculate with you when I go back, seal the repair, do it!"

"Yes!"

Feng Xiu smiled indifferently, as if he was not a person under his feet, but a humble ant, his soul power was emanating, and a faint bright red gradually wrapped his palm, exuding a formidable aura.

"For ...... Why?" Wu Feng struggled to spit out a few words.

"You're not qualified to ask!"

Sneering again, Feng Xiu raised his hand to aim at Wu Feng, and then at this moment, a burly figure rushed over next to him and threw him to the ground.

Looking at the figure rolling on the ground, Wu Feng laughed bitterly.

"Li Da!"

Li Da quickly got up, picked up Wu Feng and tried to send him on horseback, however, Feng Xiu's angry shouts followed suit, and a red palm print whistled away.

"Look for death!"

'Poof!'

Needless to say, the power of the blood palm is a mastery of the blood master, but Li Da, a martial artist, resisted it with all his life, spewed blood mist, staggered, gritted his teeth and pushed Wu Feng onto the horse.

"One...... Let's go!" Lying on the horse's back, Wu Feng's eyes were moist.

"Captain, I'm sorry!" Li Da shook his head, tears also occupied his eyes, but he smiled, laughed very relieved, smiled very relieved, and then slapped the horse's ass fiercely.

The horse neighed and galloped away, Wu Feng grabbed the reins with his only remaining strength, and in the tears in his eyes, Li Da slowly knelt on the ground, and the bloody palm finally killed him.

"Waste, chase me!"

Dong Li shouted angrily, spurred the horse, Feng Xiu followed closely in shame, You Xi did not chase, jumped off the horse, walked to Li Da's body, bent down gently, and bowed his hand.

His eyes became more and more blurry, and finally he slowly closed, and Wu Feng, who was hit hard, was forced to the edge of the cliff, and with the only remaining desire for business, he grabbed the reins and let the fierce horse run wildly, but this could not stop the approaching footsteps of death.

The aura of the three-star soul warrior exploded instantly, Dong Li's stirrup flew out like an arrow, his right arm was bent and charged in mid-air, and the bloody palm suddenly condensed, the anger was heavier, the blood color was thicker, and after a loud drink, there was a muffled explosion in the air.

The coercion was approaching, and the bloody palm was killed, but Wu Feng had no resistance, and became a lamb to be slaughtered, and death became the only destination.

In the jungle, Wu Feng retreated with his whole body, and he was also comfortable in the face of the threat of Liu He and Li Dan, originally thinking that going to the head of the blood would get rid of the complicated situation, but as everyone knows, this road leads not to heaven, but to hell.

In fact, no one else is to blame for all this, Wu Feng only knew that he was drunk and attacked that night, but he didn't expect Qin Yun to sell his soul in order to achieve his goal. He underestimated a woman, a woman who was shameless to the limit.

The sound of the wind from the blood-colored palm prints was like a cold wind blowing from hell. Perhaps God had mercy and let Wu Feng take another look at the world of right and wrong at the end of his life, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

In the blurred eyes, the surroundings were blurred, only the blood-colored palm prints that were whistling and close at hand were so clear and dazzling.

The blood in his mouth kept dripping, and Wu Feng squeezed out a faint smile, which represented accepting the unfortunate fate.

'Boom!'

A deafening explosion rang out, and the ground trembled.