Back at Zhishan's house, Sister-in-law Li hurriedly closed the courtyard door to prevent the enthusiastic people who were crowded at the door from running to the courtyard to watch the flowers and enjoy the grass, affecting the mood of the immortals and fairies.

Zhou Feng walked straight to the house where he was temporarily staying, his mood was complicated, and he didn't dare to compliment Zhishan's personality, but after all, he was Zhiling's father, and everything he did was for his daughter, but Zhou Feng just couldn't get used to this kind of snobbery.

Seeing that Zhou Feng seemed to have something on her mind, Zhiling no longer chattered around the snow and kept asking, she followed quickly, patted Zhou Feng's shoulder with her hand, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with the little madman? Look at your sad face, is it because of the gossip of those people on the street, and my father's indifference to you." "

Zhou Feng looked back and smiled, "No, I just feel a little tired and want to lie down for a while." "

"Be careful, you must be eating vinegar in the snow. Zhiling smiled, if he was jealous for himself, what a happy thing he would be.

"Senior sister, I'm going to leave here tomorrow, and I can see that Uncle Shan can't bear you, so it's better for you to stay with him. When the time comes, I will come back to visit you together after I find Qiu Yao. Zhou Feng smiled reluctantly and said solemnly.

"Zhou Feng, didn't you notice that because of the troubles and disasters that my appearance has brought to Zhiqing Village, things like today will follow, I am actually a red face and a disaster, this skin wanted to be discarded, but I am sorry for her biological parents. I left for my father's sake, I don't want him to worry about me, if you don't want to take me, I'll wander by myself, go with the wind, go with the flow. Zhiling looked at Zhou Feng with a little sadness, looking pitiful.

Zhou Feng glanced back at the snow chase that was being entangled in Zhishan, and said: "This pig in the snow is a talent, and his cultivation is not shallow, and your father likes him so much, why don't I be a matchmaker for my senior sister and match you." "

"Little madman...... Shut up!" Zhiling raised her voice and kicked Zhou Feng's crotch, all without saying a word.

Zhou Feng bent over his crotch, his face distorted, and only then did he regret that he had missed this place when he was refining his body.

This voice attracted the attention of the three of Zhishan, Sister-in-law Li was stunned, Zhishan was relieved, and chuckled in the snow.

Zhiling turned around and walked quickly to Xuezhongchai's side, grabbed someone's hand and said heartily, "Do you dare to drink with me?"

The sudden change shocked the immortal, but he quickly came back to his senses, looked at Zhou Feng and laughed: "I'm chasing in the snow, I'm addicted to alcohol, and I'm not drunk with a thousand cups." "

Zhishan on the side was immediately happy, and hurriedly ordered: "Sister-in-law Li, go to the cellar and get my treasured old wine, and I will also drink a few glasses with the immortals." "

Sister-in-law Li answered and hurried away.

Looking at Zhiling pulling the snow chase, followed by a father, Zhou Feng shook his head, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, how can you forget your brother if you have a drink, dare you drink a few glasses with me, I'm not drunk with a thousand glasses. Xue Zhong walked to the door of the hall and stopped his steps, turned back to Zhou Feng and shouted, his voice crisp and loud.

Zhou Feng wanted to leave angrily, but after thinking about it, what were you afraid of, if you don't drink it for nothing, you don't drink it, so you turned around and strode over.

Four people and three jars of wine, the altar bottomed out, Zhishan was already drunk like mud, lying on the table and falling asleep. Zhiling was also drunk and red, babbling nonsense. Zhou Feng and Xue Zhongzhu's faces did not change, their hearts did not beat, and wine was like drinking water to them.

In the middle of the night, a black shadow left Zhiqing Village and headed southwest along the mountain road, and the white-headed cat on the branch at the head of the village "cooed" twice to report safety.

It was Zhou Feng, who couldn't sleep all night, who was rushing on the mountain road, and he wanted to rush to Chunmao Mountain before dawn to make a preemptive strike, so that the mountain bandit knew what the real villain was. Because of their kindness step by step, what should happen has not been avoided, and it is the departure of relatives who have given up a switch, suffering, and blindly giving in cannot solve anything, the best way is to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never suffer from future troubles.

The journey of two hundred miles, Zhou Feng only took four hours, and for ordinary walkers, this has reached the limit.

The sky had just revealed a glimmer of light, and it was still dark all around, and a mountain peak that was not very majestic lay horizontally in the night, as if it was still sleeping. The mountains are densely forested with trees, and from time to time the roars of wild beasts can be heard.

Zhou Feng paused for a moment and followed the mountain road towards the mountain, although the road was rugged but not steep, and it was not very difficult to walk.

The light flickered, and the stars were dotted like torches. Zhou Feng stopped, and struggled to climb a small tree to look at the light. I saw that the city wall built of large stones was connected with the cliffs on both sides, forming a natural danger, easy to defend and difficult to attack. There were dozens of mountain bandits patrolling the city walls alternately, without the slightest relaxation, and it seemed that they were usually well-trained and disciplined.

Are so many people going to die in their own hands, begging and screaming, blood flowing like a river, corpses all over the field, Zhou Feng slammed a spirit, and his mind became more and more sober. If I had done this, wouldn't it be more ferocious than these bandits, and I have not heard of them doing anything that hurts heaven and reason, and their sin will not lead to death.

Zhou Feng slipped from the tree, his heart was like numbness, and when he really hurt the killer, he couldn't bear it.

Zhou Feng smiled self-deprecatingly, Lao Hei is right, it is not so easy to be a villain, it seems that I was not born with this material. What should I do? Go back.

Just as Zhou Feng turned around to go down the mountain, a pair of people and horses rushed out of the mountain gate, and the sound of horses' hooves and shouting again and again.

So early, they are going to do looting and killing, just for the sake of heaven, they can't be wicked, they can be chivalrous.

Zhou Feng straightened his mind and was in a good mood, he sat in the middle of the mountain road, took off his two big shoes and threw them aside, shaking his head and chattering.

"People are inherently good, they don't have the courage to do evil, they are chivalrous and strong, what do you do if you don't listen to me, chop and chop ......"

The sound of horses' hooves was near, and there was an obvious tremor on the ground, and a team of people and horses galloped over, led by a big man in his forties, with a big square face, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his skin was like copper and iron.

This group of mountain bandits heard someone humming from afar, and at first they thought it was a hallucination, but when they saw a black shadow sitting on the mountain road, they admitted that someone who was not afraid of death was coming.

The torches were bright, reflecting Zhou Feng clearly, a young man who looked ordinary.

"Boy, I'm impatient to live, and I ran to Chunmao Mountain to find death. A mountain bandit on horseback drove his horse forward, raising his hand and whipping at Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng suddenly lay flat on the ground to avoid the blow of the horsewhip, picked up a cloth shoe and threw it over.

"Smack!"

Impartially, it just stuck on the mouth of the mountain bandit, and a strong smell made the mountain bandit unbearable.

"Ha, how does it taste? If you want to take another bite, you still have one. Zhou Feng teased with a hippie smile.

"It's him, my lord, this person is the fool from Zhiqing Village. "Rushing out from the back of the horse team, it was a man with a knife on his back full of fleshy bumps.

The big man in the shape of a man raised his hand to signal the mountain bandit who ate the stinky shoes to retreat, he looked at Zhou Feng carefully a few times, and asked in a rough voice, "You are the senior brother of that great beauty?"

Zhou Feng looked at the big man and shook his head, and said mockingly: "You still want to marry my senior sister like you, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat, it's whimsical." Benxia came here today to tell you that my senior sister has a master, you will die of a toad, do good deeds, and strive to be a frog prince, maybe the princess of which family will fall in love with you. "

The big man was in a fog, I don't know what this kid in front of him is talking about, it seems that he is indeed a fool, and he is not lightly stupid.

"Haha...... I've been wandering all my life and have to retreat even when an ant sees it, and today I let a fool laugh here, happy!" The big man let out a rough laugh, and the whole mountain and forest buzzed, so frightened that the roar of the beasts came to an abrupt end, and the birds in the woods fluttered their wings.

Zhou Feng was stunned, I ruined him so much, and he was so happy, could it be that he was a master who liked to find scolding.

"Fool, I like you a little, today I was going to go down the mountain to Zhiqing Village to teach those mountain people who don't know what to do, and see what that big beauty looks like. Now this king sees that your heart is rippling somehow, and he has taken a fancy to you at a glance. Why don't you go back to the mountain with me and be a lady of the village, and you can enjoy the glory and wealth, how about it?" the big man sneered at Zhou Feng and sneered.

This guy is not only a masochist but also a master who likes to, oh my God! Zhou Feng was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

"What's the matter, I'm a little flattered? Hehe, I'm teasing you. Haha......" The big man looked up and laughed.

The mountain bandits behind were even more happy to lean forward and back together.

"So very good, so very good!" Zhou Feng said to himself lightly patting the frightened little heart.

"I heard that your strange steps have caused my brother to suffer a great loss, and today I want to see it. The archers are ready to shoot him. The big man waved his hand as he spoke.

More than a dozen bamboo bows were quickly drawn and aimed at Zhou Feng.

Whoosh......

More than a dozen large arrows galloped out and shot at Zhou Feng at the same time.

Through the last battle with the man with the sword on his back, Zhou Feng was full of confidence in the Tenglong Eight Swords he cultivated, not to mention that he still had a back hand, which was why he dared to enter Chunmao Mountain alone.

Zhou Feng rolled back, and a donkey rolled around, dodging the attack of the rain of arrows in a very clumsy way.

One after another powerful bamboo arrows came in the air, and Zhou Feng also rolled and rolled, just rolling out a hundred meters away, although the image was not good-looking, but it was very effective. Looking at the bamboo arrows all over the ground, Zhou Feng grinned, ready to roll at any time.

Jiuniuhu raised his hand to signal the bow and arrow to stop, and opened his mouth to scold: "His grandmother is a bear, what kind of weird pace is this, it's purely a shit shell." Bear thing, just dare to break into my pure Mao Mountain. "

Zhou Feng grinned, "You don't know the goods, you big black bear, this is called blooming all over the ground, and the little dragon is rolling." "

"Bah! Today, the king will let you have a loach to drill into the mud, and the ground is full of debris. "

Jiuniuhu jumped up from the horse's back, and his huge figure smashed towards Zhou Feng like a boulder. The fat horse under him barely fell to his knees under the force of the recoil, and it neighed and barely stood on all fours. I heard that this nine bulls and tigers have already sat on eight horses, and now this one is also a little powerless, maybe one day it will die under the master's ass, it is not easy to be a man, and it is even more difficult to be a horse.