"Hey!" the boy who called his brother hurriedly grabbed him, seeing that he was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, but the few scratches on his face made his somewhat immature face look hideous and capable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info raised his head slightly and said, "Look over there." ”

But seeing the dust flying, a group of outcasts jumped out of the clan village on porcupines, and the fight just now was so moving, which naturally let these people see it. Who doesn't want the pie that fell from the world?

The elder brother patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "Let's go, it's getting dark, and if you don't find something to eat, you'll be starving with your grandma again." ”

"Oh. The younger brother snorted, but he didn't see it, and there was a touch of loss in his brother's eyes.

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In a big pit, Qin Feng was lying inside. Urging his body vigorously: "Damn, I can't move!" The insect Ran was about to die, and the venom from the poison sac paralyzed the limbs and hundreds of remains, and even the spiritual power was almost stagnant, and it no longer flowed down Zhou Tian.

Thanks to Qin Feng's physical strength, if this venom sticks to an ordinary monk, he will be killed instantly!

I wanted to send a voice to contact the Nightmare to rush to the rescue, but just the movement of the spiritual sense was painful. I tried to run the Ning Yuan True Technique, and fortunately, I was finally able to sense the stagnant spiritual power slightly.

Suddenly, Qin Feng saw that some fine soil particles were beating. Something must be running here.

Qin Feng secretly said in his heart: "Abandoned people, fierce beasts?" No matter what it is, he can give himself a fatal blow!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly suppressed a trace of panic in his heart. The heart is like stopping water and urging the true recipe of Ning Yuan, just hoping to quickly activate a trace of spiritual power, and it is good to have some self-preservation power.

A lewd man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks poked his head out of the pit, and happened to meet Qin Feng's eyes.

"Ouch. The man was startled, but he fell down in fright. For a long time, he looked at it with a smile. Seeing that Qin Feng didn't move, he threw a few more stones and hit Qin Feng's head, and seeing that there was no reaction, he expected that he was already dead.

He stood up in an instant, revealing a lewd smile, a thief's eyebrows, and finally his greedy gaze stopped at the Qiankun bag on Qin Feng's waist. rubbing his hands together, he laughed: "Hehe, I'm cheap today." ”

Kankan took a step, but heard an angry roar: "Stolen rat, what have you found this bastard?"

"Ah!" the stolen rat trembled in shock, and then replied in a flattering voice: "Patriarch, the little one has been found." The body of the witch is lying here. ”

After getting acquainted with it, dozens of outcasts riding porcupines surrounded the pit with rudimentary weapons. The patriarch stood beside the man called the mouse, and the porcupine under the seat was especially huge.

"Smack!" the patriarch slapped the rat with a slap.

Wind leaked from the mouse's mouth: "Woo ......" Several teeth spurted out with blood, and rolled into the pit with the people.

The patriarch didn't look at it and scolded: "You bastard, I don't know your virtue yet!"

The porcupine warrior on the side gloated and smiled: "Hahahaha...... "Who called the stolen rat a pistachio."

The stolen rat covered his face, his eyes fell into tears and wept: "Woo, clan, chief, you have wronged me." ”

"Well, I've wronged you. The patriarch smiled coldly, and pointed the spear in his hand at Qin Feng: "You go and bring me the bag around his waist, and I will believe you." In his heart, he planned to use him as cannon fodder.

Witches have always been hated and envied by witches. This is especially true of their witchcraft, and they are therefore said to be divine. Fearing deception, he decided to let the most useless stolen rat test it.

The stolen rat was so frightened that he couldn't even close his mouth: "Ah!"

The patriarch frowned: "It's not ...... soon."

"Be careful!" heard a porcupine warrior shout angrily, raising a wooden shield to protect the patriarch.

"Poof, poof, poof. "The arrows are like rain, and I don't know how many people died for a while.

Even Qin Feng was not spared, and six arrows were inserted into his body.

Today seems to be the lucky day of the stolen rat, and in an instant, more than ten arrows were hit, like a human arrow target.

For the rest of his life, the patriarch scolded angrily: "Viper, you bastard, when did my porcupine clan provoke you, and you dared to sneak attack me!"

However, while speaking, he saw a group of agile witches riding mantis-like beasts that had already pounced on each other.

A rough voice came: "Haha, don't talk nonsense." Genius treasure only virtue dwells in it, let's see the hard work under our hands!"

The patriarch sneered: "Very good, very good!" As he spoke, he urged the porcupine to leap up.

For a time, the sound of killing shook the sky, and wails were everywhere. But no one dared to sneak into the pit to obtain the "genius treasure". There are already more than ten high-tech and bold people, who are lying with Qin Feng in an unadultlike manner.

The two "tigers" competed, but it gave Qin Feng a chance to breathe. Finally, a trace of spiritual power was reactivated, and it slowly swam in the middle of the week, warming the pulse......

After an unknown amount of time, this skirmish finally stopped. A bloody figure stood on top of the pit like a victor, the spear in his hand trembling with his arm. The setting sun was like blood, shining on the cold iron at the end of the spear, like the demon's pupils mocking.

"Tick, tick......" The viscous blood kept falling from the body, and it was towards a bloody man who had just crawled out of the pool of blood.

"Hey, hey. The man smirked and jumped down from above.

"Phew!poof......" The Jieli Sword suddenly flew up from the ground, slashing the spear that was trying to parry, and in an instant, it broke a bloody hole the size of a bowl in his chest.

The man's face was shocked, the strength in his body passed rapidly, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier: "You're not dead?" After saying that, he fell to the ground with a bang.

Qin Feng struggled to get up from the ground, and with a move of his hand, the Jieli Sword returned to his hand. Humming and laughing, "I can't help myself!" staggered under his feet, twisting like a resurrected zombie.

"Damn, the toxins in the meridians must be slowly pranayama to fully recover. "You have to find a pranayama as soon as possible, otherwise there will even be sequelae.

Thinking of this, although the pain all over my body was unbearable, I longed to fall to the ground and fall asleep. But Qin Feng was still like an old man who was about to die, and climbed out of the pit with difficulty step by step.

A group of abandoned people riding mantis-like mounts were silent, not daring to attack, and reluctant to go. They looked at each other, but no one dared to make a bird.

Qin Feng was covered in cold sweat with pain, and then reprimanded with a calm face: "Get out!" As he spoke, a slight glow appeared on the Jieli Sword.

The outcasts were horrified, and a fellow who seemed to be the leader shouted, "Withdraw, withdraw......" and in an instant, he scrambled to flee on this strange mount.

Qin Feng faintly sneered on his face, if it weren't for the fact that the injuries in his body were really serious, he might leave a hidden illness if he used his spiritual power again. Otherwise, I really don't mind spending some effort to kill these arrogant and foolish people. It was naturally very unpleasant to fall to the point of being peeped at by a group of ants.

The muttering sentence in his mouth: "Hmph, you know each other!cough, cough ......" but his chest was sweet, and several mouthfuls of dirty blood spurted out.

I covered my chest for a long time, and then I felt a little better. Qin Feng slowly walked towards a barren mountain full of rubble not far away......

An outcast looked at Qin Feng's figure from afar, and said with some fear but greed: "Big brother, forget it?"

The little leader spat out a mouthful of phlegm: "Nonsense! The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse! Don't you see that he killed the patriarch with one move? I want to go to you, I haven't lived enough." Suddenly, the conversation changed, and he smiled lewdly: "But brothers can't come in vain, the elite of the porcupine clan is dead, and their witch village is ours." Brothers, everything is done according to the old rules! Quack, I heard that the girls there, but the water is tight!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the outcasts behind him laughed lewdly and responded: "Big brother is wise, oh no, the patriarch is wise!"

All kinds of ugliness are the true face of this world. The unkindness of heaven and earth is that all things are dogs, seemingly benevolent, not punished for evil, and not rewarded for good. But it is really a ruthless trampling on the will of the individual.

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The sun and the moon turned, and more than a few months had passed.

A vine-covered cavern stretched out a pale hand and moved the vine away. But it was a person who came out, with his hand on his forehead, covering the somewhat dazzling sunlight, it was Qin Feng.

Although the transmission of the voice reported safety to Zhao Yiwen and the nightmare, Qin Feng was still a little worried, and there were too many facts that the power Fang Cheng needed to worry about.

"It's been too long for this trip, and it's time for me to go back. Shaking his head, Qin Feng rose against the wind and was about to leave.

Ran Yu Guang flickered: "Huh?" But I saw that the witch village in the distance, which had been ambushed by Worm Ran, had changed its appearance. It seems that after the devastation of the war, all the huts were burned down, and the rudimentary wooden walls were also destroyed. There were also human heads and skinned corpses that were pierced straight on the sharpened wooden thorns.

Rao is Qin Feng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart: "What's the matter!" There was a faint premonition that this matter was related to him. I was not in a hurry to go back at the moment, and hurried away.

"Whew!" An angry roar came, and a colorful two-headed green tiger poked out of a slightly intact hut and howled at Qin Feng. But he used this place as his own territory, and provoked the people who came.

Feeling bored, Qin Feng shouted angrily: "I don't know whether I am alive or dead!" Even a fierce beast in the Qi refining period dares to act as a force? With a move in his hand, the Tianhuang Sword conjured up a cyan flying sword without a hilt and swept away like a hurricane.

Qin Feng's all-out blow was something that a fierce beast in the Qi Refining Stage could parry! He didn't even have time to react. The Tianhuang Sword swept by, and the two-headed green tiger didn't even have time to exhale screaming, and it turned into blood mist fragments.

A faint aura covered Qin Feng to prevent this filthy thing from sticking. Without a pause, Qin Feng landed in front of the hut. Faintly, there seemed to be sobbing and moaning.