Chapter 164: Red Vine

The young man put the pills one by one into a small porcelain bottle with broken flowers, plugged the cork, and turned around to leave. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Please stay!" Feng Juechen suddenly shouted loudly.

The young man was stunned, and the mask on his face was hung by a branch and fell off.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's honorable name?" Feng Jiechen's tone was full of respect.

"Cheap name, I'm afraid I'll stain my ears!" the young man picked up the mask on the ground, smiled sideways, put the mask on his face again, and hurried away, disappearing into the deep evergreen forest.

Feng Jiechen touched his chin, this scene, it seems that a long time ago, where did he encounter it.

"What are you still doing lying on the ground? Are you going to let me carry you back? Idiot!" Feng Juechen had just held back the fire in his belly, and now when he saw Ah Fei's stupid appearance, he glared at him in disgust, waved his sleeves, and strode away.

Ah Fei seemed to turn a deaf ear to Feng Juechen's abuse, got up from the ground, and strode in the direction of the evergreen tree.

"What are you doing?" Feng Jiechen heard the movement and turned around.

"He dares to hurt me, Ah Fei wants revenge and let him die!" Ah Fei muttered to himself as he ran.

"Hmph, you useless fool, you still want to take revenge? Alas, there is no use value anyway, go ahead, it's better to let him kill you, and I'll go back to explain to the master." Feng Jiechen raised his eyebrows, smiled weirdly, and left quickly.

The evergreens, as its name suggests, are green all year round, so in late autumn, the woods are particularly vibrant when the cold wind blows.

In the deep forest, a young man with a fox mask on his face was moving forward at a high speed, when he was suddenly stopped by a red vine and stopped.

The young man has a strand of white hair on his forehead, and at this time, under the blowing of the autumn wind, there is a different charm.

He looked around, took a deep breath, removed the mask from his face, and threw it into the storage bag with a smile of success on his face.

This young man is none other than Lan Feng.

"Haha, this mask that Senior Brother Li Yu gave me is really a good thing, bring it, even if you are an old monster in the Yuan Infant Stage, you can't see my true cultivation!" Lan Feng laughed, took out a small porcelain bottle with broken flowers from the storage bag, uncorked it, took a deep breath, and showed a very enjoyable expression.

"I really admire my reasoning ability, that Feng Juechen, it is really tricky, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't see through my cultivation and was afraid of my revenge, then what was in this bottle now would be some ordinary healing pills.

Although there are a lot of spirit stones for me, it is really a waste to exchange them for healing pills, and that Ah Fei seems to have many secrets on his body!"

Lan Feng muttered, his eyes looking up and down at the red vines blocking his way.

Another important characteristic of evergreens is that they are very resilient and do not allow any other species to invade. In the process of growth, their roots will ooze a transparent mucus, this liquid is not only harmless to similar plants, but also has a nourishing effect, but any other species, when they encounter this liquid, do not even have a chance to germinate.

That's why these evergreens can grow more and more luxuriant, and even in the harsh winter, not a single leaf turns yellow. The ground was damp, the light was dark, and it was covered with long moss, a patch of green, and no other color.

But now, there was such a large red vine, twisting and intersecting with each other, and it really looked like a huge spider web.

"What is this?" Lan Feng looked at the vines with a strange expression, and his expression suddenly moved.

"In the book of the Upper Water Division, there is a plant that has no leaves, is red all over, and can survive in various environments, and its name is ...... It's like a fire whip!"

"The Fire Ling Whip is the main material of the Ancient Divine Grass and the Killing Pill, how can it appear in such a ghost place, do you really think that your Chu Yunfeng is a treasure land?"

"Who? Who's talking?" Lan Feng was stunned in his heart, and looked around vigilantly.

"Haha, what you just saw is my latest refining of the new magic weapon, the first time I used it today, the effect is not bad, you can be regarded as a blessing for the eyes!"

Lan Feng felt that this voice was a little familiar, and was about to speak, when suddenly his pupils shrank, and his body flashed quickly to the side.

In an instant, the cold light flashed, and an illusory figure suddenly swept by, appearing where he had just stood, condensed into a burly man, still holding a sharp scimitar in his hand.

"Well, it's pretty fast, it's not like the speed of an ordinary monk, it's good, it's good!"

"Who are you?" Lan Feng took a deep breath, staring at the deadly scimitar in the man's hand, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Does it matter who I am? It's just one of the many disciples of Xuande Sect, it's not worth mentioning!" The strong man grabbed it lightly, and the red vines not far in front of him instantly shrank and returned to his storage bag.

"Xuande Gate...... Who the hell are you, you actually learn from me to speak!" Lan Feng looked at this man at this time, a little familiar.

"Hmph, you stabbed me in the thigh just now, why did you forget it as soon as you turned around now?, or I'll help you find your memories?" said the strong man, raising the scimitar in his hand, and stabbed at Lan Feng.