Ye Feng didn't even have time to react. The long knife in the hands of the man from the Knife Hall that day had already reached the top of the woodcutter's head, and in a few tenths of a second, it would be split in half.
However, at this moment, another figure like a whirlwind jumped out from the grass on the side and stopped in front of the woodcutter in an instant.
It's an old man!
"What a speed!"
Ye Feng was shocked. The old man seemed familiar, but was he too fast? The flowers passed before my eyes.
Boom!
The old man turned sideways and slapped his palm. The powerful inner energy condensed in his palm, and he slapped the long knife away with great precision. He then slashed it along the side of the medicine woodcutter, slashing it to the bottom, and created something on the hard gravel road by the river. A terrifying crack appeared, and debris flew everywhere.
Ye Feng hid in the grass and took a closer look. He saw that the old man was actually the old man Huang he had met at the Longjia Trade Fair, that is, Huang Peirong of Tianzhu Mountain. He had cultivated for thirty years!
Unexpectedly, this old man was here, Ye Feng thought in his heart, and did not dare to watch the confrontation between the two sides, so he quickly took a long way to continue moving forward.
Whether it was Huang Peirong or the two guys from the Heavenly Sword Palace, Ye Feng did not want to have any conflict with them. Now he just wants to reach the ancient tomb safely and search for traces of Su Feiying.
"Then Mr. Huang is probably not a bad person, and I don't know why he wanted to find Mo Jiuge..."
Ye Feng was thinking in his mind, remembering what Huang Peirong asked him to convey to "Mo Jiuge" when he was at Langfang Hotel.
Shaking his head, he didn't think much and walked up the mountain road, always paying attention to his surroundings. Changbai Mountain is now full of dangers. Just like just now, Ye Feng didn't realize that there was an old man Huang hiding nearby.
Of course, no matter how dangerous it is, his determination to go to the ancient tomb ruins cannot be changed.
After another half an hour, Ye Feng came to the mountainside, where the woods were denser and overgrown with weeds.
Looking sideways through the grass, you can see the winding mountain road ahead. After two or three kilometers, you will reach a spacious mountain platform. Ye Feng frowned, because there were actually more than ten people on that mountain platform, and it looked like they were all martial arts people.
If you want to go to the entrance of the ancient tomb ruins, the mountain platform is the only way to pass. However, Ye Feng is currently wearing a mask and it is sheer delusion to pass through the mountain platform with so many people.
"By the way, these people are all here because of the Consonance Grass. Is that mountain platform the place where the Consonance Grass was agreed to be auctioned?"
Ye Feng reacted quickly, but at this moment, he suddenly felt messy footsteps coming from the front, accompanied by a very seductive woman panting, which seemed familiar.
"what's the situation?"
Ye Feng stopped and immediately wanted to hide in the grass aside, but before he could make a move, a pretty figure in front of him suddenly rushed out of the grass and bumped towards him.
Ye Feng subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to activate the Dragon Sword Ancient Ring's Zhenqi Sword to kill the people in the future! Because he was not sure whether the other party wanted a sneak attack or something else.
But in a hurry, he saw clearly who he bumped into. It was Long Wan'er with a red face!
"It's you! I..."
Long Wan'er rushed out of the grass, and her delicate body naturally bumped towards Ye Feng. When she raised her head, she saw the masked man in front of her. She was shocked and a look of despair appeared in her beautiful eyes.
There was an ambush before and there were pursuers behind. Isn't this the same situation Ye Feng faced after the Langfang Trade Fair
Ye Feng could tell at a glance that this girl was in a very bad situation. She had even been poisoned by some kind of aphrodisiac that would make people unable to control themselves. He didn't know who gave it to her.
Seeing her, Ye Feng suddenly had an idea and thought of a brilliant idea.
Without thinking much, he immediately stretched out a hand and took her soft body into his arms. Suddenly, a faint fragrance hit his nostrils, and a warm and soft touch penetrated her snow-capped body. The white dress was passed to Ye Feng's hands, which made him feel a little hot.
But he immediately calmed down, he was not taking advantage of this girl.
"Who's chasing you?"
Ye Feng leaned close to her ear and asked softly.
"Let me go!"
Long Wan'er's delicate body struggled, her pretty face flushed, and she tried to slap him hard.
It's a pity that Ye Feng's cultivation has greatly improved now and he easily grasped her pink palm: "I want to help you, but since you don't appreciate it, forget it."
When Long Wan'er heard the words, she gasped for the fragrance, her beautiful eyes full of suspicion.
She didn't think that this hateful masked man would be so kind to help her. There must be some fraud involved. When she thought of being teased by this guy in Langfang, Long Wan'er was so angry that she wanted to throw something. But unfortunately, now that she had finally met him again, she had no ability to retaliate, and instead she was scorned by him again.
Long Wan'er thought in her mind and felt that her whole body was hot and hot. The strong poison she had just been hit by had a tendency to be uncontrollable. She quickly circulated her Dantian and used the internal energy in her meridians to suppress the embarrassing feeling as much as possible. desire.
"Yes, it's okay..."
Long Wan'er's beautiful eyes turned and she thought of a way. She stopped struggling for a moment and instead pressed weakly against Ye Feng: "It's two idiots from the Divine Fist Sect who have evil intentions, do you want to help me? "
A voice as sweet as an oriole sounded in Ye Feng's ears with endless temptation.
Divine Fist Gate
Ye Feng suddenly thought of the dark-skinned young man who was kicked away by Long Wan'er at the Langfang Trade Fair. Could it be him
He soon knew that his guess was not wrong.
The grass was rustling, footsteps were coming from far away, and soon a familiar and proud voice came: "Wan'er, just accept your fate and surrender! I want to see where you can run like this, and how can you survive?" Why don't you just obey me? Senior brother and I will definitely pamper you and make you feel comfortable..."
Isn't this voice the same guy who deliberately quarreled at the trade fair to attract Long Wan'er's attention
At that time, he was severely humiliated by Long Wan'er, and he was so weak. He didn't expect that he would use such a method today, and even found a senior brother as a helper to do something shameless to Long Wan'er.
When the footsteps were getting closer and closer, Ye Feng could feel that one of the two people who came was very weak, and the other was about the same level as Li Junlong before. He knew it in his heart and did not flinch.
Soon the two figures pushed aside the grass and appeared in front of Ye Feng. Both sides were stunned.
The other party was stunned that Long Wan'er, who had always had high eyesight, was actually held in the arms of a masked man, looking extremely intimate.
What surprised Ye Feng was that there were not only two people, but three. It's just that there is a guy who is being held in the hands of one of them. Who is Long Xian if he isn't the pretty boy
Ye Feng immediately understood why Long Wan'er had been tricked. It stands to reason that there are many Long family members here, and it is impossible for these two guys from the Shenquan Sect to succeed. Unfortunately, with Long Xian as an internal support, it will be too easy to lure Long Wan'er out alone.
One of the people on the other side was a dark-skinned young man whom he had seen at the trade fair before. He had only been practicing for three or four years at most and had not yet been taken seriously by Ye Feng.
The other tall man carrying the pretty boy Long Xian looked much stronger, with a treacherous and sinister look on his face. Maybe this guy came up with the trick of drugging Long Wan'er, and he should be the swarthy guy's senior brother.
Long Xian looked horrified as he was carried by the tall man in his hands: "Wan'er, you can't blame me. If they don't give you medicine to lure you out, they will kill me..."