Zuo Feng slowly sat down against the big tree, and suddenly a furry black shadow rushed over and got into his arms.
A feeling of excitement and warmth arose spontaneously. Zuo Feng gently took the little beast out of his arms. The little beast stared at Zuo Feng with a pair of dark eyes, and its ears twitched a few times casually.
Zuo Feng smiled slightly and said slowly: "Thank you, Nifeng."
The little beast seemed a little embarrassed. He twisted his body a few times, broke away from Zuo Feng's hand and got into Zuo Feng's arms again. He reached out and patted the little beast in his arms. It was a little unhappy.
He twisted his body, then stopped moving.
Zuo Feng smiled lightly, and then his expression became serious. He turned his head and looked at the camp with sparkling fire in the distance with squinting eyes.
'There are not many opportunities. If we want to rescue the master, I am afraid we only have one night.'
Obviously these people are not the only ones who went to massacre the village. Zuo Feng doesn't know where the others went, but if their new lair is not far from here, then the chance to do it will only be this night. Thinking of this
Zuo Feng's mind started to work quickly, and plans were formed one after another.
"Shua...shasha..."
In the dark jungle, there are sounds like some animals scratching the ground. If you get closer, you will find a thin figure squatting on the ground, writing pictures on the ground with a branch in his hand.
What is drawn.
If you look closer, you will find that the young man is drawing a simple sand table on the ground. There are also a few stones placed on the ground. You can roughly tell that the sand table the young man drew is the one where he just escaped from death.
At the camp.
This young man is Zuo Feng. He is holding a branch in his hand and his eyes are slightly narrowed, but his eyes are scanning back and forth in the sand table. It can be seen that the several larger stones he placed represent the
The locations of several tents in the camp.
There are another eighteen small stones in the sand table, which is of course where the group of men in gray are distributed. There is a black dagger stuck in the middle of the sand table, which is where Teng Xiaoyun is.
Zuo Feng drew several lines with arrows on the branch in his hand on the sand table, and then erased it again and again and started drawing it again. This was the fourth time that he had erased the previous traces, and it also represented his first time.
I rejected my plan four times and re-summarized all the information I had obtained in my mind.
There are eighteen warriors on the other side. From the actions of the sentry just now, it can be judged that the strength is in the late bone refining stage and the bone refining stage. There must be many warriors in the tendon tempering stage among these people. The number is eighteen, which should be six.
Squad. This is consistent with the three-three system adopted by the special army that Fujisho Yun told himself. They may be a group of troops specially cultivated by a certain force.
When they cooperate with each other, they will definitely be much more difficult to deal with than ordinary bandits. This is the main reason why he rejected the plan four times before.
Zuo Feng frowned and drew three circles on the outside of the sand table, and drew a few lines from inside the camp, then frowned and started thinking. At this time, he was simulating the process of his actions in his mind, making sounds at two points to attract the people inside.
Some people came out to check and drew two lines heading towards them.
After hesitating for a moment, he picked up six stones, drew an incoming line from the other side, and then marked the arrow. The branch in his hand stopped there and he could no longer draw, and the picture in his mind stopped.
There it is.
There were six people attracted in his mind, and the positions of the remaining people in the camp came to mind one by one, but he could not proceed with the next step. He drew a line and a circle on the outside again, representing
Another team was attracted, and the number of enemies attracted in his mind increased to nine.
The scene was frozen here, Zuo Feng's brows furrowed deeply, because this was the limit of how he could attract the enemy. Not to mention whether the enemy could come out with so many people to observe as he wished, even if he succeeded in the previous step,
But those who stayed in the camp should also be the strongest group, and they would not be able to complete the subsequent rescue at all.
Zuo Feng firmly inserted the branch into the outermost part of the sand table, which was where he was now. He sat helplessly on the ground, biting his lip fiercely, and blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.
'Isn't there a way to rescue Master?'
Zuo Feng's mind began to become confused, and anger surged in his heart. He was angry that he was not strong enough. His master was clearly dozens of feet away, but he felt as if he was far away and out of reach.
Zuo Feng, who was a little angry, waved his hand fiercely and smashed the six pebbles in his hand into the sand table. But then his eyes widened and he stared blankly at the sand table that was messed up by the stones.
Immediately, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. The more Zuo Feng looked in the sand table, the more delighted he became. The corners of his mouth began to gradually turn up, and his smile continued to expand. Fortunately, he had not completely lost his mind, otherwise he would have almost laughed a few times.
He thought about the plan again in his mind, then grabbed the black dagger and put it in his arms, stretched out his feet to erase all traces on the ground, and then strode away in the opposite direction of the camp without looking back.
Zuo Feng changed from striding to running, and then quickly increased his speed to a certain level. He rushed towards the dark jungle. His telepathy spread instantly. It didn't take long for him to find a beast alone in the distance.
Walking in the forest, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he couldn't help but think: 'I've never thought that wild beasts can be so cute.'
Zuo Feng has been busy in the woods for more than an hour, but he still feels that the speed is too slow.
At this time, there was a calf-like beast in his hand, and its body had been cut into several pieces by Zuo Feng. He quietly sneaked ten feet outside the camp, carefully cut off the beast's meat in his hand, and quickly threw it away.
On the ground, he deliberately threw a lot of animal blood in the direction of the camp. After doing this, he crouched and slowly retreated. When he was about dozens of feet away, he stood up and quickly walked away.
"Do you smell anything?" someone said from a tent on the edge of the camp.
"No. I have been exhausted these past few days. If you don't sleep, I will sleep. It will be dawn in a few hours. Don't disturb me." An impatient voice said.
"I smell something, it seems to be the smell of blood, but it doesn't seem to be the same. Hey, maybe there have been too many murders recently and everything smells like this." The person who started to speak muttered something in a low voice and stopped talking.
"You might as well say it. You see, we can take turns serving you. My brother has gone to bed, and now it's my turn to ask you. If you say it, you won't have to suffer, and you can have a good meal and sleep.
But it doesn’t matter if you don’t tell me, someone will come to greet you in two hours.”
An impatient voice said lazily in the center of the camp. The person speaking had a big beard, and the beard was growing messily in all directions like a hedgehog.
Teng Xiaoyun was in ragged clothes at this time. Due to fatigue and torture, his eye sockets were deeply sunken. His face was also very ugly. Through the faint moonlight, you could see that his face was slightly blue and he was still wearing a penis.
More than a dozen steel needles seemed to have been inserted for more than two inches. Although he was tortured like this, his eyes were still as sharp as a knife. He glared fiercely and lowered his head again.
"Oh. Don't tell me? It doesn't matter. I'm here to play around, so you just sit down and leave everything to me. Hehe," the bearded man said with a sinister smile. He pinched a steel needle and pulled out a little, and then fiercely
He inserted it firmly and then turned it left and right a few times. While doing this, the bearded man always had a smile on his face.
"Hiss..." The steel needle was inserted, Teng Xiaoyun's face was distorted and he clenched his teeth, but the excruciating pain still made him gasp along the gap between his teeth, staring at the bearded man opposite him, but he still held it straight
No shouting was made.
"Hey, he is really as tough as they say. This is good, otherwise these two hours would be boring." The bearded man said with a playful smile, and then pinched another steel needle.
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Teng Xiaoyun was tortured to the point of almost fainting, but he didn't know that his most satisfied disciple was busy not far from him, trying to rescue him.
Zuo Feng acted quickly. He killed a few wild beasts walking alone in the forest, but did not provoke the wild beasts that gathered in groups. However, he had clearly remembered the locations of these groups. Fortunately, these people
After arriving at the outer reaches of Tianping Mountain, Zuo Feng could formulate the strategy in front of him.
He sprinkled some pieces of meat and blood from the outside of the camp and started running towards a group of wild beasts. He was still more than a hundred feet away from the group of wild beasts, so he didn't dare to go any further. The noses of the beasts were much more sensitive.
Even at this distance, he could feel the beasts starting to stir slightly, and they were already moving in his direction. Zuo Feng threw out a piece of meat without thinking, turned around and ran quickly towards another herd.
Although he was very careful, when he approached the fourth wave of beasts, he was still aware of his presence by the beasts in advance. It can be said that no one dared to provoke groups of beasts in the outer areas of the Tianping Mountains, especially such beasts.
It is extremely ferocious, which is the main reason why people in the village never dare to hunt in this area.
When Zuo Feng was less than thirty feet away from the fourth wave of beasts, a beast roar suddenly sounded, and then several of the fastest beasts rushed towards Zuo Feng's location.
Zuo Feng was a little helpless. He didn't expect to accidentally turn himself into a "prey". He didn't dare to stop and ran back quickly. The group of beasts behind him also chased him quickly. Three of them seemed to be the fastest.
Quickly, he quickly closed the distance between him and Zuo Feng. When Zuo Feng turned around, he could already see three pairs of beast eyes rushing toward him like six green lights in the darkness.
Zuo Feng was already very fast now, but the beast behind him was even faster than Zuo Feng. Seeing that it was getting closer and closer, Zuo Feng had no choice but to stop and challenge. If they caught up with them and attacked from behind, Zuo Feng could not do anything.
Launching an attack yourself is really no joke.
Zuo Feng suddenly turned around, and two of the beasts on the opposite side were obviously stunned, but there was a rather large beast that kept rushing towards me. Zuo Feng could already see its appearance clearly. From the appearance, he could see it clearly.
Then he recognized that the beast opposite was the "Eating Wolf", which was famous for its ferocity.
The leading one came out, a wolf-eating beast that was almost the same size as a healthy horse in the village. It looked like it should be the leader of this group of wolf-eating beasts.