In the silent forest, Zuo Feng looked up at the sky blankly like a red bloody man. Until a certain moment, his fingers moved slightly, and then his eyes turned to look around.
At this glance, even Zuo Feng himself was stunned on the spot. Although he was still conscious just now, he seemed to have lost his mind. He only had one thought in his mind, 'Tear all the people in front of him into pieces'.
Looking at the mess and broken corpses all over the ground, Zuo Feng even had the urge to vomit.
"I did all this?"
Zuo Feng muttered to himself stupidly, as the things that happened before came to mind one by one. He didn't know how he did all this, but he knew very well that all of this was indeed caused by his own hands.
After a while, Zuo Feng seemed to remember something, and suddenly lowered his head to look at his chest. He saw that the black bulge, which before had only been sprouts of black heads, had now expanded outward by half an inch.
'Could this be the cause of it?'
Zuo Feng secretly guessed in his heart that he had already guessed that his recent strength should have originated from this black bulge. Although he did not understand the reason, he vaguely guessed that it was related to the fact that he had sucked the blood of the Devouring Wolf.
The animal skin clothes that had just been made had been torn to pieces by my own hands.
After thinking quietly for a while, Zuo Feng rummaged through the broken corpses and found a set of black clothes from a small package in a short time.
Although the clothes were much larger than those worn by Zuo Feng, Zuo Feng still put them on and just tore off a section of the trouser legs. After taking a look at the wide sleeves, Zuo Feng simply tore off both sleeves. It worked.
The cloth strip on the trousers is tied around the waist and can be used casually.
After doing all this, Zuo Feng's expression didn't improve at all. He couldn't figure out his own changes, which was what made him most depressed. Although he seemed to have gained some great ability, it was almost at the cost of losing his mind.
, he doesn’t want to turn into a beast-like existence in the future.
After checking his belongings again, Zuo Feng was ready to leave here as soon as possible. But just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from around him.
"Damn, they still have a team ambushing nearby."
Zuo Feng immediately thought of a possibility, and without daring to stay any longer, he quickly rushed in one direction. Not long after Zuo Feng's thin back disappeared into the dense forest, three gray figures came here quickly.
"how so?"
The person who came first found the corpses all over the ground and couldn't help but frown and said.
"It looks like it was attacked by a wild animal."
"You're stupid. The three of them are strong enough to kill dozens of wild beasts. Look, there are no corpses of wild beasts here."
The person who spoke before said coldly like someone on the sidelines, paused, and continued: "I seemed to have seen a figure heading in that direction just now. Anyway, find the person talking first."
After the man in gray clothes finished speaking, he quickly chased Zuofeng in the direction where he disappeared. The remaining two men in gray clothes looked at the corpse on the ground again, and looked at each other again, and they both saw something in each other's eyes.
fear.
There were two people on the ground who had been torn apart so much that their original appearance could not be seen, and one person's head seemed to have been smashed into pieces by a sledgehammer. His hands and feet were also torn off and randomly discarded around. Although the two felt that things were too weird,
But in the end, he still followed the man before and gritted his teeth.
The frustration in Zuo Feng's heart could not be increased at this time. Ever since he left Yancheng, he seemed to have been caught in an endless pursuit. First, he was hunted by the Yancheng gang members bribed by Zhang Yu, and then by the bandits.
The remnant. And after he finally walked out of the Tianping Mountains, he still couldn't escape the fate of being hunted.
In fact, Zuo Feng also missed one thing, which was the wolf-eating beast that had a profound impact on him. This wolf-eating beast followed Zuo Feng almost persistently for several days, but in the end, all its blood essence and beast core were destroyed.
The other person drank it.
Zuo Feng now relies entirely on pure physical strength to run, and he no longer dares to use his spiritual energy. He is afraid that once he uses his spiritual energy, he will fall into the crazy state again. He also doesn't know if he uses that power again, what will he finally be able to do?
He didn't dare to take the risk whether he could regain his senses or not.
But while Zuo Feng was running, suddenly a figure flashed in the distance, and at the same time, a cold shout came, "Who, stop."
Seeing the familiar gray clothes and the other party's shouts, Zuo Feng had to grit his teeth again, change direction and rush down in another direction.
But after a while, Zuo Feng stopped and stopped running wildly, because three more gray figures appeared in front of him.
He didn't dare to run anymore. These people seemed to have set up a dragnet around Tianping Mountain. The more places he ran, the more enemies he would alert. Without Zuo Feng's telekinesis, even if he continued to run wildly, the result would not be
Change, and his speed is obviously not as fast as these men in gray.
The sound of chaotic footsteps came from behind, and Zuo Feng also let out a long breath. At this time, he calmed down.
A moment later, six gray figures appeared behind Zuo Feng, and together with the three people in front, there were a total of nine warriors in the tempering stage among them.
"Boy, how did the three members of the 'Short Spear Five' team die?"
One of the last six people who appeared asked first. Although he had been chasing Zuo Feng here, he never believed that his companions were killed by the young man in front of him.
"What, the 'Dance Spear Five' are dead?"
One of the three people in front of Zuo Feng, a middle-aged man with a gray beard, asked in surprise. He usually had a good personal relationship with "Short Spear Five", but his expression changed slightly after hearing the news of his death.
Zuo Feng said with an indifferent expression: "I don't know, the three of them were already dead when I got there."
He didn't mean to hide anything deliberately, but even if he told those people, they wouldn't believe it. As expected, the man in gray who started asking questions said suspiciously.
"Nonsense. Their blood has not dried yet. They obviously died not long ago. Moreover, you are still wearing the "Short Spear Three" night clothes. Don't you think I can't tell? Tell the truth quickly."
When the middle-aged man with gray beard heard this, he seemed to have lost his patience and said harshly.
"Whether he knows it or not, this person just ordered to capture that guy alive. Let him capture it first, and we will let him try his methods first, and everything will become clear to him."
After hearing what he said, several other people nodded in unison, and then spread out and slowly approached Zuo Feng. Although they didn't know how the short spear five died, several people still increased their vigilance.
Zuo Feng slowly closed his eyes. It seemed that even if he was reluctant, he had to use that mysterious power again. But after a few breaths, Zuo Feng found that there was no abnormal change in his body. Even though he
No matter how he stirred up and circulated the spiritual energy, the violent breath from before flowed out of his body.
When he opened his eyes again, Zuo Feng already had the urge to cry or laugh. But before he could resist, two warriors in the tempering stage had already stepped forward, and each of them grabbed Zuo Feng's arm.
arm, and then Zuo Feng was pushed to the ground with an unwilling look on his face.
After leaving Yancheng this time, Zuo Feng experienced too much. He escaped with his life in many pursuits and tried his best to rescue his master from the enemy, but in the end he still couldn't escape the fate of being captured alive.
He sighed secretly in his heart. Although he had never experienced torture, he had seen the torture suffered by his master Fuji Xiaoyun before. Thinking about it, he knew that the other party would never be merciful just because he was only a teenager.
When Zuo Feng was feeling a little panicked, a hurricane suddenly blew across the sky, and then a large shadow completely covered the place.
Zuo Feng was being held down by someone, lying head down on the ground. He couldn't see what the shadow in the sky was. He could only tell from the changes in the people around him that at this moment, the nine men in gray around him all had solemn expressions on their faces.
Stand ready.
"Um?"
An old woman's voice sounded above Zuo Feng's head. This voice felt very familiar to Zuo Feng, but for a moment he couldn't think of where he had heard this voice. Then Zuo Feng heard a slight sound of breaking wind. From the sound of his voice
It can be guessed that this woman must have fallen from a very high place.
Then Zuo Feng saw the people in gray around him from the corner of his eye, quickly forming a formation and gathering around him. He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, 'Is there anyone else who is interested in me?'
"Left wind."
An extremely pleasant female voice came. Zuo Feng immediately recognized who the female voice was, but he thought with great surprise.
'Chen Die, why is he here? Who is he with?'
Just when he felt a sense of surprise in his heart, the old female voice that spoke before sounded again.
"Do you know that boy?"
Then there was silence. Although Zuo Feng could not raise his head to look, he could guess that it was Shen Die who was nodding. Because in this silence, he clearly heard the sounds of several people in gray clothes swallowing saliva due to nervousness around him.
"Senior, this young man is extremely important to us. I hope..."
But then Shen Die's cold voice came: "Master, these people are the same group of bandits who massacred our village. Each of their hands is stained with the blood of our Shen Village."
There was anger in Chen Die's cold voice, and Zuo Feng could feel that the hands holding him down were slightly moist.
"Senior, when we..."
Before he could finish speaking, the old voice rang out: "Hey, if you had handed that little guy over to me, I should have been able to let you live."
After the voice said this, she paused for a moment. When she felt that she had finished speaking, she spoke again.
"Don't think that I don't know about the things you do. Originally, you wanted to leave your lives to my disciples. But today I will make an exception and kill a few ants to make my disciples happy."
"senior……"
The man in gray seemed to be about to say something, but his voice suddenly stopped. Then Zuo Feng felt that the two hands holding him were gradually losing strength. When he raised his head, he happened to see a group of men in black around him with dull expressions.
fell down.
After looking at the old woman who spoke before with a shocked face, his pupils suddenly widened, and he murmured in a hoarse voice: "Huan...Senior Huansheng."