"Who do you think you are? When did I get to speak to you!" Shouhou pointed at Lin Feng with his right hand and yelled.
"You are really ignorant." Lin Feng suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the index finger of the thin monkey, and gently broke it, causing the thin monkey to kneel down.
"Ah, ah... let go of your hand." Thin Monkey grinned in pain and stretched his other hand to his waist to draw the knife.
Lin Feng raised his right leg and touched the thin monkey's left ribs with his toes. With a "bang" sound, the thin monkey's ribs felt pain and he curled up together.
"You're looking for death!" The fat man raised his ax and struck Lin Feng aggressively.
Erbao and Dapeng didn't take action, they just watched, not wanting to offend anyone.
Just when Big Cat was about to take action, Lin Feng dodged the axe, kicked out from the side, and kicked the fat man to the ground. His mouth was full of grass, and the ax was thrown away in the grass.
"Wait!" Another person said harsh words, hurriedly helped the thin monkey up, and ran away with the fat man.
"My little brother is so awesome, he made my sister so angry!" Han Dandan smiled and thanked Lin Feng.
"Thank you for your help, brother!" Zhou Zhenghai also thanked Lin Feng with his hands.
"Lin Feng, you are acting out of your emotions." The big cat pulled Lin Feng and whispered to Lin Feng to be more careful if he offended Jin Ma Tou. Slender Monkey was Jin Ma Tou's henchman.
"It doesn't matter." Lin Feng said with an indifferent expression.
"Alas!" The big cat looked at Lin Feng helplessly.
"Little brother, your skills are so good, as fast as lightning." Han Dandan looked very interested and asked Lin Feng: "Who did you learn from?"
"Mountain style, it's not worth mentioning, it's ridiculous!" Lin Feng laughed.
"Tch, stingy!" Han Dandan looked unhappy.
…
It was late at night, and everyone set up tents next to the mound and took a rest.
Early the next morning, Zhou Zhenghai and Han Dandan had breakfast. They were riding fast and couldn't walk with Lin Feng and the others, so they rode away first.
Lin Feng knew that with Jin Ma Tou's character, he would not give up and would probably take action.
Through his analysis, Lin Feng gave an order to the tiger-striped shrike to observe the movements of the entire fleet of vehicles.
Sure enough, Tiger-striped Shrike noticed that two fast horses drove out of the convoy and followed them far behind.
Lin Feng was embarrassed to find that he did not have a fast horse and could not catch up with them now, so he could only let the tiger-striped shrike follow the two fast horses first.
…
After leaving the forest and reaching an open sandy grassland, Zhou Zhenghai found two people following him on horseback, and hurriedly reminded Han Dandan: "Senior sister, there are people following you. We need to be careful and speed up to get rid of them."
Only then did Han Dandan realize the seriousness of the problem. Although the two of them were immortal cultivators and both were at the fifth level of Qi training, they were engaged in alchemy and medicine and were not good at fighting.
Zhou Zhenghai turned around and observed carefully that the two men behind him were strong and strong, with broadswords and crossbows hung on their saddles. They clung to the horse's back while they were galloping. They must be very skilled.
The tracking lasted for two days. Han Dandan's horse's physical strength declined seriously, and Zhou Zhenghai could only slow down and follow him.
Slowly, they were overtaken by the two men behind them. Thirty meters away, Han Dandan could clearly see the menacing faces of the two men.
The two of them had obviously never experienced such a scene and were a little at a loss. Zhou Zhenghai held a fireball talisman in his hand, just in case.
Han Dandan regretted that she had to go to the carriage convoy and have dinner with Lin Feng and the others the day before yesterday. Zhou Zhenghai tried to dissuade her at that time, but Han Dandan didn't listen at all.
The middle-aged man with a scarred face on the left took off his hands, raised the long crossbow, put it on his left arm, took a preview, seized the opportunity, and pulled the trigger. With a "swish" sound, the long arrow was inserted into Zhou Zhenghai's right shoulder.
"Ah..." Zhou Zhenghai felt a pain. He looked down and saw a long arrow passing through his shoulder.
Han Dandan was shocked when she saw it and hurriedly shouted: "Junior brother, your wound is bleeding a lot, let me bandage it for you!"
"Don't stop, run!" Zhou Zhenghai hurriedly stopped, trying to control his body to prevent himself from falling off the horse.
"Junior brother, does it hurt?"
"Don't worry, I can hold it in!"
Behind him, another man with a mole on his face laughed and said jokingly: "Lao Gu, your arrow missed Ang!"
"It's three inches off, it's your turn!" The scar-faced middle-aged man placed the crossbow arrows on the horse's back.
"Watch it!" The man with the black mole held a short crossbow in one hand and raised his hand to shoot an arrow at Zhou Zhenghai's spine. Zhou Zhenghai turned over and fell from his horse.
Han Dandan quickly pulled the reins and dismounted to check. Zhou Zhenghai was dying and his face was pale.
Han Dan Dantian took the talisman in Zhou Zhenghai's hand, used his spiritual power to stimulate it, and threw it towards the two people opposite.
After the talisman burned, it turned into a big fireball and flew over. The two people on the opposite side were shocked when they saw it. They hurriedly jumped off their horses and distanced themselves.
With a "boom", one horse was burned alive by the fireball, and the other horse was frightened and ran away in a hurry.
"Immortal cultivator!" the scar-faced middle-aged man exclaimed.
"Keep your distance and be careful of their spells!" the man with the black mole warned, horrified and his back soaked with sweat.
"Boom", another fireball was thrown by Han Dandan, but it was too far away from the two people and did not burn them.
After the two of them saw it, they felt reassured. The middle-aged man with a scarred face squatted behind the rock, raised his crossbow and shot another arrow, but missed. The arrow stuck three or four feet away from Zhou Zhenghai's leg.
"The distance is a bit far, so I can't hit accurately." The scar-faced middle-aged man shouted, and shot another arrow, but still missed, but he did not dare to close the distance.
"I'll try." The man with the black mole fired three arrows in a row, but none of them hit.
"Stop trying, we don't have many arrows left." The scar-faced middle-aged man said, "It takes time, that man is bleeding a lot, and the arrow hit a vital part, so he won't be able to hold on much longer!"
"clear!"
On the top of a big tree in the distance, a tiger shrike quietly watched everything that happened.
Han Dandan hurriedly took out the trauma medicine and applied it to Zhou Zhenghai's wound. The bleeding slowly stopped, but the arrows were all on his body, so Han Dandan did not dare to take it out.
More than half an hour later, Zhou Zhenghai fell into a coma and was breathless.
"You are all bad people. You should be struck by lightning." Han Dandan cursed in a hoarse voice with tears streaming down her face.
"You little girl, haven't you heard of the Golden Belt for murder and arson?" The scarred middle-aged man said with a fierce look on his face: "I have more than ten lives under my control, but I have never been struck by lightning, haha!"
"Hurry up and surrender. Our brothers are compassionate and will not kill you."
"You are the subordinates of the golden horse head, right? I remember this." Han Dandan said through gritted teeth.
"The golden horse head is nothing." The man with the black mole said with disdain.
"You can't defeat us. If you have the sense to surrender quickly, you will suffer less."
Han Dandan couldn't believe them. She held a water sword talisman tightly, her palms filled with sweat.
"We can't keep going like this." The scar-faced middle-aged man whispered to the man with the black mole.
"clear."
Han Dandan looked at the two of them warily while taking out a water bag and feeding Zhou Zhenghai some water.
Zhou Zhenghai lost too much blood, was severely dehydrated, and his lips were dry and cracked.
After a while, the scar-faced middle-aged man said impatiently: "We can't take advantage, so let's go."
"You can leave if you want, but I won't leave. I have this girl all to myself, hehe!" The man with the black mole smiled obscenely.
"Don't talk nonsense. She is an immortal cultivator and knows magic. If we go forward, she will be burned to death." The scar-faced middle-aged man continued to persuade: "Go back, you want to play, but you can't find a girl anywhere."
The man with the black mole said unhappily: "That's different, this is an immortal cultivator, a fairy!"
"You stay alone, I'm leaving." The scar-faced middle-aged man whistled, called for the horses, and left angrily.
Han Dandan felt a little relieved after seeing it. After all, it was easier to deal with one person than two people.
Reaching out and trying Zhou Zhenghai's forehead, Han Dandan found it was cold. Han Dandan hurriedly took out a leather bag from the horse's back and a quilt to cover Zhou Zhenghai's body.
