Lao Qin was just talking to Zhao Han, so he followed the opportunity and said, "You don't have to lead the way. You just need to tell me the approximate route."

"Brother Han, I'll stick with it."

Facing the girl with a firm stance, Zhao Han shook his head and had to agree.

After half an hour, the three of them, who had eaten and drunk enough, had recovered their strength, put out the bonfire and set off on their way again.

There were not many dangers along the way. Some wild beasts that were hunting at night left a corpse behind the attacks and venting of Dong Hanzhi and Lao Tan. Even some lonely giant wolves were killed by Dong Hanzhi and the other two on the spot under Zhao Han's pressure, which made the two of them exclaimed, which was considered to avenge themselves.

More than an hour later, Dong Hanzhi searched carefully in the grass and stood up with a sad face next to a rock next to a small path.

"Brother Han, I clearly remember that I had placed it here before, and I still marked it on the stone." The girl pointed to an invisible nail mark on the rock, looking extremely depressed and ashamed.

Zhao Han glanced at the nail mark and nodded, understanding that Dong Hanzhi was not lying, but that if this happened, things would be in trouble.

If you can't find the Purple Phantom Gun, your closeness will always be a shortcoming, and your combat power will inevitably be affected. Now that Xiaomang Mountain, which is full of dangers and will break out at any time, is always a serious hidden danger.

Suddenly, Zhao Han's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice: "Have you been injured before you arrived here?"

"No, when we arrived here, we had just escaped from the giant wolf's ambush, and we didn't consume much physical strength or were injured."

Dong Hanzhi and the other two looked at each other, and although they were puzzled, they both shook their heads.

"It seems that after you, others have come here. If nothing unexpected happens, this group of people should have picked up my weapon, and some of them were injured."

Zhao Han took a few steps forward and pointed to an inconspicuous edge of the rock. There was a layer of dark red blood on it. It was just because the sky was not yet bright and the surroundings were pitch black. Even with torches, the light was still dim. Dong Hanzhi and the other two did not notice it. If Zhao Han had not had the extraordinary eyesight, he would have ignored it.

"What? Someone is following us?" Dong Hanzhi and the other two were not stupid people. After a moment of thought, their faces became gloomy.

"Things may not be as you think." Zhao Han's eyes flashed with solemnity, he waved his hand, and said, "But we are not wrong with being careful."

Having said that, Dong Hanzhi and the others were first ambushed by a giant wolf inexplicably, and then followed behind them to pick up a spear. It was obvious that their experience had obvious human traces.

If it weren't for a chance to find all kinds of strange things, maybe the three of them were still kept in the dark. In this way, in addition to the Sun family in Chiyan City, there were other forces involved in this time, and they seemed to have bad intentions towards Sun family?

This pool of water is too deep. If you don’t pay attention, you may fall into a catastrophe.

"Young Master Zhao, what should we do next?" Before we knew it, even a knowledgeable person like Lao Tan subconsciously took Zhao Han as the backbone.

Zhao Han lowered his head and pondered for a while, a gleam flashed through his eyes, and said, "The situation is confusing now. We stand too low and don't understand the situation at all. If we are involved rashly, we may be sold and we will help count the money."

"If you want to survive, you cannot pin your hopes on others."

Dong Hanzhi nodded vigorously and said, "Brother Han, what do you think we should do, we will all listen to you."

Zhao Han pondered for a while and said, "Looking at Young Master Sun Yang's attitude, they entered Xiaomang Mountain for nothing more than a benefit. For a certain treasure, monster, mineral vein, or... a secret realm!"

"Hiss~" Old Qin took a breath of air when he heard this, his face turned paler. Looking at Zhao Han, who was talking indifferently, a huge wave of turmoil broke out in his heart.

Zhao Han suddenly stopped, paused for a moment, and then said, "And I have another speculation that needs to be verified."

Dong Hanzhi was straightforward and asked quickly: "Brother Han, what is the speculation?"

Zhao Han smiled and changed his mind: "We must get my gun back first."

Lao Qin frowned and said in confusion: "But, Mr. Zhao, where should we find it?"

"Come with me."

Zhao Han pointed to the blood on the edges of the rocks, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although Xiaomang Mountain has a small word in its name, it has hundreds of miles in radius, with undulating mountains and winding like snakes. In the deep, some steep peaks on the mountaintops are even occupied by powerful monsters.

Most half an hour later, in a dense pine forest more than 400 miles outside Xiaomang Mountain, Zhao Han and his party stopped and looked sharply at the open space in front of the stream outside the forest in the distance.

There, the orange-red bonfire was burning vigorously. Five young men and women in dark blue dresses and with a visceral face were chatting around the bonfire, with their expressions idle. Even though they had already entered the depths of Xiaomang Mountain, there was no slightest tension.

Among the six people, there was a young man with a yellow hair, a sharp mouth, a white face, and a sinister look. At this moment, his body was wrapped in a tiger's skin, and his right arm was wrapped tightly outside, as if he was injured. On his knee was a large gun with purple light, with a spear head four feet long, with a three-edge edge and a dark red blade. He had obviously had a full blood.

It was Zhao Han's Phantom Spell.

"It's indeed this bad guy!" Seeing this, Dong Hanzhi was indignant and wanted to rush out to question him, but was grabbed by Zhao Han, who was quick-witted and quick-witted.

"Don't be impulsive, this group of people is not simple." Zhao Han shook his head, his expression was solemn, his eyes swept across the six people, and finally concentrated on a figure in front of the bonfire.

This is a burly boy with a square face and a tray of muscles. Even from a distance, he could feel the tough aura emitted from him. He casually fiddled with the bonfire and reached out to grab a roasted hare from the fire. He pulled off the rabbit's legs with a "hiss~" and stuffed them into his mouth. While chewing, he spoke to a girl with delicate facial features on the left.

Another fat man with a huge body and a fat man, with an exaggerated expression, gestured something, and finally sighed indignantly, snatched the palm of his palm as big as a palm fan on the bonfire, grabbed the hind legs of a pig weighing more than ten pounds, and chewed it hard as soon as he opened his teeth.

In addition, a handsome and gentle boy was sitting cross-legged, with no expression on his face as if he was paralyzed. He was holding a black-scattered sword in his arms, arrogant and cold, and seemed a little out of place with others.

"Mistress Han, Miss, these five people are not simple." Old Tan traveled around the world and was knowledgeable. He could see the extraordinaryness of these people at a glance and reminded him.

"Not five people." Zhao Han's eyes swept over Lin's group of people, shook his head, and said in a deep voice in a puzzled look of Dong Hanzhi and his two gazes, "It's six people."

"Six people? Where is the other one?" Dong Hanzhi was stunned. As soon as she finished speaking, a dark dagger suddenly appeared behind her and stabbed her hard at the vital point of her back.

The attack came very suddenly, as if it appeared out of thin air, and appeared three feet behind Dong Hanzhi without any signs, and then stabbed it down hard without any affection. As soon as it came, it wanted to kill her, and it was extremely fast, and even Dong Hanzhi and Lao Qin were not aware of it.

Just as the tip of this dagger with the breath of death was about to be inserted into Dong Hanzhi's vest, a thick bronze palm suddenly appeared and grabbed the pale wrist holding the handle of the dagger.

"How is that possible?!"

In the dark woodland, a thin boy wearing black leather armor seemed to be integrated into the darkness, looking at the big hand holding his wrist in disbelief. He had always been confident in his stealth and assassination skills, but he did not expect that the attack he was determined to win would be easily discovered and intercepted.

"Without saying a word, I will act ruthlessly when I come up, but it is very unfriendly." Zhao Han's low voice sounded, which made Dong Hanzhi and the others shocked. When they turned around, they saw this black-armored boy who was even worse than Dong Hanzhi's height, especially the dark and dull dagger in his hand, his face changed drastically.

The black-armored boy looked at Dong Hanzhi and the other two, as if he hadn't heard of him. He looked up at Zhao Han and said, "How did you find me?"

"The formation you set when you rest, the position occupied by the five people seems casual, but they are connected to each other. If you encounter an attack, you can form a formation to defend at the first time. However, if you look closely, you will find that this formation is missing a corner. If you fill this corner, it will be complete."

Zhao Han explained lightly, paused, and then said, "In addition, you don't have to deliberately delay time, we are not hostile."

The black-armored boy's face suddenly changed. He suddenly tried to fight with his right hand, but he felt that there was an iron plier on his right wrist, firmly locking his right hand and unable to break free. A cold light flashed through his eyes, a touch of left hand was touched around his waist, and then he started to attack.

Zhao Han narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw a short thorn piercing him with a pungent smell as a chest thorn, moving quickly without any mercy.

"I'm a little uninterested!"

Zhao Han sighed lightly, and held his right hand slightly hard, and a "crack" came from his palm. The black-armored boy's face turned pale in an instant. Although he gritted his teeth and did not make a painful humiliation, the left hand that stabbed Zhao Han was weakly hung down. He was humiliated and cut his right hand back and waited for punishment.

"Friend, is it too much?"

At this moment, a powerful voice came, and the burly boy who had been sitting in front of the bonfire had appeared at some point less than ten feet away from Zhao Han and others. Next to him, the other four young men and women could no longer disperse, and surrounded Zhao Han and the other two faintly.

"Excessive? First, I attacked my companion, and then I wanted to attack and kill me after being captured. I didn't directly pinch him to death. It's already very reasonable. What do you think?"

Zhao Han raised his eyebrows, grinned, revealing his white teeth, which looked unusually lustful under the night.
Chapter completed!