Ye Feng didn't even have time to react. That day, the long sword in the man in the sword hall had already reached the head of the medicinal woodcutter. After a few seconds, he would split it in half.

However, at this moment, another figure, like a whirlwind, jumped out of the grass beside it and instantly stopped the woodcutter.

It's an old man!

"What a fast speed!"

Ye Feng was shocked. The old man seemed a little familiar, but the speed was too fast, right? A flash of eyes passed.

Bang!

The old man slapped his palm, and his powerful internal energy condensed in his palm, slapped the long knife open with great accuracy, causing it to slash along the side of the medicinal woodcutter to the bottom, creating a terrifying crack on the hard gravel road by the river, and debris flew around.

Ye Feng hid in the grass and looked closely. The old man was actually Huang Lao, whom he had met at the Long Family Fair before, that is, Huang Peirong of Tianzhu Mountain, who had been practicing for thirty years!

Unexpectedly, the old man came too. Ye Feng thought to himself, not daring to watch the confrontation between the two sides, and hurriedly took a long way to continue moving forward.

Whether it was Huang Peirong or the two guys from the Tiandao Palace, Ye Feng didn't want to have any conflict with him. Now he just wanted to safely reach the ancient tomb and search for Su Feiying's traces.

"Then Mr. Huang should not be a villain, and he doesn't know what he has been looking for Mo Jiuge..."

Ye Feng thought to himself, remembering the words Huang Peirong asked him to convey to "Mo Jiuge" when he was in the Langfang Hotel.

Shaking his head, he didn't think much about it, and walked up the mountain road, always paying attention to the surrounding situation. Now Changbai Mountain is full of dangers, just like Ye Feng didn't notice that there was a Huang Lao hidden nearby.

Of course, no matter how dangerous it is, his determination to go to the ruins of the ancient tomb will not change.

After another half an hour, Ye Feng came to the middle of the mountain, where the woods were denser, with weeds growing.

Looking through the grass, the winding mountain path ahead, after two or three kilometers, you will reach a spacious mountain platform. Ye Feng frowned because there were more than a dozen people on the mountain platform, and they were all from the martial arts world.

If you want to go to the entrance of the ancient tomb ruins, the mountain platform is the only way to go, but Ye Feng is dressed in a mask now and wants to pass through the mountain platform with so many people. It is pure delusion.

"By the way, these people came from the Lingxie. Could that mountain platform be the place where the Lingxie was auctioned as agreed?"

Ye Feng quickly reacted, but at this moment, he suddenly felt the sound of messy footsteps coming from the front, and there was also a woman who was extremely seductive, panting, as if familiar.

“What’s the situation?”

Ye Feng stopped and immediately wanted to hide in the grass beside him, but before he could move, a pretty figure in front suddenly rushed out of the grass and bumped towards him.

Ye Feng subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to activate the Dragon Sword Gu Jie's true Qi Sword, and people would kill him in the future! Because he was not sure whether the other party wanted to attack or something else.

But in a hurry, he saw clearly who was hit by, and 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 also saw the masked man in front of her. She was shocked and a despair appeared in her beautiful eyes.

There are ambushing in front and pursuing soldiers behind. Isn’t this the same situation that Ye Feng faced after the Langfang Fair?

Ye Feng could tell at a glance that the girl was in a bad situation now, and she was even infected with some kind of spring poison that would make people unable to help but be. I don’t know who gave her the blame.

Seeing her, Ye Feng suddenly had an idea and came up with a wonderful idea.

Without thinking too much, he immediately stretched out a hand and hugged her soft body into his arms. Suddenly, a faint fragrance came to his nose, and a warm and soft touch was passed through her snow-white dress to Ye Feng's hand, making him feel a little hot.

But he immediately calmed down. He didn't take action against this girl to take advantage of her.

"Who is chasing you?"

Ye Feng leaned close to her ear and asked softly.

"Let me go!"

Long Wan'er struggled with a delicate body, her pretty face flushed, and she slapped him hard.

Unfortunately, Ye Feng's cultivation has increased significantly now, so he easily grasped her palm: "I want to help you. Since you don't appreciate it, then forget it."

When Long Wan'er heard this, she gasped in the fragrance, and her beautiful eyes were full of doubt.

She didn't think that this hateful masked man would help her so kindly, there must be a deception. When she thought of being teased by this guy when she was in Langfang, Long Wan'er was so angry that she wanted to throw things. Unfortunately, she finally met again, but she had no ability to take revenge, but was once again flirted by him.

Long Wan'er thought to herself, and felt the whole body was hot. The strong poison just now appeared to be uncontrollable. She quickly moved her dantian and used the internal energy in the meridians of the whole body to suppress the shameful desire as much as possible.

"By the way, you can..."

Long Wan'er's beautiful eyes turned and she thought of a solution. She stopped struggling for a while, but instead pressed her on Ye Feng weakly: "It's two miscellaneous things from the Divine Fist Sect that are ill-intentioned. Do you want to help me?"

The sound as nice as a yellow oriole sounded in Ye Feng's ears with endless temptation.

Divine Fist Sect?

Ye Feng's heart moved and thought of the dark-skinned young man kicked away by Long Wan'er at the Langfang Trade Fair. Could it be him?

Soon he knew that his guess was not wrong.

The grass was rustling, and the footsteps sounded from far to near. 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, it's better to obey me? My senior brother and I will definitely favor you and make you feel comfortable..."

Isn’t this voice the guy who deliberately quarreled and wanted to attract Long Waner’s attention at the trade fair?

At that time, he was severely humiliated by Long Wan'er. He was so weak that he didn't expect that he would use this method today. He even found a senior brother to help him, trying to do shameless things to Long Wan'er.

As the footsteps got closer, Ye Feng could feel that one of the two people who came was very weak, and the other one was about the same level as Li Junlong before. After knowing it, he did not retreat.

Soon, the two figures broke away from 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 been above the top, would be held in her arms by a masked man, looking extremely intimate.

Ye Feng was stunned that there were more than two people, but three. But there was a guy who was held in his hand by one of them. Who wasn't the little white-faced Long Xian?

Ye Feng suddenly understood why Long Wan'er was caught. Logically speaking, there were a lot of people from the Long family, and it was impossible for these two guys from the Divine Fist Sect to succeed. Unfortunately, if Long Xian is an insider, it would be too easy to lure Long Wan'er out alone.

One of the other party was the dark young man he had seen at the trade fair before. At most, he had only three or four years of cultivation and had not been taken seriously by Ye Feng.

Another tall man with a white-faced Long Xian looked much stronger, with a treacherous and sinister look on his face. Maybe this guy was thinking of this trick, it should be the dark young man's senior brother.
Chapter completed!