Afternoon.

The sun shines through the leaves, and the temperature in the forest is warm and warm.

The grass on the ground floats in the breeze. Not far away, there was the sound of rustling footsteps.

Then, a large area of wolftail grass was brushed away, and two figures walked over.

Ahsan looked at the surrounding terrain and said, "We are already ten miles away from the village. ”

Immediately, she looked down at something, bent down, and rubbed the ground with her hand.

A large blade of grass was brushed away, revealing two hidden footprints on the ground.

"Brother, there's someone around here. Ahsan said with an affirmative face.

Qin Hao lowered his head, checked around the ground, and said in a deep voice: "There are still a lot of people, it seems to be very lively here before!"

"Brother, you can also track the technique?" Ahsan was a little surprised.

Survival in the forest, hunter instincts, tracking skills, etc., are basic survival skills.

The clansmen will forget it.

Why does Brother Hao too?

Qin Hao smiled proudly: "You brother Hao and I can do anything." As long as Sister Ahsan can think of it, I will basically do it. ”

Ahsan couldn't help but think of what happened when he slept during the day, his face was red, his ears were red, and his heart was beating abnormally.

Qin Hao touched her soft waist and said with a smile: "Still thinking about it, you are really a little girl who can't be fed." ”

"Brother!

Ah Sang blushed with shame, and smashed his pink fist on Qin Hao's chest.

Qin Hao grabbed Ah San's arm casually, and was about to pull the person into his arms, but he heard movement not far away.

It seems that someone is shouting, and it seems to be the sound of internal forces colliding, which is very chaotic enough to think of a big war.

"It seems that there is a lot of fun!"

Qin Hao stared in the direction over there, put aside the lust in his heart for the time being, licked his tongue, patted Ah San's Mei Tun and said, "Let's go, let's go and have a big fight!"

……

Rumble!

An explosion rang out.

The thick branches of the two were blown in two.

Bang!

The trunk of the tree fell to the ground, bringing up large clouds of soot and leaves.

Winnie Jones wiped the sweat from her forehead, her back arched, her waist bowed, and her eyes were cold, like a cheetah ready to hunt.

Around him, a pair of loose cultivators were surrounded by burning eyes. The leader was bald, full of muscles, and two had fingers on his hands.

His nickname in the rivers and lakes is Tiger Fist Crazy Three, and he is a rare good player in the scattered cultivation world.

"Yanma, you have been surrounded, I advise you to surrender obediently!"

Kurumi stared at Winnie Jones with a grim face, his eyes looking at his chest and thighs.

"You're confident, aren't you? ”

Winnie Jones didn't move, her voice tingling with a chill.

Not long ago, because of the scuffle, she was separated from Xin Mu and others.

Because she is a foreigner and because there is no one to hold together, Winnie Jones is a coveted existence in the forest.

First of all, it is her beauty that is unusually noticeable.

Secondly, there are too many medicinal herbs in the baggage on her back.

"Hmph,, don't think that if you follow Qin Hao, we will be afraid of you!"

Kurumi was a little annoyed and punched the trunk of a nearby tree.

Boom!

The combination of the finger tiger and the internal strength, the huge force that erupted, made the tree stop and break.

"Now, my patience is also at the limit, giving you three seconds to get out of the decision. Three, two, one!"

As he spoke, the branches of the hand trees snapped, and many birds and creatures flew up in the jungle.

When his words fell, three parrots fell from the sky and lay straight on the ground, actually dead!

Kurumi accurately captured this scene and clearly saw that the heads of the three birds all had a thin needle!

"What can put three needles into these three birds at the same time?"

Crazy San was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously turned his head, only to see a group of people walking slowly.

This group of people are all wearing camouflage uniforms, and if you don't look closely, you can completely blend into the environment of this forest.

The first person is none other than Hong Zhongkai, who has a gloomy face.

Behind it, a tall, thin man holds a blowpipe in his hand. Obviously, those three thin needles are his handwriting.

Someone from the military?

It was Hong Zhongkai, and the person behind him heard that he was a famous assassin in the past, Poison Bee, and was later ordered by the military......

After all, Kurumi is a person who has traveled south and north, and in less than a moment, he can clearly see the origin of several representatives.

"Yo, there's a big fish here. ”

After the military and others approached, the poisonous bee shook the blowpipe and smiled weirdly.

Hong Zhongkai's face was very gloomy, first wandering on the loose cultivators, and finally his eyes fixed on Winnie Jones, licking his tongue: "Very good, this is that little miscellaneous girl? ”

When he was watched by Hong Zhongkai, the scattered cultivators were all afraid, and the pressure only decreased when he looked away.

Seeing this scene, Kurumi did not hesitate to make a statement.

He bowed down and said like a servant, "Since Lieutenant Colonel Hong needs it, then this Yanma will be given to you." ”

"Let?, I need you kind of garbage?" Hong Zhongkai's face was annoyed.

Not long ago, he was besieged by the loose cultivators, and he was already on fire.

Now that there is a chance for revenge, these guys want to ignore the past without paying the price?

"Lieutenant Colonel Hong is right, we are not qualified to let ......"

Crazy San's face froze, and in order to survive, he could only show a flattering smile: "Lieutenant Colonel Hong's martial arts are world-renowned, and his life is higher than the sky, so he wants us to ......do anything."

Hong Zhongkai's face was disdainful: "Your sycophants make me sick." If you want to live, let's have something substantial. ”

"What are Colonel Hong's requirements?"

Kurumi's face was full of flattery.

"Get on your knees. ”

Hong Zhongkai said with a violent face.

This scene made the scattered cultivators change color one after another.

This lackey of the military is really too much.

We are all characters of the Tao.

How dare he insult it like that?

Poof.

It was the sound of Kurumi's knees pulling them back to reality.

Everyone glared suddenly, it turned out that Crazy San actually knelt down so simply, and said while kowtowing: "I don't dare not listen to Lieutenant Colonel Hong's order, I just want to follow Lieutenant Colonel to eat a bite of food in the future." ”

"Shameless!"

"Despicable!"

"Disgusting!"

The cultivators were all spitting on them, and they scolded lightly.

Snort!

Three voices rang out in succession.

The three Sanxiu fell to the ground, their lips purple, their eyes staring out, and there were three poisonous needles stuck in their Adam's apple, and they couldn't die anymore.

In an instant, the other cultivators closed their mouths in horror.

Not far away, the poisonous bee raised the blowpipe in his hand, "I hate the person who chews the root of the tongue behind my back." ”

Without opening his mouth, every casual cultivator was frightened, and some even began to weaken their legs.

On the other side, Lieutenant Colonel Hong stroked the head of the crazy three: "Very good, in the future, you can be my dog in peace, go and surround the big Yanma first, lest he run away." ”

"Okay!" Kurumi stood up, relieved, and walked over to Winnie Jones, his eyes fluke.

On the other side, the other cultivators saw that Kurumi had survived, and after looking at each other, they all knelt in front of Lieutenant Colonel Hong.

"I hope I can follow Lieutenant Colonel Hong in the future!"

(End of chapter)