Chapter 231 Little Master

The old man turned into a streamer and flew forward. In a blink of an eye, his body had appeared hundreds of feet away, and several people behind him were not willing to lag behind. Between the ups and downs, he was like a strange bird, quickly going to the top of the mountain...

When everyone came to the top of the mountain, they were dumbfounded. In front of them was a sea of rolling clouds that could not be seen. In the roar of the mountain wind, the mountains and clouds were magical, bottomless cliffs, the difficulty of birds, ghosts and gods... For a long time, a voice came out suspiciously...

"Master, did you misread or hear..."

The old man's face sank slightly, so scared that the man no longer dared to speak more... The old man looked up at the high place of Yuntian and said in a loud voice, "Xiaohei, what's wrong? Be careful that I can't forgive you..." At this moment, when the sky is gloomy and the faint dawn is about to be exposed from the east, the dark mountains and deep clouds can't see any shadow, that is, the strength of martial arts. It's not a very important thing to see through this black darkness...

A sharp cry suddenly came from the height of the clouds and mountains... The sound was very loud, and the echo of the empty valley, like a crack, broke through the void and entered the ears of everyone, which made people's ears and drums feel shocked... People looked up and saw a strong wind blowing and the clouds and fog turbulently... Behind them... The man said, "This eagle is protesting..."

When the King of Fighters Bashan was about to speak, a long roar suddenly came from the depths of the sea of clouds on the steep cliff. With the roar, he saw the waves of the sea like the sea... The old man of the King of Fighters Bashan's eyes shot like lightning to the boundless abyss and said, "Be careful." Before I finished speaking, I saw the waves of the sea of clouds rolling more fiercely... A black tornado hurricane actually rose from the middle of the sea of clouds... Everyone's footsteps couldn't help retreating together...

Soon, the black whirlwind danced to the edge of the cliff... In a little effort, it actually blew on the cliff, and then the black whirlwind gradually faded, the wind stopped, and a figure appeared. It turned out to be a tall man holding a woman in his arms...

"Good thief." The King of Fighters shouted loudly. As soon as he turned, a punch at the bend of his arm had hit the man's back... Although the fist did not bring any strong wind, the expression on the man's face had changed, and he could feel that a dark force had reached his back in an instant. The cold wind penetrates the body. If you don't dodge, your internal organs will turn into meat sauce...

The man's expression changed slightly, but he did not panic. He gently took half a step back, and a body turned back. The old man of the boxing emperor Bashan felt his extremely huge dark power and floated past the young man's body, like a mud cow entering the sea...

This time, the boxing champion's face changed. However, his hand did not slow down at all. When he moved his feet, he had reached the man's place less than ten feet. He waved his left fist and smashed it on the man's waist, and his right fist turned into a scratch. He actually grabbed the young man's shoulder. The move was wonderful to the top, very wonderful... It seemed that everything had been calculated. The young man's face changed, but there was no room for them to think. The other party's moves have arrived... The power contained in the moves makes people change color. At this moment, the young man's body suddenly turned and twisted, and a figure rose up... In an instant, his body turned into two, and the fist of the boxing emperor Bashan old man smashed the young man's virtual shadow... The young man is none other than Han Feng. The woman he held in his arms is Xiaowei's...

" Stop."

A crisp voice suddenly sounded. It's the voice of little Vier.

"Lord, have you been held hostage by this thief? Are you injured?" The old man of King of Fighters asked urgently. Han Feng wiped the cold sweat on his head. Although these moves looked extremely simple, they made him exhaust his mind and thrills. If he hadn't seen the opportunity early, he would have become the ghost under the other party's fist...

As he was about to speak, suddenly there was a warning in his heart, and two green lightshes were shooting at him in the night... He couldn't help looking into the air, and a black wind had hit him like a meteorite through the night...

He turned his head, and the Beidou step was used to avoid the black meteorite. However, before he could take a breath, the black meteorite sneered and shot at it again...

In anger, Han Feng had already moved his murderous heart. Just as he was about to take action, a voice suddenly came from Han Feng's arms: "Xiaohei, it's his own."

The voice was like an order. The black meteorite suddenly stopped attacking, and the whirlwind stopped. Han Feng saw clearly that the fast-black meteorite suddenly circled in place... The dancing wind made the sand fly on the top of the mountain, like a black hell...

In Han Feng's shocked eyes, a black strange bird appeared in the sight... The strange bird's black iron-like feathers flashed with metal luster in the morning light, tightly wrapped around the body. The extremely sharp eagle's mouth flashed cold light in the night like a hook, and its eyes were like beans, emitting green. The faint light stared at Han Feng like an arrow, as if he could fly over at any time...

"Warcraft." Han Feng was shocked that this demon eagle seemed to have a sense of mind, which made him feel dangerous... He knew that this kind of demon eagle was incomparable and could see hundreds of miles away in the air... It could give birth to tigers and leopards, which was a natural nemesis of various poisons... Unexpectedly, he saw it among these exotic people. This rare monster in the world...

"Lord, are you all right?"

The voice of the King of Fighters came, and several people behind him had been surrounded. Han Feng was faintly surrounded in the middle, and everyone's expression showed an unkind look...

"I'm all over, Uncle Ba."

Xiao Wei'er said in a delicate voice, and she had blushed and broke free from Han Feng's arms...

"I didn't expect you to be such a person. I was blind and misread you..."

The old man of the King of Fighters said to Han Feng. While talking, the body flashed and stood beside Xiaoweier and protected her well...

Han Feng smiled bitterly, "Sir, you misunderstood." Immediately said indifferently, "Your master will naturally explain the cause of the matter and say goodbye to you." Han Feng turned around and wanted to leave. Since he was not speculative, he felt that it was useless to stay, so it was better to leave here quickly...

"Hight." The old man of the King of Fighters has a dark face and a look. The masters around him have shaken and have surrounded Han Feng in the middle... The air machine has locked Han Feng...

"What, do you want to stay?" Han Feng's face showed a trace of hesitation, and his eyes had narrowed slightly... Those masters suddenly became nervous, and they all felt a sense of danger, as if a wild beast was holding them...

The old man's expression became solemn, and the cyan Yuanli had flowed all over him. In the old expression, he seemed to smile and said, "I'm old and dizzy. If I didn't see clearly, Mr. is a master. I'm disrespectful... Isn't it too late to make things clear and leave?" Although he spoke politely, his words were very tough, and it seemed that he was very suspicious...

"Uncle Bashan, he...he is not a bad guy." Little Vier's voice came in time, "Come back!" The tense momentum disappeared, and the hearts of several people suddenly relaxed, moved their footsteps, and returned to the side of the old man... There was a long breath of relief in their hearts, and they felt that the cold sweat on the spine gradually disappeared. If they fight, the other party's action in a moment would definitely fall on their heads with thunderous momentum...

"Xiaohei, you go first. Thank you for your hard work." Little Vier said to the eagle. The black eagle with black sword feathers shouted, spread its wings several feet long, and suddenly flew into the morning sky. In an instant, the wind turned into a sheep's horn and rotated into the distance to break through the air... In a blink of an eye, the meteorite-like figure had disappeared...

Xiaoweier turned around and whispered, "Uncle Bashan, come with me..." After saying that, her light body turned around and walked behind a strange stone... The boxing champion Bashan old man turned his head to look at Han Feng and followed Xiaowei'er to the back of the strange stone...

Han Feng closed his eyes slightly and sighed in his heart. It's really hard for a good person to do...

However, it has not been a long time, and the King of Fighters has come out. There was already a smile on his face, and the folds on his old face wrinkled thousands of mountains... Han Feng said secretly in his heart, "Come on, the problem is solved."

The old man bowed slightly to Han Feng and said, "Please forgive me, Mr. Han. It's all for my inspection at the moment, and I almost regarded good people as bad people..." Han Feng waved his hand and said indifferently, "I can understand the old man's feelings. Please don't pay attention to it. Since the misunderstanding has been resolved, Han Feng will leave..." Just as I turned around and was about to go to the layman, Xiaowei's voice suddenly came...

"Hey, are you leaving like this?"

Han Feng turned to look at Xiaoweier and said, "Don't worry, I will naturally remember the agreement between us, hehe..." The old man of the King of Fighters laughed and said, "Thank you, sir, you don't care about the past, but..." Han Feng naturally knew what he said and said, "Han Feng is not such a stingy person. In early June next year Six, the younger generation will naturally appear in your country..." At this time, he suddenly rang, and he didn't ask the other party, and he didn't know where to go to find the other party...

Little Vier suddenly took out something from somewhere and paused for a moment... The boxer Bashan old man looked sideways at what was in his hand and couldn't help shouting: "Little Lord..." Then, she wanted to say something and stopped... Xiaoweier signaled with her eyes and said, "Uncle Bashan, it's okay." With a smooth shake, the thing has flown to Han Feng... Han Feng's palm turned over and has fallen into his hand. He only felt that his tentacles were warm. He looked down, and then the brighter morning light saw that the thing in his hand turned out to be a pentagonal jade card. The jade card was blue, like a clear lake, with dark lines undulating, carved An old saying, the ancient saying is written in strange language, but I can't understand it... Behind it, a flying phoenix is carved with a scarlet pen. The phoenix eye is inlaid with red Western gem, which looks like it is alive and vivid...

Xiao Weier's elegant and beautiful eyes condensed on Han Feng and whispered, "This is the token of my Tianmo Empire. When you arrive at the Tianmo Empire, as long as you show this token and only say that you are looking for Princess Weier, naturally someone will send you to your destination..." Han Feng was shocked. Looking up at the beautiful, tall and elegant girl in front of her, she asked in a shocked voice, "Are you a princess?" Xiaoweier blinked and didn't say anything... The old man Bashan said respectfully, "The little lord is the little princess of my Tianmo Empire." You will know when you come. Han Feng smiled and said, "Han Feng is disrespectful..."

Xiaowei'er smiled and said, "Don't be fake. If you care so much, you would have known it long ago..." Han Feng could hear that the delicate meaning in her words had to repay it with a smile. In fact, he thought about the other party's appearance really has a kind of elegance...

The old man's face was a little solemn and said, "We went to the Xuanhuang Dynasty this time to treat my family, which attracted the attention of some people with ulterior motives, so we encountered a lot of trouble. Please don't reveal our whereabouts..." Han Feng nodded and agreed, and his face came out. With a solemn look, he turned his head and looked at the rolling sea of clouds and said in a low voice, "You should pay special attention to a certain bloody sedan chair. That man's martial arts is really terrible..." The old man of the King of Fighters also lowered his face and said, "We are naturally ready. Please rest assured..."

"Well, the green mountains and green water are never old. See you next year..." Han Feng smiled, saluted with his fist, turned around, and his gown floated down the peak... He disappeared in a blink of an eye. There is a meaning of drifting out of the dust in the mountain wind...

"Little master, little master..."

The old man of the King of Fighters shouted twice, and Xiao Wei'er came to her senses. Oh, Uncle Bashan." An imperceptible blush flew to Xiaowei's jade-like cheeks... The old man of Boxing King Bashan had a kind of kindness. He looked at the little princess in front of him and had the kindness of an elder... However, soon his smile disappeared and said in a low voice, "We still need to leave this place quickly..." Xiaowei'eryi He was stunned and said, "Is there anything else?" The old man of the King of Fighters said, "The heart of defense is indispensable. The hearts of this Xuanhuang Dynasty are unpredictable. We'd better go back earlier..."

Xiao Weier nodded slightly and said, "Uncle Yi." The old man of Boxing, the King of Fighters, waved his hand, and his men carried out a soft bed from somewhere, helped Xiaoweier to sit **. Several people raised it up, quickly went down the mountain, and disappeared in a blink of an eye...

Only above the peaks, the rolling sea of clouds suddenly come and go like waves...