Chapter 176 Fat Winter Melon

Han Feng stood quietly on the nameless peak of Tiandan Mountain. There was a faint sense of fear in his heart. The enemy was silent, but it seemed that he could detect his every move. The enemy was dark, which made him feel empty and powerful, but he didn't know what his goal was. He had a feeling of being trapped in the mud. ......

Han Feng can feel that the other party's realm is a gathering of energy, and this is the first time he has faced such a powerful opponent. The other party can actually conceive Yuanli in a small grass moth, which shows how skill he has cultivated... Han Feng couldn't help but think of a sentence: scattered in Liuhe, gathered in mustard seeds...

Han Feng has prepared to use the effort of pressing the bottom of the box, and the silent murderous atmosphere dissipates everywhere... The branches and leaves in the bushes make a rustle sound, and the dark skylight through the peaks makes this place feel like a ghost...

"Hey."

Strange laughter came, and in the sound of the leaves and grass, countless grass moths suddenly flew densely towards Han Feng... The silent and pleasant sound sounded, but when he heard Han Feng's ears, it was like an enchanting mourning song... The flow of power that he could clearly touch here has completely changed. ...The power brought by countless grass moths unexpectedly formed a strange cyclone...

Han Feng was trapped in the middle of the strange cyclone, and a red light suddenly shot out in the dim dark night, which came from Han Feng's palm and went towards the countless grass moths...

The whirlwind was so great that the grass roots and branches flew everywhere, and then gradually I couldn't see anyone. I only saw the red rainbow flashing in the whirlwind spinning like sheep's horns, which was like thunder. A ghostly shuttled, and the roar kept ringing...

With a roar, a figure appeared, but it was Han Feng. His face was as usual, but his clothes were a little messy, and those grass moths were all hit by him as fans...

At this time, Han Feng's hand had inadvertently raised, and a pale golden light flashed by and disappeared silently...

" Stop." At this moment, a ghost scream sounded. Han Feng's heart moved and meditated that the pale golden light had returned to Han Feng's hand, and then disappeared into his arms...

"I'm so scared."

With a strange laugh, a ball has rolled over the forest along the treetops, and in a blink of an eye, it has arrived in front of Han Feng. Immediately, he appeared, but he was a fat guy. The man had no hair on his head, and Han Feng found that he was a fat monk, but he was not ordained on his head. It only left a big round face on its bare head, and its small eyes were squeezed together, revealing small round eyes the size of mung beans, short eyebrows and thick lips. It looked very funny at a glance, but a pair of small eyes flashed brightly. At first glance, it can be seen that the cultivation is extraordinary, which makes people dare to laugh... Han Feng look The man felt very familiar. He suddenly remembered the He Ermo he saw during the day and walked down the high platform in the east carefully... He was extremely shocked. He secretly said in his heart, "The trouble really came..."

"Amitabha."

The man appeared and sang a big promise to Han Feng, and his eyebrows moved together, which made people feel very ridiculous. But Han Feng couldn't laugh. He looked at each other quietly and wanted to know the following...

"You stinky boy, do you really want the life of your Buddha?"

Han Feng didn't expect that his second sentence was questioning.

"Ha ha, the master seems to want to kill the boy first?"

The fat monk seemed to hear the worst words in the world, suddenly took out his ears, and then said loudly, "Bah, ah... What master, I practiced wild fox Zen. I'm used to drinking and eating meat. Don't stain my ears. Pooh... I just want to play a joke with you. You stinky boy is so stingy that you really can't afford to joke at all..."

Han Feng couldn't laugh or cry. The wild monk in front of him was really humorous. He made such a big joke with himself and almost killed himself. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer...

"Hey, my face is really tender, and my face is red." The fat monk laughed strangely.

He suddenly changed the topic and asked, "What is that thing in your hand? It makes me a little scared..."

Han Feng secretly said in his heart that the fat monk was really extraordinary. He didn't take action on his dragon slaughter order. He could actually feel it, but how could he tell the truth, so he found an excuse to prevaricate him... But the other party did not ask again...

Han Feng suddenly asked, "Do you dare to ask if you are the two demons of harmony in those years?" How about the name?"

The fat monk was surprised and said, "You stinky boy actually know my name in those years. Sure enough, you still have some vision. Ha ha, I haven't heard this name for a hundred years." However, he sighed a little and then said, "Since you recognize my original form, I can't shy away from telling you that I am a fat winter melon with the two demons... You call me Fat Master." Han Feng couldn't help laughing. Although this man was dressed as a monk, his speaking behavior did not smell like a monk, and he was like a hero in the world...

Han Feng was thinking, and suddenly there was a strange voice in the distance, which was clearly audible. The fat monk suddenly seemed to wake up and said urgently, "Oh, I only care about chatting, but I almost forgot my business. Come with me, son of a bitch. After saying that, he did not look at Han Feng turn around and walked away. A round figure had disappeared in a blink of an eye and disappeared into the vast night... Han Feng quickly chased after him. In Qinglan's hiding room, the ball-like figure jumped like a starball in the mountains, which was extremely fast. Han Feng secretly medited on the heavenly formula, and a cyan wind element wrapped around his feet. Up, you can still chase the fat monk in front of the ground...

With about a cup of tea, the two have crossed a peak and walked forward, and a cliff appeared in front of them. The strangely loose hanging upside down, and the cool breeze came from the waterfalls and clouds. Han Feng felt that his body suddenly cooled a lot... He was surprised that the ball-like figure in front of him suddenly stopped and turned around. Han Feng's footsteps were already standing in front of him.

The fat monk's big face was a little surprised. Looking at him, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Hey, it's not bad. I actually followed my footsteps. It seems that I still look down on you. However, boy, you should take good care of yourself and don't act arbitrarily. Otherwise, even if you are invincible in martial arts, I'm afraid you will have a headache... Hey hey..." He said a headless word and laughed strangely. The ball-like figure of the fat monk suddenly bounced on the ground and went to the waterfall outside the cliff in an instant, looking at Falling into the torrent waterfall, but the fat monk's body suddenly became bigger, and his whole body suddenly became bigger like a breath. His fat body became like a ball. He clicked in the waterfall and crossed the waterfall and bounced straight to the other side of the mountain... Han Feng was dazzled, but what he had just reached his mouth. I didn't have a chance to ask again... I had to stand alone in the green azure full of water vapor, and a man was confused...

"It's really a stupid goose."

A voice suddenly came from behind him. Han Feng suddenly woke up and turned around. A small and narrow figure was standing more than a foot away behind him. Although the night was hazy, he could still see that the woman was handsome, stepping on green bow shoes under her feet, wearing blue silk clothes, and well-cut. , clean and neat... Looking at him charmingly, with a smile in his eyes...

It looks familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it for a while? He could feel that the pretty girl didn't mean any harm. Therefore, he asked sly, "Girl, who are you looking for?"

While talking, the girl had come closer and said with a smile, "It's really not to be seen, but I've forgotten everything I've seen before. It's really forgetful..." She really hit Han Feng's shortcoming. The latter is really a big problem in remembering people. If he hadn't had the intention, he really couldn't remember people... let alone Talking about some people who usually don't pay much attention... Looking at the getting closer and closer face, Han Feng's heart suddenly moved. He suddenly remembered the careful beautiful girl he saw in the match in Wuhuang City. At that time, he once had a relationship with the little girl, but at this time, the little girl and the original dress were already big. Different, especially the hazy night at night, made Han Feng's eyes clumsy for a moment and didn't see it...

Han Feng suddenly remembered and smiled and said, "Please forgive me for my rudeness. For a moment, I didn't see the girl, just because the girl is becoming more and more beautiful, which can't be blamed by Han Feng..."

The pretty girl smiled and said, "It's clever words, but why she always does something stupid? It's really puzzling..."

Han Feng knew what she said and was dumb for a moment and didn't know what to say...

The beautiful girl saw that Han Feng was a little embarrassed, but she didn't want to squeeze him anymore. Suddenly, she took out something from her arms. Han Feng saw clearly that the thing was a purple burden with a foot radius...

"Cont.

The pretty girl smiled and suddenly threw the burden in her hand at Han Feng, who quickly reached out to catch it. The burden was not heavy. Han Feng took it in his hand, looked at the girl and said, "Girl, what's in it?"

The pretty girl smiled and said, "Why don't you open it yourself?"

Han Feng smiled and did not argue with the pretty girl. He turned his hand to untie the purple burden. There are no other items in the bag, only a few thin pieces of paper and a yellowed booklet.

Han Feng picked up the simple booklet and found that the booklet was actually made of an extremely thin animal skin, and a simple and old atmosphere came to his face...