I smelled wrong.

Chen Feng held his breath as soon as possible, took out various antidote pills from the Void Shuttle and stuffed them into his mouth to hold them.

He looked at everything in the camp and fell into bad guesses.

The soul-suppressing master who was inserted on the ground was called the black flag, and there was no trace of movement.

The temporary military tents and ropes and wooden stakes were not loose.

A little light supplies were piled together intact.

There were several tree nests with light and dark whistles, and there were no signs of fighting.

All signs are on the surface, Cao Guangxiao and others cannot retreat in a panic without even pulling the flag.

It is impossible to attack the parody, so I came back from that direction.

There are no messy footprints on the road down the mountain. According to the direction of the footprints, there is only the direction when it comes.

Chen Feng checked the traces around the camp, but there were not many clues, but he found a few tufts of light yellow fine fluffy hair.

The people from the Soul-Suppressing Department seemed to have evaporated out of thin air.

Chen Feng rubbed his fine fluffy hair and leaned over to his nose and smelled it. A scent of aura almost made him die on the spot.

The smell of Hu Pizi... Chen Feng breathed tightly, and the lingering smell was still lingering in his mind. He almost vomited after just thinking about it.

At Crow Que Ridge, bandits came out, the Four Sacred Mountains Half Fairy, distinguished guests, contacted Xiangshui Village's bandits attacking the Soul Town Division at night and the smell of smell at this time, Chen Feng's eyes condensed.

Among the half-immortals, the fox monster is good at illusion, and the weasel monster is good at poisonous gas. With the combination of the two, it can indeed make Cao Guangxiao and others hate him without knowing it.

Chen Feng thought about it and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

With a squeaking scream, a bat spirit was pulled down from the tree canopy by Chen Feng and stepped on the soles of his feet.

The bat spirit has a small head, but it is not much different from that of humans.

"I just said that there are still people who are watching." Chen Feng stepped on the bat spirit under his feet, picked up the Y-shaped steel fork on the ground, inserted it into its neck, and shouted: "Where is the people from the Soul-Suppressing Department?"

"If I let me go, I will pretend that I didn't see you, otherwise the great immortals would not let you go."

When Chen Feng heard this kind of remarks, he felt sick.

He simply didn't bother to ask, Linglong Scaling took action and walked on the Bat Spirit Yin and Yang Book.

The reward star quality is not high, but it is very practical. Samsung-quality sound wave back-passing instructions, you don’t need to look at it with your eyes. You can build a terrain stereoscopic map in your mind by just making sounds, which is very bat-like.

In conjunction with the ground listening technique obtained in the village, the two confirmed that they were consciously presenting the miraculous effect. The distance of 500 meters is already the limit. If you want to extend it, the effect can only reach the range of 1,000 meters of ground listening.

But even so, using two third-grade skills together is comparable to two-star skills.

Looking at the life again, you can clearly know the whole story of Cao Guangxiao and others' disappearance.

As expected.

Banxianer from the Four Sacred Mountain received news from Xiangshui Village and used the plan to use the three hundred bandits in Xiangshui Village to lead the people of the Soul-Ticket Division to Chou Que Ridge. The original plan was to pretend to be defeated. The gate of the village was broken and the Soul-Ticket Division was led into the village. He closed the door and beat the dogs inside and outside. He never thought that Chen Feng's iron line army violently attacked the village, and the water release scene he had guided turned into annihilation of the entire army.

The Banxianer who were ambushing the outside made a quick decision and gave up the Yaqueling Mountain Village and went straight to the Soul-Shenzhen Army camp. The most critical move among them was the so-called distinguished guest.

Seeing this, Chen Feng was extremely puzzled... Where did the bandit-style armament in Chou Que Ridge come from? Who is the sacred guest? What is the important point? Why are they targeting the Soul-Suppressing Department?

These answers, as scouts, the bat spirit did not enter the core level and did not know the truth.

Chen Feng could only hope to destroy a few half-immortals' life.

After going around, you still have to go to the Four Sacred Mountains.

This is the real old nest of bandits, and it is also the place where the former was robbed outside the Four Saint Mountains.

At present, the people from the Soul-Suppressing Division were also escorted to the Four Sacred Mountains from the life of the bat spirit.

The old cause and effect have not yet gone, and the new cause and effect have come again.

The so-called Four Sacred Mountains seemed to be rushing to ask Chen Feng to come to the door.

Chen Feng used the bone-pinning technique and transformed himself into a bat spirit stepping on the ground.

The "Bat Spirit" carried the steel fork on his shoulders, spread his wings and glided. He crossed the river with a reed and was as light as a feather. He flipped over the tree canopy and flew in a perfect way.

Chen Feng slid all the way, chewing and digesting the life of bat spirits, until everything was very small, and even imitating his little habits vividly, then he accelerated again.

The sound waves were heard back, and Chen Feng was walking on the flat ground in the night sky.

When you walk to the sky, the fish will turn white, and the warm sun will be bright yellow.

A towering mountain appeared in front of Chen Feng's eyes.

The mountainside is filled with mist, and there are bandit villages at the foot of the mountain.

These villages are no different from ordinary villages outside. The only difference is that they may be more harmonious, and monsters with half-beast bodies are also very common.

The human race in the village is mostly the family members of bandits, and more are refugees who forcibly plundered.

Such a "paradise" exists in a prosperous and prosperous territory, which has to be said to be a dereliction of duty in the Demon-Slaying Hall.

No wonder Lin Enda's eldest son, Lin Xiaomu's half-python brother Lin Mang, was sent here to bring about life. The environment here is indeed suitable for people and demons to live together.

The bat spirit Chen Feng, carrying a steel fork, blatantly went up the mountain.

The one guarding the level is a team of rat spirits.

"Password."

"The king asked me to patrol the mountain." Chen Feng was careless and according to the life of the bat spirit, he drove the steel fork to the leader of the mouse spirit. "One ear, you are blind, I need a command."

"Third brother, I have half an eye, and one ear is my brother." The rat spirit didn't think it was angry and covered his eyes and gestured, "You always call my two brothers wrong. Such obvious characteristics, no, are you making fun of my brothers?"

"Who told you all to be scathing and looking at each other? The groups look no different. Where can I tell you? Go and go, avoid it, don't block the way, I have to go back and report."

"Then you have to hurry up. The cave is holding a feast. I'm late and I have no need to eat."

"I still want you to say it?"

Passed the level without any danger.

Chen Feng turned around and entered the cave.

Before I walked far, the terrain suddenly became clear, and the sound of drinking was getting louder and louder. The cave that could accommodate hundreds of people was brightly lit. On the long flowing mat, there were large bowls of mountain spirits drinking and eating meat everywhere.

The cool-dressed human woman acted as a maid, and was pulled into her arms by the mountain spirit while shouting and yelling.

They looked numb, had new marks and old wounds all over their bodies, and were pushed around by the mountain spirit, and their faces were ashamed.

Some mountain spirits even fought for the woman's belonging. The onlookers did not persuade her to make a fuss instead. The scene was noisy and noisy, and they could only be described in two words, which was barbaric.

Chen Feng ignored it and looked at the mountain spirit ravaging the human woman, with no expression on his face, but his heart was so angry that he felt so angry that his teeth were itchy.

But his purpose of this trip was Cao Guangxiao, the Soul-Suppressing Department, and naturally he would not alert the snake at this time.

"Come on, drink." Chen Feng was patted by a monkey spirit who was learning from the cap of a human scholar. "Where have you died? I have been looking for you for a long time."

"Hey, don't mention it. Going to Yaqueling to clean up the guy who can't open his eyes, that's all, you know." Chen Feng grabbed the wine jar and poured it into his mouth, smelling fruit wine.

He yelled, and his webbed palm slapped the monkey spirit's shoulder. "Come on, drink, relieve the worries of thousands."

The monkey spirit was undoubtedly there, and he drank with Chen Feng, shouting and drinking, and drinking in a scattered manner.

His clothes were torn, his whole body was covered with hair, and he was left with only a crooked book crown. He jumped onto the wine table, his cheeks were red, his red buttocks were raised, and his hands were dancing, and he studied poetry, "The wind was high and the sky was high, and the apes were roaring, and the white birds flew back. The endless fallen trees were rustling down, and the endless Yangtze River rolled..."

Chen Feng, “…”

Isn’t this his counterattack against Qi Buyu and others to get Du Fu’s “Climbing the High” in Fangcao Bookstore? Why is it singed into the mouths of the Monkey Spirit in the Four Sacred Mountains?

The monkey spirit shook his head and sang in a sensation. He jumped off the table, hugged Chen Feng's shoulder, and burped, almost poked his finger on Chen Feng's face, "This poem is good, the first sentence is good, burp, the wind is high, the sky is high, the apes are whispering, the apes are a family, this poet is deeply loved by my heart."

The monkey spirit slaps his chest with an excited expression, "Do you know who wrote this poem? I heard it was written by a man named Chen Feng in Kyoto. It is a masterpiece. Do you understand the masterpiece? I must see this guy named Chen Feng. I am simply my idol."

Chen Feng was weird inside. He never thought that this monkey spirit who was a monkey-like scholar was not only a poetic young man who knew the truth, but also his own fan.

This is embarrassing. When I "kill fans" later, I will leave him a complete body.

"What a pity, what a pity." The monkey spirit burped, his face full of loneliness. "It's a pity that I've been practicing for a long time, but I'm still just a half-demon. If only I could transform into a human being."

"Carrying into a human being, and going to the institution for further study?" Chen Fengshun said, and patted the monkey spirit's back to comfort him, "Is it a human being? It has nothing to do with whether he is a human being or not."

The monkey spirit was squirting with alcohol, but it was mysterious and whispering to Chen Feng, "If you transform into a human, you can eat fresh and tender human flesh. There is no need to be like now, all the scraps left by others."

Chen Feng's eyebrows suddenly became stunned. He suppressed his anger and said with a plan: "Didn't you just send fresh materials from about fifty people today? Why? Brother Monkey is rich in five cars and has a first-class talent, and you are not a single one?"

"Don't mention it, in order to please the demon clan's Gu eagle lord, the great immortals are going to send the blood refining pill to the washing pond, and there is not even a residue left. Where can we have our portion?"

The demon clan, the Gu Diao, and Chen Feng finally knew the so-called distinguished guest at this moment.

The washing pool is a place that the bat spirit has never been involved in in his life.

Chen Feng silently looked at the monkey spirit, and his thoughts of suppressing his anger gradually became active.

"It's useless for us to be anxious about the great immortals. I just came back from the Crow Que Ridge." Chen Feng pretended to be mysterious and glanced around quietly, for fear that others would listen, "I've hidden something good, you know."

Chen Feng elbowed the monkey spirit, winked at the eyes, and looked like "I have what you need."

"really?"

"really."
To be continued...