Because it was already dark, the three of them had to stay in the stone chamber for another night. Zhao Ji was busy practicing Lingbo Micro Steps. He had already memorized the many changes in his step techniques, but there were still some obstacles to practical use. If he really wanted to use them in actual combat, he would still need a lot of practice. However, there was a master like Qiao Feng around him. After Zhao Ji walked several times and became more mature, Qiao Feng couldn't help but want to see how this step technique performed in actual combat, so he also tried to come forward to feed the moves.

Zhao Ji was practicing footwork by himself, but once he faced Qiao Feng's attack, he was a little bumpy and struggling. Fortunately, Qiao Feng restrained the rhythm of the attack and always allowed Zhao Ji to practice the footwork. When the two of them fought back and forth, Zhao Ji's footwork became more and more smooth. Occasionally, even Qiao Feng couldn't catch up with him. Of course, this was because Qiao Feng deliberately restrained himself, otherwise he would shoot with all his strength with his strong palm power, no matter how exquisite Zhao Ji's movement method would be swept up by the palm wind. This was not because of Lingbo Weibu, but because Zhao Ji had no internal strength after all, and he could only use his own strength to perform his body skills, and the wonderful use he could play was less than 100% of them.

The two of them practiced with great interest, but Duan Yu was not interested in this at all. He just stood in front of the jade statue, and occasionally muttered some poems and lyrics, but his mind was not.

After a night like this, Zhao Ji and Qiao Feng discussed leaving after dawn. They had been out for several days, and if they didn't go back, they were afraid that the people waiting for Yongchang Mansion would panic. However, Duan Yu was slow to leave and wanted to stay here and always accompany the jade statue.

Zhao Ji naturally refused to agree with this. Duan Yu accompanied him south. If he stayed in this stone chamber, Duan Zhengchun would not be able to explain. After much persuasion, Duan Yu finally agreed to leave, but he still talked about Yu Si for a long time before leaving, and agreed that he would come back and visit him from time to time. His infatuated and sad look was really touching.

Several people walked back to the shore of the Lancang River along the stairs, identified the direction, and then climbed the mountains and crossed the ridges toward Yongchang Mansion. Although Zhao Ji still had no internal strength, he learned the Lingbo Microstep and used it all the way, and climbed the mountains and ridges so quickly. And the most wonderful thing is that using this Lingbo Microstep, not only did not take any effort, but he felt refreshed when he used it from beginning to end. It was really mysterious.

As for Duan Yu, he was less calm when walking, and he was panting after walking a short distance. Qiao Feng wanted to carry him on his back, but he forced himself to refuse, but he could not help but drag down his speed of rushing. Qiao Feng inputs an internal force into his body, but finds that Duan Yu's veins are unobstructed. Although he does not have martial arts, his physique is quite good, and he is even better than Zhao Ji.

This is also a normal thing. Although the Duan family in Dali is not as prominent as the Zhao Song royal family, it is still an imperial family that enjoys the country. In addition, it has a mysterious martial arts inheritance, and the Duan brothers are the only one, and it is normal to spend their own internal efforts to help Duan Yu clear the meridians.

With Qiao Feng's help, Duan Yu's journey speed was much faster and he was finally able to follow closely. After rushing for a day, they gradually walked out of the Wuliang Mountain range.

As the evening approached, the three of them were rushing to go, Qiao Feng suddenly stopped and listened with his ears. Seeing this, Zhao Ji also calmed down and listened carefully, and he could hear a hint of crying for help.

"What happened?" Duan Yu couldn't help but ask curiously when he saw the two of them standing still.

Zhao Ji held his index finger up to his mouth to silence his voice, and then he heard the cry for help much louder, as if he was a woman. Qiao Feng heard it more clearly and had already taken a few steps forward.

After about a few minutes, a figure suddenly emerged from the woods ahead. The figure held a woman under his ribs. The woman was struggling and shouting for advice. If it weren't for making a movie, it would have been a thief who robbed the girl in broad daylight. Zhao Ji learned the Beiming magic technique and was useless. After seeing this, he suddenly wanted to step forward, but Qiao Feng had already rushed forward and pointed to the galloping figure and said aloud: "Who is ahead? Put down the woman you are holding hostage!"

The man did not expect that there was someone in the wilderness. He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran towards the other direction. When the woman heard the voice of the man, the shouting became louder. Seeing this, Qiao Feng rushed away like a big roc spreading his wings, and slapped it out of the distance. The body in front of him trembled suddenly. Then he screamed and stopped his body and turned around. He was a thin, narrow-faced man. The man looked at Qiao Feng and then sneered sinisterly: "Your Excellency has such a strong palm power, Yun Zhonghe has learned it! But I advise you not to do anything else and have accused the four evil people. No matter how skillful your martial arts are, you will die without a place to die!"

It was indeed this lewd thief Yun Zhonghe. Zhao Ji remembered that there were frequent disappearances in Yongchang Mansion recently. It seemed that it was mostly Yun Zhonghe's work. This kind of bad guy is the most annoying thief. Since he met it, there is no need to say anything else. He killed the experience value and eliminated the harm to the people.

But before he rushed forward, Qiao Feng had already rushed up and slashed at Yun Zhonghe with one palm. He poked out his other hand and grabbed the woman out of Yun Zhonghe's ribs with soft force to throw it aside. Yun Zhonghe knew that Qiao Feng's palm was strong, so he didn't dare to be distracted and snatch the woman back. He turned his hand and held a Qimen weapon out of his sleeve and directly grabbed Qiao Feng's chest. Qiao Feng was also disgusted with this infamous thief, so he naturally would not show mercy when he took action. He slapped the weapon with his palm.

Yun Zhonghe may be a master in this southwest martial arts world, but how could he be Qiao Feng's opponent? He felt that there was a thousand tons of force hitting his arm along the weapon. He couldn't withdraw his hand, and the tiger's mouth suddenly burst out with blood. The weapon fell to the ground. At the same time, there were several crisp sounds. One arm was slapped into several sections by this thick palm!

Yun Zhonghe was defeated with one move, and his mind was quickly changed. He couldn't think of when the Southwest Martial Arts World had such an amazing young master. Such a powerful internal strength was no less than their boss! He knew that he was no match for Qiao Feng, so he didn't even have time to pick up his weapons, so he turned over and fled far away with injuries.

This battle lasted just a moment, when Zhao Ji rushed over, Yun Zhonghe had already escaped from sight. Qiao Feng turned his head to look at the crying woman and said to Zhao Ji: "I don't know how many good families you will harm if you stay in the world. Since I have met him, I can't let him harm the world again. But Mr. Zhao..."

"Brother Qiao, don't worry, I'm not powerless now. Even if I encounter danger, I can escape. You can chase the murderer yourself. Prince Duan and I will go to the town ahead to wait for you to meet up." Zhao Ji knew that Qiao Feng was jealous of evil, and he himself was really disgusted with the lewd thief like Yun Zhonghe, so he said to Qiao Feng immediately.

When Qiao Feng heard this, he stopped delaying and nodded, and said, "I'll go back. You can take the lead. It's best to send this woman back to her home."

After saying that, Qiao Feng chased Yun Zhonghe directly in the direction where he escaped. Although he had not learned any first-class light skills, he had a strong skill. No matter how simple the skill was used, he could turn decay into magic.

Seeing that Qiao Feng was so powerful, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel envious. No matter how skilled his martial arts were, his internal strength was the foundation. Although he had learned Lingbo Weibu, he still couldn't catch up without the support of his internal strength.

Turning back, Zhao Ji wanted to ask where the woman's home was, but the woman just cried and occasionally said something, but it was a local dialect that she couldn't understand at all. At this time, Duan Yu also rushed over and couldn't understand the female dialect. The two looked at each other and felt a little embarrassed. While thinking about the method, the woman suddenly stood up and ran wildly. Seeing this, Zhao Ji was afraid that she would have something to be surprised and hurriedly chased after her.

The woman should be a resident of the nearby village. She ran between the barren mountains very well and was very familiar with the direction. After running for half an hour, it was completely dark. A torch suddenly lit up in front of her, and people were clamoring.

Zhao Ji and Duan Yu were chasing the woman all the way. Seeing her rushing into the crowd that appeared in front of her, the mountain people surrounded the woman and shouted loudly in local dialect, as if they were the relatives of the woman. However, several people also saw Zhao Ji and Duan Yu, so they walked over with big sticks and hoes. Zhao Ji was relieved to see that the woman was fine, and then quickly pulled Duan Yu and said, "Run, why are you doing while standing?"

"Why should we run away? That woman was not kidnapped by us. How could they make things difficult for us?" Duan Yu said with his neck stammering, but seeing the young and strong mountain people rushing over with big sticks, it was obvious that they were not trying to reason with them, so he quickly ran away.

The two of them ran for a long time before getting rid of the pursuers behind them and finally arrived in a small town. Duan Yu was so tired that he couldn't lift his feet. He had no choice but to pull him into the only restaurant in the town. He ordered some food in Bilai and Wai, while eating, waiting for Qiao Feng to catch up.

Zhao Ji was burying his head to eat, but Duan Yu, who was sitting next to him facing the door, burst out laughing. He turned around and saw a big man walking into the door. The big man looked a bit strange, with a huge face and a pair of eyes, as if a naughty boy had made two small holes in the big pancake with chopsticks, but he was stern and majestic, which was very gimmick.

The big man walked into the store. After hearing Duan Yu's laughter, his little eyes widened, and walked straight to their table and pointed at Duan Yu and shouted angrily: "What are the turtle son laughing? I look ridiculous? Get up and explain it to me clearly. I am the 'little evil god' Sun Sanba' looks very ridiculous?"

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