While riding on horseback, Qin Feng was really suffering.
People who don't know how to ride a horse will have a turbulent feeling in their stomach if they are bumped.
What made Qin Feng even more uncomfortable was that the gourd Shi Ziming was carrying on his back would bump into him at every turn. Especially when the horse jumped up, the huge gourd would press underneath him. The sour feeling could not be described in words.
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If you are walking on a mountain road or a river, that's fine. At least the road surface will be smoother, there won't be so many potholes, and the frequency of horses jumping up will be lower.
But he didn't know why Yang He and the two were so crazy. They chose to walk through the mountains and forests instead of walking on a normal road. The horses bumped from time to time. Which man could bear it?
No, it won't work. If I continue like this, the rest of my life will be ruined. Qin Feng looked painful and wanted to ask for a different horse.
At this moment, Yang He took the first step to rein in the horse, and the horse neighed and stopped leisurely.
Zhang Tiannan, who was walking at the end of the team, reacted the fastest. Without saying a word, he tightened the reins and the horse stopped.
"What's wrong?" Shi Ziming asked aloud.
Yang He replied: "Yesterday Brother Zhang and I traveled a long distance with the Qianli horse, and the horses were very tired. There is no need to rush back to Qiyuan City today. We will take a rest here."
Can you rest? Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
He couldn't wait to get off the horse and shake his body. His whole body felt much more relaxed.
The rest of the people got off their horses one by one, but no one sat down. Yang He and the two were feeding Qianliju with water. Shi Ziming took out a small wine gourd from his arms, raised his head and took a sip, with a satisfied look on his face.
As for Cang Feilan, she chose to lean on a towering tree and close her eyes to rest.
Qin Feng was not surprised to see this. After all, if he encounters an emergency, his response speed is always faster while standing than while sitting. The professional performance of these people doubled his sense of security.
Of course, if Shi Ziming drank while on the road, he would be deducted some points.
Slowly walking into Cang Feilan, Qin Feng chose a comfortable place to sit down. Anyway, he was fighting the fifth scum, and there was not much difference between standing and sitting. He couldn't treat himself badly.
He glanced at the beauty next to him. Even though it was covered by a black scarf, the exposed half of her delicate face still made people feel relaxed and happy.
Speaking of which, he had never seen the whole picture of Cang Feilan, so he couldn't help but feel a little pity.
At this time, Qin Feng thought when he saw Yang He and the two men taking off the water bottles on the side of the saddle and raising their heads to drink.
He casually took out a kettle from the Sumeru Ring. As soon as he opened the bottle, he pretended to have thought of something and handed it to Cang Feilan on the side: "Miss Cang has been running all the way. She must be thirsty, right? I have some water here.
, if you don’t mind, you might as well drink some.”
Cang Feilan, who had her arms wrapped around her chest, heard this and opened her eyes. She turned her head and looked up. Those light blue eyes were still so enchanting that it made people's hearts beat.
The outline under the black scarf moved slightly, and he said lightly: "No need."
The plan failed.
Qin Feng could only take back the kettle angrily and take a sip himself. In order to relieve his embarrassment, he changed the subject and said, "Why did Miss Cang go to Qiyuan City this time?"
Hearing this, Cang Feilan's eyes flashed with an unnatural look: "It's a coincidence."
The other party didn't want to say more, Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, and naturally it was hard to ask more questions.
And Shi Ziming came to the two of them at some unknown time, took a sip of wine and said: "What a coincidence, you obviously heard in the Demon Slaying Division that we were going to take this kid to Qi Yuancheng, and then..."
Cang Feilan's eyes were slightly narrowed, her eyes were cold, and the two daggers on her waist had been unsheathed at some point, and they were spinning with a cold light.
Shi Ziming shook his head and turned around to leave: "My drinking ability has been getting worse and worse recently. After just a few sips, I got drunk and started talking nonsense."
Qin Feng looked confused, turned his head and asked Miss Cang: "What next?"
Cang Feilan didn't answer. She put away the dagger, left the big tree, and said not far away: "It's time to set off. If we continue to delay, we don't know when we can reach Qiyuan City."
Yang He and Zhang Tiannan looked at each other and nodded.
Going to mount the horse again? Qin Feng's face froze, and he opened his mouth to ask for a different horse.
But before the words were spoken, a sudden change occurred.
A giant snake that was as thick as a man and about ten feet long suddenly sprang out from the forest. It aimed at Yang He and the two of them and opened its huge mouth. Its upper and lower jaws were wide enough to swallow a horse!
At such a critical moment, Shi Ziming was about to take action, but Zhang Tiannan, who had never said a word from beginning to end, stepped forward with his right foot and punched out violently. The giant snake's head melted in the blink of an eye.
There was a blood mist, and the huge snake body suddenly fell to the ground.
Yang He and the others didn't take it seriously, wiped the blood on their bodies, got on their horses and said, "Let's go."
But at this moment, the expressions of Qin Feng and the others changed slightly.
The name of this snake is the forest python. It is recorded in "Da Qian Bai Ya Zhi" that the forest python's magical power is to become giant. Its power can reach up to ten feet in its second rotation, and its power can reach twenty feet in its fourth rotation. It is extremely powerful!
Looking at the forest python just now, it is obvious that it already has the strength of the second-level tribulation power!
But problems also arise.
Qin Feng had already observed that the token on Zhang Tiannan's waist was only a one-star wood spirit. When converted into combat power, it was at most the peak level of ninth grade.
How could such a person easily kill a powerful forest python with one punch?
There is only one explanation, he hides his strength!
The other person, Yang He, looked calm and unfazed when he saw this scene. He was obviously used to it and it was also very problematic.
There's something wrong with these two!
Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, opened his eyes and looked at the two of them.
Yang He, who has a thin face, has a strong green Yin Qi all over his body. He is only a step behind Shi Ziming. Even if he has not reached the fifth-grade puppet realm, he is not far behind.
The serious and taciturn Zhang Tiannan has strong blood and continuous golden energy in his body. Coupled with the power of his punch just now, it is very likely that he is a master at the peak of the sixth level of concentration!
These two people are obviously so strong and have the strength of Qingyu, why do they pretend to be a wooden order to kill the demon?
Qin Feng was panicking for no reason. His scalp was numb. He pinched his palm secretly to calm down and pretended to be fine.
Naturally, I didn't dare to mention the matter of changing horses. At this time, it was the safest to stay with Shi Ziming.
All five people mounted their horses and started on their way again, with Yang He still at the front of the team and Zhang Tiannan at the rear, as if the two of them had already reached some kind of tacit understanding.
Previously, Qin Feng didn't think there was anything wrong with the positioning of Yang He and the two of them. He just thought it was convenient to protect the entire team, but now it seems that this is clearly to surround the three of them!
On the way, Qin Feng took advantage of the fact that Yang He and the others were not paying attention and whispered: "Master Sizheng, they..."
A small hand transformed from a shadow instantly covered Qin Feng's mouth, interrupting his words.
Shi Ziming swung the horse rope without moving his mouth, but a voice came to Qin Feng's ears: "No matter what happens in the next journey, don't leave my side."