Big trees cover the sky and the ground, and there are overgrown weeds and thorns.
Withered leaves covered the ground. When you step on the ground, although it is soft, you still make some very eerie sounds.
"I don't know if there are any ferocious birds and beasts in the forests of this world. If there are, don't jump out!" With Ye Fan's current body, it is estimated that even if he encounters an ordinary beast, he can get it.
His life.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan felt frightened in his heart. At this time, he missed the earth very much.
He sighed deeply and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Ye Fan was about to take a rest against a big tree when he suddenly heard someone behind him smile and say: "So Lord, you came here, you'd better go back with me."
Well, the people from the family execution hall have already arrived."
When Ye Fan heard the words "family execution hall", he ran away without even looking at the person coming behind him.
"Dear Lord, can you still run?" The person chasing behind him made a sarcastic sound, as if he was extremely disdainful of Mark's behavior.
At this time, Ye Fan, who was bent on escaping, ran too fast, and it was night, and his vision in the forest was not strong. By accident, his foot was tripped by a withered vine, and he screamed and threw himself headlong.
On the ground.
"**, don't be so unlucky!" Ye Fan felt bitter in his heart and wanted to get up and run again, but it was obviously too late.
The person who came was a fat man in his twenties.
He was on duty that day, and he was really shocked when he learned that the lord had escaped.
You know, the people from the execution hall have already arrived. If they can't find the lord and turn around to settle accounts with him, the foreman on duty, then he will really be unable to eat and walk around in circles.
He was anxious and frightened, and quickly led his team to chase him out.
In his heart, even if he couldn't find the escaped lord, he still had to show off to the people in the execution hall. But he randomly picked a place and dug in, and happened to choose Ye Fan's escape route.
As a result, the fat man who was surprised and happy was willing to let go, and a sneer came out, which only frightened Ye Fan, the aloof lord, and threw himself to the ground.
The fat man originally wanted to entertain Ye Fan, but he didn't expect that after Ye Fan fell to the ground, he couldn't move.
The fat man, who was a little surprised in his heart, murmured to himself: "Although this waste has no star core and cannot practice, his body cannot be so weak, right? Did he faint when he fell?" After saying this, he slowly said
He walked up to Chu Yang and kicked Ye Fan with his foot.
At this time, Ye Fan was immersed in the anger of an unfair fate. He was already a little angry. This sudden kick made him furious. He jumped up and glared at the fat man and said: "How dare you
Kick me, have you forgotten your identity?"
The fat man suddenly saw him showing off his power and didn't pay attention. He just smiled disdainfully and said, "As long as you're fine, come back with me to meet the people in the execution hall."
Hearing the word "Xingtang", Ye Fan suddenly shuddered in his heart. He came back to his senses, looked at the fat man and smiled dryly: "Can we discuss this? You see, although I am a lord, many things...
I don't know..."
Before a "Tao" could be spoken, Ye Fan turned around and ran away.
"You're still playing tricks in front of me, you're really looking for abuse!" The fat man shook his head slightly.
Ye Fan was running vigorously when he suddenly saw a figure flash in front of him. The fat man was already standing in front, with his hands behind his hands, looking at him with a faint smile.
However, Ye Fan was unwilling to give up. He exhaled and ran behind him again. Unexpectedly, before he could run a few steps, the fat man appeared in front again.
Just as he was about to turn around, he received a blow on the head. The blow was so severe that it not only knocked Ye Fan directly to the ground, but also made stars shine out of his eyes.
"Dear Lord, if you don't want to be abused, please stop playing tricks in front of me..." Looking at Ye Fan lying on the ground, the fat man's eyes were full of disdain and ridicule.
After saying this, the fat man stretched out his big hand and grabbed Ye Fan directly...
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ye Fan's body suddenly moved to the side, holding a hard stone in his left hand, and hit the fat man's forehead with a bang.
This time, the blow was fast, hard and sudden. The fat man was immersed in the pleasure of teasing and torturing Mark. He never thought that the lord, who had always been extremely cowardly towards him, would dare to attack him.
Due to his carelessness, the fat man had no time to react. His head was hit with blood splattering on his head. After letting out a scream, he fell down beside a big tree in a daze...
Ye Fan held a stone stained with blood in his hand and stood up holding on to the tree trunk. Without even looking at the fat man, he staggered towards the depths of the forest.
The fat man, who was lying on the ground holding his head and howling, looked at Ye Fan's leaving back, a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.
He used his index finger to smear some blood on the top of his head, and then drew a strange symbol on his palm.
At this moment, a strange and mysterious power emitted from Fatty's body.
A blue water ball slowly formed in his hand. The cold air emanating from the water ball caused the trees around the fat man to form a thin layer of ice.
The fat man stood up unsteadily, looked at Ye Fan's back, and said with a vicious smile: "Lord? Apart from you, a waste who doesn't know how to live or die, who else in the territory now treats you as a lord? How dare you be so fat?
Master, hehe, respected lord, you will bear the punishment of a noble destiny person!"
Ye Fan was still holding the rock at this time, walking forward with one light step and one heavy step. He didn't think about anything now, he just wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, he suddenly felt a huge crisis coming from behind him.
He stopped, looked back, his eyes suddenly condensed, and his pupils shrank: "Water... water polo technique, what is this, witchcraft? Magic? Or ***witchcraft? ***, stop it, I
It’s the lord…”
"Hey, lord?" The fat man said with a ferocious smile: "The lord also has to die for me." After saying this, he threw the bowl-sized water polo in his hand directly towards Ye Fan.
"Damn, damn fat man, I won't let you go!" The speed of the water polo shot was extremely fast, comparable to the bullets shot from a pistol. Ye Fan had no possibility of evading, but instinctively pushed the rock in his hand to his heart
One stop.
Only a muffled sound of "Bang!" was heard.
The water splashed everywhere, and the rock in his hand was instantly frozen and began to turn into ice shavings, falling on the grass.
There was a crunching sound, and a bit of biting cold air was transmitted from the rock in his hand.
Ye Fan was startled and quickly threw the rock in his hand that had not completely turned into ice to the ground.
He put his hands in front of his eyes and looked at them. He was secretly grateful. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, otherwise, these hands would be useless.
However, even so, there was a spot on his left hand that was frostbitten.
This seemingly small water polo could have such power, which was really hard for Ye Fan to imagine.
Of course, it was Ye Fan's luck to escape the attack of this water ball. The water ball hit the place where he placed the rocks.
Ye Fan, who had successfully escaped the disaster, had not had time to celebrate when he saw the fat man in the distance grinning ferociously again, gathering another water ball with a vicious look on his face.
However, looking at the expression on this fat man's face, it is not easy for him to condense a water ball. This can be seen from the sweat on his head.
However, no matter how difficult it was, Fatty still gritted his teeth and forcibly condensed a water ball again...
This time, Ye Fan was at his wits end.
You know, the speed at which this water ball is shot is comparable to a bullet.
It was his luck that Ye Fan could block the first water polo.