After seeing his appearance, Uncle Dao was immediately shocked and said: "Chen Feng, you, you actually took him as your subordinate?"
It turned out that this person was the burly knight.
His name is Sha Yuanwu, and he is one of the captains of the Colosseum's slave-catching team.
Uncle Dao still had some impressions of him. He knew that this person was powerful and ruthless, and that he was a very powerful person. However, he did not expect that he would be treated like this by Chen Feng at this time.
Sha Yuanwu quickly nodded and bowed and said: "The young one has now surrendered to Mr. Chen and serves Mr. Chen in front of and behind the horse."
"Master Dao, if you have any instructions from now on, just tell me, and I will definitely handle it satisfactorily and properly for you."
Uncle Dao didn't say anything. Chen Feng waved his hand and told Sha Yuanwu to step back.
After Sha Yuanwu left, Uncle Dao gave Chen Feng a thumbs-up gesture: "Young Master, I really have you! How awesome!"
Chen Feng smiled and said: "Actually, I didn't really want to take him as my subordinate. It was just that I needed him to lead the way at that time, and this person was a follower. He was afraid of being killed by me, so he insisted on working for me.
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"So, I just took advantage of the situation. Then I thought about it and it was really good. After we leave here, I will let him return to the Colosseum and ambush him as a nail."
There was a cold look on his face, and he said: "The Colosseum has caused you so much misery, Uncle Dao, so you have to settle this account carefully."
"Also, I have to ask where they caught your Uncle Dao. This may be able to find those memories you lost."
"Also, there may be a way to cure the injuries to your brain in the Colosseum."
Uncle Dao nodded, looked at Chen Feng, and said with relief: "Young Master, you are serious!"
Chen Feng said with some shame: "Uncle Dao, please don't say this. I originally planned to go there in just a few days, but I encountered another situation."
With that, he explained the senior sister's injuries and said: "Now, we urgently need to return to Tianyuan Imperial City to find that pill, so we can only postpone it."
"We will go back to the desert later to settle this debt with the people in the Colosseum."
Uncle Dao waved his hand openly and said, "Young Master, you don't have to feel guilty about this. You can postpone my matter for a later time."
"But the young mistress's matter must be settled as soon as possible."
Han Yu'er listened to him calling her young mistress, and her face turned red with embarrassment.
However, there was a hint of joy in that shyness, after all, it was equivalent to Chen Feng's people recognizing her!
Then Uncle Dao recounted what happened after he and Chen Feng separated.
It turned out that Uncle Dao didn't panic when he fell into the sea of quicksand. After all, he was a descendant of the sand people, and all descendants of the sand people had a unique skill, which was to walk through the sand.
To them, there is no difference between sand and air.
So after struggling for several days, Uncle Dao finally escaped from the sea of quicksand. He wanted to search for Chen Feng's traces, but found that he had no clue at all, so he had to return to the ancient city of Shenying.
When he thought about it, Chen Feng would definitely return to Shenying Ancient City to vent his anger, so it was absolutely right to wait here.
Unexpectedly, he happened to stumble upon a big plan in the Colosseum, so he couldn't help but take action. As a result, they alerted them and were hunted down all the way.
Chen Feng also knew what happened next.
Chen Feng asked in surprise: "Uncle Dao, what is the big plan that makes you unable to help but take action?"
Uncle Dao's expression became solemn at this time, and he said slowly: "The Great Colosseum came forward, representing the Shenying family and all the forces in the entire desert, colluding with outsiders, trying to seize the position of the Tianyuan Dynasty royal family, and help Jin
The Qing Shenying family becomes the overlord of the Tianyuan Dynasty!"
"What?" Chen Feng exclaimed in disbelief. He did not expect that the Jinqing Condor Family would have such great ambitions, let alone that they would hook up with outsiders.
You know, even though the Jinqing Condor Family is powerful, it is still much worse than the Tianyuan Dynasty royal family.
Chen Feng asked about this matter in detail, and then buried it in his heart.
He won't have an attack at this time, but when it comes time to have an attack, he won't miss this good opportunity.
Then, Chen Feng told his own story. When he heard that Chen Feng had obtained the inheritance of Lord Subduing the Dragon Arhat, Uncle Dao laughed heartily.
And when he heard Chen Feng say that he had met a monk from Shifang Jungle, his face showed extreme shock, with a hint of unshakable fear in his shock.
It was the first time that Chen Feng saw such a figure on Uncle Dao's face.
Uncle Dao has always been fearless, but he was so frightened when he heard these four words!
Uncle Dao smiled bitterly and said: "Chen Feng, do you know what the Shifang Jungle is like?"
"That is the pinnacle, the most top-notch existence in the entire Dragon Vein Continent!"
"That is one of the eight major forces in the Dragon Vein Continent! A force of the Tianyuan Dynasty's level is completely incomparable to it. Even if all the power of the Tianyuan Dynasty is added together, it cannot be compared to the Ten Directions Jungle!"
Chen Feng took a breath of cold air after hearing this: "This Shifang Jungle is so powerful?"
It turned out that I had unknowingly provoked such a powerful opponent.
But Chen Feng didn't feel discouraged, frustrated, or afraid.
He laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter, such a powerful opponent is what makes it interesting!"
"Since we have made enemies with Shifang Jungle, come on and I will have a good time with them!"
Uncle Dao was stunned for a moment, then he clapped his hands and laughed: "Young Master, your spirit is what a warrior should have. But I was shocked by the reputation of Shifang Jungle before. It's embarrassing. It's embarrassing."
Chen Feng stopped talking about this topic, and talked about his giant blood ritual again, and then asked Uncle Dao for advice.
Uncle Dao said: "You are really asking the right person when you ask me. The Sand People also have a trace of giant blood, so I still have some understanding of this giant blood."
"As far as I know, there are nine levels of giant blood."
"Oh, there are nine levels in total?" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.
"That's right," Uncle Dao continued: "First class, hill giant, second class, mountain giant, third class, desert giant... As for the third class and beyond, my level is not enough to know."
"But I know that the higher you go, the higher your bloodline, and the stronger your physical strength will be."
"That's just pure physical strength. Even if you are not even a warrior and don't practice any martial arts skills, that power will still not leave you!"
