When it comes to peeling and roasting meat, Han Feng's craftsmanship is really impressive. The beef is roasting sizzlingly and the aroma is permeating the air, making even the big mouse drool.
But every time it stretched out its claws, it was opened by Han Feng, who immediately shouted angrily: "You bastard, I'm using my life to find out its strength for you. You are trying to kill the donkey!"
Han Feng ignored it and kept eating the roast beef. Not to mention it was really delicious, especially when the juice entered his throat, his eyes instantly lit up.
The big mouse was so anxious that he pointed at it and yelled: "Han Feng, you uncle! How dare you ignore your grandpa mouse, see if I don't tear you apart!"
To raise one's claws means to grab.
But no matter how it bit, Han Feng didn't even frown, as if the big rat didn't exist at all.
In the end, the big mouse had no choice but to bite the roast beef and said viciously: "Okay! I've finally convinced you. Tell me what you want to know!"
"What is the origin of my master?" Han Feng said immediately. He had been waiting for this moment and really wanted to know more about his master's life.
Upon hearing this, the big mouse had a complicated expression. He snatched the roast beef from Han Feng's hand and took a bite before saying, "The master is the ninth immortal of the demon cultivator and is one of the strongest people in the entire Cangyuan Continent."
"Demon cultivator?" Han Feng frowned.
The big mouse nodded and replied: "In this continent, there are some righteous ways that claim to be righteous. Naturally, there are also evil spirits that are regarded as aliens by the righteous ways. The master is the demon cultivator in the eyes of those people."
"No wonder..." Han Feng seemed to understand something, and suddenly said excitedly: "Master's martial arts and martial arts have an evil nature, so this is the reason!"
However, he then murmured to himself: "There are countless practitioners in the world, and they all respect their strength. So how can it be possible to distinguish between good and evil?"
"You are right. What you practice is your own strength. Those who claim to be righteous have their hands covered with blood!" said the big mouse.
"What is the Ninth Immortal?" Han Feng asked.
"Those are people's self-assessments. They are the nine most powerful people among the demon cultivators. The owner of them is the ninth demon cultivator, who is also called the ninth immortal by the demon cultivators." Big Mouse explained.
Upon hearing this, Han Feng understood everything.
But there were still doubts in my heart, so I asked: "In the realm of cultivation, the legendary Martial Emperor is called an immortal by others. So has Master really cultivated to the realm of Martial Emperor?"
"No." The big mouse shook his head.
Afterwards, he didn't say anything more for Han Feng, and looked a little sad, lowering his head and gnawing on the roast beef in his hand.
Han Feng wanted to ask again, but when he saw the big mouse's expression, he finally stopped talking and ate the roast beef silently.
After a long time, the two of them were full.
But when he stood up to leave, Han Feng sensed several strong auras approaching them through the divine sense technique he had used earlier.
"Let's go!" Han Feng said in shock.
In an instant, the two of them immediately fled away, but they did not go far away. They just hid in a place where the spiritual senses could still detect them.
Just after seven breaths, five people came to the place where they were roasting beef. They were four young men and a girl in a yellow dress.
"What a strong aura, their realm should be above the martial arts realm!" Through the telekinesis, Han Feng could clearly see the five people and was immediately shocked.
Fortunately, the visitor is not from the Cao family, so whether he is an enemy or not remains to be determined at this time.
At this time, the five people looked at the roast beef that was still on the shelf, and they couldn't help but look at it with serious expressions. They stared around and searched, but there was no sign of anyone.
In this way, a young man with a scar on his face raised his hand to the girl in a yellow skirt and said: "Miss, she must have just walked away. Do you want me to catch her and bring her back for questioning?"
"No need." The girl in the yellow skirt thought for a while, and finally shook her head and said: "We are here just to protect the green flame heavenly branches guarded by the Vajra Fire Ape, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."
"Hmph! What's there to be afraid of? Watch me perform the blood-resolving method. I'll be able to find out where that person is. Then I might be able to ask him where the Vajra Fire Ape is." A young man in black said.
said.
While he was speaking, he already pointed a finger at his brow, and then drew out a drop of blood essence and moved it with a strange technique.
boom--
In just three breaths, the drop of essence and blood immediately exploded and decomposed into countless fine blood mist, scattering in all directions centered on their location.
"Not good!" Han Feng exclaimed and immediately used the phantom skill to escape, but one of the blood mist was stained on his body.
"I found you!" The young man in black showed an evil smile and immediately chased after Han Feng. He soon saw Han Feng's figure.
"Heavenly Spider Blood Thread, Bind!" The martial arts technique was unleashed, and the black-clothed young man's spiritual power burst out, turning into blood-red filaments that criss-crossed to form a spider web.
Watching the spider web fall down, Han Feng immediately took out his spear and said solemnly: "Although I am not used to using swords, the power of the burning fire should be able to break through the spider web!"
The fire on the gun was burning, revealing a domineering power. Using the gun and knife skills, he suddenly slashed at the falling spider web.
boom--
The fire was so fierce that when it touched the spider web, it burned on the spider web with violent fire, and then a big hole was made when the gun passed through it.
As he jumped, Han Feng jumped out.
However, just when he broke out of the spider web, the young man in black was already standing in front of him, staring with disdain.
Whoosh——
Several figures also followed, it was the other four of the five people, and everyone had already surrounded Han Feng heavily.
Afterwards, everyone looked at Han Feng, and the young man in black said coldly: "Which force are you a disciple of? How dare you go to this Warcraft Mountain Range?"
"Mocheng." Han Feng said.
Those five people were far stronger than him, so he didn't want to fight with them, so he casually mentioned the name of Mocheng.
Among the forces that have borders with Warcraft, there are a total of five major forces, including Mocheng. Therefore, these people who go to the Warcraft Mountains should also be disciples of the five major forces.
However, this is just Han Feng's guess.
Upon hearing this, a young man in white laughed and said: "It turns out he came from Mocheng, no wonder he is so weak."
"Dongfang Li, although Mocheng is the weakest among our five major forces, it is not something that our Sifang City can easily mock." The girl in the yellow dress suddenly said coldly.
"You Sifang City are afraid of Mocheng, but our Blood Ming Sect is not afraid. How about I, Qu Gan, interrogate him?" The young man in black said arrogantly.
Hearing this, girl Huang Chu wanted to speak, but a young man in black named Qu Gan had already walked towards Han Feng step by step.
Then, he stopped three steps away, stared at Han Feng coldly and said, "If you want to live, tell me what you want to know, otherwise I won't mind killing you."