Martial Arts: Chased by Extinct Old Ni at the beginning

Duan Feng will be back soon.

It's just that he has a big fat rabbit and two pheasants in his hand.

"Brother Feng?"

"I don't know if this little animal can make you feel less sad. I found it for you."

Duan Feng saw a hint of surprise on Ji Xiaofu's face.

"Do you still remember that when we met for the first time in Mount Emei, it was also because of an injured little black rabbit."

"Of course I remember. Not long after I got started, I got lost in the mountains and forests. I didn't expect you, Brother Feng, to remember it all the time."

Ji Xiaofu took over the fat rabbit, but the rabbit was afraid of people and was drenched by the rain.

Duan Feng proficiently bled the pheasant, then tore off the chicken feathers and took out the internal organs, skewered them with branches and roasted them over the fire.

Ji Xiaofu teased the rabbit on one side.

The two had been together and there were many stories to remember, which made her feel less sad for a while.

"Come on, eat a chicken drumstick!"

"The life of the Emei female disciples is really hard. You can compete with those bald donkeys in food. Look at you, you have lost weight."

Duan Feng sprinkled some refined salt, which was obtained from the disciple of the Haisha Gang.

Handed Ji Xiaofu a big chicken leg, fetched a jug of wine, ate meat and drank heavily, his masculinity made Ji Xiaofu dumbfounded.

"Why are you blushing, but the chicken doesn't suit your appetite?"

Seeing that Ji Xiaofu didn't speak, but just stared at him blankly, Duan Feng rolled his eyes.

"No, it's delicious."

Ji Xiaofu hurriedly lowered her head, chewed slowly, a hint of sweetness appeared in her heart, delicate and charming.

Full of wine and food.

Duan Feng came to the tent and looked out, the rain gradually became lighter.

But looking at the tents on the Emei side, there are some problems.

The terrain over there was originally low-slung, but now it was flooded by rain, and the tent was gradually wet.

The disciples yelled and yelled, mixed with the scolding of the exterminated old nun.

And the tranquility here are like two extremes.

Duan Feng snorted disdainfully, and when he turned his head, Ji Xiaofu had already started to meditate cross-legged.

Nod silently.

Duan Feng walked out of the tent, letting the rain fall on him.

"Fifth, look, there is someone here!"

"It looks like they are hiding from the rain. There are still a few carriages. Do you want to make a vote?"

"Hey, out in the wilderness, without going to the village or back to the shop, done it!"

Duan Feng's hearing was superb, and suddenly he saw a group of quack men in coir raincoats.

There are also about twenty people in detail.

They took advantage of the rain and quietly touched it.

"He Fangxiao is young, how dare he tease a tiger's whiskers!"

He was silent.

The extermination of the old nun in Emei was already angry, but now that there is an enemy, he rushed out without thinking twice.

"It turned out to be an extinct old nun, and he really has nowhere to find it. It didn't take much effort to get it!"

"Five Heroes of Xishan, haven't you already surrendered to Shaolin, why are you here now?"

With the help of the faint moonlight.

Extermination recognized the person.

Duan Feng was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't know what to say.

He has never heard of the five heroes of Xishan.

But the opponent is the kind of second- and third-rate masters who practice external skills horizontally.

Duan Feng wanted to see how Emei Juejue would deal with it.

In addition, there are some people who are talking about five and six.

Hear the sound of fighting.

All Emei disciples also came outside.

"Boss, the idea is tricky. Let's withdraw it. When other brothers arrive, it won't be too late for us to plot that thing."

"If you want to leave, ask me about the sword in Juejue's hand, die!"

Extinction is one against five.

But nothing came of it.

The other party practiced kung fu very deeply, Duan Feng took a few glances and knew it was just an ordinary iron cloth shirt.

Only the leading black-faced man with a bamboo hat used the Shaolin Golden Bell Mask.

"withdraw!"

A hula.

Those people all ran away.

Juejue glared at Duan Feng fiercely, stopped the other Emei disciples, and said, "Don't chase after poor bandits! Let's go back, and be careful not to let them lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

Ji Xiaofu came out, looking around suspiciously.

Duan Feng also returned to the tent.