Regal Guard of Dragon

0Taking a step back, even if Chen Feng was really a martial artist, so what? Chen Feng's age was still there, twenty-five or twenty-six years old, at most he was only at the late stage of Bright Force.    

    

"Yes, Miss Huo." Although he was unwilling, Huang Feihao could only nod his head.    

    

However, he still couldn't help but mock us, "Junior Brother, follow us closely later. Don't get lost."    

    

"Also, protect that useless master of yours. Don't let him be scared to the point of peeing by the Blind Bear on the mountain."    

    

Chen Zewen's face was sullen, but he didn't say anything. Then, the group of people started to climb the mountain.    

    

Huang Feihao was walking at the front. He walked very fast, almost to the point of flying.    

    

To a martial artist, this sort of rugged mountain path wasn't much different from walking on flat ground.    

    

However, to ordinary people, climbing a mountain was a very strenuous task. If one wanted to maintain the speed of a martial artist, it would require five to six times the usual amount of physical strength.    

    

Although the strength of the twenty odd mercenaries was different from ordinary people, they still could not surpass the limits of ordinary people.    

    

Thus, after running for over half an hour, their faces revealed an expression of exhaustion.    

    

Huang Feihao sneered and turned his head, glancing at Chen Feng's direction.    

    

Not to mention Chen Feng, an ordinary person, if nothing unexpected happened, the current Chen Feng should be as tired as a dead dog, breathing heavily like a cow.    

    

It didn't matter if he didn't look. When he did, Huang Feihao instantly opened his eyes wide.    

    

Chen Feng was less than ten meters behind them!    

    

Chen Feng had a carefree expression and even had a mocking smile on his face when he met Huang Feihao's gaze.    

    

Huang Feihao suddenly became angry out of embarrassment. This piece of trash, was he provoking him?!    

    

Taking a deep breath, not only did Huang Feihao not slow down, he even sped up his pace, almost to the point of running at full speed.    

    

"Huang Feihao, are you going to be reincarnated so soon!?"    

    

A few minutes later, a cold voice sounded from behind him, causing Huang Feihao's body to stiffen.    

    

It was his master, Huo Hongyan.    

    

At this moment, Huo Hongyan's face was flushed red. It was obvious that she was having a hard time.    

    

"Miss, I …" Huang Feihao smiled in embarrassment. He wanted to explain more, but Huo Hongyan interrupted him impatiently: "What about me? Slow down! "    

    

"Yes, miss." Huang Feihao hurriedly nodded. He was so concerned that he wanted to embarrass Chen Feng, but he had neglected the fact that his master, Huo Hongyan, was in the late stage of Bright Force. With his current speed, this late stage of Bright Force, Huo Hongyan could not handle him at all.    

    

When he looked at Chen Feng now, he was still as relaxed as ever. After running for so long, not only did he sweat, he even breathed in and out of breath.    

    

Huang Feihao stared at Chen Feng with hatred. Without a doubt, he had been slapped in the face.    

    

Chen Feng was definitely a martial artist as well. It was just that it was very possible that he had practiced some kind of technique to conceal his aura, making him look no different from an ordinary person.    

    

After experiencing this little episode, Huang Feihao became a lot calmer. He started to climb the mountain obediently and no longer thought about finding trouble with Chen Feng.    

    

Huo Qingsong, on the other hand, who had vowed to grind Chen Feng's bones and scatter his ashes yesterday, was completely abnormal today. He did not even spare a glance for Chen Feng, as if Chen Feng was a dead man.    

    

It was almost noon.    

    

The group finally reached the top of the mountain. The Jade Spring was at the bottom of a cliff at the other end of the mountain.    

    

Huang Feihao was in no hurry to travel. Instead, he gave the order to rest on the spot.    

    

He still had a lot of stamina, but these mercenaries with Huo Family and Huo Hongyan, the lady who was used to being pampered, had a little more stamina left than before.    

    

No one understood the situation at the bottom of the Jade Spring, so when faced with this unknown situation, they naturally had to be in their best condition.    

    

During the break, the team's advantage was clearly displayed.    

    

After all, Huo Family had a large number of people, and over twenty mercenaries had a clear division of labor. Some were responsible for the battles, while some were responsible for the logistics and medical treatment.    

    

In just a few minutes, Huo Family's logistics team had set up their tents. They took out all kinds of high-calorie food that they had prepared at the foot of the mountain and started a picnic on the spot.    

    

Huo Hongyan, this young miss, even had colorful fruits and desserts beside her. It was as if she wasn't here for a treasure but for a vacation.    

    

Compared to the rest of the Huo Family, Chen Feng's group of five was a little shabby.    

    

When they came up the hill, they came up empty-handed.    

    

Thus, at this moment, they could only stand to the side and watch the Huo Family people eat.    

    

At this moment, Huang Feihao stood up with a smile. In his hand, he was holding an alluring roast duck.    

    

"Junior brother, we climbed up the mountain early in the morning, do you want to eat something?" Huang Feihao asked while shaking the roast duck in his hand.    

    

"No need." Chen Zewen glanced at Huang Feihao coldly. He could do it even if he wanted to. Huang Feihao definitely had no good intentions in appearing at this time.    

    

Huang Feihao smiled playfully: "Really?"    

    

"Huang Feihao, do you not understand human speech?" Chen Zewen was a little angry. This small trick of Huang Feihao's was very childish, but it was also very disgusting.    

    

"Junior brother, why do you sound so aggressive?" Huang Feihao sighed, "Aren't I worried that you guys will get hungry?" After all, we were once in the same sect … "    

    

"Scram!"    

    

"Alright, alright, alright. I'll get lost." Huang Feihao smiled, he wasn't angry at all.    

    

However, before he left, he threw the roast duck in his hand to the ground in front of Chen Feng: "Since my junior brother doesn't want it, I'll reward you with this roast duck."    

    

"Enjoy it well. This roast duck might be the last meal of your life, hahaha." After saying that, Huang Feihao turned around and left while laughing loudly.    

    

Chen Zewen was furious and wished he could give Huang Feihao a punch on the spot. Although Huang Feihao's small trick didn't hurt, it was extremely disgusting.    

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"Young Master Chen, it's my fault for inconsiderate..." Chen Zewen felt a bit awkward. He did not expect such a situation to occur.    

    

"It's fine." Chen Feng smiled and waved his hand. If Huang Feihao thought that such a simple method could affect him, then he could only say that Huang Feihao was too childish.    

    

All the way until he became a Martial Artist at Converting Force Stage, what have you not seen before?    

    

"Go and get some pheasants or rabbits." In a small primitive forest like Mount Yuquan, the thing that they lacked the least was a hulk like a rabbit.    

    

"Huh?" Chen Zewen was slightly surprised, could it be that Chen Feng could roast wild game?    

    

Although he was puzzled, Chen Zewen did not think too much about it. Instead, he brought Chen Ze Xiong to a forest not far away.    

    

Ten minutes later, the two of them returned with a great harvest.    

    

For Martial Artist at Dark Force Stage, like Chen Zewen, any small stone on the ground could be used as a hunting weapon. Thus, it was easy for him to hunt a few wild game in the mountains.    

    

He was very clear about the Chen and Sisters' background. Other than killing people, they didn't know anything. The wild hare they roasted would probably be like charcoal, and wouldn't die if they ate it.    

    

Just as Huang Feihao had thought, Chen Zewen and his siblings could not do much with the hare in front of them. They were good at hunting, but they did not know where to start roasting the hare.