From Taiping Village to Zhuozongyuan, his parents never showed their faces. Now they are living in Beikang Island, it is even more unrelated to them. Feng Chuan jumped over and came to his bed. He sat cross-legged and let the source air flow throughout his body.

When it was time for dinner, Yang Jie or others were calling, and no other slaves came to the door with food. Feng Chuan expected that there would be no reward related to the victory of the Jilei Battlefield tonight, so he turned over and got out of bed and pulled Xiao Luo, who was still immersed in excitement, to the slave cafeteria. As expected, the quality of the food in the slave cafeteria was similar to usual, and it was not as rich as five days ago, because Feng Chuan earned honors for Yangjiabao in Jilei Battlefield.

I don’t know if it’s because of my own heart, Feng Chuan felt that the atmosphere here was a bit heavy. He quickly poured the dinner into his stomach and walked back with Xiao Luo. On the way, he met several people in Yangjiabao. They all lowered their heads and didn’t say a word. Feng Chuan asked one of them why everyone was like this. The man only said that he didn’t know, but everyone seemed to be infected by bad emotions today.

There is no doubt that something happened in Yang Family Fort, and it was a relatively bad thing. After returning to the room, Feng Chuan quickly climbed into bed and started practicing the source energy. He knew that the Yang family would not arrange for Yang Jie to come to him tonight because they had more important things to deal with. As for what kind of thing it was, maybe we will see it tomorrow.

Although Xiao Luo was just twelve years old, he also vaguely noticed the uneasiness and panic spreading in the surrounding environment. After a while of silence, Xiao Luo went to the outside of Yangjiabao with a nervous walk. When he came back, he told Feng Chuan that all the Yang family members were having a meeting in the room with a large fireplace, while the butler Yang Jie and the backbone of the other slaves were waiting outside the room, ready to accept the summons from the room at any time.

Feng Chuan had an ominous premonition. He lay on the bed and murmured: "I can't guess what the Yang family is going through, and I don't know when the meeting tonight will be over. Maybe when the meeting tonight will be over, the results will be reported."

Xiao Luo blinked and said, "I asked Yang Jie who was waiting outside the big room. Yang Jie told me not to meddle in other people's business. The master thought he should notify everyone, and he would naturally notify everyone when he thought he should notify everyone."

Feng Chuan nodded and said, "Yang Jie is right, and those who worry about it will not work at all."

Xiao Luo said stutteringly: "I was curious at that time, so I asked when we would notify us all. As a result, Yang Jie was immediately angry. He called me a waste and didn't do what he should do, but ran here to worry about it. Finally, he said he wanted me to go back and wait. Maybe there would be no news for three days, and maybe someone would inform me after three hours."

Feng Chuan smiled indifferently. He knew that Yang Jie was talking angry. But Xiao Luo didn't think that way. He asked Feng Chuan in a daze: "I just calculated that it is the Xu time at night. After three hours, it will be the Chou time at night. It will be midnight. If Yang Jie comes to inform us of something and we are all sleeping, it would be not good."

"There is nothing bad. Sleep when you should go to bed, do whatever you should do, don't worry." Feng Chuan answered neatly.

In fact, Feng Chuan was also in a hurry at the moment. He also wanted to quickly point out what Yang Family Fort was going through now. If he could help, Feng Chuan would definitely help. After all, this is his place to stay. After all, the Yang family has also helped Feng Chuan.

Three hours later, Beikang Island fell into the dark night. Similarly, an inconspicuous village in the hinterland of Weiyang Kingdom, the scorched earth continent was shrouded in darkness.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Flying Flowers!" Jing Lang used the enhanced exercise that he had learned not long ago. He saw the broken star hammer suddenly swinging out in the darkness, and the surrounding air storms like a sea of ​​shock. The bounty hunters who were chasing behind him were shocked by this rapid move. Several people who rushed in front were unstable and almost fell to the ground.

After succeeding with one move, Jing Lang wanted to make another move. At this time, Deng Zhuocheng next to him grabbed Jing Lang's clothes and said in a deep voice: "Run quickly, there are so many of them, don't run away and wait for the turtle to be caught in the jar!"

Jing Lang knew the seriousness of the situation. He was not in love with the fight, so he turned back with the star-breaking hammer. Suddenly, several bounty hunters threw the torches in their hands, and they wanted to illuminate the positions of the two D-class wanted criminals for the next move.

"Give it a good throw!" Jing Lang shouted suddenly, bent his knees and was about to pick up the torch on the ground, but before his hand was put down, Deng Zhucheng took it back.

Jing Lang was so anxious that he screamed: "I can't see it in the middle of the night. I have to take a torch to look at the road."

There were many bounty hunters chasing over, and the situation was not good for the two who were fleeing. Deng Zhuocheng kicked the torch in front of Jing Lang without saying a word. He moved Jing Lang's strong body and whispered: "You can't see me. You hold my hand and just run with me all the way. Think about it, if you hold a torch in your hand, should you take the way for us or for them?"

Jing Lang patted his forehead and thought, thinking that Deng Zhuocheng was right, so he quickly put away the two broken star hammers without any hesitation, held Deng Zhuocheng with one hand, and followed him and ran in an unknown direction.

Along the way, Jing Lang couldn't see the condition of the soles of his feet, but just ran around in a daze. Sometimes his toes would hit the protruding stone in the middle of the road, and sometimes his body would be cut by something inexplicably, but these small problems could not help Jing Lang. After all, he is a strengthening warrior and his physical fitness has been extraordinary.

The bounty hunters with torches looked aggressive, but they were quickly left far away by the two wanted criminals who fled. Of course, Jing Lang and Deng Zhuocheng knew that it was not the time to stop, so they continued to move forward in order to find the next relatively safe hidden place as soon as possible.

Jing Lang panted while running, "Hey, I always say that I'm sleeping during the day and acting at night, but now I'm not discovered? Running and running, I don't know where to hide again this time."

Deng Zhuocheng said angrily: "If we hadn't been so careful, we would have been arrested and returned to Pingwei Prison."

Jing Lang stopped running: "Those people have been left far away. Where are we going now? Since the original place has been discovered, we must not be able to stay nearby."

Deng Zhuocheng stared forward with wide eyes and looked: "No matter where he goes, he will go to the same route for three hours."

Jing Lang nodded and said, "Okay, in short, we have to run to a place that far away from here before we can settle down, otherwise we will not be able to escape the search range of those bounty hunters, and there will be danger of being discovered by them again."
Chapter completed!