Chapter 133 (2/2)

”Ancient wind, can you?” Han Zhong looked at the ancient wind.

”Don't worry. I've almost recovered.”

Gu Feng smiled and helped him put a box on the carriage.

Seeing the ancient wind's energetic appearance, the people around were stunned. Looking at the ancient wind one by one was like looking at monsters. Yesterday it was still half dead and weak. Now they are so energetic. They all doubt whether what they see now is a fake ancient wind.

”Hurry up and pack your things and hurry on. Don't delay.”

A cold voice came, and it was the handsome young master Ye. His eyes swept the ancient wind and were curious.

”Master Ye” passed by the ancient wind, and suddenly a faint faint fragrance came. He couldn't help but shrug his nose and said, ”it's strange that a big man uses spices.”

”Ha ha.” Han Zhong was stunned at first, then patted Gu Feng's shoulder and laughed, which made Gu Feng a little confused.

……

On the spacious official road, only a dozen carriages and dozens of personal figures move forward slowly, only one or two people can be seen occasionally. Because Gu Feng was a patient before, although he had almost recovered, he was pressed on the carriage by Han Zhong to rest.

At the same time, Gu Feng also used this time to restore his spiritual power.

”Be careful, we'll be in the territory of those bandits.” Han Zhong looked at the terrain and said solemnly..

Among this group of people, Han Zhong is the strongest. It's good to put the cultivation of the quintessence quadruple realm among some small forces. From this, we can see the strength of the miraculous medicine studio.

Some rogue bandits should be able to cope easily with Han Zhong's strength.

”Boom...” suddenly, the sound of hooves trembled, and the vehicle felt slightly trembling.

The whole motorcade stopped, and the vibration of the ground became stronger and stronger.

The ancient wind's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his spiritual awareness and sensitivity immediately noticed that hundreds of people rushed here, with an extremely tyrannical atmosphere.

”It's a rogue bandit!”

With a slight frown, the ancient wind jumped down from the horse.

Looking up, hundreds of meters ahead, dust was flying, and many people were running. The shining thing was the weapon in their hands.