C57 Rescue

Zuo Feng controlled his speed, only slightly faster than the person in front of him. His master was still in his hands. Although he knew how important his master was to these people, he still didn't want to risk his master's life.

There were a total of eighteen people in this team. After being schemed against by him, there was only one person left. Just now, he clearly saw how much pain this Lil 'Six was in when he left. If he suddenly went crazy and tried to kill his master, he really wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

He had been waiting for the entire night, and the only thing missing was this last step, so Zuo Feng was even more careful. He followed a little behind from the side. Little Six was already frightened, even the slightest movement would cause alarm, so Zuo Feng just released his mental energy to check where he was escaping to.

Because the distance was not too far, he knew the opponent's location very well. Therefore, he didn't need to cover a large area with his psychokinesis. This way, the consumption to Zuo Feng would be very small.

Zuo Feng was paying attention to his surroundings as he moved forward, especially to the changes in the sky. It was not yet dawn, and in less than a quarter of an hour the sky would begin to brighten. A special characteristic of the depths of the forest was that it would be covered by morning mist before daybreak because the temperature had reached its lowest point.

This sort of morning mist was very common in the mountain forest. There were places where the water source was relatively thicker. They could only see within a distance of twenty to thirty feet, and even the thinnest places could only see sixty to seventy feet.

This was the reason why Zuo Feng was constantly observing the environment and the sky. He could now determine the other party's route, and the density of the forest was more suitable for hiding one's body and following them the whole way. All that was left was the time, the time when the morning mist rose in the woods.

Zuofeng's eyes suddenly began to flicker as the sky began to change from a deep blue to a light blue. He also clearly felt that the air around him was a lot more humid than before. This was the sign that there was going to be a fog. Zuo Feng suddenly sped up and ran ahead.

For the past four hours, Zuo Feng had been resting and accumulating his strength. Now that it had completely erupted, it was on a completely different level from Little Six, who had been busy half the night carrying a person on his back.

In just four or five breaths' time, Zuo Feng had already left that little sixth son far behind. He didn't have enough time. He rummaged through his bag and found a long hemp rope. It was taken off the big tent when he was cleaning up the corpses. At the time, he thought it might be useful so he kept it on him.

This time, Zuo Feng couldn't ambush the tree like he did with the hunters from Yan City. Even if he hid in the bushes or in the bushes, it wouldn't be appropriate.

Because right now, his Master was being carried on his shoulder, and regardless of where he was, he would suddenly launch an attack from his head or his surroundings. As long as the other party used his Master as a shield, he would definitely be caught in an awkward situation.

After thinking about it again and again, Zuo Feng still felt that if he wanted to save his master, he had to split the two of them. However, from the way this person walked, he didn't seem to have any plans to stop and rest. It was most likely that he wanted to rush straight to their secret camp without rest.

Zuo Feng didn't know how far away this place was from their camp. If he let this person bring his master back to the camp because he was waiting for the right moment, then all his efforts would have been for naught.

Zuo Feng did not dare to take the risk and wait. Since the opponent did not give him a chance, he could only create his own. The morning mist was the worst time of the day, but for someone like Zuo Feng, who had the ability to detect spiritual energy, it was undoubtedly the best time.

The morning mist only lasted for less than an hour, so Zuo Feng had to finish the opponent in this short period of time. If this time were to pass by and the morning mist dispersed, it would be the time for the sunlight to shine. At that time, it would be extremely disadvantageous to him.

Moreover, this person's cultivation was at the peak of the Bone Refining stage, one level higher than Zuo Feng. In addition, this group of gray-clothed men had all sorts of ruthless methods. If he were to fight openly, Zuo Feng did not have much confidence in winning.

The morning mist filled the forest, soaking the trees and grass. Several drops of dew condensed on the long tall grass, and the dew accumulated more and more. Finally, the tall grass couldn't bear the weight of the dew and bent down with its tip pressed down.

The stream of water just happened to fall onto a dry hemp rope on the ground. The hemp rope itself was extremely dry, and the originally light yellow color from the dew had turned dark brown. One end of the rope was tied to a thick tree root, while the other end was wrapped around a thin arm.

The owner of the forearm was breathing slowly with his eyes closed. However, his eyes were slightly rolling under his eyelids, indicating that he was not as calm as he looked on the surface.

This person holding tightly to the hemp rope was naturally Zuo Feng. He allowed his body to relax as much as possible, and his breathing was steady and slow. It could be said that this was the most perfect concealment he had so far. He did not need to look, because in the dense fog of the forest, no matter how good his eyesight was, he could only see at most fifteen meters away.

If he stuck his head out and looked, he would probably be discovered before he could see his opponent. Therefore, he did not even need to look with his eyes. Instead, he released waves of mind energy to investigate. At a certain moment, it slowly retracted its mental energy. This was because its excellent hearing had discovered that heavy footsteps were approaching from afar, moving towards it.

At this moment, Zuo Feng seemed to have a wonderful feeling. After his first time forging his body with lightning, his body had already been improved and strengthened. At that time, Zuo Feng's eyesight and hearing had already far surpassed other warriors of the same level.

By a stroke of luck, psychokinesis was developed into psychokinesis, allowing him to use psychokinesis to scout out out his surroundings. This feeling, instead of the novelty of seeing with the eyes, seemed to open a new door for Zuo Feng.

This time, he relied on sound to determine the opponent's position. Combined with the strange feeling from using his psychokinesis, Zuo Feng instantly had a new wonderful feeling about his surroundings. This feeling was very strange. Zuo Feng did not know what this feeling represented and he did not have time to comprehend it in detail because the enemy was already close to the place where he was waiting.

Zuo Feng's body didn't move at all, and he didn't open his eyes either. However, the rope in his hand was slightly tightened. Although he did his best to control it, his heart still beat very fast. At this moment, other than being nervous, Zuo Feng's heart was also feeling a little excited. He didn't know whether it was because he could save his master or because of the miraculous enlightenment he just had.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng's right hand tightened and the hemp rope was stretched taut. Zuo Feng's eyes were wide open almost at the same time.

The purpose of the rope was to trip a person, and Zuo Feng was also very clever. He did not choose to pull the hemp rope when the grey robed man stepped in front of the rope. Instead, he chose to use the hemp rope when the grey robed man was about to jump over.

Zuo Feng had also thought of this by chance. If the opponent felt that he was tripped while walking forward, with his late stage Bone Refining skills, he could possibly jump up with all his might. This kind of ambush plan was quite likely to fail.

Therefore, just when Zuo Feng was about to pull the rope, he suddenly thought that if he let go of the front foot and instead block the foot behind him, his chances of success would be much higher.

Sure enough, when Zuo Feng pulled on the rope, the pulling force from the rope made him realize that he had successfully tripped the other party. He was slightly slower than the grey-clothed man, and Zuo Feng also jumped out. His target wasn't the grey-clothed man who tripped over him, but Teng Xiao Yun, who had fallen off his shoulder.

From the start of the plan, Zuo Feng had set himself a big principle: to save people first, and take revenge second. Thus, at this moment, Zuo Feng's first thought was not to kill that little Sixie, but to consider his master's safety.

"F * ck, who is it?" An angry curse came out from the little sixth son who had fallen out.

Zuo Feng didn't pay any attention to him. Without saying anything, he rushed to his master's side, picked up Teng Xiao Yun and ran into the forest.

Zuo Feng ran at full speed until he reached a big tree. This tree had a small tree hole. Zuo Feng had already discovered it when he passed by. He had thought about where he would place his master if he saved her. If he really was no match for that little Six, then he would first lure him away. At least, for the time being, his master would be safe here.

"Yes …" Just as Teng Xiao Yun opened his mouth, Zuo Feng gently held him down.

"It's me. Stay here and don't move …" If I'm not back by noon, don't worry about me. Aunt Zhuang and the others are all in Yan City. " Zuo Feng lowered his voice and whispered into Teng Xiao Yun's ear. After saying that, Zuo Feng left without looking back, because the biggest problem over there had yet to be solved.

"Who is it?"

"F * ck, if you have the guts, then stand up for grandpa."

"Did you plot against us? Do you know who you have offended? "Come out, come out …!" Zuofeng was far away when he heard a series of hysterical roars.

"Looks like this guy is completely mad!" Zuo Feng sneered in his heart. They had to put in a lot of effort to capture their master. However, tonight, their entire group had been sent into action for a single person. Now that they had been saved, how could this grey-clothed person not go crazy?

Zuo Feng didn't notice that the gray-clothed person was bleeding from the corner of his eyes. He was now roaring in all directions like a mad beast in the woods.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng thought of something. He felt an urge to laugh at his own extreme caution. The other party was basically deaf now, and even if they could hear the slightest bit of it, it would only be a hubbub of noise.

It was fortunate that he had dared to breathe too loudly just now. Zuo Feng was slowly approaching the grey robed man, and he was still yelling when he suddenly remembered.