The atmosphere was very solemn as everyone watched the two people slowly descend the steps.
Leng Feng stopped and watched Yang Feng's back as he walked towards the sect's main gate. In fact, he still had one last trump card to play: the long-standing sect formation of the Glazed Tile Sect.
But he didn't want to continue fighting like this. Sometimes it would be better to back down, otherwise his disciples might suffer huge losses.
Yang Feng walked to the main gate of the Liuli Sect, paused slightly, and watched his back. He glanced back at them, then moved and left.
After getting out of their sight, Yang Feng walked in a forest, leaning against a large tree with his large hand, bowing slightly. His spiritual energy was extremely turbulent, so he quickly sat down to adjust his breathing and absorb some of the surrounding spiritual energy.
Fortunately, this is a forested area, not a city; otherwise, we wouldn't be able to absorb any spiritual energy at all.
When he regained consciousness, it was nearly evening. The forest was pitch black all around, so dark that you could hardly see your hand in front of your face.
Yang Feng let out a long breath, took out his phone, and fiddled with it for a long time before finding that it couldn't be turned on. It must be the million volts of punishment from the system before.
Yang Feng frowned, feeling extremely anxious. There were still photos of Han Shilan inside. What would he do if the phone wouldn't turn on?!
at last.
Half an hour later, Yang Feng reluctantly put his phone back in his pocket, his anger burning fiercely. If it weren't for that person from the Baixia Mountain Alchemy Hall, he wouldn't have failed the mission, and this wouldn't have happened.
"Very well, very well, Baixia Mountain Alchemy Hall, the next time you meet me—I will make you understand that even death is a luxury for you!!"
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The next morning, Yang Feng's clothes were somewhat tattered. He should have just asked any disciple from the Liuli Sect to take him out, which is why he was still wandering in the forest.
I wonder how my sister is doing at home.
Yang Feng finally emerged from the forest and looked at the buildings before him. Wasn't this a military base?!
He used to play a game called PUBG, and he would often jump down to this spot.
Yang Feng pinched his cheek, thinking he was hallucinating, but it turned out to be real. Well, that's fine, he can just ask the people inside to take him back.
Thinking about it.
And so, Yang Feng swaggered into the military base, glancing from left to right; this must be the army unit.
"So that's how it is. It looks completely different from the one in the game."
Yang Feng muttered something to himself, then frowned as he looked around and saw that the area was deserted. He said:
"Why is nobody here?"
Just then, Yang Feng suddenly realized that someone was attacking him from behind, and the force of the blow was quite heavy.
Immediately, he reached back and grabbed the man's wrist tightly, throwing him over his shoulder and slamming him to the ground, without intending to kill him.
Yang Feng looked at the young man lying on the ground like a dead fish, and his lips twitched slightly. He was wearing a uniform military uniform, so he must be one of the soldiers here.
I actually knocked him out, that's hilarious!
Fortunately, they didn't kill him; otherwise, the crime would have been truly grave.
They are all people who have worked hard to protect the country, and yet they were betrayed by themselves... My conscience really can't bear it.
Yang Feng sighed slightly, and was just about to wake the young man when a loud shout suddenly came from behind him.
"Intruders! Everyone prepare to fight!"
Yang Feng turned around, paused slightly, and exclaimed, "What the hell? Where's the intruder?"
Suddenly, soldiers appeared out of nowhere, all dressed in the same uniform, numbering over a hundred, and instantly surrounded Yang Feng.
"Who are you? Why are you trespassing on this northeastern military camp!"
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 167 I'm just a lost citizen...
"Who are you? Why are you trespassing on this northeastern military camp?" A young soldier, who was probably close to thirty years old, looked at Yang Feng warily and said.
"Uh, um, soldier, I'm a citizen who got lost in this forest. Could you please take me out?"
Yang Feng scratched his head awkwardly and spoke.
"Oh? A citizen who got lost in the forest?"
The soldier leading the group was named Long Xukun. He curled his lips into a mocking smile. This was a military base, and the area within a ten-mile radius was sealed off. Moreover, the forest opposite was fraught with danger, and it was absolutely impossible for ordinary citizens to enter the forest.
Therefore, he was definitely a spy sent by the Northwest Region troops. After all, the two military camps were conducting military exercises. If the troops in that region won, they could participate in the international special forces competition, which was a great honor.
Bringing glory to the nation, embodying the spirit of a strong country!
As for achieving victory, it means capturing the general in another military camp; that would be considered a victory.
"Heh, arrest him!" Long Xukun sneered, then suddenly shouted and charged towards Yang Feng.
Da da da—
A series of footsteps suddenly sounded.
Yang Feng's lips twitched violently, his face full of speechlessness. Heavens, how can these people be so unreasonable!