PFC Chapter 418 Finding Mu Yunfei
Chapter 418 Finding Mu Yunfei
"If Afei is in danger, can't you go and help her first?" Huangfu Zique still hoped that Xiao Jukeng would go and assist Mu Yunfei immediately.
"No, I can't do anything while using my mental energy. It's better for me to keep my mental energy at its peak."
That way, if you suddenly encounter an emergency, I can still come to your rescue in time, just like I did in the great tomb last time.
"If my mental energy is overexerted, I will be forced into a deep sleep!" Little Giant Pit shook his head vigorously.
Saving the male lead and clinging to his coattails is important, but the host and her life are even more important.
If it weren't for the fact that they were highly likely to be powerful figures undergoing tribulation, she wouldn't even bother to explain herself or waste words with them.
"But……"
"Alright!" Di Tianhuang waved his hand to interrupt Huangfu Zique, and placed the empty bowl in front of Long Yuan: "Go wash the cooking utensils, everyone else rest where you are, and we will continue to set off in ten minutes!"
Long Yuan felt embarrassed. Mu Yunya cooked, and he washed the dishes. The two of them had almost become their personal cooking team.
Why doesn't Huangfu Zique have to do chores? People offer to cook a meal for him for 100,000 yuan, or wash a dish for him for 100,000 yuan.
Longyuan might not care about 100,000 coins, but every little bit counts. There are plenty of soldiers in the Northern Territory who are short of money, so let's just consider it as making some extra money for them!
Ah! It's good to be rich; even I, the king, can be driven around at will!
Needless to say, Mu Zhen would be happy to cook for them for the rest of his life as long as they paid him more than five figures per meal.
Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.
Meanwhile, Mu Zhen washed off the smell of cooking oil from her body by the water, while Long Yuan diligently washed the pots and pans.
Only Huangfu Zique, the walking bank, was leisurely sitting there with his legs crossed, enjoying the sunset.
Fu Tingyu was a wounded soldier who had saved Mu Zhen's life twice, so it was naturally inappropriate to order him around when he was cooking.
Even the Crown Prince, Emperor Tianhuang, had to search everywhere for fresh ingredients to eat. He hunted wild game in Longyuan. It really was only Huangfu Zique who was on a picnic.
Don't be too carefree!
Huangfu Zique raised an eyebrow.
I have money, but there's nothing I can do about it!
Believe it or not? If he were to offer to take over Long Yuan's job now, Long Yuan wouldn't be happy about it.
It's a matter of mutual consent; no one can blame anyone else!
“Host, I’ve seen something interesting. There’s a lot of human excrement on the road. The amount must have been made by at least five or six people.”
On the winding mountain road, Xiao Jukeng stroked his chin in confusion.
Mu Zhen's face darkened: "Nonsense, do you think they live on air to fill their stomachs?"
"Mu Yunfei is somewhat understandable, but those five people... it shouldn't be like that. Although the Qi Refining Realm doesn't yet meet the requirements for abstaining from grains..."
But when they traveled long distances, they would bring along sustenance pills, so it was impossible for them to produce so much poop.
"Unless it is!" His eyes darted around, and he exclaimed in surprise, "They can't even open the storage bags!"
Emperor Tianhuang had described to the host that the five people all had empty purses hanging from their waists, as if they were carrying nothing at all.
That's definitely a storage bag.
It looks like it's empty, but it's actually full of stuff.
"Storage bags?"
"You could try to get your hands on a mustard seed space with very little time flow."
"That way I won't have to carry so much luggage all the time." He glanced gloatingly at Huangfu Zique, who was covered in packages.
Emperor Tianhuang's mind raced. He tightened his grip on the pistol, feigning nonchalance: "Can we still use something that someone else has used?"
"Of course you can, otherwise why would there be so many tragedies of murder and robbery in the cultivation world..."
Two more days passed, and finally, Little Giant Pit brought everyone some news that was neither good nor bad.
"Ah! Host, stop packing! Mu Yunfei is in the woods twenty miles away. Those five people are still chasing him, and they're only two miles apart. Let's hurry over there!"
Mu Yunfei seems to have used up his teleportation technique, and he appears to be out of bullets as well; he doesn't even have a gun in his hand.
The little giant pit flew from the forest to in front of everyone, shouted in a panic, and then flew away again.
"Ayu, you stay here and watch the luggage. The rest of you, grab your weapons and come with me." Di Tianhuang made a quick decision, grabbed a submachine gun, and took the lead in chasing after the small giant pit.
On the other end, Mu Yunfei grabbed a vine and swung across a river at lightning speed. After tumbling to the ground, he didn't dare to stop for a moment. He got up and began to run forward at top speed as if his life depended on it.
His complexion was rosy and normal, and there were still some food crumbs on the corners of his mouth, indicating that he had just set off.
A week ago, he found a very secluded hiding place here, thinking that those people would leave on their own once they couldn't find him.
Unexpectedly, they preferred to stay there with him rather than leave.
Moreover, just ten minutes earlier, the two women in black had accidentally wandered into his hiding place when they came out to relieve themselves.
Damn it, aren't they cultivators? Why are they so fixated on guns used by mortals?
They stayed there for a week and refused to leave.
Moreover, his gun couldn't hurt them at all; they had a strange magical artifact that made it impossible for him to pull the trigger within three thousand meters.
He chose to keep running east because he lost his compass and heard them say that there were more than just these two groups of people in this place.
Many more people will end up in this forest.
Everyone will head east, because there is a teleportation array leading to the treasure site at the far east end.
Since they were there to search for treasure, Mu Yunfei was afraid of going the wrong way and leading his teammates astray, thus missing out on the treasure.
Then he could only lead Long Yuan and the others eastward as well.
In just a few days, he had used up his teleportation technique more than two hundred times. It wasn't that he hadn't tried to fight them head-on; ten days ago, he had exchanged a punch with one of the women.
His right hand still aches slightly, while the woman is completely unharmed.
Although their martial arts moves were tricky and exquisite, they were not without flaws. What was difficult was that their physical strength was beyond Mu Yunfei's comprehension.
As expected, the Eastern Kingdom within the Five Elements Secret Realm was a backward, low-level world so backward that it could only be forced to be beaten.
Having lived for twenty-one years, when had he ever been hunted down so miserably? If it weren't for his teleportation ability, he probably wouldn't have lasted a day in their hands.
This is the difference between cultivating and not cultivating, like an insurmountable chasm!
Further away, three men and two women were chasing after them closely.
Perhaps the direction the other party fled was exactly the same as where they were going, so even though they had been outmaneuvered for half a month, everyone still looked excited.
They had already lost track of the other targets, but that didn't matter. As long as they caught this person, the other five would show up sooner or later.
They weren't worried at all that the few who escaped would give up on this boy who was even more beautiful than a woman.
The three men were incredibly in sync back then. If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't communicate using their spiritual senses in this place, they would have suspected that the three of them had been communicating through their thoughts all along.
Can mortals communicate through divine consciousness? The answer is no.
Then there's only one possibility: these people have the ability to communicate normally through eye contact and some body language.
Such tacit understanding cannot be cultivated in a day or two; it must be the result of years of fighting together.