Chu said that he could reach Ikhkurun from Hetuala in three or four days, but the actual time it took far more than that.They fled day and night, with little rest.The choir is getting stronger and more confident.Abaha is getting weaker and leaning, gritting its teeth.The situation of these two people are expected by themselves, only Zhou Qingfeng is the most special, he is constantly growing.

"How do I feel like you've grown up these days?"On the sixth day of the escape, the three people came out of their respective nests, and Chu Ying expressed doubts about Zhou Qingfeng's head.

"I'm young, and it's normal to grow up."Zhou Qingfeng said bluntly.

“You’re eating more and more these days.”He said, "I think you're growing too fast."

"I'm tired and eating a lot of food naturally."Zhou Qingfeng said.When he got up, he went to collect the horses and learn how to feed the horses, how to load and load the saddle cages, and how to take care of the horses.Because of the trifles, he was the last of the three to sleep, the earliest.But he is not sleepy at all, but he is full of energy at all times.

This point seems to be amazing in Zhu Ying, but Zhou Qingfeng knows that this should be the role of blood, and the blood myelin comes from the mountain ghosts that were killed by Zhou Qingfeng.That kind of monster brain is not very good, but the body is extremely strong, and there is a certain chance of producing blood pulp in its spine.After he took it, he did not feel anything magical, and it was only now that heavy physical labor was completely stimulated.

Zhou Qingfeng felt that he had eaten it in the past two days, and the food was quickly digested into his stomach.In order to balance the uneven diet brought by pure meat, he also specially let Abahai teach him to recognize wild fruits and put all kinds of food into his stomach every day.But no matter how much he eats, his stomach is as dissatisfied as the bottomless pit, either into physical exertion, or to promote his growth and strength.

It is with such a strong body that Zhou Qingfeng has not only not been dragged down, but has become more and more confident in himself.He is a hundred times more spiritual every day, excited, as if he has exhausted strength.In contrast, Abahai, the founding of the state of the princess is getting worse and worse, physical exertion can not keep up.

"Go and raise Abhahel, and the lazy mother-in-law will not go."Zhu Ying looked at Zhou Qingfeng, who had already prepared his own horse, turned over and went straight to the road, "In a quarter of an hour you must follow, or I will have your bitterness to eat."

The wind meal sleeps for several days, even if Zhou Qingfeng guarantees to supplement the salt, Abaha can't keep up.When Zhou Qingfeng went to see her, she found that her high fever did not retreat, and the whole people were confused.

“Can you still hold on?”Zhou Qingfeng helped Abah from the shack and felt that her footsteps were vain and powerless.Abby couldn’t answer, just shook his head slightly.He could only tie Abahe to the back of his horse with a rope, and he rode with a puppet goat to Albahai’s horse.

The reason why I took care of Abahhai was because this woman showed her value to Zhou Qingfeng.In these days, she not only taught Zhou Qingfeng to build a bow and archery, but also taught Zhou Qingfeng to raise horses, identify grass and trees and mountains, and build a shack.

Although the princess of the state of Jiangzhou, although she was herself brooding and jade food, she had never done these chores.But she grew up in a fishing and hunting nation with too many practical experience.Everyone around her is a proud person, a word and a line, every move is different from ordinary people.

Through the "steel" to determine the sound of the horseshoe in the distance, Zhou Qingfeng close to Abahai, secretly from his pocket to find a small bottle.Abaha's lips were cracked and the breath was weak.She felt that her mouth was broken, and what liquid was poured in, she opened her eyes and looked at it, but she only saw that Zhou Qingfeng had hidden the small bottle.She has no power to speak, she can only listen.

After about half an hour, Abaha himself woke up from his horse.She first found herself tied to the horse, and saw the buckwlope holding the reins to look at the woods on the side of the mountain.

For a while, the sound of the agitation in the woods, Zhou Qingfeng, riding a puppet goat, even kept jumping on the trees and stones, and his horse was not running fast but had an amazing bouncing force, and he could jump two or three meters high from the dense bushes.

Zhou Qingfeng also explored a very special set of "goat jumping" action, that is, the use of adjacent trees and stones to make continuous return jump.This kind of jump allows him to move forward quickly in a complex environment that is difficult for ordinary people, regardless of the obstacles on the ground.

"You're going to shoot the pheasant."When Zhou Qingfeng returned, he was carrying a feathered pheasant in his hand.Zhu Ying saw that the pheasant was very unhappy, and he rode away first, leaving Qingfeng and Abahai next week.

Abahe saw that the pheasant had a long arrow on it, but the chicken had two arrow wounds that ran through it.She looked away and asked in a low voice, “Did you shoot?”

Zhou Qingfeng smiled bitterly, “You taught me to build a bow and arrow, and I naturally have to practice every day.”I caught this chicken in my ear.I saw it in front of me, so we both pulled the bow and shot the arrow at the same time, but I was not willing to shoot, but unfortunately I shot the arrow very correctly."

Zhou Qingfeng carried a short bow and a bow arm of birch wood, folded into the simplest style with a fire barbecue.The bow string is made of coarsely rubbed rope, the arrow is used with a very ordinary hardwood pole, with the arrow tail made of bird feathers, the wrench made of the animal bone.There are many details in this, and people who do not understand are not only not good at doing it but also are easily injured.Abahé taught the whole set, even how to bend the bow and shoot the arrow.

"You're learning so fast, no wonder you're not happy."Abaha earned it, though he still felt powerless.She said on horseback: "Leave me off, I feel better physically."What medicine did you give me?It worked so fast, I just fainted and felt like I was going to die."

Zhou Qingfeng fed the antipyretics found in the space-time island, which was particularly good for Abahe.However, he pushed on the herbal medicine and said that he had made some dandelion soup to feed Abhahe."You'll keep lying on your horse, I'm afraid you're in too good, and you'll see something."

"Don't say it, don't say it, don't fool me."For the mystery of Zhou Qingfeng, Abahe was very wise to remain silent, and she continued to maintain her appearance of illness, allowing Zhou Qingfeng to lead her horse reins.

But then Abhahe wanted to pretend to be drowsy, because Zhou Qingfeng rode his puppet goat all the way.He made a quiver of wood and cut seven or eight arrows into it.The birds and beasts on the way suddenly suffered, as long as he was found by the animal, he would shoot an arrow, and then ran on the goat to recover the arrows and prey.

Although Zhou Qingfeng is now ten arrows and nine empty, he can't stand him constantly shooting.On the way to the morning he hunted six or seven wildflowers and hares, although they were not large prey, they could meet the food needs of the day.

Zhou Qingfeng also collected his own rattan weaving two rough tufts hanging on the horses of Abhae, a tuft containing prey, a tuft-filled collection of wild vegetable fruits, full of harvest.

Waiting for the noon break, Chu Ying said to go hunting, the result is Zhou Qingfeng took out the food of the two baskets, saying, "Lord Beller, you can be laid off to rest."

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's basket was actually some chickens and rabbits, and then he was happy and not half tired, and there was no joy in Zhu Ying's face.He asked, “How many arrows did you shoot?”

"I don't know.When my right hand was tired, I changed my left hand to shoot, and my two hands took turns."He shrugged his shoulders, not clear.In fact, he shot at least a hundred arrows, and his tired arms could not be lifted, but he was in a special physique, recovered very quickly, and there was no soreness at all.

He reached for the short bow of Zhou Qingfeng, and one finger was pulled directly to the head.The bow arm bent to the extreme and directly broken the bow, becoming a pile of tattered.Looking at his own careful production was broken, Zhou Qingfeng staggered, and he tried to suppress his anger not only without being happy, but applauded: "Beller, you work hard."

"Your bow is too soft, I'll change it for you."Chu Ying was just cold, leaving the damaged short bow and said, "Since you like to shoot arrows so much, you will be given to you every day to hunt."But I don't eat these little things, I want to eat big guys.Wolf, wild boar, black bear, tiger, you've got to get this for me."

He really threw his horned bow to Zhou Qingfeng, with a pot of heavy arrows.Zhou Qingfeng immediately knew that he was overdressing stupidly, and hurriedly bowed his head to "sincerely" and said, "Yes, I'll go."

The horned bow of the horned bow is a reverse bow, and the bow string pull far exceeds the birch bow created by Zhou Qingfeng.The arrow is not a wooden pole that is cut casually, but an iron broken arm cone.These two things are heavy in the hand, and now Zhou Qingfeng has no ability to use it, and he is even dissatisfied with the string of the cowhide bow.

For the unusual behavior of Zhu Ying, Abaha actually wanted to remind Zhou Qingfeng that although the big Beller brain became a little problem, he was, after all, the eldest son of Nurkhachi.It is useless to play a fool's fool in front of him, and it is not as honest as it is.

But Abahai felt that he should give Zhou Qingfeng a lesson, to suppress his momentum, so that the two people can work together to deal with Zhu Ying.Second, lest he habitually treat others as fools.Some people are too strong to fool around.

The sherway went down, not saying anything.As soon as he left, Chu Ying asked Abhaha, “Your illness is much better, is the boy cured?”

"That boy is a disciple of the great monk of Mingguo, and he learned very complicated things and knows some medical techniques."He took some of the herbs for me, and gave me some herbs, and I was much better."Abhahae is also cheating, but she is half-true and half false, and the means are much more brilliant.

Chu Ying silently said to himself: "That boy learns everything quickly, with good is a general, use it is a bad thing."I've got to keep an eye on him so I don't get stabbed in the back."

Abby is speechless. . .

Zhou Qingfeng, who had left, rode a puppet goat standing 20 or 30 meters away, accepting the sound of dialogue from the wind.He scolded in his heart: "The straw lady, the nameless, these two do not have a fuel-saving lamp."