The feeling of going deep into the fog is indeed not a good one. Especially the slightest bit of coldness wrapped in the mist, which penetrates directly into the meridians, bones and flesh, not to mention the coldness of the whole body, can actually cause several chills in the summer, which shows that the mist is indeed very cool.
Among the three, Shu Yunzhong was the most unhappy.
It turned out that the meridians had been torn apart by Qiu Hu just now. Although Tang Bufeng accidentally fed a jujube-colored medicinal pill into the young man's mouth, he forcibly contained the raging sword energy in his body and restored the meridians to normal. However, if a long nail penetrates three inches into the wood, even if it is pulled out, the mark left behind will still be a mark, not intact as before.
Similar to this principle, even if the damage to the meridians has been healed now, it will not feel any better after being destroyed by the cold air. But since he nodded too much and left immediately, there was no reason to return due to this slight crux. After all, I have been in the world for a long time, and if I always feel sorry for myself for minor injuries and fall into the ears of others, it is quite a loss of status.
Wu Shuang still had to keep vigil for food before leaving, but the master had already made clear arrangements for all kinds of trivial matters in the caravan. Even if the young man was willing to help, it would only be the icing on the cake. Therefore, apart from practicing swordsmanship and moving qi peacefully along the way, there were few other things to be busy with. When he had nothing to do, the young man pondered some of the principles of the line so far, including the sentence above, and often used this sentence to reflect on himself.
So all the hard work, ups and downs and obstacles along the way have faded away a lot for some reason.
Putting all kinds of distracting thoughts behind, Yun Zhong lowered his body, stroking the increasingly shiny mane of this pounded horse with evil intentions, and gritted his teeth. "It seems that after wandering around the city for many days, I didn't starve myself. I lived quite comfortably."
But this bully pouted and snorted. He didn't care about the young man's teasing and joking. Instead, he paced leisurely, swaying every step.
Unexpectedly, the young man kicked his nose and face, and lightly shaved his palm on the horse's back mane. "Recharge your batteries these days. Look at the fat on your body. It's time for you to run some errands, right?" The horse suddenly turned around. He went too far and almost bit the corner of the young man's robe sleeve. Yun Zhong was so shocked that he quickly grabbed the reins and swayed on the horse for a long time before he stabilized his body.
The boy's riding skills are extremely poor. His little ability to control a horse was obtained from Wu Shuang's dictation, and now he is even more stretched. Besides, the horse is not saddled at the moment, and the mane on its back is as smooth as satin. If it really lifts its legs and runs happily, I am afraid that Yun Zhong will be the first to be overwhelmed.
The boy who patted the young man on the back was probably just teasing him and it couldn't be considered serious.
But this guy doesn't care about this. He is very spiritual. From the tone of the young man on his back, you can roughly guess that this is not a kind word. Moreover, although the city is nice, most horses, male and female, will not see it like this. With its colorful coat, most of them are unwilling to play with it for a while longer. If I had to say what was the most comfortable thing in the city, it would be the two cakes and the girl who was not yet a cardamom when taking shelter from the rain.
Thinking of the taste of the pastry, the mixed-haired horse completely let go, no longer caring whether the mean-spirited young man on its back was sitting firmly, and with the strength of its arms and hips, it was like a strong bow leaving the string and heading straight ahead. go. The young man felt his shoulders tilt back, and he followed the silly horse forward. With only half a breath, he seemed to have jumped ten feet away, and his hooves sounded like thunder, falling behind his head in the wind. .
The young man did not expect the current situation. The stubborn temper of this tough guy along the way really caused the young man to suffer a lot, and he rarely obeyed. Now the horse spread its hooves, and the wind blew under its feet. The young man was so frightened that he couldn't help but put his hand on the horse's neck, so that he could barely avoid falling off the horse. The sound of wind and thunder passed by in an instant, but at this moment, the young man discovered that the horse's back mane, which was originally smooth and smooth, could now sit upright and firmly, and no longer had the intention of falling down at any time.
The horse's back is arched, gently sandwiching the young man who is quite new to riding skills. Although it is not tight, it is enough for the young man to sit upright without hindrance. Moreover, the horse's steps are extremely steady, which is different from the bumps in the young man's impression. On the contrary, it is not interesting.
The young man also slowly straightened up his waist from the embarrassed state where he was half-lying on his horse, and ran a long distance in one breath.
The people in the caravan were even more shocked when they saw that the bundle of ropes tied by the three people had the largest number of turns, and was hanging loosely on the ground. But in the blink of an eye, half of the remaining rope bundles were suddenly pulled away from the young man. The arm-thick rope was suddenly untied, and the rope rose into the air like a long dragon, smashing into the sand and causing countless dust. .
"Old man, have you ever seen such a fast horse? With this foot strength, even if it is placed in a military camp, it must be able to easily carry two to three hundred kilograms of armor and walk like flying. It is a good horse." The master's riding skills are also He is still half-baked, but he has seen so many good horses that his eyesight naturally increases day by day. Over the years, his insights have become extremely profound. It was very strange to see the bundle of ropes in the direction of Yunzhong at this moment.
Lao Sanjin's expression became solemn since he hit the rope and kicked up a few handfuls of dust. At this moment, hearing the praise in the master's words, he glanced sideways at the latter, "Good horse? What if you call the gang in the army?" When the nobles hear this, they are not allowed to cut off your fat tongue and soak it in wine. Generally speaking, a good horse can only pull up a rope as thick as its arm. And the longer the journey, the less strength it has, but look at this horse , moving forward for more than a hundred feet, can the rope be loose? What's more, the land here is all fine sand, and it is easy to sink under heavy tread, but the horse shows no sign of decline, and even rows against the current, gaining momentum."
The head of the house tutted, "Is it really as mysterious as you say?"
It was rare to see some hint of inexperience in the master's fat face. Lao Sanjin hummed and said, "According to me, although this horse's color and pattern are extremely poor, I'm afraid the whole Qiling can't pick such a one. Even in the remote land of Dayuan, it is not easy to pick out such an end."
In the blink of an eye, Yun Zhong had already jumped two to three hundred feet, one man and one horse. He was running as fast as he could with the weight on his crotch, and his pace gradually slowed down.
The young man looked around and saw that the surrounding fog was light, and the bright sun had clearly risen. He was thinking about the rope to signal the people in the caravan to come here, so he turned over and dismounted, and gently tugged on the rope that had been pulled straight.
Unexpectedly, just the sound of this tug caused the surrounding fog to surge out of thin air. Behind Yun Zhong, there were countless surging sounds of water, which was so vast that it shook the sky.
The young man in white robe turned around and saw that a portal seemed to have opened between heaven and earth. Inside the door was yellow sand and mist, and outside the door was heavy water pouring down from the sky.
The fog made the overwhelming water vapor become even thinner. Not far away, Han Xi raised his bow with one hand and held the reins with one hand to prevent the horse from being frightened. He also saw the magnificent scenery here, and his face was filled with shock. color.
This portal is like a gate in the sky, with countless cloud patterns and brilliant lights in it. It is resisting the countless heavy water curtains outside, making it impossible to enter even an inch.
In the city lord's mansion, Shen Jie was already exhausted. When he raised his eyes, he saw Nie Changfeng blowing suddenly towards the edge of the futon.
Then, the clear water curtain outside the door retreated towards both sides of the door, as if a smooth path had been carved out by life.
Just like the blue shirt rolled by the wind, holding up thousands of overlapping snow waves.
Just like a yellow dragon ascending the palace, the civil and military officials on both sides lowered their eyebrows.
Eight hundred miles was like a flood, splitting into two in an instant.
Make way for a smooth road to the sky.
