Time is ruthless and will always leave you inadvertently. It's unclear, the way is unclear. When you discover it, it is gone forever, no different from flowing water, without any fixed form, but it does exist.
"What are you talking about? They haven't come out from the Qingsong Mountains yet?" One person was wearing a blood-red cloak, and his head was also covered in blood-red. Even his shoes were blood-red. Except for two strands of white hair hanging down between his temples, the whole person was covered in blood-red. surrounded.
"Yes. Lord Xuehan." One person answered tremblingly, his tone even a little nervous, and he knelt on one knee respectfully under the blood-red cloak. Behind the two men were cavalry of nearly two hundred people. Everyone is riding a war horse, full of murderous intent, and the evil spirit is hovering in the sky.
The war harness is a uniform Xunfeng horse, with a dark red shield on the horse's head, which contrasts with the blood red in front, making it even more weird.
On top of the war horse, there is a uniform silver armor, with no flesh and blood visible, only two eyes looking at the blood-red cloak in front of them.
"Unexpectedly, after almost ten years, Yangjia Village already has such strength." The man in red, known as Lord Xuehan, murmured to himself.
"Lord Xuehan, how capable can a poor place like Yangjiacun be?" The man kneeling on the ground seemed unable to believe what Lord Xuehan said.
"Qingying, you are so presumptuous." After hearing the man's reply, Master Xuehan was angry and very dissatisfied with Qingying's doubts in his mouth, "However, what you said is not unreasonable."
Qingying heard that Master Xuehan was angry, and his heart tightened. Then he heard Master Xuehan's last words, and felt relieved again, saying: "Perhaps, they have been buried in the belly of the ferocious beast."
"That's better and saves trouble." Master Xuehan stared at the Qingsong Mountains in front of him, as if he wanted to see through this huge mountain. After that, he waved his hand and motioned for everyone to enter the mountain.
"Soushan." Qingying immediately understood what Master Xuehan meant. After all, Xuehan's reputation was not unfounded in the jurisdiction of the Qushan tribe. The silver-blooded cavalry led by him are even more famous in the Qushan tribe, especially for their cold-bloodedness. The tragedy in Yangjiacun that year was caused by the silver-blooded cavalry. Within the Qushan Tribe's jurisdiction, the silver-blooded cavalry was responsible for all disobedient villages or tribes, and Xuehan's reputation for being cold-blooded and murderous was even more frightening.
It is precisely because of the existence of this iron cavalry that it demonstrates the iron-blooded rule of the Qushan tribe in the area under its jurisdiction. The silver-blooded cavalry are all equipped with Xunfeng horses. It is precisely because of the Xunfeng horses that the silver-blooded cavalry comes like wind and goes like lightning. The villages and tribes in the western border of Liuyun Kingdom were all frightened by what they heard.
"Yes." The answer was clear and resounding. There was no noise, and the two hundred people shouted in unison.
Then a burst of smoke and dust rose up, heading towards the Qingsong Mountains.
"I hope this Yangjia Village will not disappoint me." Master Xuehan stared at the Qingsong Mountains without stopping for a moment.
"Hmph, this Yangjiacun is really overly ambitious. In this western border, it dares to challenge the majesty of our Qushan tribe. It's really a shame." Qingying stood up and stood behind Xuehan, with a cruel smile on his face. .
"It's good, with such a great leader. My blood knife hasn't drank human blood for a long time." Xue Han stared at the Qingsong Mountains with a sinister and cruel smile on his face.
"If you want to be the first, you have to see if they have the strength." Qingying followed Xuehan's words and said.
The silver-blooded cavalry passed by, causing bursts of smoke and dust, but there was no life anywhere they passed. Soon we arrived at the activity area of the first-order ferocious beasts.
"I didn't expect that the people in Yangjia Village are quite capable." Xue Han came to the place where Yang Shengfeng and the others were hunting Xunfeng horses. He looked at the remnants on the ground and quickly deduced what happened based on the remnants.
"Enter the mountain." Xue Han ordered. The silver-blooded cavalry drove forward.
There was no fear of the activity area of this level of ferocious beasts, and even everyone's eyes were full of contempt, as if for them, the first level of ferocious beasts obviously disdained them.
"Yang Ning, you finally woke up."
Yang Ning coughed twice, stood up slowly, looked around, with a confused look on his face, "How long have I been unconscious?"
"Yang Ning, I found that you can really sleep. It was the same last time and this time too." Yang Zhen said with a mocking look on his face, "Do you know that you were unconscious this time for a whole day and night."
"One day and one night?" Yang Ning also looked confused. With the faint pain in his chest, Yang Ning recalled the last scene at that time. He punched himself and resisted the attack of the eight-armed ape, then jumped out of the dust and lost consciousness. But the last attack brought him into the legendary realm of mountains beyond mountains. But then I didn’t realize it.
Yang Ning shook his head and returned to his thoughts.
"Yang Ning, how are you feeling now?" Yang Yingfeng asked when Yang Ning woke up.
"Fortunately, I just have a dull pain in my chest." Yang Ning replied.
"That's good." Yang Yingfeng looked at Yang Ning's face and found no discomfort.
"We have met up with the others and will be preparing to return soon. We were originally going to carry you back, but now that you have woken up, can you try to walk?" Yang Qingjue also looked concerned. Regarding Yang that night Ning was able to escape from the attack of the eight-armed monkey, and Yixin admired him. Although they didn't know what exactly happened, they were glad that Yang Ning was able to escape.
"I'll give it a try." Yang Ning stood up, walked out of the tent, tried to walk, and found that there was no serious problem, "I'm okay." Yang Ning also knew that if he was carried back all the way, it would be a kind of disaster to everyone. It's not a small burden, and Yang Ning doesn't want to slow down the return trip of their group because of his own reasons.
"Yes." Yang Yingfeng was overjoyed to see that Yang Ning was able to move. After all, they wanted to rush back to Yangjia Village in the dark, and their journey would definitely not be slow. If Yang Ning could not move, it would undoubtedly slow down their journey a lot, " While the others clean up, Yang Ning, you can rest for a while."
Yang Ning was not polite at all and watched everyone pack their luggage.
Yang Ning and his party had no idea what was happening at the foot of the mountain. Yang Shengfeng's face was a little heavy, "I tried my best to avoid them, but I didn't expect them to come anyway." Yang Shengfeng stared at the place not far down the mountain. When he saw the bursts of smoke and dust, he sighed in his heart.
