After a while, I heard the voices of people gradually, and everyone in the inn got up. After a while, the shopkeeper came over and said: "I have prepared a congratulatory gift last night, and I will ...... it later today" Han Yiming intercepted him and said: "Old man, it's not that I don't know anything, rob your old man's words, why do you have to be at night, I want to leave during the day." Anyway, if they want to follow, let them follow, and I'm not afraid. The shopkeeper smiled: "That is, then I will have lunch and then leave, it is not far, only a few dozen miles away, I prepared a healthy mule, until it was dark, it will be there." Bring more people with you, and they won't dare to embarrass you on the road. ”

Han Yi thanked him for his kindness, seeing that he was busy, he paid attention here, only to see that Qian Ruohua and his party were also living in this inn, probing their brains, but they were not afraid that he would see it. But there are not as many people as yesterday, I think they moved the rescuers, I don't know when their rescuers will come? Han Yiming looked at others again, but he didn't stay at the inn at home. I don't know where they live, and I don't bother to ask.

The shopkeeper really prepared a healthy mule, two of which were covered with red and green congratulatory gifts, and the rest were saddled, and there were a few big men, standing on the side with their chests folded and their bellies, all of them were strong and healthy. After lunch, the shopkeeper sent them out, Han Yiming saw that Qian Ruohua and the others were watching from the side, knowing that as soon as he left, they would follow, so he only thanked the shopkeeper, stepped on the healthy mule, and went with them.

He had always been accustomed to flying with his sword, and he rode less on his mount, but at this time he sat on it, but it was still stable, and several strong men surrounded him, and walked out of the city and headed north. The Pingbomen people followed from afar, and a few people who had followed behind them before also loomed. Han Yiming wanted to find an opportunity to leave, but he couldn't, the healthy mule didn't walk fast, but it was extremely stable, and he wouldn't slow down, and he still had strong feet until the sun set.

Along the way, Han Yiming wanted to leave quietly, but the people who followed him were very attentive, so he couldn't get out. He was followed by the Pinhamens and those who wanted to seek benefits, but the strong men who were with him could not see them. The shopkeeper had a good intention, but although these people were strong, where were the opponents of those wolf-like people behind them? If you really want to make a move, those weak people are absolutely unexpectedly ruthless, so it is better to leave early and let them go safely.

Thinking about it all the way, it was easy to see that it was getting into the afternoon, and the leading man in front stopped moving forward, turned around and said: "It's almost there, let's take a rest here, let the foot strength also rest, and walk in one go before dark." So everyone got off their mules and looked for rest. Han Yiming only felt a pain all over his body, it turned out that riding a mule and horse was so tiring, his whole body ached, much more tired than his sword flying. Neither Edgeworth's flying nor tiptoeing had ever tired him like this, but riding on his feet had exhausted him. Soon after sitting down, seeing that no one was looking, he quietly leaned into the grass behind him.

This group of strong men kept laughing and laughing all the way, quite hearty, but Han Yiming didn't say a word. First, he was not a man of many words, and second, what they said had no resemblance to his experience at all, so there was no need to interject. Listening to their simple happiness, it just feels too far away. It turns out that people who are extremely simple and those who are extremely simple are endlessly happy. Not everyone has to be outstanding, and only when you are outstanding can you be happy.

When he got into the grass, it was when they were laughing and laughing, Han Yiming was light on his hands and feet, and he didn't sit in a pile with them, and they didn't pay attention when he got into the grass. He stepped back, the cat's waist walked away, out of the grass, straightened up, and had already gone to the other side, and he took a big stride and walked forward. But after only walking out for more than ten steps, I heard someone behind me exclaim, and when I looked back, there was a slight spiritual light coming from the place, and there was still a spiritual light coming from this side. He was going to leave the hands of the treasurer, and he didn't want to involve them himself, but when he heard the noise, how could he not go back.

He turned and ran towards the place where the sound came from, but he walked away for a while, and ran back very quickly, and in an instant he was already in front of him. I saw several strong men huddled in a heap, and two mules fell on the ground, with no scars on their bodies, as if they were dead. A few Pingbomen people were surrounding these strong men, and a few people who had followed them all the way were also standing aside. I think they came close and saw that they were gone, and they made it difficult for them. Han Yiming's fingers moved, and the Ming Yuan sword on his back came out of the box, and he swung the sword far away, and the people of Pingbo Gate flew away, and after a sword light, a deep crack appeared on the ground!

Han Yiming didn't mean that he had a sword in his hand, it was so powerful, he looked at the Mingyuan sword, the sunset was like blood, and the Mingyuan sword was also dyed and rendered a little hideous, but no matter how you look at it, this sword doesn't seem to be extremely sharp, but it is so sharp that it is unexpected, Han Yiming watched them run away, and did not pursue, and then glanced at the strong men, all of them had their mouths wide open, dumbfounded, and looked at him as if they were looking at a ghost.

Receiving the Ming Yuan sword, Han Yiming walked in front of the two mules and horses that had fallen to the ground, and the two mules and horses were dead. At first glance, it was known that it was killed by magic, presumably to intimidate these strong men. Seeing that they are physically strong, but when they encounter Pingbo and others, they have no chance to fight back. He wanted to go away, but at this time, he didn't dare to walk away at will, if he walked away by himself here, and the people of Pingbo came to embarrass them again, wouldn't he hurt them?

Several strong men came back to their senses after a moment, and they were all very wary of him. Han Yiming said: "Let's go quickly, they will still come, let's go early to feel at ease." Then the strong men regarded his words as if they were sounds, and immediately set out, first the mules came together, and then brought one to him, and asked him to ride. Where is Han Yiming still willing to ride, he only asked the strong man: "How far is it?" The strong man said: "There are still more than ten miles." Han Yiming said: "You guys ride it, I won't ride anymore." Where is the strong man willing, and he will be pushed again and again, Han Yiming said: "If I don't boast, more than ten miles of land is really nothing to me, let's go, you can ride it, and you can save all the delay." ”

He did not ride on mules and horses, but with light steps, and followed the mule team. Over there, everyone piled up the congratulatory gifts on the two healthy mules, piled them on the back of a healthy mule, thinking that these objects were not sinking, and the mule had doubled the objects, and the feet were still unhurried, and here another strong man rode the vacant healthy mule, until the sun went down, and the moon was on the branches, and he saw a village in front of him from a distance.