The wealth that the mountain bandits robbed was still tied to the horse, and Ning Chen let go of all the horses, leaving only a small white horse, the white horse was still young, and it was difficult to survive after letting go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little white horse was obviously frightened, and stood beside Ning Chen tremblingly, not daring to breathe.

Ning Chen tied the reins of the little white horse to the back of the wheelchair, and he took a step, and the little white horse followed suit.

The little white horse's rations are carried by itself, and Ning Chen's own dry food is also carried by himself, no one affects anyone, they are just partners in the same industry, and there is no other relationship.

He found a lot of things from the thieves and on his horse, in addition to gold and silver, cloth, poison, and ecstasy, and a letter, a letter that had not yet been opened.

Ning Chen's brows furrowed when he looked at the fire paint of the letter, and after reading the contents of the letter, his brows furrowed even more.

Such important news, put on ordinary people, is the letter writer too confident, or too stupid.

Ning Chen believed that it was the latter, because the letter ended up in his hands.

The way to the north will not change because of a letter, Ning Chen still continues to walk north, with the little white horse, his speed is much faster.

The little white horse's rations are not much, it seems that the mountain bandits don't plan to commit crimes outside for long, and he still has some dry food, but it is not clear whether the little white horse will eat him.

After walking for most of the day, the little white horse was obviously much less vigilant against him, and sometimes took the initiative to touch his face with his mouth.

At this time, Ning Chen always pulled the little white horse away, this guy was too unhygienic.

There is always less loneliness on the road with people, and although the little white horse is not human, he is smarter than many people.

It knew that it was likely to follow the humans in front of it in the future, so its attitude towards the latter became more and more intimate.

Ning Chen was very troubled, and he was so angry that he simply untied the reins and let the little white horse fend for himself.

However, the clever little white horse always follows by itself, and when Ning Chen takes a step, it follows.

Who said that the thickest skinned animals in the world are humans, Ning Chen felt that the little white horse's face had surpassed that of most humans.

When there is no way, he can only let the little white horse follow, and the reins are not bolted.

The little white horse also felt that Ning Chen was in an unhappy mood, and he didn't dare to come up again.

As a result, there was a strange scene of this man and horse in the whole wilderness, and no one paid attention to anyone.

The snow began to fall again, and the white feathers in the sky were very beautiful, Ning Chen didn't know, after he just left, three figures appeared outside the barren forest, a man, a woman, and a eunuch, seeing the corpses of mountain bandits all over the ground, he couldn't help frowning.

The three types of men carefully searched the bodies of the thirteen mountain bandits, and immediately shook their heads and said, "The letter has been taken away."

The woman checked the wounds on the mountain bandit's body and said calmly, "The sword wound is the same, it's a person."

"Speed Chase"

The old eunuch glanced at the wheelchair prints and horseshoe prints on the ground, and said in a deep voice.

Unfortunately, after chasing for a short time, the wheelchair marks and horseshoe prints have been re-covered by the freshly fallen snow, and they can no longer find their direction.

"Split Chase"

The old eunuch glanced at the three directions behind him, and immediately made a decision.

The man and woman nodded and chose one direction each, while the old eunuch continued to chase north.

However, on a vast snowy day, it is not easy to talk about being alone, and Ning Chen has no goal in the first place, so he just walks casually.

The north is very big, not ordinarily big, Ning Chen was tired of walking, and after seeing a nearby village, he borrowed it for one night.

In fact, the main reason was that the little white horse didn't want to leave, and bit Ning Chen's sleeve to prevent him from leaving.

Although everything has a spirit, it is indeed a headache for a horse to be so smart.

The old eunuch chased fast, and he also chased off, he didn't expect Ning Chen's footsteps to be tripped by a horse, and he didn't stop.

The village where Ning Chen stayed couldn't be more ordinary, simple, and enthusiasm was the true character of the people in the village.

The family who greeted Ning Chen was a family of three, with an elderly mother and a pair of brothers and sisters who had not yet started a family.

The elder brother is a straightforward man, and the younger sister is a virtuous girl, not beautiful but very delicate.

The Hanzi's hospitality is in stark contrast to the girl's shyness, and after Ning Chen enters the house, the Hanzi calls his sister to cook, while he helps take care of the chores at home.

As a guest, Ning Chen was placed by the man next to the warmest fire in the house, and he was not allowed to interfere in anything.

The father of the two has been bedridden for many years, and he can't even speak, and the family has been supported by the man, which has not only delayed the man's marriage over the years, but even the marriage of the girl has become a problem.

Poor children are in charge of the family early, and it is most appropriate to describe men and girls.

Ning Chen didn't say anything, quietly came to the old man's side, and gently pressed his right hand on the back of the old man's heart, and then a faint silver light lit up, and a trace of true qi was injected into the old man's body along his right hand.

After a while, Ning Chen withdrew his right hand and turned his wheelchair back to the stove.

He did everything he could, the old man had already run out of oil and had come to the end of his life, it was impossible to get better, what he did was to make the old man feel better and less painful.

As for whether he can recover a little, such as saying a word or two, it is not something he can control.

People's birth, old age, sickness and death are difficult to violate in this world, he can't do it, the emperor can't do it, and he can't do it congenitally.

If anyone can do it, it can only be a god, but unfortunately, he has only seen a bull's head and a horse's face, black and white, and has not seen a god.

"Thank you......"

On the bed, the old man trembled and moved his mouth, speaking very softly, and no one except Ning Chen could hear clearly.

Ning Chen grinned and nodded, it was a response, he said, good people will always be rewarded.

After a while, the girl had already finished the meal and served it on the table, Ning Chen turned his wheelchair to the table, his appetite was great, he was already hungry, he ate dry food every day these days, and his mouth was about to wear out.

The meals are very simple, they are all dried vegetables prepared by themselves for the winter, and the girl's craftsmanship is very good, and the aroma of this simple ingredient is also fragrant.

Ning Chen ate very much, he couldn't eat enough, the man's enthusiasm was a little too much, he was embarrassed to refuse, and in the end he couldn't hold it out, so he had to open his mouth to refuse the man's terrifying enthusiasm.

The girl ate very little, it may be that there is a living person, the girl's face has always been red, which makes Ning Chen on the side very unnatural, he has never seen such a shy girl.

The women he met in the past were all relatively tough, for example, Du Chengxue, Lime, Nine Princesses, Xia Miaoyu, forget it, let's eat.

After dinner, Ning Chen naturally couldn't interfere with the dishwashing work, the girl's virtuousness was enough to make the few in front of him die of shame, and he even doubted whether he knew what He Miao looked like.

The little white horse's dinner was still the ration it carried, and Ning Chen had no intention of helping it improve its food, besides, where to find something to help it improve its food on this snowy day.

When it was time to rest in the evening, another trouble arose.

There are only two beds in the house, one large and one small, and on weekdays, the elderly and young girls are crowded into the larger beds, which is also convenient for the young girls to take care of their mothers.

In fact, Ning Chen didn't need to go to bed at all, most of the time he just sat in a wheelchair and closed his eyes to breathe, and his cultivation was also regarded as resting, but the man didn't agree with anything, and insisted on letting Ning Chen go to bed.

Ning Chen had no choice but to obey the arrangement, and the man smiled honestly, and found a few wooden planks at random and put them on two stools to make a simple bed.

The wind was very loud at night, and Ning Chen lay on the bed, quietly listening to the wind outside the house, but there was no sleepiness in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, it's that it's snowing outside again.

The sharp pain in his leg was violent for a while, and Ning Chen was used to it, but it didn't mean that he couldn't feel it.

Suddenly, there was a dog barking outside the village, and the next moment, the dog barking stopped and disappeared.

Under the grass hut not far from the house, the little white horse snorted and snorted, as if to remind someone in the house.

Ning Chen got up, got into a wheelchair, and walked out gently.

Someone came, and it was a warrior.

Ning Chen is not stupid, on the contrary, he is smarter than many people, and he knows that it is the letter in his hand that comes from the person.

After the old eunuch saw Ning Chen in the wheelchair, he was obviously stunned, obviously, he recognized Ning Chen's appearance.

In fact, many people in the palace have seen Ning Chen, at that time, he was a genius, a hero, electricity, light, and the only myth.

Today, he is a cripple who has been hunted down.

The old eunuch was puzzled, in his impression, Ning Chen in front of him should still be in the True Pole Kingdom, how could he appear here.

Ning Chen didn't know the old eunuch, there were so many eunuchs in the palace, how could he know everyone, but he was very familiar with the clothes of this dead eunuch.

This is the clothes of the West Palace, the clothes of each palace in the summer palace are roughly the same, but there are slight differences, he has not been in the palace for a long time, so he naturally understands something.

After the old eunuch chased after him, he didn't find Ning Chen's figure, so he had to return, and after passing through the village, he heard that a young man had entered the village in the evening, and he knew that he had found the right place.

The old eunuch is a master of the six grades of martial arts, much stronger than Ning Chen, not to mention that one is a normal person and the other is disabled.

Oh no, both of them are disabled, but the disability is different.

But in any case, the difference in strength between the two is really not small.

The old eunuch had the intention of killing everyone who had read the letter, so without saying a word, he slapped his palm towards Ning Chen.

Ning Chen raised his knife to block, and suddenly felt a huge force coming, and his body flew upside down with the wheelchair three feet away, knocking over the little white horse's grass shed.

The little white horse was furious, this was where it hid from the snow, and it broke where it slept at night.

The little white horse used both his mouth and hooves to dig Ning Chen out of the haystack, but he saw that the latter vomited out a mouthful of blood, staining a large patch of snow in front of him.

"Go aside, don't get in the way"

Ning Chen pulled away the little white horse, the disabled people fought, what are you doing with a horse.

Even if you help people with disabilities, you shouldn't be a horse.

Ning Chen picked up the wheelchair and immediately sat down, fortunately his hands were not broken, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to get into the wheelchair.

The firewood knife in his hand had been deformed, and it was concave in a big piece, and the old eunuch's right hand was not ordinarily strong, which made Ning Chen disgusted for a long time.

No matter how you fight, you can't fight at all.

He broke the bent wood knife with both hands, and he found that the knife was basically scrapped, and it couldn't be straight anymore.

The old eunuch was originally worried about Ning Chen's next move, however, after one move, he knew the latter's strength.

Four words, vulnerable.

Cultivation is not good, moves are not good, experience is even worse, except for quick reaction, nothing else is good.

Ning Chen didn't know what the old eunuch was thinking, otherwise he would definitely explode in anger.

He felt that the old eunuch was strong, stronger than him.

In fact, the evaluation of the two to each other has shown the gap in the strength of the two sides, one is a martial arts rookie, the other is a veteran of the rivers and lakes, there is really nothing that can be compared.

The wind and snow outside were getting bigger and bigger, and Ning Chen's eyes were getting tighter and tighter, this battle was troublesome......