Qingyang Pass is located at the junction of Wei and Yan Dynasty, and is an important military pass and commodity and cargo transportation artery of Wei State.

There is a great martial arts sect located in the mountain range not far from Qingyang Pass, that is, the largest sect in the Wei State and one of the five major sects of martial arts, the Qingyang faction.

After many hardships and nights, riding horses day and night, Qingfeng Villa and Mu Ziyi and other people finally arrived at Qingyang Pass, and this is very close to their final destination, Qingguo, which is located in the southwest of Wei, and the place where the two countries meet is only three hundred miles away from Qingyang Pass.

Now there are a large number of martial arts people gathered in Qingyang Pass, and the road ahead needs to be accompanied by a companion, because if you want to reach Qingguo, you need to pass through a dangerous and abnormal place - the wasteland.

Wang Wan has a group of twelve people, but half of them are teenagers with low martial arts, so it is imperative to find a suitable group to join.

"Roar"

Wang Wan was lying on the edge of the inn window, and heard an earth-shattering beast roar in the distance, the sound was like thunder, and it was enough to scare people from such a distance.

"Second sister, what is this thing called. Wang Lin also leaned on the window and asked.

"I don't know, but it's definitely a big guy. ”

"Xiao Wan, do we have to go through the wasteland? When I just went upstairs, I heard people outside say that there are many fierce beasts in the wasteland, and there may even be wild beasts, which is really dangerous. ”

"Definitely not, if we get around somewhere else, it will take two or three months, and we only have a month left. ”

"Hehe, what are you little guys muttering? Wang Qing walked in from outside the door.

"Uncle Qing, we're talking about the terrifying monsters in the wasteland. Sun Xiaomei wrinkled her little nose and said.

"Scary, are you scared?" Li Yanrui said with a sneer.

"Who is scared, stinky Li Yanrui, don't talk nonsense, I'm just worried, worried that I know!" Sun Xiaomei waved her fist angrily, her face flushed with excitement.

Seeing that Sun Xiaomei was about to run away, Wang Qing coughed and said, "Okay, don't make trouble, let's go down to eat." ”

Several people cheered when they heard this, and they ran out in a hurry.

The inn they stayed at this time was too small and there was no place to eat, so they came to the wonton stew stall opposite the inn.

"Little Er!"

A group of people came to Wanfu Building, the largest restaurant in Qingyang Pass, led by a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and black hair, whose eyes were shining, as if there was a flash of thunder and lightning.

"Bring me a nice private room. ”

The second child of Wanfulou is very eye-catching, this group of people is obviously not ordinary people. Behind the middle-aged man stood a girl and a teenager, the two of them had delicate faces like porcelain dolls, and their clothes were gorgeous and smooth, like fairies, which made people yearn for it, but the cold look on their faces froze the gaze of the visitor.

The middle-aged man glanced around, and the people around him felt as if they were being pressed by a big stone, and everyone was immediately silent, and everyone watched them enter the private room, and there was no sound in the entire lobby.

"Whew, finally gone. A young man exhaled quietly.

"Hey, man, what's the origin of this guy?" The person next to him was also taken aback by the momentum just now.

"Shhhh ”

"They are the people of the Changlian Sect, one of the five major sects, the Changlian Sect is the head of the five major sects, and the disciples in the sect are multiplied by geniuses, I am afraid that the next super sect will be them. ”

"Humph!"

The two who spoke felt that they were pressed down by a coercion like a mountain, and the two of them were like two ants, and they were overwhelmed.

A group of people walked into Wanfu Building, led by a middle-aged man with a face like a disc, his eyes were wide open, and he glanced at the trembling two people contemptuously, and then withdrew the coercion against these two people.

The middle-aged man was followed by a young man in green clothes, with sideburns like a knife, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a face like a crown of jade, and a heroic posture.

Xiao Er, who can run the hall in Wanfu Building, is not a fool, and Xiao Er is very eye-catching to bring these people to a private room in different directions to keep up with the gang.

After the group entered the private room, the two of them who had just talked to each other felt alive.

"It's terrifying!" said one of them, wiping the cold sweat from his head.

"Don't say it, be careful and be heard by the people of Qingcheng Mountain again, let's go quickly, the sects of the Changmu Kingdom have been fighting for more than a day or two, both sides are big sects, and none of us can afford to mess with them!" The other person had a white face, didn't care if he finished eating, and hurriedly beckoned Xiao Er to settle the bill and leave.

In the past few days, several giants in the martial arts have gathered in Qingyang Pass, in addition to the refining tower of Qingguo, the other two of the three super sects, the five major martial arts sects, in this Qingyang Pass, with themselves as the center, each gathered a group of martial arts people, in order to cross the wasteland and hug together.

Of course, there are people like Wang Wan and others, who have not joined the big camp of these big names, they are scattered all over the market, or they hold each other together, or they go their own way, and they are a force to be reckoned with in the martial arts.

Wang Wan and the others are a piece of chicken ribs in the eyes of these people, it is good to have three martial arts sects in it, but the rest is not enough, five intermediate martial artists, three junior martial artists, and one is regarded as a "drag oil bottle" Zi Xunfeng who does not know martial arts, which is really embarrassing to think about.

Wang Qing talked to the surrounding teams, but none of them were willing to accept them, and at the end of this day, several people who were disgusted were about to wonder if they were wastes.

"Uncle Qing, if it really doesn't work, we will go by ourselves, and the province will be controlled by others if we follow others. "Mu Ziyi, as the eldest son of Mujiabao, the first person of the new generation of the Yan Dynasty, has really never received this kind of treatment. He has always been sought after by others, and no force has ever disliked him so much, and he has almost suffered the white eyes of this life today.

Wang Qing shook his head and said, "Don't be impulsive, we don't have a roadmap to enter the wasteland, everything must be considered in the long run." ”

"Uncle Qing, we might as well follow the Qingyang faction, they have lived here for so many years, they must have already figured out the route in the wasteland. Wang Lin scratched his head and said.

"Silly boy, do you think that the Damen faction is so easy to follow behind him? Since you don't hug their thighs, you still want to get benefits, where is it beautiful!" Zi Xunfeng knocked Wang Lin's head out of tune, causing him to blow up his hair directly.

"Zi Gongzi is right, if you don't want to take refuge in the Damen faction, it's better not to take advantage of this. Wang Qing nodded in agreement.

"Then what should we do now? I heard that several sects will leave tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and if we don't settle down, it will be too late. Wang Wan said with a sad face.

"No hurry, wait. Wang Qing sighed and silently looked at the crowded streets outside the window.

"What the hell is Uncle Qing waiting for?" Wang Lin followed Wang Wan boredly, wandering aimlessly on the street.

Wang Wan ignored him, she saw a group of people gathered in front of her and didn't know what they were doing.

"Get out of the way for me!" Wang Wan leaned over and heard a coquettish scolding.

"Oh, little beauty, I'm so shy so soon, I haven't seen enough yet, young master, or you follow me back to the inn, let's have a good time." ”

"You! shameless!"

"Oh, I'm angry, I'm angry, tsk, a beauty is a beauty, even the angry look looks good, young master, I like it!"

Wang Wan squeezed into the crowd, and saw a young man with oily hair and a pink face, and obscene eyes were stopping a delicate girl in green clothes, the girl was angry, and a long whip was pinned to her waist, and she was so angry that she pulled out the whip like the disciple who threw it over.

"Huh"

The girl's whipping technique is quite good, and there is a staggered sound of wind and thunder between the shakes, hitting the bluestone ground and rubbing a spark.

This young man doesn't look like a hooligan, his martial arts are not low, he is agile, he moves and dodges in the endless whip shadow of the girl, effortlessly, he dodges and laughs while laughing: "Murder your husband, murder your husband!"

The girl in Tsing Yi gritted her teeth in anger, "You are shameless!" Although she was crazy with anger in her mouth, her hands danced in a very orderly manner.

The two struggled for a long time, and suddenly the girl in Tsing Yi made a false move, the oil-headed boy didn't react, and was wrapped around his waist by the oncoming whip, and the girl's arm was pulled suddenly, lifting him in the air and then falling to the ground.

"Oops, it hurts me!" the oil-headed boy grinned as he was smashed.

"Humph!"

The girl had a cold face, and did not stop, and whipped down on the head, this whip was extremely powerful, if it really hit, it had to be peeled open.

"Huh"

The menacing whip was grabbed by a middle-aged man, "Hmph! You are so vicious at such a young age, what sect and sect are you, is this how the master of the sect taught you?"

"Second uncle, don't be so fierce, I'm playing with this girl. The oil-headed boy said with a hippie smile.

"Hmph, Mu Zixu, shut up for me, and go back to settle accounts with you!"

"Let go, you are in the same group as this disciple, shameless, is it interesting to bully juniors?" said the girl in Tsing Yi unceremoniously.

As soon as the middle-aged man heard it, he knew that it was his nephew who was causing the trouble, but this girl spoke too politely, and he couldn't get off the stage for a while.

"Qing'er, what's going on?" a middle-aged woman walked in from the crowd.

"Master, you can make decisions for your apprentices. The girl in Tsing Yi saw the woman and hurriedly ran over.

The woman had a straight face, although there were some traces of time, she could still see that she should be a beautiful woman when she was young, "Oh, it turned out to be Mu Erxia of Mujiabao, Mu Erxia is a dignified hero of the generation, do you have any advice on the apprentice who stopped me on the street?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, the little nephew is offended, but he has no malicious intentions, and he asks Master Jin not to care. The middle-aged man saw that the person who came was actually the head of the Chengshan faction, and glared at his nephew with a headache, this woman is not simple, who is not good to provoke her.