At this time, it knew what kind of strength Qin Hao was hiding. If Qin Hao used such a strange move to deal with it at the beginning, I am afraid that the two sides would not be able to make three moves.

Sitting by the water and muttering for a long time, Qin Hao finally asked in a low voice: "Have you ever gone down to this river?" ”

"Ghosts dare to go down." The black-veined clouded leopard took two steps back with palpitations and said, "I once saw a Sky Swallowing Python at the peak of the Blood Realm trying to cross the river, and within a few breaths, it became a floating white bone ......."

"Sure enough......" Hearing this, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel a slight sinking in his heart. He could see from the map that the river was thirty miles wide, and it would take at least half an hour to swim through, but the demonic beasts contained in it were still unknown.

Seeing this, Qin Hao couldn't help but be a little puzzled. Since they couldn't cross the water, how did those caravans get through......

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves on a string of grass behind him. Qin Hao hurriedly turned around to look, and saw a pair of neat lion camels dragging a long chariot and walking forward.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Qin Hao's face. Then he threw a Nourishing Yuan Fruit from his back basket to the black-veined clouded leopard, and said, "This is your reward, we are destined to meet again......

Glancing at Qin Hao meaningfully, the black-veined clouded leopard disappeared into the depths of the dense forest with the Yang Yuan Fruit in his mouth......

Seeing that the black-veined clouded leopard was walking away, Qin Hao waved his hand to the chariot in the distance, and shouted loudly: "In Xia Qin Hao, I want to see Mr. Mo Wenbiao of the caravan." ”

The reason why he shouted like this was because Qin Hao saw a big flag hanging in front of the caravan. On the flag is a steel fork with a silver ingot, which is the symbol of Mo Wenbiao's caravan.

In front of the taxi, there was an old man holding a knife in his arms. This person has lean skin and tight flesh, and a short shirt shows off his muscles, which can be seen to be very capable.

Hearing Qin Hao's shout, he opened his eyes in an instant, his gaze swept over Qin Hao like electricity, and said coldly: "Who are you!" ”

Quietly running the Golden Light Divine Mantra, Qin Hao sensed that the old man was at the peak of the Blood Realm. But I don't know why, Qin Hao always feels that the old man has put inexplicable pressure on him, and this pressure even exceeds that of the black-veined clouded leopard.

"In Xia Qin Hao, it is Mr. Mo's old acquaintance." Qin Hao arched his hand and said politely.

As he spoke, a middle-aged man with a beard emerged from the inconspicuous carriage in the back. The man was Mo Wenbiao, and when he saw Qin Hao, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Little brother Qin Hao has good skills, and he can trek to this point alone. ”

Qin Hao said without beating around the bush: "I want to ask Mr. Mo to help me cross the river." ”

"Nope." Mo Wenbiao said in a slightly cold tone: "Little brother Qin Hao, although it is a matter of effort to help you cross the river, my caravan does not want to get involved with you, I hope you can understand." ”

As he spoke, the Mo family caravan was already preparing to start crossing the river. I saw three or five big men carefully take out a few metal-shaped brackets from the carriage, and the brackets were slowly spliced into the shape of a boat, which looked very strange.

I saw more than a dozen people forming a cumbersome formation into the boat, and pressing a low-grade Yuan Spirit Stone, the boat suddenly enlarged in the wind, turning into a giant ship twenty zhang long, slowly suspended in mid-air.

Qin Hao couldn't help but be shocked, this kind of flying boat should be an existence similar to a magic guide. And the process of making the magic guide is extremely cumbersome, and this boat alone is worth twenty lower-grade Yuan Spirit Stones.

This was the last chance to cross the river safely, and Qin Hao fought again and said, "Mr. Mo really doesn't think about it anymore, I can pay enough price!" ”

It's a pity, Mo Wenbiao shook his head helplessly, and said, "Little brother Qin Hao, don't embarrass me anymore. With that, he drove his llamander into the boat.

Helpless, Qin Hao could only watch as the boat loaded all the griffin beasts and slowly rose into the air and flew into the waters of the Huai River for thirty miles......

I can't help it, I still have to rely on myself. Qin Hao originally wanted to catch a flying bird and demonic beast as a mount, but with his current ability, he could exhaust his spiritual power at most to make himself rise by about 100 zhang, and he couldn't even reach a bird's feather.

In this case, there are only some risky ways to do it. At the waterside of the Huai River, the vegetation is taller and more lush, and there are giant trees that are hundreds of feet high. Qin Hao wondered if he could glide across the water from a high altitude like a bat.

There are pros and cons to doing so, and if it goes well, you should be able to cross the thirty-mile river. But if a sudden wind blows, or some other factor causes it to fall to the surface, it will face a terrifying monster.

Now there is no other way, Qin Hao sharpened the iron and wood branches, and made a huge kite with the inner skin of the hunted crocodile. After doing this, the sky was completely overcast.

There was no wind in the quiet night, and it was just the time for Qin Hao to move. He climbed the ancient tree like an ape, and within a moment he stumbled to the top of the tree.

Sitting on the branches, Qin Hao could take in the landscape and the vast water surface. Thinking that he was about to appear above this water surface next, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

Without turning back from the bow, Qin Hao made up his mind, so he straightened his body and clinged to the animal skin paraglider, and flew into the moonlit sky with a light jump.

At first, he was a little worried, but when Qin Hao really integrated into this moonlit sky, he felt empty in his heart. There is only the sky and water in the eye, and the endless star-like images merge into the pitch-black water, rippling out a little bit of white.

Under Qin Hao's subtle control, the paraglider kept flying at a certain speed, although it was a little slow, but it was safe......

It was an extraordinarily long night, and most of the night had passed since I grabbed the paraglider. Seeing that the eastern sky was faintly white, Qin Hao finally saw the other side of the Huai River clearly with that light.

The imaginary difficulties did not appear, and another half an hour passed, and Qin Hao landed safely in the forest opposite the Huai River.

The most difficult level had finally passed, and Qin Hao moved his stiff arms and legs, breathing a heavy sigh of relief. The rest of the journey is much simpler, just walk down the high ridge and a few miles up the mountain road to the boundary of Ansan.

Presumably, the Mo family caravan riding the magic guide may have arrived at the boundary of Ansan County a long time ago...... Thinking of this, Qin Hao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

However, from this point of view, the matter about himself has spread throughout the entire continent, and the thirteen counties of the Southern Regions should know about it. It's just that there's no way to guess what their attitude towards themselves will be......