Seeing that Zhou Chen did not speak, the old man immediately said, "If you can overcome the long river, then I can give you a fast horse and the most beautiful Ling'er in our village as your wife." ”

Zhao Ling listened to the village chief's words, and her face turned red all of a sudden, just like the clothes she was wearing, as red as the early sun.

"Ah, look at the move." Zhao Changhe didn't wait for Zhou Chen to answer, he was like a hungry tiger pounced, and the people around him who rushed up to scare him all got out of the way.

Zhou Chen's body twisted, staggered Zhao Changhe's fist, and then punched out, Zhao Changhe's reaction speed was also very fast, and at the moment Zhou Chen's fist was swung, he took a step back Zhou Chen's fist also fell short, but at this time, he came to Zhou Chen's lower plate with a sweeping leg.

Zhou Chen jumped up to dodge the attack below, and only a bang was heard with a volley punch, and Zhou Chen's fist accurately hit the eye socket of Zhao Changhe, who had just stood up straight.

"Ahh Zhao Changhe screamed, took a few steps back, his left eye suddenly turned black, he blinked his eyes and screamed in his mouth, snatched the axe that was chopping wood in the hand of a man next to him, danced a few times in his hand, and slashed towards Zhou Chen.

This axe carried a fierce wind in the air, Zhou Chen's feet slipped to dodge this split, his left hand stretched out and grabbed Zhao Changfeng's wrist, his right hand sealed Zhao Changhe's left hand, and forcefully put his axe on his knee and fell to the ground with a click, Zhou Chen kicked sideways.

"Click." Zhao Changhe was kicked on the waist by Zhou Chen, and the whole person involuntarily retreated, and then fell heavily onto a shelf with dried fruits and something like that, and those dried fruits and something suddenly flew into the air, and the shelf was also broken in response.

There was silence all around, wasn't it?

"Ah, I'm going to kill you." Zhao Changhe struggled from the ground, yelling and screaming to rush over to find Zhou Chen desperately, but at this time, the old man suddenly lifted the crutches in his hand and slammed it on the ground, and said loudly: "Stop me!" ”

Suddenly, Zhao Changhe stood there with a pale face, the old man shook off those who were supporting him, and came to Zhou Chen with a cane, an old face smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum, and said: "Young man, you are really a powerful traveler, then please come with me." ”

The crowd dispersed, only Zhao Ling led her red horse, followed Zhou Chen and the old man to the deepest part of the village, the more Zhou Chen walked inside, the more he muttered in his heart, you look at the people in this village, all of them are expressionless, and even those people shouted so loudly just now, after the so-called most powerful warrior in his village was repaired, there was no one who even said a word.

Even Zhao Changhe, when he was beaten and his beloved woman was about to follow someone else, he didn't say a word.

The so-called, Taigu Bronze Gate wouldn't be a game world, right? If that's the case, then it's really too terrifying, is this so-called ancient bronze door a deception?

There was a faint neighing of horses in front of me, and I saw that a large group of horses were grazing with their heads down, and the most striking thing was that one of them stood alone in the middle of the white horse, and the horses around seemed to be very afraid of it, and the horses in front of it were the most fodder, and the other horses did not dare to come forward to eat.

"Young man, did you see the snow-white horse?" The old man pointed to the white war horse in the middle that looked unusually good, and said, "That is the best war horse in our village, and it is said that only the strongest people can conquer this divine horse that has never been conquered." ”

"Hehe, then I'll take a look." Zhou Chen smiled, strode into the horse ring, and walked towards the white war horse.

The white horse suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhou Chen with a pair of eyes, and snorted in his mouth, and when the horses around him saw the appearance of the white horse, they all flashed into the corner.

"Herod!" The white horse neighed, and with a heavy kick of hind hooves, it turned into a white cloud and rushed towards Zhou Chen.

"Haha, it's good to come." Zhou Chen laughed and rushed towards the white horse, at this time, the white horse suddenly stood in place, and the two hooves in front of him were suddenly raised high and smashed at Zhou Chen.

"Good horse." Zhou Chen grabbed the horse's hooves with both hands and threw it out to the side, the white horse fell to the ground with a clatter, and then lifted the back two hooves and kicked at Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen took an arrow step, grabbed the horse's tail and pulled it hard, and the whole person jumped up like a bird, and then rolled in the air, landing firmly on the horse's back, his feet clamped the horse's belly, and his hands hugged the horse's neck.

The white horse shook wildly, jumping and wanted to throw Zhou Chen out on his back, but Zhou Chen's body seemed to be stuck to the horse's back, and when the horse was not jumping and shaking, Zhou Chen knocked the horse's stomach and said loudly: "Rack." ”

The white horse began to gallop forward, and when it was less than ten paces away from the horse ring wall, it kicked the whole horse into the air and climbed out of the horse ring wall.

After the horse came out of the circle and carried Zhou Chen around the horse circle for a few laps, he gradually slowed down and came to the front of the old man and Zhao Ling, Zhou Chen turned over and dismounted, laughed and said to the old man, "Thank you." ”

"It's okay, it's okay." The old man waved his hand to Zhou Chen and said, "According to our tradition, tonight is the night of candles in the cave room between you and Ling'er. ”

Belch!

Zhou Chen was stunned, what is this? And Zhao Ling, after hearing the old man's words, was already flushed with shame, turned over her horse, and said Grandpa, the village chief, you are so bad, and the flying dust disappeared in front of him with a whip.

"Young traveler, where are you from?" The old man looked at Zhou Chen with a smile and said, but those eyes were like cats looking at mice.

"I'm coming from outside." Zhou Chen didn't think about it and replied directly.

"Well, come out there, where are you going?" The old man asked.

"I'm going to the mountains." Zhou Chen stroked the white horse's head and replied to the old man's words.

"Big mountain?" The old man was slightly surprised when he heard Zhou Chen's words, and then said to Zhou Chen: "Young man, do you really want to go to the Magic Mountain?" ”

"Magic Mountain?" Zhou Chen asked the old man with a frown.

"Hehe, young man, this magic mountain starts from us, and you can get to that place by riding a fast horse for seven or eight days, but this road is extremely dangerous." When the old man said this, he suddenly stopped speaking, but walked in the direction of the village with a cane on a lonely face.

"What the hell is this!" Zhou Chen scratched his head with his hands, a little confused what this meant? Zhou Chen hurriedly caught up with the old man with his horse and asked, "That, can you tell me about this magic mountain?" ”

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, let's go to dinner first." The old man waved his hand, and took Zhou Chen to the door of a blacksmith shop first, sweating like rain with his bare arms inside, holding a hammer and beating it on the burning red iron bar, and the middle-aged man said, "Take out your saddle." ”

The man who was beating the iron bar heard the voice of the old man at the door, threw the hammer in his hand on the ground, and hurriedly came out to greet the white horse beside Zhou Chen, and exclaimed in surprise: "Could it be that this divine horse has been tamed by you?" ”

"Go, go and get out all the saddle stirrups that have been handed down from your family." The old man waved for the blacksmith to go and get the saddle stirrups.

"Ah, yes, yes, I'll go." The blacksmith turned and ran towards the room as if in a gust of wind, and after hearing the crackling sound of the cabinets coming from the room, the blacksmith was soon holding a vermilion wooden box covered with dust.

"Take a look." As he spoke, the blacksmith threw the box on the ground, and the moment it fell to the ground, it fell apart with a click, and the golden saddle stirrups and bridles rolled out of the rack.

"Well, go press them all." The old man glanced at the saddle and other objects on the ground, nodded and instructed the blacksmith.

"Yes." The blacksmith nodded, put the saddle and other things on the ground on the horse's back one by one, and then slapped his head and rushed into the room, took down an iron knife with animal skin as a scabbard from the wall, handed it to Zhou Chen and said, "It's all yours, now you can leave." ”

Zhou Chen led the horse, holding the knife, feeling that this is just like the equipment that the players in the game gave when they were going to leave the novice village? You see, it's a horse and a sword, it's armor or something.

"Well, now that it's ready, let's go eat." The old man said and led the way in front of him: "After eating, we will start to hold the wedding between you and Ling'er." ”

Zhou Chen originally wanted to say something, but under the old man's gaze, he swallowed the words back, what is this, if this is really designed according to the game, if you refuse, maybe you don't want to know where to find the so-called magic mountain from here.

After chewing something like wax, he was taken to a door with the words Yes, Dragon and Tiger leaped over four big characters that did not know what they meant, and knocked heavily on the door.

"Here we are." An extremely old voice came out of the door, followed by the sound of footsteps, the door was opened in a creaking sound, only to see a person who was older than the old man on crutches appeared at the door, he glanced at the old man on crutches, and after fixing his gaze on Zhou Chen's body, he said: "Young man, it's a pleasure to see you here, please go inside." ”

"Huh?" Zhou Chen was confused again, what does this mean? And why don't you come in, old man? Zhou Chen entered the door with the iron knife made of animal skin scabbard, and found that the room was small and pitiful, with a wooden bed in the innermost place, a bookshelf and a desk on the left, and some living utensils on the right.

"Sit." The old man asked Zhou Chen to sit, but outside the bed in this room, there was only this horse under the old man's buttocks, could you let me sit on the ground?

"No need, I'll just stand up." Zhou Chen thought more and more, is he playing some virtual game? Why do the people here give him a kind of NPC to find when he takes on tasks when playing games?

"Well, if you want to marry my Ling'er, then you must get ten dragon skins before dark, otherwise you won't want to marry my Ling'er." The old man said slowly to Zhou Chen.

"Jiaolong? What is it? Zhou Chen was slightly surprised, could this legendary dragon really exist? Also, if it's really a dragon, you let me kill ten, isn't that the old birthday star drinking arsenic-frost and thinking about longevity?