On the winding mountain road, a horse is galloping with all its might, black as ink, but the mane on the neck is as white as snow, and the bridge of the nose is also the same as a clear snow white.

On horseback, a man dressed in black almost attached his entire body to the horse's back, his legs clamped the horse's abdomen, his feet tightly clasped the stirrups, and the left and right stirrups were double.

There is a three-foot Qingfeng on his back, which is like a beast that has been subdued at the moment, and it seems extremely silent, but no one who has seen it dares to despise its might, two clear small seal characters, [Longquan].

Along the way, the HSBC Commercial Bank in Daliang City changed to a horse that had been prepared by Traceless Zhuang and chased the wind! At the beginning of spring this year, the caravan of Wuxian Village bought it at the price of a thousand taels of gold outside the Saiwai, and an ordinary family of three may not be able to spend most of this generation in their lives.

It can be seen how good this horse is, what a miracle horse!

Running so many thousand miles, just because of one thing, the red jade who disappeared a few days ago was secretly rescued by the people of Xiaoshengxian Village, but at this moment it is safely returned to Wuxian Village, and according to the news of Wuxian Village and Qin's domestic line, Luo Wang has been lurking into Qi Country again, and now the motive is unknown.

Between the lightning and flint, his thoughts skimmed over his mind, is the mysterious organization of Qi State a dark line of the net, or is the ally of the mysterious force the assassin group of the net?

A series of questions, lingering in his heart, Yan Hong was always a little restless, so Qi Guo and his party became inevitable, at this moment Ye Wuxian was already on the road, Yan Hong was not at ease when he acted on Hongyu alone, so Hongyu, who was recuperating from his injuries, had to retreat and ask Ye Wuxian to rush thousands of miles to help, and the two agreed to turn around in Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

Today, Yan Hong has just entered the border of Qi State, is rushing towards Songhai with all his might, just after noon, it is still the scorching sun, Yan Hong has not stopped for a moment, the reason why the horse is called the horse, is because its potential can be infinitely improved, the average life span of a horse is thirty to thirty years old, the most suitable age to ride is five to fifteen years old, Yan Hong sat down on the horse of the horse chasing the wind, this year just turned seven years old, it is the time when a horse is gradually moving towards the peak, A strong potential is waiting for Yan Hong, a knight, to develop.

Between the sinks, the horses run with the terrain, between the ups and downs, Yan Hong's body moves with the rhythm of the horse's spine, and throughout the journey, this harmonious rhythm is maintained, galloping for thousands of miles, one person and one horse do not feel great fatigue, this is a good knight and a good horse, and the good effect of mutual cooperation.

The sun was sinking in the west, and another day passed quietly in the hurry.

-- Herod --

With a loud chirp, Yan Hong found a leeward place, took off the package hanging on the horse's back, lit a fire, set up a tent, and made no difference along the way, looking up at the fiery red flowing clouds in the sky, holding a handful of clean water in the mountain stream, not to clean himself, but to clean the horses.

During a long journey, if you rashly wash your face and remove the beard and dust from your face, you will easily be scratched by the oncoming wind, especially if you are running quickly on a horse.

Sitting quietly by the fire, 'meditating' has become Yan Hong's compulsory course every day, every day is the same, an hour, both consolidation and cultivation, but the strange thing is that with Yan Hong's qualifications, he usually only needs a snap of his fingers to enter the realm of complete forgetting of things and self, and concentrate on cultivation, but tonight, it took a stick of incense.

This made Yan Hong very annoyed, it seemed that the moon was approaching the Qi Kingdom, and his mind became more and more chaotic, always feeling that something was going to happen, and he always couldn't calm his mind, but he always couldn't remember the reason, and it seemed that he had neglected an important thing.

An hour passed, a crescent moon, already high in the sky, slowly opened his eyes, and a burst of insects and birds gradually sounded in his ears, a little sound entered the range of his senses, at this moment Yan Hong has completely woken up from the concentration.

There is no in his eyes, the kind of divine light in the past flickered, and the scene of cultivation was refined, but it was still calm and incomparable, and it was extremely profound, and there was no trace of diligence tonight, but it became more and more stable.

The thoughts spread little by little, along the way, the collected information was all gathered in my mind, father, mother, Rong'er, Yue'er, Hongyu, Little Sage Village, all the information, Rong'er and Yue'er, at this moment have returned to Jinghu Medical Village safely, the nine members of the silver fox team also stayed there, Hongyu is recuperating in Wuxian Village, but——――

Father, mother, thinking of these two infinitely warm titles, Yan Hong's heart is like a tearing pain, my father is gone, my mother is also gone, am I... really an orphan?

And Yue'er, she, she is still so young, how can she be an orphan, a girl at this age should be coquettish in her mother's arms, she should laugh beside her father, she should... But all of this has come to naught at this moment, home, has become a luxury word for their brothers and sisters, Gao Tang is not there, both parents died early, this family word, where do they want to start.

Come to think of it, Yue'er must have cried, and cried very sadly, crying for the death of her parents, and at the same time crying for her own weakness, brother and sister are connected, blood is thicker than water, although they have not been together for a long time, but Yan Hong seems to have understood the character of his little sister.

Lively, intelligent, but the same Gao Yue, the exiled princess of Yan Kingdom, strong, persistent, maybe this sister can be regarded as the real strength of her parents, and he, the prince sitting under the stars at the moment, is a superposition of the souls of two lives, wisdom, experience, experience, can no longer be despised with simple words, after all, in this vast universe, not everyone has such a fate, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a drop in the ocean.

Shaking his head, the word [Blood Prison] once again appeared in Yan Hong's mind, what kind of power, what kind of leader, what kind of past, why the forces of the Yimo family, Confucianism, and Wuxian Zhuang were only very little information. What kind of operation can be so secretive, no matter how [Blood Hell], these two words can already enter Yan Hong's bone marrow, hatred, must be cleansed by blood!

Wei Zhuang, senior brother, second brother, why do you want to, why do you do this, the confrontation between Shark Tooth and Mo Mei, Mo Mei was defeated, and it also shattered my home and robbed me of my warmth, do you have to [Longquan] to defeat your [Shark Tooth] to be able to get the answer?

Looking up at the starry sky, a bright meteor crossed by, whispering softly, a sentence from many years ago spread out in this empty mountain forest, "Second brother, will you kill me next time we meet?" ”