Chapter Thirty-Eight: Fly Away

"Are you willing to be an ordinary person?" Chen Hao said in a low voice, "Think about it, you don't have outstanding talent, and you don't have an outstanding family background, I'm afraid you will stop at the Qi Condensation Realm in this life!"

Seeing that Zhao Sankun didn't answer, Chen Hao continued: "The girl named Xu Mengxue you like is very good or beautiful compared to her......, right? Maybe you don't have a concept yet, I can only tell you that in the entire Iron and Stone City, in the past half a month, tens of thousands of people have died, including the top forces of the three major families and two gangs, and you can be spared and not become a corpse, that is your luck!"

"But do you like this kind of luck? you're just ants who were accidentally let go by Xiao Fu!"

"Only the strong can control their own destiny and the destiny of others!" Chen Hao said bewildermently, "As long as you become a strong person, you can protect your family and make them live a happier life, as long as you become a strong person, what Xu Mengxue, Zhang Mengxue, Li Mengxue, ten or eight are completely fine, people will cry and shout and beg you to marry them!"

"But ......"

Zhao Sankun was still hesitating.

"It's nothing good, but, I order you now, get out of the city immediately and leave here, or you will die now!" Chen Hao lost his patience, he didn't want to be so verbose anymore, God can see, as the first sword master to talk to him, he has already been very good to Zhao Sankun, "Die immediately when you go home, I will continue to help you when you escape from the city, you choose one!"

Zhao Sankun's face turned pale: "I ......"

"Option 1: Die immediately when you go home, just when you return to your roots;Option 2: Escape from Ironstone City, go away and fly high, and then become an innate warrior and come back in a beautiful way...... You have to make a choice right away, I'll count three, and if you don't speak, I'll let you choose to die 3, 2......"

"I don't want to die!"

Zhao Sankun shouted loudly.

Several passers-by looked at Zhao Sankun with strange eyes.

It's like looking at a neuropathy.

"Wise choice!" Chen Hao encouraged, "Then what are you waiting for, run towards the nearest city gate!"

"Alright, Lord Crimson!"

Zhao Sankun ran desperately, passing countless shops and houses on both sides.

As he ran, his eyes began to sour.

After running for more than ten minutes, he ran out of the city gate.

He glanced back at the city gates, tears welling up in his eyes.

Chen Hao said in the sword: "Boy, the road is your choice, and you have to finish it on your knees, you can't complain about me!"

Zhao Sankun lowered his head and didn't speak, just desperately hurried.

To be honest, he regretted it a little in his heart!

Chen Hao reminded: "Take the small road, stupid, don't take the avenue!"

This walk, I walked for a long time.

Zhao Sankun stopped, sat on a stone, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and gasped for breath.

They are all mountain roads and paths, and he hurried at the expense of his physical strength under Chen Hao's urging, which was very physically exhausting, thirsty, tired and hungry!

"Alright, let's go get something to eat!"

No matter how bad Zhao Sankun is, he is also a martial artist, and soon he caught a fat rabbit.

Seeing him staring at the rabbit in a daze, Chen Hao asked, "What are you still doing in a daze, have you made it ready to eat!"

"How to eat?"

Chen Hao said as a matter of course: "Of course it's baked and eaten!"

"But I didn't bring flint!"

"Drill wood to make fire!"

Zhao Sankun asked, "How to drill?"

Chen Hao reacted at this time, the other party was a novice who survived in the wild.

He was so angry that he really wanted Zhao Sankun to fend for himself!

Drilling wood to make fire, if it rests on the earth, inexperienced ordinary people want to drill out of fire, it is really not easy, but put it here, it is not difficult.

Zhao Sankun is also a martial artist no matter how he says it, and under Chen Hao's teaching, it took him a few minutes to really make him successful.

But even if he made a fire, the meat was miserable.

Half burnt, the other half half undercooked.

He had to eat it as he could.

"When you're full, get on your way. ”

"Lord Red Blood, I've been running for so long, no one should chase after me!"

Zhao Sankun was so tired that he didn't want to move.

"Do you want me to command you?"

Zhao Sankun reluctantly ran for half an hour, and suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Chen Hao asked.

Zhao Sankun said distressedly: "I don't know which direction to go. ”

"You...... Lost?" asked Chen Hao tentatively.

"Yes, I've never been out of Ironstone before. Zhao Sankun looked at the dense forest and said, "Lord Red Blood, do you know which direction to go?"

Chen Hao in the sword was silent.

Can he say that he doesn't know either?

Of course not!

Red-blooded adults also want to save face from time to time!

Lord Red Blood can do anything!

He recalled the knowledge he had learned in books and said slowly: "If you get lost in the wild, you must first be calm, ensure that your thinking and actions are not chaotic, discern the direction through your own knowledge or experience, carefully observe the surrounding environment, or use some auxiliary tools to find the right direction." ”

"What kind of knowledge and experience!" Zhao Sankun had a feeling of confusion.

"It's daytime, there's no way to tell the direction by the stars, the sun is overhead, there's no way, it's surrounded by dense forests, and the branches are not good-looking, so you can cut down a tree and observe the growth rings. ”

Zhao Sankun was curious: "What do you think?"

"Don't talk nonsense, cut down the tree first!"

In three or two strokes, Zhao Sankun cut down a big tree.

Chen Hao taught: "The circle on the stump is called the annual ring, the annual ring is always wide in the south and narrow in the north, now you know where is the south and where is the north, right?"

"Oh, Lord Red Blood is so powerful!"

Chen Hao said proudly: "That's it, you're a rookie, I've seen more dead people than you've seen living people, let's go!"

"But which way shall I go?"

"......" Chen Hao really wanted to slap him to death, but he didn't slap him!

"Go south!"

"Okay, I got it!"

Is it the south side?

In fact, Chen Hao didn't know very well.

Along the way, he didn't pay attention to the direction, let alone know where Ironstone City was.

But it's better to run in one direction than to wait for death!

Rushing is always dull, especially running for your life.

Chen Hao wanted to speak several times, but seeing Zhao Sankun's sweaty appearance, he could only endure his temperament and hold back his words.

After walking for more than an hour, Chen Hao suddenly felt three cold murderous auras nearby.

He hurriedly shouted, "Stop!"

"What's wrong, Lord Red Blood?" Zhao Sankun stopped and asked in a low voice.

"Someone is nearby, it's likely to be bad for you!"

"Is it amazing?" Zhao Sankun looked around nervously, his face turned pale, and he held the long sword deadly.

As soon as Chen Hao's words fell, he heard someone laugh and say, "Big brother, we seem to have been discovered!"

"It should be, it must be that the third child's feet are too heavy!"

Then a third voice retorted, "I've been paying attention to what I'm doing, but I've found out that this is a cyclone garbage, do we need to be so careful?"

"You can't say that, you don't know how strong that Fu madman is, that sword is too evil, I heard that the three major families in Iron and Stone City are gone!"

"However, I'm curious, why did he come back when he had escaped from Ironstone...... It just happened to bump into us!"

"Probably lost, right?"

"Haha......"

"Haha...... It's really possible, if that's the case, I'll laugh to death!"

“......”

Zhao Sankun turned his gaze to the long sword in his hand.

Chen Hao looks at the nose, the nose looks at the mouth, and the mouth looks at the heart.

emmmm...... He is now dead and can't speak.