Chapter Seventy-Three: GPS Really Matters

On the mountain peak, the water-colored skylight, the white clouds are faint, and the birds are dotted, just like a natural ink freehand painting.

Yang An took the bamboo dragonfly and followed the flock of birds to fly in the sky, and his face did not look so good.

"System, how far is it from the Qin State?"

"Report to the host, there are still more than seven thousand kilometers away from the Qin State, and at the current speed, you can reach it in another twenty hours."

Yang An simply wanted to throw this system back into the furnace and reforge it, if he could.

After resting for a few days, the system reported to Yang An that a new plane had been detected, and that plane was still the plane of the Earth Mythology TV series.

Yang An was excited when he heard the news, the elixir of life! The value of this is simply irresistible, now there are many people from many planes in the Ten Thousand Realms Pavilion to trade every day, but the goods traded are still nothing beyond common sense, if you get the elixir, the Ten Thousand Realms Pavilion will temporarily have the treasure of the town store.

However, I don't know if the system is old and in disrepair, and it actually teleported Yang An to the South Pole of the mythical plane. This good guy, when he first came in, he almost didn't freeze Yang An to death, if it weren't for Yang An's fact that he is also a first-order master now, the cold and heat will not invade, and the temperature of minus dozens of degrees in Antarctica is estimated to freeze him.

So after Yang An identified the direction, he hurried back day and night, and it took some effort.

"Damn! What is this? ”

Yang An, who was flying in the air, suddenly felt a little more slimy on his head, and looked up to see a group of flying birds lining up to fly overhead.

Then white objects fell to the ground like rain.

"Bird poop!"

Yang An, who couldn't dodge, was still drenched, and feeling the smell on his body, Yang An frowned.

Seeing that he had already flown to the territory of the Qin State, and there was a river below, Yang An prepared to wash himself in the river.

But before Yang An finished washing his hair, he heard the noise and fighting of a large number of people moving in the distance, and the latter suddenly frowned slightly, and looked at the direction from which the sound came from with solemn eyes.

A large group of men and horses dressed in the costumes of Qin Dynasty soldiers were chasing the three men in front of them with swords, and after a while, the three of them were surrounded by these soldiers.

Seeing that it was the official forces of the Qin Dynasty who arrested people, Yang An suddenly lost any interest, after all, the government still represents the justice of most people, so let's wash our own heads, and hurry to Xianyang after washing.

However, when Yang An finished washing his hair, he found that the three people were still fighting with these soldiers, which couldn't help but surprise Yang An.

You must know that Yang An washed his hair and talked for more than ten minutes, and these three people were able to hold on to the siege of so many soldiers, it can be said that their martial arts are superb, which makes Yang An a little interested.

When Yang An walked in, he heard a shout from the crowd, "Don't be afraid, he Xiang Yu is alone, so many of us are tired and tired to death, and if we catch a lot of rewards, we will be dealt with by military law if we retreat!" ”

"Xiang Yu? It can't be such a coincidence! ”

Yang An's eyes flickered as he looked at the three people who were trapped in front of him, one of them was mature and sophisticated, and he had the demeanor of a strategist, he must be Xiang Liang; The one in the middle is magnificent, mighty and extraordinary is Xiang Yu; Yang An turned his gaze to the handsome young man with a panicked expression on the side, it must be this protagonist, Yi Xiaochuan who crossed over.

"What people!"

Of course, Yang An walked over and was discovered by everyone, and the soldiers of the Qin army immediately pointed their swords at him.

"The government is doing business, and the idle people are waiting to leave as soon as possible."

"My lord, I see that this person is acting strangely, most of them are the same party of these fugitives Xiang Liang and others, I don't think they should be taken together."

At this time, Yi Xiaochuan, who also figured out the situation, suddenly shouted to Yang An anxiously: "Hurry up and run for your life!" ”

In the face of the sharp sword, Yang An was indeed not panicked at all, and when he heard Yi Xiaochuan's reminder, he showed a smile to everyone, and slapped a Taoist leader: "Poor Dao is a qi practitioner on Zhongnan Mountain, and today I see that you have a bloody disaster, and I am here to rescue you." ”

"Where did you come from, a madman, who dared to run away from your military master!"

A Qin soldier waved the knife in his hand to Yang An, who was standing, as he spoke, wanting to solve Yang An's nonsense with one sword.

"Oh Buddha Mita!"

Yi Xiaochuan can't complain anymore, you just said that you are a Taoist, and now you are reciting the monk's mantra, you are definitely a fake Taoist, you said that the last sentence before you died turned out to be the Buddhist Zen saying, you said that after you die, how to face your Taoist ancestors and ancestors, and how to educate those little Taoists who follow you.

Yi Xiaochuan couldn't bear to see Yang An's head fall to the ground, but after closing his eyes and waiting for a while, he only heard a clangling sound, so he couldn't help but open his eyes.

"What's the situation?"

Qin Jun, who was originally holding a knife, was lying paralyzed on the ground in front of Yang An like a dead man at this time, but Yang An was standing in place, and he was still holding the knife in his hand.

"Alas! Donor, I really can't help it, the poor road is not a monk, it is not fateful, and this knife can't be eaten, the poor road is really useless! ”

Yang An made an apologetic gesture like a suspicious Qin Jun, and casually waved the knife in his hand twice, which immediately frightened everyone and took two steps back.

"Why don't we discuss, I'm useless anyway, let's sell this knife to you at a broken price, not 10,000 taels, not 1,000 taels, just 999 taels, how about it, Poor Dao is very sincere."

Yang An looked at everyone sincerely, looking like a trader.

This knife seems to be our own. Seeing that Yang An didn't have the consciousness of being a robber, the commander of the Qin army almost wanted to slap Yang An in the face.

"Kill him!"