Fifteen miles outside the Lotus Swamp.

Flower pond set, there are many people from the north and south, and the signboard of the time-honored old wine is floating in the wind.

Most of the taverns gather some Jianghu guests, past merchants, the proprietress is very good, there will be an elegant orchid fragrance in the fried peanuts, people who come and go, drinking wine, will order a plate, and then start to brag.

It's just that recently, the tavern of this time-honored old wine has been a lot quieter, and even if it is loud, it will soon be quiet.

The reason is very simple, it was originally a Yangguan Avenue out of the city, but now it is a dead end, and anyone who goes out from the west gate, no matter who it is, no matter how many people, is almost all missing.

Da Da...

Suddenly there was the sound of horses galloping outside the door, it was a horse, galloping alone on the road where the flower pond was gathered.

This was the horse, but then there was a rumbling earthquake.

The people in the tavern couldn't help but lift the curtain to see who would still be so domineering here.

What caught my eye was a woman with a long body, a knife on her right waist, and a dragon mask, her long gray hair in a braid at the end, and she was shaking and shaking.

Such a person wearing a dragon mask also came some time ago, but unfortunately he hasn't been seen out for a long time.

In addition to this woman, the nine entourages who were closely behind her, with great height differences, wrapped in black impermeable cloaks, were the ones who shocked everyone.

"I'm going to this lotus swamp again, it's just a pity..."

"This dragon pattern mask looks like a big force, and these retinues, each of them is bottomless, and they have never seen or heard of it on weekdays. ”

Niu Shuangfei, the wind medium with the rat whiskers, was already a little drunk, shaking his head, "She should be here for the disappearance of her companion a few days ago, right?"

It's a pity that this lotus swamp is a bottomless pit that sucks people, and you will die as much as you want. ”

Sitting opposite this wind medium, he is obviously a good hand in the rivers and lakes, carrying a short halberd, royal blue elegant clothes, his face is not angry but mighty, this person also took a sip of wine and sighed: "In addition to this lotus swamp, there have been many forbidden places on the rivers and lakes recently, Black Mountain Cliff, Luanhua Ancient Village, Dongliu Xiaozhu, a line of blue sky..."

Niu Shuangfei was stunned for a moment, looked at the man with the broken halberd on his back and said: "The first-line demon heaven has actually become a forbidden land, that can be the only way to go through Dongjun and Changjun, if you take a detour, it will take an extra day to come..."

The man with the halberd on his back was named Hou Cheng, and he sighed: "Yes, many brothers in my door, even the three heroes of Guanzhong, Zhuang Niu Ding Dao, all rushed from the first line of blue sky, and then never came out.

On that land card, there are two blood-red characters, forbidden land!"

The people in the tavern were discussing with themselves, and outside the door there was the sound of horses' hoofs again, and the sound was heading to the west.

The sound of horses' hooves, lonely, and without an entourage, is just that every time it falls, it is quite heavy, knocking on people's hearts.

The curtain was lifted again.

Some scoffed.

"It's either a person who doesn't want to live, or a person who is deaf behind closed doors and doesn't know anything. ”

"Or maybe someone who is confident that he can solve it and explore the truth of the Lotus Swamp, but such a person... It's been too much lately. ”

"It's ridiculous, but it's just adding a touch of weirdness to this forbidden place. ”

There are also well-wishers who are ready to push open the curtain to stop the people who are going west.

After all, the femininity of the dragon pattern mask just now was too cold, and the nine entourages behind her were too terrifying, so no one dared to stop them, otherwise at the same time, the people in the rivers and lakes would not mention the last sentence for no reason, if they didn't listen, then they would be fated to die.

There were still some wine stains and oil stains on the tavern curtains, and the big hairy hands lifted them, and the sunlight penetrated them, and everyone saw the unknown passers-by coming from afar.

With long hair scattered, a golden coffin on his back, and a Fang Tian painting halberd in his right hand, the healthy horses under his command are extremely large, like fierce tigers.

Originally, the tavern was still noisy, but at this time, it seemed to be frozen in an instant, and there was no sound.

This kind of quietness is like a disease.

Soon from both sides of the street, it spread rapidly into the distance, and soon, the whole flower pond was quiet.

It was so quiet that only the heavy clatter of horses' hooves remained, moving farther and farther to the west.

What is the West?

It's the Lotus Swamp, it's the forbidden land, it's death.

So, is this man going to meet death?

The mysterious proprietress of the tavern also ran out curiously, although it was coarse linen, but it did not hide the beauty of her small jasper, this beauty who can only be seen by lucky drinkers on weekdays, also walked to the door curiously, muttering in her mouth, "Why have they all been immobilized, what is it?"

She stood in the street outside her tavern, looking far away.

She only saw a back, or a coffin, the iconic golden coffin, her eyes widened, and her muttering words were cut off, obviously the mysterious proprietress was also infected with the disease of "quiet".

She had already received the answer, and knew why she had been immobilized.

So, is this man who goes west to meet death?

No.

Nobody thinks so.

Tens of thousands of troops will pass through here, and the elites of the various sects will gather and pass through here, and they may all suspect it, and they will all think that they are just going to die in the forbidden land.

No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants.

Compared to these extraordinary powers, even if you don't want to admit it, aren't you just ants?

Except for the man.

The man who had just passed by with a halberd in his hand and a coffin on his back.

He.

No!

He never was.

Covering the sky with one hand, the king of the world, like a god and a demon.

He is the King of Shenwu.

His name is Xia Guang.

It was in this silent time that the lonely sound of horses' hooves had already left the west gate, and from the blue brick road in front of the tavern, it was only a black spot.

Suddenly, someone got up and threw out a few pieces of broken silver, "Check out." ”

Then the man took out the horse that was eating hay in the stable, stabilized the knife at his waist, and rode the horse west.

Only then did everyone wake up, the Hou Cheng in the royal blue shirt and carrying a halberd on his back, the wind matchmaker Niu Shuangfei, and all the people gathered here, only then did they wake up.

Then, it is to pay the bills one by one, and then go to the west, to death.

It's as if death is no longer death once that man has walked by.

The owner of the tavern is a fat man who laughs a lot, and his smile hides a knife that no one can see, and he is obviously a hermit with a lot of stories.

The proprietress crossed her waist and said strangely: "Even if it is the first in the world, in the face of that extraordinary power, I'm afraid it will be a dead end, so many people will follow?"

Hey, husband, what are you doing?"

I don't know when, the fat man has already taken off his greasy coat, and said with a smile: "Madame help me look at the shop, and I'll go and see it too." ”

After all, he also led a horse and went to the west.

The proprietress looked at the empty tavern and laughed, "It's closed." ”

It's just that such a man who passes by and the wind and clouds dance with him is really a legend that has never been seen in hundreds of thousands of years.

That man is not just a living legend, it is simply a living myth.

However, he seems to be too young to be married...

The proprietress thought to herself, it would be nice if the old lady was ten years younger.