After coming out of the west gate of the Forbidden City, everyone was very excited, especially the little princess Hua Zheng, who was even more happy like a bird out of the cage, chattering non-stop, often popping up some strange questions, making everyone sweat profusely. These problems are simply pediatric for everyone, of course, Yang Tian is an exception, and this guy is not much different from the little princess. I have never been out of the house, although I have also read some things from the Tian Yuan Continent in books, but after all, there is still a big gap between theory and practice.

The unicorn is actually a mutant of the horse, with an extra horn on the top of its head, which is a little taller and larger than the horse, and it can run much faster.

There is a journey of about two months from the Forbidden City to the Reims Empire, and the first section is relatively safe, because in the territory of the Chinese Empire, there are official roads that are unblocked, and there are supply stations along the way, although there are also many robbers infested, but they are also relatively small, that is, to rob some small caravans.

And Yang Tian's gang, the uniform mercenary costumes, plus a lot of people, and those guards don't seem to be easy to mess with, so they can't even see a robber shadow along the way.

More than ten days later, everyone had arrived at the edge of the Chinese Empire, and after the last town was well supplied, everyone entered the endless Gobi Desert.

It was desolate, the sun scorched the earth like a steamer, and gusts of wind howled and swept with the dust. Everyone's eyes narrowed into a line.

At this time, the little princess also lost her initial interest, and hurriedly got into the carriage, and the third young man also jumped off the unicorn quickly and squeezed together with the little princess.

Yang Tian was still sitting next to the old man who was driving the car, swinging his legs leisurely and leaning his back on the sedan chair. Say a few words to the old man from time to time. Turning a blind eye to the dust in the sky.

The old man said very little, and only when Yang Tian asked, he would say a few words vaguely. That weather-beaten face was covered with deep wrinkles, and Yang Tian couldn't tell how old the old man was at all.

It's just that Yang Tian, who has always been shrewd, has already noticed that this old man is not simple.

Even if he sat on the edge of the sedan chair, he would feel a sore back for several hours in a row, if it weren't for the Jiuyang Divine Skill running in his body, he wouldn't be able to withstand it at all, but the old man sat there, and seemed to keep the same appearance forever, except for the old hand and the occasional whip, it was almost a stone statue. But the old man never rested, and even when everyone stopped to rest, the old man still sat in the carriage.

In addition to this reason, there is one of the most important reasons. That is, this old man seems too mediocre. Yang Tian didn't feel a little magic or fighting aura on the old man's body, there were only two possibilities, one was that the old man was originally an ordinary person, an ordinary old man, and the other possibility was that the old man's cultivation was already unfathomable, at least far more than Yang Tian's cultivation at this time.

The old man was the coachman of Emperor Huafeng's favorite princess, and on this basis, the first possibility was overthrown.

"Fortunately, the two old men are wise and martial, otherwise, it is difficult to guarantee that they will be seen through by this old man. Yang Tian said secretly in his heart.

When he was kicked out of the house by two perverted old men, the two old men brought him a black pendant. This black pendant has a rather elegant name - mortal dust. According to the two old men, it can block out all the aura of vindictiveness. Except for the bulls at the level of the Law God and the Sword God, it seems that no one can see through it.

"Rice bucket, go get a bottle of water!"

At this moment, Sanshao's voice interrupted Yang Tian's thoughts.

Rice bucket, this title, has become his nickname since that Yang Tian ate a lot. Of course, that is, the three young and the little princess are called. As for the others, except for Carlos, Yang Tian didn't speak to them at all.

"Don't you have long legs?" Yang Tian said dissatisfiedly.

"It's so windy and sand outside, are you embarrassed to let me get it?"

"Aren't you also a 'man'? What is this bit of wind and sand!" Yang Tian said shamelessly.

"You!" San Shao suddenly had the urge to be flat again, but every time she was impulsive, she choked herself with anger. But Yang Tian is the same as someone who is fine. Even if the three young people make a move, it will not have any effect. Yang Tian is like a loach, so that Sanshao has no chance to start.

Seeing Sanshao's poked out head, Yang Tian smiled, jumped out of the carriage, and went to the truck to get a bottle of water and handed it to Sanshao.

Through this period of contact, Yang Tian found that Sanshao was just an impulsive girl, of course, only to herself. Seems to be good to everyone else. In addition to this, Sanshao seems to be a bit of a cleanliness fetish. At night, no matter how hard they rested in the place, Sanshao had to take a bath, and, like the little princess, every day, he had to change into clean clothes.

This is indeed a bit too exaggerated for men.

Through everyone's conversations, Yang Tian also learned that Sanshao was indeed a real man in the eyes of everyone. Thinking about it, this guy has appeared as a man since he was a child, as for what the reason, Yang Tian doesn't know, and he is not interested in knowing.

Is Yang Tian really colored?

The little princess Hua Zheng is definitely a beauty, but in his eyes, the little princess is just a cute little girl.

Sanshao, dressed in men's clothes, can't hide his peerless appearance, if he changes to women's clothes, it can be imagined that he is definitely a character who captivates the country and the city. However, Yang Tian did not have any hope of conquering.

Experiencing unswerving and unforgettable love is not as simple as Yang Tian thought at the beginning.

When the two were together, Yang Tian might still want to think about the west, but now that the sky is different, Yang Tian has nothing to do now, so Long Ziyan's figure will always appear in his heart.

"Hey, rice bucket, do you want to come in?" Just as Yang Tian's thoughts drifted far away, San Shao opened the curtain and said in a cold tone.

"So kind? I don't want to trick me, right? I won't go in!" Yang Tian suddenly returned to his cynical appearance and said.

"You!" San Shao suddenly became angry, and his kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs.

The wind was still blowing, and there was wind and sand everywhere, and at this time, everyone had no choice but to stop, took out their sleeping bags, found a slightly sheltered place, and got in.

Yang Tian, who got into the sleeping bag, suddenly receded from the cynical look on his face, in the past twelve years, he has learned to control his emotions, because it is useless to blindly indulge in thoughts, only by constantly going in, constantly becoming stronger, and becoming a figure that everyone in the Tianyuan Continent can look up to, it is possible to find the person he has been thinking about as soon as possible.

Yang Tian quickly eliminated all distracting thoughts and entered the cultivation state. A strong pure yang true qi started from the dantian, along the meridians around the body, and began to operate according to the running route of the second heavy purple qi.

Yang Tian didn't know why the entry of the Jiuyang True Scripture had been stuck in the second level and could not move forward, but he didn't give up, his intuition told him that this Jiuyang True Scripture was definitely not that simple. What's more, although I can't enter the third level now, every time I cultivate, I will be very comfortable, my body will get the best rest, and the meridians will be more spacious under the operation of pure yang true qi.

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