Chapter 599 - The Great Road is Not Lonely

Wan Qianhong said with a solemn face: "If something happens to you, at least with my cultivation of the Thousand Patterns Realm, I will never meet you in the Ten Patterns Realm on the road. 」

"I have no intention of forcing you in, and the final decision is in your hands. If you want to consolidate your cultivation for a year and a half, you can even break through to the Hundred Patterns Realm before breaking through. 」

Wan Erhao listened silently and did not speak.

After Wan Qianhong finished speaking, he raised his head: "Then why let me in now?"

Wan Qianhong smiled in surprise: "Naturally, it's because you're a little monster too. He is young but his heart is extremely strong, and he is not moved by external objects. I'm just telling you about the risks, though I don't think your rock-solid mind will be affected by those illusions. 」

Wan Erhao was silent again, and after a long time, he suddenly said something strange: "You once said that you will not marry for the rest of your life because you want to take the road of cultivation, right?"

Wan Qianhong was stunned for a moment, and then gently slapped Wan Erhao's head with a smile: "What are you talking about, it's not your turn to worry about the big things of the teacher. 」

She turned away, as if looking at the whole world from afar. At this moment, she is no longer the stunning beauty who captivates the country and the city, but the overlord of one of the great forces in the world!

"The road must be lonely, the higher you go, the more you see, the more you don't understand. The so-called high place is not cold, how can you have the heart to pay attention to those mundane things?" she said softly, but with a faint loneliness.

After all, not everyone can be like the character of Yang Xia of the Yang family, fall in love with a mortal and then have children, but they have to endure the days when Huanghua grows old and flowers are heartbroken after decades. Rather than this, she would rather not accept this kind of love and things that she knew would make her heart ache from the beginning, and naturally there would be no heartbreak.

Like his own dead junior brother, this is an example.

............

Marriott was silent again, then looked at his storage space.

Probably there will be no one else like him, who can put hard cakes and water in the storage space that can last for at least a year, or even several years. In his previous life, he was the god of an army, and how many wars he had experienced? Probably only he would have such a strong sense of survival.

After checking that his food and water were ready, he turned around and walked towards the [Phantom Path].

Wan Qianhong was stunned when she heard the footsteps.

She turned around and saw only the back of a young man.

His figure is not tall, thick and wide, but he is very thin and lonely, like a lone peak rising from the sky.

His steps are small, but he is precise and determined.

"The road is not alone. The young man did not stop, but threw down the words, "Just wait for me to catch up." 」

When Wan Qianhong came back to his senses, the young man's slightly thin and capable back had disappeared into the Phantom Path. She was speechless for a long time, and she still couldn't imagine that such a young man with only ten patterns would walk into the [Phantom Xia Path], one of the forbidden places in the world, without hesitation.

It's just that she doesn't understand what that sentence means.

She doesn't understand.

Actually, he didn't understand it, but he wanted to prove something.

But his personality is the same as that junior brother in his previous life, he doesn't like to say it, he just wants to prove it directly.

So he went in without thinking about it.

She has never experienced the love of the world, how can she understand?

He had been war-torn for a long time in his previous life, so how could he know how to express it?

............

He walked in, as if he had stepped into a strange world.

As Wan Qianhong said, his heart is extremely strong, like a stubborn stone.

What could shake his Dao heart?

The glow and mist in front of him changed, and it was no longer bright, but it was a dark night.

There was only one fire, and the soldiers sitting next to them, all of which were very familiar, even after more than twenty years. Because each of them has gone through life and death with themselves, and has survived tribulation.

Beside him, a young man with an equally indifferent face looked at him and showed a rare smile: "Senior brother. 」

Wan Erhao's face showed a blank expression: "You Long, why are you here?"

............

In the air, a cloud shadow whistled by, cutting the surrounding cloud in half.

The wind and snow are gradually receding.

Not because they were spared, but because of the season.

The cold is gone, and the early spring is coming.

A strong sense of spring begins to make up for the whole south, and by this time, certain southern towns or villages will start to celebrate. After all, the spring solstice is a warm festival in the south, which always makes most people very happy.

Xu Yan and his entourage soared through the clouds, and there was an invisible texture protection between the clouds to prevent the cold wind from attacking.

It's been two weeks since they've been out of Zangfeng City.

Rushing over all the way, fortunately, the speed of the pattern [Floating Clouds] that has been passed down from generation to generation in Yunfu is not slow, and with the relay of Xu Yan and Jin Qianji, the speed is not slow. At this time, Xu Yan was extremely resentful of the rule that did not allow the disciples of Yunfu to use the teleportation pattern.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so Xu Yan picked up the gourd on his waist and took a sip.

Fortunately, the three of them will occasionally fall behind, and they will hunt some game at will, or find some small villages to spend the night, but it seems that the journey is not too lonely.

............

"Who?"

Suddenly, an old shout sounded.

The soaring clouds and mist of Xu Yan and the others seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and they could no longer move forward half a step.

Xu Yan and Jin Qianji both looked surprised, and Lan Mingxin still blinked his eyes, as if he was not afraid to look around, trying to find the person who spoke.

Jin Qianji stood up, clenched his fists and said, "Yunfu disciples Jin Qianji and Xu Yan, together with the boy Lan Mingxin, want to borrow the road to the north. 」

His voice was silent for a moment before he spoke, "Come down, the bloody front is forbidden for a hundred miles. If I find it slow, I'm afraid you'll be shot down. 」

"Thank you, senior. 」

Jin Qianji controlled the [Floating Clouds] to slowly descend, and looking into the distance, he saw several figures flickering, approaching the three of them at an extremely fast speed. Xu Yan and Jin Qianji seemed to be gone, and Lan Mingxin still looked like a curious baby.

There were two men and one woman.

The faces of the three of them were full of vigilance, and what made Jin Qianji care more was the murderous aura of the three of them. It wasn't against them, it was the blood that had been cultivated through a long period of fighting.

"Is it from Yunfu?"

One of the men spoke with a spear behind him, and the other men and women stood behind him, apparently the leader of the three.

Jin Qianji hugged his fists and said, "It is the sixth disciple of Yunfu, Jin Qianji. Your name?"

The man didn't return the salute, looking at Jin Qianji's weak appearance, Xu Yan's bored look beside him, like a drunken man, he took out a black gourd from his waist from time to time and took a sip...... He couldn't help but have a deep suspicion on his face. But they obviously had no intention of making a tentative move, so they just spoke, "In Xia Shen Qiushu, this trip is to pick up the three of them and go to the front camp. Come with me, three. 」

After finishing speaking, obviously there was no intention of talking nonsense, so he turned around and left.

WhewW......

Three strong winds galloped at great speed.

Although the man and the woman are tattooers in the second palace realm, their speed is not slow. In Shen Qiushu, he had already stepped into the realm of the Three Palaces, and his speed did not leave his hands, obviously with the intention of testing them.