The stream was murmuring, clear with a few traces of blood, like flowing red floc.

A piece of gauze soaked in water, the red floc is thicker. said that it was gauze, but it was just a strip of cloth that Yun Feng ripped off his body, wrung out most of the water, and Yun Feng carefully dipped it into the wound. The scratches left by the berserk bear are a kind of burning pain.

Blood is easy to attract beasts, but Yunfeng is not worried, because he is completely out of twilight at this time.

After cleaning the wound, Yun Feng took out a packet of medicinal powder from his book bag, and because he couldn't see the specific location of the scar, he simply sprinkled his entire back.

In the high-intensity physical training in the Twilight Forest, injuries are commonplace, and Tsukihime has carefully concocted many different types of healing medicines for this purpose, and this medicine powder has a very good healing effect on external injuries.

The only piece of clothing left in the bookbag was torn into bandages by the cloud wind, wrapping around the wound. Years of training have made his muscles very strong, and although the whole person does not look strong, he will find that the dimensions are very beautiful after taking off his clothes.

After a brief pick-up, Yunfeng set out on the journey again. And his direction is home.

After three years of penance, Yunfeng's homesickness has never faded, and he has been training during the day, so he has no time to miss, but every time in the middle of the night, irrepressible memories will come flooding in...... His parents must be very concerned about him, whether they are okay in Luocheng, whether the Ten Thousand Beast Kingdom has invaded, and how well the murderer of Uncle Jing has been traced.

If Uncle Jing is alive, he must be extremely relieved to see his legs healed. Whenever I think of Uncle Jing, the majestic rainy night in front of Yun Feng's eyes appears, and his calm heart can no longer be at ease, and the anxious desire for revenge has not faded with time, but has increased day by day.

He knew that the man in white must be extremely talented, otherwise he would not have stepped into the realm of Tianxing at such a young age, Yun Feng calmly admitted that he could not compare with him in this regard. He also understands that he is not the only one who has been improving in the past three years, and with the qualifications of the man in white, I am afraid that he has thrown him several streets.

However, these unfavorable factors did not discourage Yun Feng, but his self-confidence increased year after year, or when Uncle Jing sacrificed, he had not yet found a way to repair his muscles, although his belief in revenge was unwavering, but he felt that time was long, he couldn't wait, and every day the man in white was free, his inner torment increased by one point.

The appearance of Tsukihime allowed Yunfeng to put the revenge plan on the agenda, and the repair of the hamstring veins made him feel that it was not far off to achieve his goal. He is now a cultivator, and the rest depends on who works harder.

Desperate for a strong desire, Yun Feng couldn't help but speed up his pace, and finally saw the eaves standing quietly in the sunset before dark.

"Guest officer, this is your room, feel free to ask for anything. The waiter of the restaurant led Yunfeng to the second floor, pushed open the door, took off the rag hanging on the placket, and wiped the tea table.

The tea table is actually very clean, and the rag is also white, which shows that this restaurant pays great attention to taking care of it on weekdays, and the role of the rag is not necessarily used for cleaning.

The waiter's movements are very capable, and the cocoons on his hands are very thick, not like they have been honed by this level of strength, but rather as if they have been formed after hard work day after day and year after year, which makes people feel deeply hidden.

The reason why Yunfeng observed so carefully was because there was something special about this station. A radius of 100 miles, sparsely populated, travelers go back and forth between twilight in this transit, after years of development, only to form such a unique post station.

Two or three inns, a few shops, and a blacksmith's stove, next to each other, stood lonely and quietly in the fiery red sunset, becoming a paradise in the depths of the desert.

The style here is cut outward, and even the original angular stele has to be succumbed, polished to a regular order, and the word "Longyang" can be faintly seen in the upper half of the bare section, which is probably the name of this station.

When Yunfeng stepped into the post station for the first time, he felt a strong and fierce atmosphere, and even the dust in the air seemed to tell a story of long and tortuous times. An old man with a wrinkled face leaned on the threshold and smoked dry smoke, white smoke slowly exhaled from his dry lips, like cooking smoke, but it was finally blown away by the cutting wind, dissipated in the glow.

The fire of the blacksmith's stove was very strong, and a middle-aged man was naked, his strong muscles were full of strength, and he picked up the hammer and smashed it on the iron that had just been baked. The flat iron is forged and finally squeezed when water is inserted.

Yun Feng can be described as ragged, from the mouth scratched by the berserk bear, you can clearly see the bandages wrapped around his body, but from the time he stepped into the post station to now, no one has looked at him more.

At dinner, Yun Feng inquired with the shopkeeper and learned that there was a caravan going to Luocheng tomorrow. Yunfeng went to negotiate, and the other party readily agreed to accompany him.

The next morning, at dawn, the team began.

The reason why Yun Feng didn't choose to go alone was not because he didn't have the confidence to protect himself in the treacherous desert. According to what I learned from the caravan last night, the Longyang Post is far away from the border town of the Shire Kingdom, and there are few boundary markers on the way, so it will definitely take a lot of time for beginners to travel without a guide.

What is more in line with the cloud wind is that the caravan is all horses, there are no camels and mules, the goods are carried on horses, and everything is simple and simple, which ensures the speed.

The wind carried the yellow sand, seeped into the lips of the person, and spit on it, which was mixed with a lot of sand grains. When people are shrouded in shadows, they suddenly feel that the wind blowing is cool and smooth, but more often it is the scorching sun, which illuminates people and makes them unable to open their eyes, as if they are in the bellows of a fire, like a roast duck.

Squinting into the distance, it was full of yellow. The erosion of the flowing water and the infiltration of the surface water caused the ground to collapse, and the exposed lava gradually weathered and took a variety of shapes, like prostrate guards on the land.

The caravan of dozens of people was methodical and lined up in rows, winding through the trenches under the rocks. Yun Feng lay on the horse's back, the wet cloth covering his face had long been dried by the hot sun, he was motionless, with the horse's bumps up and down, the crisp sound of the camel bell was like a happy song, and the hot tropics on his body took away a little.

Most of the time, Yunfeng squinted his eyes and let the horses follow the procession, only occasionally glancing at a few "merchants" in front of him......

"Young man, you're pretty skilled. "The old swordsman at the end of the team is full of authenticity. In order to prevent bandits and robbers from robbing goods on the way, the caravan usually hired some swordsmen to accompany the caravan. This is a profession that licks blood on the tip of a knife all year round, and I don't know how many dangers have been experienced, and keen insight is one of the minimum survival abilities.

At that time, the speed of the caravan was not fast, but the road was winding and winding, and it was not easy to lie firmly on the back of a bumpy horse. At this time, the young man in front of him was lying comfortably on the horse's back, resting on the horse's back, and his body seemed to fit into it as the horse's spine rose and fell, swaying all the way but never falling.

The old swordsman has been walking the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, and his vision is so vicious, he can see at a glance that the skills of the person who can do this are definitely not bad.

Yun Feng was exhausted by the scorching sun, and he was half asleep in a daze, and when he heard this, he lifted the scarf on his face and sat up. He wasn't sure what he had heard earlier, but when he looked back, he saw a middle-aged man with a beard looking at him with a smile.

Yun Feng tugged on the reins a little and walked side by side with the other party.

"The sun is so hot. Yunfeng complained.

"Not really. The old swordsman agreed, but didn't think that the other party felt the same way as him, "But you didn't sweat a drop." ”

"Should I stream?" Yun Feng smiled and prevaricated the question.

In fact, he was already aware of the changes in his body. As a child, he was weak and sickly, a veritable jar of medicine, and just a little exercise could make him sweat. Yun Feng felt that the only thing that could be as important as the books he had read was medicinal herbs.

After the muscles and veins were repaired, to be precise, after three years of hard cultivation, Yun Feng no longer sweated easily, especially after practicing the "Spirit Star Dance", if it was not for high-intensity and heavyweight physical exercise, it would be extremely difficult for him to sweat.

Although Yun Feng's behavior was a little perverse, he didn't look like an outlaw, and after some conversation, the old swordsman gradually dispelled his suspicions: "Listen to the accent, you are from the south, Albis?"

"Hmm. "Yun Feng naturally won't reveal his identity, but he won't be overly sensitive, like a frightened bird, suspicious. It's too deliberately secretive, but it makes people suspicious.

This is a national caravan, starting from the Golden City, passing through the Jade Tibetan Ancient Road, passing through the Liuli Kingdom, Southern Xinjiang, and finally returning to the Shire from the Fallen City.

"That's a good place. The old swordsman licked his chapped lips, and instead of dampening his passion, he made him more free.

"My father took me there once when I was younger, and the scenery was so fascinating that I wanted to see it again. "The wind and sand are like knives, cutting the old swordsman's face to sharp edges.

"The next time you go, I'll be sure to prepare good wine and meat. Yunfeng believes that in the rivers and lakes, there must be people with temperament, although he meets the old swordsman Pingshui, but there is a feeling that one side is the same.

"I'm afraid I don't know when I will be able to drink your good wine and meat. The old swordsman sighed a little, "We swordsmen are all over the world, I have been to many places, no matter how good the scenery is, it is just a passing cloud, why not let the good memories remain in my heart? The scenery that you can't go back to is the best scenery, isn't it? ”

"I really envy your life, and I hope that one day I can wander the world like this. "This is the truth of Yunfeng. A man, a sword, a horse, go all over the world. I don't care about the destination, just go with my heart, see the prosperity of the world, and enjoy the iron trees and silver flowers.

"You can't do that. I don't know where the confidence comes from, so the old swordsman came to this conclusion. But he just got down. He pointed to the slightly heavy bookbag behind Yun Feng, "You have too many things on your back. ”

On the one hand, the old swordsman made a vain judgment on a person he didn't understand, and in the eyes of outsiders, he was undoubtedly self-righteous and pretended, but Yun Feng didn't think that the old swordsman was rude or relied on the old to sell the old, and he didn't think that the other party could see through his experience incredibly at a glance, he just liked such a straightforward chat.

"It's not necessarily a bad thing to have a burden or responsibility, you know, I mean the really inevitable responsibility, not the burden that people worry about themselves. Carefree is a coveted word, but it can make you slack off and settle for the status quo, and the burden will push you to keep going. ”

The old swordsman admired Yun Feng's young man, which was different from the young people he had seen who were arrogant or pretending to be old, the young man in front of him was calm but energetic, and his skills were extraordinary and not in a hurry to perform.

"Honestly, Albis changed the course of my life. The old swordsman began to open his heart, he and Yunfeng are actually the same type of people, and the habit of silence is not because the people in the rivers and lakes are sinister, but because they can't find the right person, even if they have a thousand styles, let alone who to talk to.

"You may not know that when I was a kid, my favorite occupation was a swordsman, because my father was a swordsman. Throughout my childhood, he rarely spent time with me, and he spent only a handful of years at home. I haven't felt much about fatherhood. More often than not, I saw my mother's worried look and the tears she secretly wiped away in the middle of the night. It wasn't until I was fourteen years old that my father took me for the first time on a mission, and the route ended in Elbis. ”

"Just as we were about to reach our destination, I was ambushed by bandits, and I was wounded and almost killed. After returning home, my mother blamed my father for this, and the only time in my memory. My father hasn't taken me out since. However, I began to dream of a career as a knife man. The moment when the caravan was in chaos when I was ambushed, I picked up my knife and rescued a girl from a bandit, it was very strange, and at that time I felt not fear, but a courage, which made my blood boil. ”

"Maybe it's a narrow escape, but the scenery of Albis is even more beautiful and charming. "But then I found out that the beautiful scenery will be tired of seeing for a long time, the important thing is not the destination and scenery, but what is with you on the journey, if you go with a pig, you will feel like being in a pigsty wherever you go, if you step on dog shit on the road, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, you will have no intention of appreciating." ”

"As you can see, I'm doing what I love now. And in order not to worry my relatives, I never got married. ”

The old swordsman's words made Yun Feng feel deeply, maybe the hatred of the man in white drove him to practice hard, but if he didn't love cultivation at all, I am afraid that he would not be able to stay in the twilight forest for three years, and he can always find pleasure in penance, so he will never tire of it.

At this time, the caravan had already walked out of the desert, and the endless mountains appeared in front of everyone.

"We have entered the territory of the Shire!" the leader of the front team stood up from the stirrups excitedly, only to see that not far ahead, there was a boundary monument buried, on which the word "Shire" was clearly visible. In the distance, you can faintly see the city wall built against the mountain.

Hearing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense nerves were released, and after entering the territory, there was basically no danger. However, Yunfeng found that there were several members of the team, and a solemn look appeared on their faces, but they became nervous.

"Senior, are they also merchants of this caravan? Yun Feng pointed to a few people in the middle of the caravan and asked the old swordsman.

"They? The old swordsman followed the cloud wind's gaze, and his gaze fell on several merchants wearing big hats: "They are the same as you, they are tourists accompanying them on the way. Strange to say, I barely heard them speak along the way, and they never got together with us. ”

"Where did you meet them? Yunfeng asked.

"Do they have any problems?" the old swordsman didn't know why Bai Yunfeng was interested in those tourists.

"Can you tell me, I want to know. Yunfeng confessed. He knew that a smart person like the old swordsman would not believe such a seemingly unintentional lie as "I'll ask". It should be said that everyone knows each other's falsehoods like "I'll ask", but they are unwilling to debunk or investigate them deeply to embarrassing others.

Compared with the scene, Yun Feng felt that it was better to say directly, "I want to know." ”

"South of the Land of Ten Thousand Beasts. The old swordsman replied. Since Yun Feng didn't want to say more, he naturally wouldn't ask again.

"Is it south of the Ten Thousand Beast Country?" Yun Feng thought that the reason why his father was stationed in Luocheng was to strictly prevent the invasion of the Ten Thousand Beast Kingdom, and these "tourists" with suspicious identities made him vigilant.