A month later.

Qin Hao can already walk around, although there are still some internal injuries that have not healed, but he can be regarded as recovering.

This time the injury was very costly, and he used up all the high-grade pills, and there was not a single one left.

Qin Hao has been lying in bed for more than thirty days, he feels that his limbs are going to degenerate, and every day Demon Ling'er and Bai Yuyi take turns to take care of him, and even drink soup to feed.

At the beginning, Qin Hao felt good, and felt that this was an emperor-like enjoyment.

Half a month later, he couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to get out of bed and move.

Every time he wanted to get out of bed, Bai Yuyi and Youling'er always arrived and pressed him back to the bed, not allowing him to move, for fear of affecting his recovery.

So, Qin Hao found an opportunity to sneak away, and the emperor lived up to his wishes, and in the end, he was finally tied to the bed by Bai Yuyi and Demon Ling'er with ropes.

In the second half of the month after that, Qin Hao lived every day with clothes to stretch out his hands and open his mouth, and sometimes the black chicken would come to him and hand over the ancient books to him for study.

It finally gave him a little more fun.

During this period, Bai Fengmaru came twice, and she also wanted to take care of Qin Hao to make up for the guilt in her heart.

However, when she drank all the ginseng soup that Bai Yuyi boiled for Qin Hao twice, she was kicked out by Demon Ling'er, who was very fierce and did not allow her to set foot in Qin Hao's room again.

Bai Feng Pill left in a huff, claiming that he just wanted to study the ginseng soup, not because it was delicious.

In this way, a month passed in ordinary days.

As soon as Qin Hao recovered almost, he broke the rope and got out of bed, seeing that the time to promise the emperor had come, he could no longer stay in Baifu and continue to enjoy life, he wanted to purge the major sects of Canaan according to the previous plan.

"The first battle, start with the Imperial Sword Gate!"

Qin Hao decided to start his journey.

Wu Ji and Bai Feng Pill followed him, these two people didn't go to cause trouble together, they were to watch Qin Hao, afraid that he would escape.

As soon as the black chicken and Bai Fengmaru left, Kun Pang naturally had to follow.

As a result, Kun Pang was leaving, and Qi Chongxiao was also shouting to go.

In the end, Demon Ling'er and Bai Yuyi also had to go together, and they didn't want to go back to Qijia Village.

Helpless, Qin Hao had no choice but to take everyone with him.

It's just that this time it's hard to be fat, he is already very fat, and he has to carry so many people, which makes him complain a lot.

"I'm hungry!"

Kun Fat carried the crowd and staggered in the direction of the Imperial Sword Gate, where he flapped his wings and shouted.

Qin Hao understood, took the dry food from the space magic weapon, and stuffed it into Kun Fat's mouth.

Only then was Kunpeng satisfied, flapping his wings hard, waiting for the next feeding.

Qin Hao sat on the fat head of Kun, turned his head to Bai Fengmaru and Wuji and asked, "I said, why haven't you two left the cave all these years, the first murderer in prehistory was tied up in a copper coffin, and if you want to run, it can't catch up with you." ”

"Why did you run away?"

The black rooster was looking through the ancient books, he did not look up, but continued to read, and said: "When the Golden Rooster clan was destroyed, it was the adults who saved me, and since then I swear allegiance to him, although he looks down on me, usually he is very fierce to me, but I am still willing to follow him, after he was suppressed, it has always been me and Fengmaru who are taking care of him, I never intended to betray him." ”

"I was also rescued by adults, I was still very young at that time, the White Phoenix Clan participated in the war five thousand years ago, and only our descendants were left in the clan, the clansmen died in battle, and the enemy killed our clan, and it was the adults who took me away. ”

Hakuhomaru told the past.

"The Great War?"

Qin Hao was curious, what kind of war could make the White Phoenix Clan be wiped out.

"Yes, a great war, I remember that time, the entire ancient wilderness was in turmoil, almost all living beings participated, I was only two hundred years old at that time, too young, although I don't know who the enemy is, but I know that the other party is extremely terrifying, my clan has the White Emperor Bai Fengxian, who was famous in the ancient wilderness, and is one of the few existences standing on the top of the ancient wilderness, but he was also defeated and wiped out. ”

Hakuhomaru told another story from the past.

"The top of the ancient wilderness!

Qin Hao was shocked, he had never heard of the great turmoil of the ancient wilderness from ancient history, and he had never heard of Bai Fengxian.

"There are faults in the history of the ancient wilderness, and there is a period of the past that has been erased and will not be known to future generations. ”

The black chicken sat there, flipping through the ancient books, and said to Qin Hao.

Then, he took off his cockscomb and wiped it, and continued: "The history of 5,000 years ago is confusing, I suspect that someone deliberately isolated it, and the situation of the ancient desolate continent in the first 10,000 years of history was recorded in the ancient chronicle, but about the era of 5,000 years ago, there was not left half a word. ”

Qin Hao fell into deep thought, what happened five thousand years ago, who isolated history, and what was the purpose of his doing this?

The black chicken stuck the cockscomb back on his head and continued to look through the ancient books in his hand.

Demon Ling'er and Bai Yuyi were hiding in Kun's fat feathers, and the two girls were sleeping soundly.

In the past month, they have been taking care of Qin Hao day and night, and they have not had a good rest.

Now they can finally get a good night's sleep.

On the other side, Qin Hao was very curious, and wanted to know what it was like five thousand years ago.

He came back to his senses from his contemplation and continued to ask Hakuhomaru, "By the way, Bai Girl, was there an immortal five thousand years ago?"

"Immortals?"

Bai Fengmaru was stunned and replied: "I forgot, my memory seems to have been partially sealed, every time I try to recall things when I was a child, I can't remember, I always feel that something very important has been forgotten by me, but I really can't remember." ”

"Memories sealed?"

Qin Hao frowned, could it be the first murderer in prehistory?

"White girl, then tell me about Bai Fengxian and your people. ”

Qin Hao continued not to give up.

"I can't remember much. ”

Bai Fengmaru nodded and said, "Bai Fengxian is the supreme existence of our clan, and at the same time, he is also one of the seven giants of the Ancient Desolate Continent at that time, and people call him the White Emperor. ”

"One day, the meteorite fell from the sky to the ancient wilderness, the enemy broke the meteorite and walked out, our clan faced a catastrophe, the ancestors fought bravely under the leadership of the White Emperor, until everyone died in battle, only we were the descendants left in the clan, we fled, the killed were killed, and some were captured as mounts. Except for our Baifeng clan, the other clans are the same, and the situation is not much better. ”

"I have a vague impression of those enemies, I forgot what they were like, they were strong anyway, and that's all I knew. ”

"Okay......"

Qin Hao sighed and stopped asking.

It seems that Bai Fengmaru's memory has indeed been tampered with, and he doesn't remember many things, and he can't ask why he can't ask again.

Two days later, Qin Hao and his party arrived at their destination.

The Imperial Sword Gate, one of the hundreds of forces in the Canaan Kingdom, is the strongest sect outside of the four forces of Canaan.

Today, Qin Hao is going to take it under the knife.

"I have heard for a long time that the Imperial Sword Sect is unparalleled, and Qin Hao of the Demon Clan has come to teach your sect!"

Qin Hao didn't arrive, the sound came first.

From the master and elders of the Imperial Sword Gate to the disciples and miscellaneous servants, they all clearly heard this provocation that was almost a war letter.

Kun Fat landed in front of the gate of Yudaomen Mountain, and stood there in a proper manner, his round belly sticking to the ground, covering his claws, and people who didn't know looked at it from a distance and thought he was squatting on the ground.

Qin Hao jumped down from his back, holding a broken long knife, blocking the mountain gate, attracting the attention of many disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect.

"Qin Hao, that dog demon who uttered wild words and claimed to crusade against all the forces of the Canaan Sect?"

In the study, the master of the Imperial Sword Gate sneered, and instructed the elders below: "Let the knife idiot get out of the customs, and teach the boy who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth a good lesson, but he just killed a few Imperial Sky Realm, and he really thought he was invincible, ridiculous!"

In the depths of the Mitomon Gate, a thatched hut comes into view.

The thatched hut was simple, with only a simple stone table and a stone bench, and an ordinary black iron knife was placed on the stone table.

Not far from the stone table, a sloppy young man was sitting cross-legged on a futon at the moment.

The young man was sloppy, his beard was five inches long, and it was still glued together, and in some places even knotted, and his hair was the same, and he looked like he hadn't bathed in months, and his body smelled sour.

Outside the thatched hut, a sword rushed into the sky.

At the same time, the scruffy young man sitting cross-legged on the futon opened his eyes.

He slowly got up, came to the stone table, picked up the black iron knife placed on the stone table, and his eyes showed a touch of eagerness.

After a moment, he strode out of the house without looking back, carrying the black iron knife in his hand.