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From the top of the mountain, the cloud tree was jumping down continuously, covering itself in black clouds and flying down. Although the mountain was quite steep, there were many large rocks for him to settle on, but there was not much hindrance, and after a while, he fell to the bottom of the mountain.

Turning around, Yun Shu glanced at the place he had walked through. When he said goodbye to the four masters and apprentices who were dedicated to teaching, he followed the instructions he had given him all the way, and when he got out of this mountain, the sun had already passed the middle of the sky.

Not far ahead, is a galloping road across the east and west, nearly three zhang wide, the road surface is smooth, and there are no weeds. Most of the fine gravel laid on it is pressed into the ground, which is not only convenient for cars and horses, but also prevents rain and waterlogging. Walking on such a road, the mood is suddenly happy, not to mention the great effort, but also proves that there is no wrong direction, and if you go west, you will inevitably be able to reach the wheat harvest.

At this time, there was a herd of flower deer running west along the ridge on the mountain.

On the back of a deer, Qing Ling turned his head to look, and in his eyes, the figure of the cloud tree on the galloping road was about to turn into an ink spot. She raised her hand, and the deer stopped.

Getting off the ground, Qing Ling hugged the neck of the deer next to her, and the rest of the deer also approached her, and a deer that was about to bulge out of its head came over and rubbed her legs.

Qing Ling crouched down on his knees, and the mask painted with a smiling face was reflected in the fawn's crystalline yellowish eyes. She reached out and stroked it on the head, and when her hand was removed, there was a silver moon mark in the middle of the fawn's forehead.

When the deer group slowly disappeared into the forest, Qing Ling turned around and looked at the road down the mountain.

......

As he walked, Yun Shu suddenly began to move his feet to the side and stood on the side of the road again.

In my ears, the sound of horses' hooves sounded again. After a while, a man came out from behind the dirt slope in front of him, and galloped to the east.

Looking at his dress, he was the same as the more than ten people he met on the road before, still wearing a light gray power suit, with a long knife at his waist and a letter flag on his back. The horses are also strong and powerful, and they are extremely fast, thinking that there should be a vitality increase, then these people should be the sergeants in the Yangbei realm. Their expressions were heavy, and they were all deeply serious, and there was a little anxiety between their eyebrows, I am afraid that these sergeants who came and went did not convey very good news.

Could it be that the battle between Yangbei and the Northern Wilderness has not yet been fought?

Before, he had heard Qin Linchuan and others discuss the situation here many times, and each time they talked about the war, it was different. For example, the Dark King Army just fought an autumn wind in the Eye of the Wind Mountain Range yesterday, and today a tribe in the Northern Wilderness ran to Yangbei and set a fire, you advance and I retreat, I chase you and run, there is no end, and there is no difference between Dongzhou and Xingjun who are constantly fighting by the Pinjin River.

However, compared to these two places, Yun Shu consciously knew more about the battle between Dongzhou and Xingjun. After all, he grew up in Wangbei, and on weekdays, he could feel the fear and hatred of the people in the city for Xingjun. Commenting on the barbarians in the north, people are naturally ruthless, pointing out the rivers and mountains, all looking forward to the victory of the army and returning to the division. For the war in the Northern Wilderness and Yangbei, there are relatively few people who know or care, after all, the things there have nothing to do with their own lives.

And Qin Linchuan, Wei Yuanhai, and Qiu Yi and others have a strange attitude towards the battle between these two places.

When they heard that the Northern Wilderness had the advantage, several people finished shouting, and then scolded the Dark King Army for not being angry. When they heard that the Dark King's army was superior, several people shouted hello, and then scolded the Northern Wilderness for not being angry......

In short, the expectation of the people is that-

The two dogs fight, and it is better for them to die......

Yun Shu smiled, the relationship and hatred in this are really difficult to sort out. If you look at the stories that several people told him, look at them together:

At the beginning, the Frost King jumped out of the Northern Wilderness to fight the Dark King.

The Black King passes by and fights the Dark King with the Frost King.

Then, the Black King was gone, and the Frost King fought the Dark King himself.

Later, the Great Shang was destroyed, and the Dark King and the Frost King made peace.

It didn't take long for the Frost King to jump out of the Northern Wilderness again and fight the Dark King.

This time, Shenwuwei ran to help the Dark King fight the Frost King.

The Frost King had just been beaten away, and the Black King was dead.

It didn't take long for the Frost King to jump out of the Northern Wilderness again and fight the Dark King.

Later, King Yan ran to Yangbei with Shenwuwei and beat the Dark King along the way.

Then, the Dark King and the Frost King joined hands and killed the Flame King and the Divine Warrior Guard!

It didn't take long for the Frost King to jump out of the Northern Wilderness again and continue to fight the Dark King......

......

"Damn!"

Yun Shu slapped his head, "These people are so fucking good at doing things......"

After combing it out, he silently summarized it in his heart:

First of all, Shenwuwei is really tragic, no wonder Master and the others can't swallow this breath!

Secondly, that Frost King must really be sick! Isn't it good to stay in the Northern Wilderness honestly?!

Again, this dark king is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp! so many people beat him, but they still didn't kill him......

Yunshu exhaled, straightened his waist, and felt a warmth on his back, it was the temperature of Chiyun, and it seemed to be thinking about the past.

"Dark King Yang Tianyu, Frost King Duoyan Ergu, and, Fox King Liang Zhen Ah ......" He whispered out the three names.

Time has been passing, and on the road after that, I don't know when I will be able to let this knife see those three people again.

After walking for about two hours, Yunshu finally approached the city.

Behind him, a team of horses sped past him and stopped at a boundary sign not far ahead.

"Boss, where is this?" asked a man on horseback when Yunshu passed by them.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" you don't know how to read, what are you going to do!" one shouted, and several people in front of the boundary sign hurriedly moved away.

"Hmm...... It's called Wheat Killing!" said the man, clearing his throat after a while.

......

Walking in the wheat cutting city, Yun Shu was very curious in his heart, many places here were different from what he thought.

Although it is also called a city, the wheat harvest is not like Wangbei, which has no walls on all sides, but more like a large town. There are more pedestrians, cars and horses on the street than in Wangbei, probably because of these wine workshops next to each other.

My stomach gurgled and I was hungry. Yun Shu touched his body, opened his skin bag and saw that there were still a lot of dried pickles and fruits, but the meat and dry food had been eaten.

Looking around, and then at the sky, he turned out of the main street and walked deeper into the city, intending to find a place to rest. The thought of hot water and rice, and a soft bed, made this desire even more urgent.