In front of the gate of the Zhao family, on the granite steps

Zhao Qinhe led a black horse and stood at the intersection of the mountain.

The Lanshuang Zhao family is located in the middle of a mountain peak, and the entire range of the mountain belongs to the Zhao family, so to leave the Zhao family, you must go through a long stone staircase.

The luggage he carried with him was very simple, only a burden and a hundred refining long sword, and nothing else.

"Is there no other way?My father is an elder of the Zhao family, and he has a good relationship with Elder Zhao Bai, the steward of the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall, or I will beg him to let him cancel your mission. ”

Song Qilan stood in front of the gate, looked at Zhao Qinhe with a somewhat depressed and reluctant expression, and said in a low tone.

"Huh!"

Zhao Qinhe chuckled and shook his head, "It's useless, the assignment is a long-standing rule of the Zhao family, don't say that your father is just a guest elder, even if the head of the family speaks in person, it is impossible to change this result, don't waste your efforts, forcing it will only make your father get into trouble." ”

"But..."

"Don't. ”

Zhao Qinhe interrupted her words with a look of loss.

Of course, his so-called loss is of course pretended, after all, he has been waiting for the opportunity to leave for a long time, and it is impossible to lose or anything at all, but his heart is full of yearning for the unknown rivers and lakes, if it is not for the fear that his actions will be too released and receive the attention of others, maybe he will be happy now.

His eyes met Song Qilan's, and comforted, "Don't have an expression that I don't seem to be going back, okay! I'm just going out on a mission, and I'll come back after the mission is completed, won't we be able to see each other again when the time comes, don't think too much." ”

With that, he directly took the reins, pulled the horse and walked slowly down the mountain, beckoning to her without looking back as he walked, and shouted.

"Take care!"

Leading the horse and walking towards the stairs step by step, he originally thought that he would be very excited, but he didn't expect to really leave, and his heart was full of reluctance.

He knew very well Song Qilan's feelings for him, it was a very special feeling, beyond the category of friends, but not to the level of love.

If you use the words of his previous life, it is more than friends, and lovers are not enough. Of course, this so-called unfulfilled is just a thin line, if they can get along a little longer, the relationship between the two will definitely be able to sublimate into love naturally, but it is obvious that there is no chance now.

"Friends, let her be friends forever. ”

Thinking like this, Zhao Qinhe's mood gradually brightened, and the mood of breaking away from the barrier and welcoming freedom filled the entire heart again.

In this way, with such excitement, he was already at the foot of the mountain not long after.

Descending the mountain, a huge stone torii stands at the end of the mountain road.

"Crossing it, I will open the sky. ”

Picking up his horse, he strode through the archway.

Walking under the archway, Zhao Qinhe stood in front of the empty road, looking at the mountain behind him that had lived for three years, after a long time, the excited expression became a little lonely, he sighed lightly, and then clenched his fist tightly, as if to cheer himself up and said softly: "The outside world will definitely be more exciting..."After speaking, Zhao Qinhe smiled, shook off some melancholy in his heart, directly lifted the horse to the crotch, rode the black horse, patted the reins, and instantly the horse's hooves were galloping, running on the avenue, disappearing, leaving only a burst of smoke and dust.

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Drive!

On the uneven path, Zhao Qinhe rode a black horse and ran quickly, the sky was black and oppressive, dark clouds were thick, and there were bursts of thunder in the distance.

"Damn, what the hell is this place, let alone the market village, not even a figure, I can't ask someone for directions. ”

Zhao Qinhe pulled the reins and looked around, the surrounding green was full of forests and mountains, and it didn't look like a place where people lived at all.

It had been almost three hours since he left the Zhao family, and he hadn't seen anyone else along the way, except for a town not far from the peak where the Zhao family was located at the beginning.

"Where the hell am I now?"

Zhao Qinhe took out a roll of sheepskin from his bosom, which was the map that the Miscellaneous Hall had given him when he left.

He glanced at the map for a few moments, only to feel dizzy and his eyes were confused, and then he quickly closed the so-called map.

"Damn, are those idiots in the miscellaneous hall wrong about something, this is also a fucking map!"

Zhao Qinhe clutched the map tightly, as if he was about to breathe fire.

The so-called map in his hand has no contour lines, no topography, no north-south locations, no place names, just a few chaotic lines, not to mention a map, not even a picture, at most a graffiti, and a three-year-old child's graffiti.

He didn't know if others could understand it, but he was confused anyway.

If it weren't for the fact that when he got this map, the servants of the Miscellaneous Servant Hall told him to keep it properly and never lose it, and said that this map was as if it was very precious, he would have thrown this dizzying graffiti on the side of the road.

"Damn, it doesn't matter, it's about to rain when you look at the weather, find a place where you can shelter from the rain and wind first, otherwise you will really hit the street tonight." ”

He put away the so-called map, looked at the clouds that were getting darker and darker, and the thunder that was getting clearer and clearer, and made a decisive decision.

Thinking of this, he drove his horse again and ran forward.

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The night was dark, the sky finally couldn't hold on, and it was raining heavily.

It was so dark that the whole cloud seemed to be within reach, and the rain slanted down in the wind, rushing down like a waterfall, and there was a dazzling thunder that lit up, and then the roar of thunder seemed to sound less than ten meters above the ground.

Zhao Qinhe carried the burden on his back, rode a horse and walked slowly in the darkness where he could not see his fingers, the majestic rain made the whole trail very muddy, he really didn't dare to drive the horse to run, lest he be thrown on a big horse because of the slippery road, which would be ugly, so he would rather be rained than speed up.

Although he had already penetrated a meridian and entered the realm of the Tongmai realm, reaching the level of deafness and clarity, this harsh environment still made Zhao Qinhe feel that it was difficult to walk.

Zhao Qinhe walked in the dark, and Bayer's bright eyes gave him a clear view of the puddles and mud pits in front of him, as well as some dangerous places, and he simply bypassed. Zhao Qinhe continued to walk for another half an hour, and finally saw the outline of the suspected house vaguely in the distance ahead, and his heart suddenly became overjoyed.