The rich smell of barbecue permeates the air, and the unique meaty aroma of brown-skinned wild boar makes people appetite and index fingers move.

Zhao Hang took out a dagger, and the clothes and things on his body were all taken from the people who were chasing him.

Scraped a piece of meat from the brown-skinned wild boar and ate it deliciously. The meat is delicious and precipitating, chewy, yet extremely easy to digest.

"Good meat. Zhao Hang laughed, but he couldn't help but be unsatisfied, "It would be better if there was wine." ”

Cut off the brown-skinned wild boar pieces and feast them to your heart's content.

Zhao Hang, who cultivated the supreme method of demons, had a much larger appetite than ordinary people. A brown-skinned wild boar meat may not be enough to make him feel hungry.

Airplanes~

The eggs with intertwined black and white lines on the side trembled inexplicably, and the black light intensified, shining brightly, like a small two-color sun.

"En?" Zhao Hang turned his head to look at the black and white eggs, and raised the meat of the brown-skinned wild boar in his hand, "You want to eat it?"

The black and white light on the black and white egg flashed and flickered, as if it was saying that it was going to be eaten.

"What a magic egg. ”

Zhao Hang scraped off a piece of wild boar and didn't know what to do with it for a while. Ordinary people and wild beasts eat from their mouths, but how an egg eats has never been heard of.

Thinking of the previous actions of the black and white egg, the black and white light devoured the power of the flames.

Zhao Hang handed over the wild boar meat and gently dropped the box of black and white eggs. The black and white light on the black and white egg flickered, enveloping the wild boar, which dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye and gradually disappeared.

"That's it? It's fun. ”

A look of surprise appeared in Zhao Hang's eyes.

Airplanes~

The black and white light on the black and white egg flickered again, as if it wanted to devour the wild boar again.

"Okay, I'll give it to you. ”

Zhao Hang scraped a piece of wild boar meat and handed it to the black and white egg.

One man ate a whole brown-skinned wild boar meat weighing a thousand catties with one egg.

Zhao Hang bit the last leg bone, swallowed it indiscriminately, burped, patted his stomach, and showed a satisfied smile. Brown-skinned wild boar is the best of all the beasts, and it is extremely delicious when handled casually.

The black and white light shimmered, turning into a black mist, also like a hiccup.

"Interesting, interesting. Zhao Hang laughed, touching the black and white eggs, "You just come with me, Lao Tzu will eat and drink you in the future, and I will share a sip of wine and meat." “

The black and white egg suddenly jumped into Zhao Hang's arms.

"Good. Zhao Hang raised the black and white egg, "From now on, you are my little brother Zhao Hang, I will take care of you, you will eat and drink." Of course, if one day I am destitute and dying of hunger, I will boil, fry, roast, and fry you. ”

The black and white egg moved violently, and the force was so strong that it broke free of Zhao Hang's hands and knocked Zhao Hang to the ground.

You must know that with Zhao Hang's current physical fitness, even a cultivator with a heavy Qi Refining Realm cannot shake Zhao Hang in the slightest. An egg in front of him knocked Zhao Hang to the ground like this. This power is not trivial.

Arguing with an egg of unknown origin may be strange to ordinary people. However, Zhao Hang didn't care, everything went according to his heart, what about an egg? Not to mention that this was a magical egg.

"Big egg, let's go. ”

Zhao Hang took out a token from his arms, which was a token belonging to Yunhaimen. In the mountain temple, the token was not destroyed, and was picked up by Zhao Hang.

With Zhao Hang's current strength, the Dacang Mountain area can be dominated and dominated, and there is no fun. Crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, what is the use, it is better to go to Cangyuan Mansion.

Cangyuan Mansion, the place where he began to set foot in the world of cultivators, is owned by a cultivator of a cultivator.

The ideal in Zhao Hang's heart is to set foot on the mainland of Kyushu, and the words of the mysterious young man will become the top of Kyushu. No matter which point, he will leave the area of Dacang Mountain and go to a broader world.

In the vast and vast Kyushu continent, Dacang Mountain is just a corner of the land, and few people know about it.

"Before going to Dacang Mountain, let's go and understand the dust first. ”

Winter nights, the darkness is very fast, and the darkness is very heavy.

Before the time came, the heavens and the earth were dark, as if they were stained with ink. Only the sparse stars in the inky sky, twinkling with a faint light, brought a glimmer of light.

Cangshan County.

Since Cangshan County ordered Qian Fucai, the main bookkeeper Fang Ye Xian, and a group of hunters were killed by Zhao Hang, like a group of dragons without a leader, they lost control, causing great chaos.

Then Zhong Yue, the head of the Cangshan faction, and Guo Futong, the head of the Zhengyang faction, came forward to stabilize the situation of the Cangshan faction. Cangyuan Mansion got the news and sent a new county order to arrive, so that everything in Cangshan County was on track again.

As for Zhao Hang, who defied imperial power and killed the county order and the main book, he did not do too much accountability.

The influence of the collusion between officials and bandits is too serious, and now that the imperial power is declining, the real impact on the cultivation realm and the people in the rivers and lakes is too weak. In addition, Zhong Yue and Guo Fu came forward with two local snakes, and the new county order seemed to have completely forgotten about Zhao Hang's affairs.

Cangshan faction mansion.

Zhao Hang came to the ancestral hall silently, and with today's strength, it is easy for people not to find out.

Burn incense and pray.

Zhao Hang plugged in the incense, knelt three times and knocked nine times.

"Grandpa. ”

"Grandpa, I'm leaving Canglin County. I don't know when I will be able to return to Cangyuan Mansion this time, and I can't add fragrance to my grandfather, I hope that my grandfather can live comfortably under the nine springs. ”

"Grandpa, take care. ”

Zhao Hang turned and left.

There was a stack of silver tickets in front of the spirit card, each of which was a large portion, and there were five million taels in a rough count. On top of the silver ticket, two bottles of ginseng and a letter were pressed.

Now, Samtan is of no use to Zhao Hang, no use to Zhao Hang's strength improvement, and it is of great help to a second-rate martial artist like Zhong Yue.

A letter was naturally left to Zhong Yue, and he paid more attention to Elder Chen Tong.

Canglin County.

Dawu Gate.

Zhao Hang sneaked into the Great Martial Gate and came to Chu Yiyu's room.

"Yiyu. ”

"Zhao Hang?!" Chu Yiyu woke up and looked at Zhao Hang suspiciously, "Why are you here?"

Zhao Hang smiled: "I am about to leave Dacang Mountain and go to Cangyuan Mansion to say goodbye to you." ”

"Cangyuan Mansion, you want to go to Cangyuan Mansion?"

"Yes. ”

Zhao Hang took out a book with a blue cover, which was the qi practice that everyone in the rivers and lakes pursued.

"I don't have many friends, you're one. The Qi Cultivation Technique is given to you, and only you and your father know about it, and you cannot tell anyone else. Cultivate well, and if we have the opportunity in the future, we will meet in Cangyuan Mansion. ”

Chu Yiyu looked at the Qi Cultivation Technique excitedly and exclaimed, "Qi Cultivation Technique?"

This is a treasure that everyone in the rivers and lakes dreams of, it is more precious than the sword and the elixir exercises, and it is definitely a real treasure that can set off a sea of blood. However, Zhao Hang gave it to him like this.

"Zhao Hang, this is too precious. ”

As soon as Chu Yiyu raised his head, there was no trace of Zhao Hang. The door opened, and a cold wind blew in.

"Zhao Hang, we will definitely meet again. ”

Chu Yiyu clenched his fists.

The roof of the building was full of incense, and Zhao Hang looked up at the north, his eyes shimmering, like stars.

"Cangyuan Mansion. ”

"Yunhaimen. ”

On this day, Zhao Hang was sixteen years old.

On this day, Zhao Hang will go to Cangyuan Mansion, a broader world.