Qin Mumian and Yi packed their few belongings and prepared to leave the Eastern Capital at night.

Although the central capital was heavily guarded, it still couldn't trap the two cultivators.

Xiao Yu looked at Qin Mumian and said, "Before leaving, aren't you going to thank me?"

Qin Mumian said, "I've been guiding you for so long, and now you're about to step into the Void Realm, right?" “

Xiao Yu said: "Then don't owe each other." ”

Qin Mumian said: "We don't owe each other. ”

After saying this, she and Yi turned to leave.

Looking at the pretty back that gradually disappeared into the night, Xiao Yu was silent.

The first time he and Qin Mumian met was in Qiutai, under the long street, they were enemies fighting for life and death, and later got along in a small building by the lake for a few months, not much affection, but they were familiar with each other's existence, thinking that if she could survive again, I was afraid that they would not be friends when they met again, or one of them died early, and there would be no day to see each other again, thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Xiao Yu's goal is to build a chariot, a chariot of revenge, to crush Da Zheng, an existence that has become decaying. And he had tried to tie the two to his unformed chariot.

However, the outcome of this incident was that Qin Mumian and Yi left Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yu returned to a state of being alone.

This incident once again proves a reality that numbs him: the road is difficult to follow, and it is long.

Qin Mumian and Yi left the mission and left Zhongdu, and two days later, the mission was also ready to leave.

As expected, no one came to see them off.

Look at the city gate slowly falling behind you.

Lin Yinping sighed and said: "I don't know what year and month it will be to return to Zhongdu again." ”

Xiao Yu's hand under the sleeve of his robe clenched into a fist and said, "I don't know, but I believe that there will be a day." ”

Lin Yinping said: "It's very unrealistic. ”

"I know it's unrealistic because we're still weak, but we're not going to be weak forever. Xiao Yu laughed and said, "When we are strong enough, it is time to come back." ”

Then Xiao Yu got on the horse, Lin Yinping got into the carriage, crossed the moat of Zhongdu, and drove towards the vast grassland.

The White Mountain on the side of the Zhongdu is not as high as the Tiandu Peak, the main peak of the Dao Sect, and even the clouds and mist cannot cover it, but it is only one head higher than the Zhongdu City, but the peak is covered with ice and snow all year round. The mountains are so steep that they are impassable.

Of course, the impassability here refers to the large group of people, and does not include the cultivators of the small group.

A group of cultivators with a number of about thirty walked out of the vast white mountain.

A young Taoist, wearing a cyan Taoist robe, looked indifferently at the junior disciple in front of him, and said lightly: "If you want to go to Biluo Lake, you only need to walk along the Qinghe River all the way to the depths of the grassland, but you can go." ”

A young man in a blue robe looked at the blue-robed Taoist in surprise and asked, "Senior brother, don't you come with us?"

Akiba looked at the rolling snowy mountains under the distant sky and said, "I have something to do." ”

This Taoist in Tsing Yi is Qiu Ye, the first disciple of the Taoist Sect, and he has a very high status in the Taoist Sect, and these young cultivators who participated in the Biluo Lake Dialectical Conference did not dare to question Qiu Ye's decision in the slightest.

He looked at the many juniors and disciples behind him who respectfully received the order, and said indifferently: "This dialectics conference, the disgraced people, the Siguo Cliff of Shaking Light Peak is waiting for you. ”

Listening to this voice, the dozens of Dao Sect disciples behind Akiba had slightly stiff expressions, looking a little excited and a little nervous. He walked forward in unison.

Follow the causeway on the side of the Green River and head north.

The green river is rolling, the waves are rolling, and countless waves are swirling and disappearing.

......

The sun was setting lower and lower, the light on the grassland was getting dimmer and the moon was dimming, and the twilight of the sky ahead was like a blood-red canvas.

Under the canvas, countless black shadows are speeding forward, a bit like the shadow puppet play that Xiao Yu once saw on the street.

Because of the distance and the poor lighting, it was impossible to see who the person was, but everyone in the mission knew that eighty percent of them were "her" people.

Sure enough, as the dark shadows approached, revealing their true faces, the big man in the steppe costume held a short bow and let out a strange howl, rushing towards the mission like a hunt.

If there is no flag, then it is a horse thief.

Terrible feathered arrows burst through the air, tearing through the already dim twilight.

Looks like it should be a horse thief on the prairie.

After the steppe warriors found the horse thief, they had already formed a circle with their carts and set up a chariot formation.

Xiao Yu has lived in the Eastern Capital for a long time, and has only heard of the ferocious robbers and horse thieves unique to the grasslands in rumors. It was the first time in his life that he had seen these steppe horse thieves.

Uncle Mu's face was solemn, there were at least five hundred horse thieves in this wave, almost six times the number of the mission, and most of the missions were carriages, if they were to fight head-on, it would be impossible for these horse thieves to be the opponents, so they could only set up a simple chariot formation and wait for the horse thieves to attack.

However, the patience of the horse thieves was surprisingly good, and they did not choose to attack, but constantly wandered around the mission, besieging but not attacking. And when the mission let its guard down, it was a round of arrows.

More than a dozen samurai of the mission had already been wounded under the rain of arrows.

Of course, the samurai of the mission behind the chariot formation were not to be outdone, and they all took out their short bows to fight back.

The two sides remained at a stalemate until nightfall.

There was no fire in the camp, as it would expose their target and invite death.

There were still a lot of horse thieves roaming around in the night, seemingly too many and sometimes too little, but always guaranteed a certain number of pressure on the mission.

Lin Yinping came to the side of the carriage, looked at the shadow of the horse thief in the night, and said: "This woman is a lot more clever, and she will be tired of this set." ”

This is to mentally put pressure on the enemy, creating an atmosphere of terror and oppression, which can also be understood as simple psychological warfare.

When terror and stress reach a certain critical point, a collapse occurs, and victory is achieved without a fight.

The number of people in the mission was much smaller than that of the horse thieves, but there was Uncle Mu, a great cultivator, and it was for this reason that the horse thieves did not launch an attack for a long time.

Rather, it constantly puts more pressure on the mission.

Xiao Yu looked at her and said, "If it's just these horse thieves, we can try to kill them all, but I'm afraid that there will be cultivators hidden among these horse thieves." ”

Lin Yinping and Uncle Mu looked at Xiao Yu and were silent.

Xiao Yu continued: "If Uncle Mu takes you away, these people won't be able to stop you at all. ”

Giving up the rest of the mission, and if Uncle Mu is bent on breaking through, Xiao Yu's idea is likely to come true.

Lin Yinping still didn't speak, just shook his head silently.

Xiao Yu sighed: "No wonder you can't fight her." ”