It is said that Zhao He wandered around the cave of Liubo Mountain for a few days, and finally found a way out, so he wanted to find Liang Yunfeng, and Zhao He had a lot of things to ask him.

At this time, Liubo Mountain, the staff of Muxue Company, the R&D personnel responsible for scientific investigations, and the warrior team responsible for chasing Zhao He had all left, and Liubo Mountain was empty at this time. Not to mention people, after Zhao He's toss, all the decent people in the mountains temporarily fled here, Zhao He searched for a long time, and found no trace of Liang Yunfeng's team, so he no longer looked for it, but went back and continued his life as a wandering swordsman.

The Qiubo Ridge of Yanyun Mountain is the only way for Zhao He to enter the wasteland, and it is also the dividing line where the wandering swordsman and Mu Xuecheng have reached a tacit understanding.

is finally going home, Zhao He, who has been walking alone recently, is in a much better mood.

Soon, Zhao He came to Qiubo Ridge. According to the map of the rouge head, he soon found the stronghold of the wanderers here, a cave, which was quite large, and there were hundreds of families in it.

Although it is a hundred households, it is not a natural village, and naturally there is no village chief, but the horse is not headless, and the bird is not flying without a head.

Yang Ling, nearly fifty years old, looks lean and lean, with some gray hair and dark skin, but his body is strong and he looks very energetic.

Yang Ling: "It's Mr. Zhao He, a golden-faced swordsman?" ”

When Zhao He heard this, he was surprised: "How do you know it's mine?" Besides, why are you doing this pomp? Is there anyone else to receive, it's me Zhao He who is causing trouble to everyone. ”

Yang Ling: "Mr. Zhao He, don't get me wrong, we are here to greet you." When you stepped into the Autumn Wave Ridge, we wanderers had already discovered you. ”

Good guy, just entered someone's land, he was actually watched by the other party, and he didn't know it. But then again, if you knew about it, you wouldn't know what they were like.

Thinking of this, Zhao He smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you, it's just that I haven't received a task recently, and I don't have a reward to share with you." ”

By completing bounty missions, wandering swordsmen will receive rich rewards, usually most of these rewards, which are distributed to wanderers everywhere, and these wanderers provide information for wandering swordsmen, pass on messages, and provide shelter if necessary.

Qiubo Ridge of Yanyun Mountain, in the cave of wanderers, today is particularly lively, under the proposal and organization of the speaker Yang Ling, nearly 800 people from 100 households here, in order to welcome the hero in their hearts, the youngest gold medal swordsman Zhao He, took out all the materials he usually saved, and they wanted to entertain Zhao He.

These days, Zhao He has been traveling alone, not eating well, not drinking well, not sleeping well, and now he has met the warm hospitality of his relatives, and as a martial artist's vigilance, he has been melted by this enthusiasm a little bit.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. Driven by the speaker Yang Ling, nearly 100 strong men lined up to toast Zhao He, and Zhao He didn't care, and those who came did not refuse.

From noon until the second half of the night, everyone was gone, and then they fell asleep.

That Zhao He drank the most, but he didn't wake up the latest, about noon the next day, Zhao He woke up faintly. As soon as he woke up, Zhao He was dumbfounded, the things on his body were gone, and he swept around with his gaze, but he found that he was imprisoned!