The carriage was getting farther and farther away from Xiguancheng, and the ruins and ruins were gradually invisible.

Outside the beacon plug.

The sun sets.

Yang Paner lifted the curtain and looked back at Xizhou, with some unknown melancholy in her eyes.

She has lived in Xizhou for almost six years.

Although daily life is always worrying, there are not many disasters.

Compared with Shen Yu, Yang Paner thinks that the previous days were simply peaceful.

Because the three of them only traveled less than a thousand miles, they met the Sword Buddha, the Demon Lord of the Demon Domain, and a few sages of the Academy.

This kind of sky-high big man, Yang Paner has never seen so many in his life.

The most terrifying thing is that the seemingly easy-going man in front of him killed the invincible demon lord with a sword.

When Yan Shigu died under that bright sword, Yang Paner could see it very clearly.

It was the sword that Shen Yu lent him.

Qingxuan.

Looking at the forest in her hand, Yang Paner couldn't help but shudder.

Zhao Ji, on the other side, hugged her knees tightly and was silent.

Her identity is special, she is a fox demon form, although she has never appeared in Xiguan City from beginning to end.

But just the heroic spirit of the countless scholars around her forced her to almost lose her body.

If it weren't for Shen Yu's spiritual power to protect the carriage, Zhao Ji couldn't imagine what kind of ending he would have had after being discovered by everyone.

For many years, the follower Yang Yuanhao, she had no cultivation resources, and she did not dare to eat people, and her realm cultivation has been stagnant.

The demon clan's cultivation already takes time, and now it still only cultivates four fox tails.

For Shen Yu, Zhao Ji was afraid from the bottom of her heart.

This seemingly calm man has deep eyes that can see through everything.

But the good thing is that she knows that as long as she is safe, then nothing matters.

In this way, the three of them walked silently through the moor, stopping at a small crossing.

The river is wide, there is no bridge, only a boat to ferry.

Shen Yu didn't stop, and drove the carriage straight onto the boat.

On the bank of the river, two men in black robes stood on the pier, looking coldly at the ferry.

Both of them were shrouded in black robes, and the cold aura lowered the air around them by a lot.

One of them looked tired and drowsy, but his hand holding the sword was extremely powerful.

Seeing Shen Yu and the others getting on the ferry, his eyes unconsciously lifted slightly.

At this moment, another slender man seemed to sense his mood change and turned his head to look.

The slender man stood with his hands in his hands, and the whole person had a certain noble temperament.

With just one look, he looked away from the ferry.

That guy is not like an ordinary person, he is naturally sensitive to the surrounding environment, otherwise he would have been killed in the wasteland a long time ago.

It's just that what I was waiting for at that time was the first in the world.

Li Qinglian's eyes had an unconcealable sense of appreciation.

No matter whether Shen Yu and that guy were able to escape in the end by relying on Dao Yanzhen, he couldn't deny his keen discovery of this world.

The clues were found early.

Let the siege of the six of them fail.

This time, perhaps, he didn't have so much luck.

The number one in the world, now facing the challenge of the Blue Emperor Song Nu, has no more energy to look at the world.

"Mr. Li, what should we do?" The grim man asked softly.

Li Qinglian shook her head slightly and said, "Don't do anything, even if you Wei Boyang have exhausted your cultivation, don't easily think about revenge, otherwise you will be sent to death."

"The gap between me and him is much greater." The man known as Wei Boyang sighed.

Having said that, he was still a little unwilling. Tentatively said, "If Mr. strikes with me, I don't believe that Shen Yu has the ability to escape."

Li Qinglian's expression was slightly cold, and she said lightly: "Although you have stepped into the upper three realms, in this world, there are always some genius realms that cannot be understood by ordinary people's realms, such as that Li Yi, such as Wan Jianyi, of course, the guy on the ferry is more of a monster than others."

He glanced at Wei Boyang, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"If you don't accept it, the next time you fight with the sword, you will die."

In the end, Li Qinglian calmly broke his illusions.

Being so despised by others, Wei Boyang was surprisingly not half angry, in the years when he lost his cultivation, he had seen all the warmth and coldness of the world, and he had long since lost his mood for a few words from others.

For Shen Yu, Wei Boyang had already personally known about his demons in the imperial capital.

Now that a few years have passed, with Shen Yu's talent, there are a few people in the entire world whose cultivation speed can compare to him.

It is precisely because of this that Wei Boyang cherishes the current situation more and more.

"So what are we going to do next?" Wei Boyang asked honestly.

Li Qinglian is the envoy of Qianchuan Tiancao, and the entire Qianchuan is now under his control, and the killing of Shen Yu is naturally arranged by this former academy outcast.

"There are seventy-two in the world, although two sages died, but after all, they couldn't break through the Haoran Array, and now that little junior brother has returned to the imperial capital from the Taoist Sect, and has begun to write in the world, and if he wants to make a fuss in his pen, there is no half possibility."

Li Qinglian's face showed a trace of frustration for the first time, but it quickly disappeared again, and he continued: "Shen Yu took that woman all the way east, probably to Qianliu City, where I casually played a chess move back then, and now I should also use it."

Wei Boyang's pupils shrank, and he was a little more wary of the man in front of him.

This former outcast of the academy, now the envoy of Qianchuan, was able to arrange chess pieces everywhere many years ago.

Do whatever you want, and let people enter the game.

This antelope's horn-like ability to deduce is a talent that all cultivators in the world are extremely afraid of.

Everything counts.

Who in the world can avoid his deduction.

The two watched in silence as the ferry left the river bank and headed off into the distance.

Wei Boyang knew that Li Qinglian had an arrangement, so he didn't mean to make a move.

The boat went farther and farther.

…

The ferry is huge.

As soon as Shen Yu stepped on the deck, he had the feeling of standing on the flat ground, which made him slightly surprised.

From Xiguan to the east, along the Quhe River straight to Jiangzhou, it will take about three months to reach the mouth of the East China Sea.

Then take the seabed and go to Qianliu City.

The reason why he was unwilling to give up the carriage was that Shen Yu was too lazy to walk.

With the two women, he didn't want the Qingxuan Sword to fly in the sky.

So I slowly traveled in this way.

As for Zhao Ji's thoughts.

Shen Yu only raised her eyelids slightly, and the woman lowered her head, not daring to say a word.

And Yang Paner.

He curled up in the cabin, enduring a turbulent air flow swimming wildly in his body.

This is Shen Yu's technique when he taught Lu Caiwei to practice swords before.

Simple, brutal.

If you can get through it, you have your real name sword.

Zhao Ji even thought that Shen Yu wanted to get rid of Yang Pan'er in this way.

But soon he woke up and knew that this was a great opportunity for Pan'er.

Because the entire Linghuang knew that Shen Yudao's sword dual cultivation, judging from some of the battles he already knew, Shen Yu's sword path had transcended a certain realm.

Even many of the Sword Immortals in Sword Immortal City were ashamed of themselves.

And Zhao Ji is also convinced that Shen Yu will not put Yang Paner in danger.

Unfortunately, she was wrong.

In Shen Yu's thoughts, people in the world want to practice against the sky, and if they follow the step-by-step path, they will never be able to catch up

Predecessor.

Lu Caiwei is like this.

Yang Paner also needs to have such experience.

Therefore, in the cabin, the little girl covered her belly and let out one scream after another.

Shen Yu ignored this, and just watched with interest as a boat lady at the stern of the boat was cleaning up a fish.

The woman's expression was calm, and she was disemboweled by the fresh river fish in a few clicks, and her movements were extremely elegant...

And, of course, skilled.

The boatman on the other side shouted trumpets and rowed oars.

In the corner where no one could see, someone pulled the side of the ship unhurriedly.

The boat lady did not pause, and threw the entrails to a black cat, and at the same time chopped the fish into pieces with a knife and a knife very regularly.

Shen Yu seemed to be very interested in this, and he didn't plan to return to the cabin, so he found a chair to lie there.

…

The Quhe River is turbulent, and this boat is the only ferry boat in the surrounding 100 miles, and it is big enough that even under such large waves, it runs smoothly.

There were not many people on the boat, except for Shen Yu and the others, there were also a few short-cut men, and a pair of father and daughter who seemed to be relatives.

Listen to the screams of the woman in the cabin.

One of the girls couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Dad, what's wrong with that sister?" When she got on the boat, she was fine."

The old father looked at Shen Yu cautiously and said in a low voice, "Don't ask more, these cultivators have great magical powers, maybe they are cultivating some powerful spells."

"Is it still like this when you practice spells?" The girl was still puzzled.

Before the old man could speak, a short-beaten man in the distance stood up and said loudly, "You old man is talking nonsense, maybe it's the little lady who is happy."

The man's voice was so loud that the whole ferry could hear it.

Zhao Ji's face turned red, and she reprimanded, "That bastard is talking nonsense, my young lady's cultivation has gone wrong, but you are so flirtatious, do you want to die?"

The short-beaten man seemed to be also a cultivator, and he was also a martial artist, he glanced at Zhao Ji, and said with a chuckle: "This lady, you really can't see it when Uncle Ben can't see it, it's clear that someone has done something in that little girl's dantian and wants to do something to snatch the spirit, that is, when he meets me, he will relieve that little girl today."

Hearing this, Zhao Ji couldn't hold back anymore.

The figure suddenly moved, and the next moment he stood in front of the man.

The delicate palm was raised high and flung it on the man's face without hesitation.

Syllable!

The short man's cheeks instantly swollen, and the whole person was slapped in a circle.

At this moment, several other people around also got up one after another, looking at Zhao Ji with a fierce look on their faces.

On the bow of the boat, Shen Yu was still lying on the bamboo chair lightly.

The boatman and the boatlady were trembling at the moment, and their faces were full of fear.

No one could have imagined that this beautiful woman was actually a cultivator, and she seemed to have a very high realm.

They sail on the Quhe River all year round, and what they are most afraid of are these cultivators who don't care whether mortals live or die.

On the ferry, Zhao Ji looked at a few people coldly.

The demonic aura on his body couldn't be suppressed, as if he would kill those people in the next moment.