The sea breeze is much less when it passes through the woods, and the dry dirt road doesn't become dusty, but it's still extremely difficult to walk.

Su Qingming walked all the way with the willows, and saw some seriously damaged houses, rotten fishing nets, and some skeletons of domestic animals after being gnawed, but he didn't see anyone. The cold starlight shone on these things, giving rise to a sense of decay and terror.

Obviously, this place has been uninhabited for a long time, and it must be that there are powerful monsters not far away.

Thinking of this possibility, Su Qingming was not worried, but felt that he finally had a destination.

He was now seriously injured and couldn't control the sword, but how could an ordinary demon beast hurt him.

Leaving the dirt road, I followed those traces to the mountains not far away, and after not going far, I found a stone cave among the rocks and vines.

The cave is wide and dry, and there is a large pile of bones in the depths, most of which can be seen to be whale bones and fish bones.

The walls of the cave were clearly marked by the scraping of an iron broom.

This is a monster beast with hard hair and is good at entering the sea, I don't know if it's a bear monster or something.

Su Qingming put the willow on the pile of bones, slowly walked back to the entrance of the cave with an iron sword, and looked down the mountain.

The night was dark, the stars were in full bloom, and he could see far away with his eyes.

A few miles away, a mountain-like demon beast was moving towards the seashore, and when it was about to enter the sea, it glanced back at the cave.

The demon beast was obviously reluctant to leave, but had to leave because of inexplicable fear.

Watching the demon beast disappear into the sea, Su Qingming felt a little regretful, he originally thought that if the level of this demon beast was high enough, he could take out the demon pill and let Yang Liu eat it.

Last night on the beach, Yang Liu had already taken the pill of the Moon Occultation Sect, but for her injuries at this time, more vivid medicinal materials were often more effective.

I didn't expect that demon beast to be so vigilant and sensitive, and ran away early.

Su Qingming was a little puzzled, thinking that he was seriously injured, and his breath did not leak at all, why did he scare this demon beast away?

He didn't expect that he had stayed in the Demon Suppression Prison for three years, and a big battle had been contaminated with a lot of smells, and after only a few days, naturally there was still a lot left.

And he occasionally hugs Liu Ada.

This is equivalent to saying that the taste of the Zhongzhou Xuan Turtle and the White Ghost of the Sword Sect is now on him.

No matter how powerful the demon beast is, smelling the breath of the wind from afar, it will naturally be scared to death, what if you don't escape?

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……

Starlight refracted in from outside the cave, illuminating the picture inside.

There was a cocoon in the pile of bones, and there was a man in the cocoon.

Willow's face was exposed.

She was asleep, innocent as a baby.

It's an interesting picture.

Su Qingming thought to himself that it would be good if Lu Shan was here, and he could draw it.

He sat down in front of the pile of bones, crossed his knees and began to breathe.

Early the next morning, Yang Liu opened his eyes and woke up.

Being placed in a pile of bones, she was not dissatisfied, nor was she uncomfortable.

As she said on the beach that day, she had killed too many people and seen too many bones.

She knew that Su Qingming was awake all the time.

"What are you thinking?"

Su Qingming opened his eyes and said, "I'm thinking about whether I should send you back to the Moon Covering Sect or the White City. ”

It's closer to the White City than the Hidden Moon Sect, but it's still far away.

With their injuries, they couldn't walk over at all, and there was no way to notify the mountain gate, and if they wanted to disappear through others, they were afraid of being uneasy.

Yang Liu said: "Four hundred miles to the southeast, there is a large original city, and there is a family nunnery outside the city, let's go there." ”

This place is in the north of the Chaotian Continent, and it is not the sphere of influence of the Sword Sect, but the nunnery is found in every state and county.

Su Qing meditated, felt good, and said, "I'll arrange it, you should sleep at this time." ”

The silk cocoon is a method similar to hibernation for cultivation or healing.

Of course, Yang Liu understood, and said, "Call me if you have something." ”

Su Qingming held the iron sword and moved to sit down outside the cave.

The last few stars in the distance are fading, and the morning glow on the sea is extremely red.

Countless clouds came from the sea.

The clouds met a mountain range that stretched northward in front of them, and gradually elevated, and some of them finally succeeded in crossing the past, turning into countless threads.

They will be the spring rains that will nourish the land and life over there.

There will be a stream there, and then it will flow into the sea.

And so on.

Su Qingming felt something.

Cause and effect are like this, I don't know where they originate, but they actually point to each other.

He slowly closed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already more than ten days later.

He used his sword to look inward, and confirmed that the injury had improved again, but he was still unable to perform strenuous exercise.

For example, driving a sword to leave, such as holding a sword to kill, such as jumping into a mountain cliff covered in fog hundreds of feet away, but you can already do something relatively simple.

The iron sword left his side and floated back into the cave, moving at high speed on the ground and the walls of the cave, making a slight grinding sound.

The seemingly blunt tip of the sword is engraved with countless intricate and delicate patterns.

After doing these things, he got up and walked back to the cave, and when he came to the pile of bones, he found that Willow's face was a little better and a little ruddy.

Her injuries are in good condition, and although there is no cure, at least she will not die for a short time.

Looking at that ordinary face, Su Qingming was silent for a while.

He had wondered why she hadn't been able to guess who she was until now, but when he thought about it, he hadn't been able to recognize the other party at the Mei Hui back then, so he was relieved.

Both he and she are a bit stupid in this regard.

Su Qingming woke her up and put the iron sword into her body.

Yang Liu looked at this picture, remembered the rumor, and said, "It is said that your cultivation has encountered problems and has stagnated, but now it seems that there is progress?" ”

Su Qingming didn't answer her question and said, "I'll do something." ”

Yang Liu said: "Where? ”

Su Qingming said: "There seems to be a mountain village over there, not far away. ”

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It is very difficult for Su Qingming to cross the mountains and mountains, but fortunately, with the help of the iron sword, he only needs to climb over a mountain to see the mountain village.

He had lived in the small mountain village of the Liu family for a year and knew how to deal with people.

After taking off his hat and putting it on outside a certain house, he walked to the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, and bought the news he wanted to know with a piece of gold leaf.

Where is it, how far is the nearest big city, and which one has a car?

Then he found himself with a problem.

The only person in the village who has a car is an official who retired from the county seat.

It was the big house not far away, and it was said that there were several big cars.

It was impossible for the retired official to lend a car to anyone, and he had a bad temper.

The retired official, known as Old Man Qiao by the villagers, moved back to the village from the county seat a few years ago, built a huge mansion, and lived in a simple house, where the villagers could only see the steward and the family, and rarely had the opportunity to see him in person.

A few very simple pieces of information are enough to perfunctory a story.

That old man Qiao must be a person with a story, and the biggest reason for returning to the mountain village is to avoid trouble.

If Su Qingming went to investigate, he would definitely be able to find out the truth of the matter, but he had no interest, and after a few glances from afar, he left the village and embarked on the return journey.

In the process of leaving the village, he took a piece of clothing that was hanging outside, tore it into strips of cloth, and tied an iron sword to his back.

In the middle of the night, he crossed the mountains and returned to the cave.

The starlight is like snow, illuminating the mountains and fields very clearly.

A demon beast like a hill was lying in front of the cave, covered in blood, no longer breathing, I don't know how long it had been dead, exuding a strong fishy smell.

The rocks outside the cave are full of gaps, rubble all over the ground, and traces of the monster's hard hairs like steel thorns, you can imagine how huge the power of the monster beast is, how fierce the struggle before death is, and the momentum is amazing.

Su Qingming glanced at the demon beast, confirmed that its demon pill was useless, and bypassed the corpse and walked into the cave.

The patterns on the stone wall and the ground have been blurred a lot, and the formation is broken and can no longer be used.

Yang Liu looked at him and said, "The formation is good. ”

Su Qingming used the Songhu sword technique, but it was not wrong to say that it was a formation.

Smelling the fishy smell coming from outside the cave, Yang Liu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Do you want to stay here?" ”

"Let's leave."

Su Qingming walked into the pile of white bones, lifted the cocoon and walked out of the cave.

Under the starlight, I crossed the mountains again, carried the sea on my back, and came to that mountain village, and the dawn was approaching.

Su Qingming carried the willow and walked to the mansion at the outermost point of the village.

The house of Old Man Qiao's house is very well repaired, and there is an arrow tower in the southeast corner, not to mention the defense of strongmen, even if the government wants to take it down, it will take some effort.

The side door of the mansion is very strong, covered with hardwood, about three inches thick, and the door latch is even thicker and exaggerated.

These naturally couldn't stop Su Qingming.

He walked to the door, waved his right hand, and the latch inside parted silently.

The house was quiet, there were no lights and no voices.

Su Qingming carried the willow to the stable, took out a horse, and then found the carriage.

With the reins in his left hand, he looked at the carriage and then at the horse.

The horse looked at him with wide eyes, very innocent.

Yang Liu asked, "Can't lass a horse?" ”

Su Qingming snorted.

"It's really a noble son of the turbid world."