The cold wind carried the sand and dust on the ground, and although it was daytime, the light was dim as if it was evening.

The temperature had already dropped below freezing, and there was not a single beast or bird to be seen on the bare peaks along the way.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but a dilapidated road that stretched deep into the mountains.

Zhao Ya put on a cloak, looking at all this outside, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It is no wonder that although this land is vast, it has not formed a strong force for so many years.

In this apocalyptic environment, it is not surprising that anyone with a slightly weak psychological tolerance can easily fall into a whirlpool of sadness and despair, or even go crazy.

So unless you are really desperate, most people will never come to this kind of place.

The road that Zhao Ya is taking now is the closest road from Dayan to the Outer Land.

Before coming, he had inquired about the route in detail, and he had also asked Mo Qi and Lu Dingtai.

They all said that there were several roads between Dayan and the Outer Lands, but most of them were very dangerous, and only a few were passable.

The shortest of these roads passes through a large area of no-man's land, usually in groups, and rarely by a single person.

After all, it's such a big no-man's land, and if you walk alone, if you encounter some danger, it's all over.

The road that can be feared by ordinary people is completely unhindering Zhao Ya.

After all, with Zhao Ya's current strength, I can be called invincible below the open pulse, and the ordinary open pulse is exchanged for one.

So in the face of such a no-man's land, Zhao Ya didn't care at all.

Now Zhao Ya has walked along this road for half a day, and he has probably walked more than a hundred miles.

This is a terrifying number, because the road is rugged and difficult, and the average person will walk sixty or seventy miles in a tiring day, which can be regarded as fast.

If it was a caravan carrying goods, it would travel at most forty or fifty miles a day.

However, caravans generally do not go here, and they would rather take a detour than take a risk.

It was just over two o'clock in the afternoon, and it was getting dark.

The wind was blowing more and more fiercely, and there was a little snowflake in it.

In an instant, the goose feathers and snow fell, and the distant peaks soon turned white.

This bad weather not only did not stump Zhao Ya, but aroused the pride in his heart.

With a slight touch of his toes, the whole person jumped up, and actually ran up against the wind and snow.

With all his strength, Zhao Ya's speed was as fast as a ghost, moving rapidly in the dark.

Often a vertical leap can fly dozens of zhang away, and when he is in the air, Zhao Ya will do his best to take advantage of the wind.

Only when you are really exhausted will you gently step on the ground with your toes to borrow strength.

At this time, if someone observes the footprints left by Zhao Ya, they will find that there is only a shallow mark on the thin snow, which does not look like it was left by a person when he passed by.

Although it is not said that there is no trace of real snow treading, it is also quite good.

In fact, Zhao Ya has been pondering how to take the light gong body method to the next level.

If you can improve from returning to the basics to transcendent sainthood, the speed of the body will definitely soar a lot.

It's a pity that I haven't found an opportunity.

After all, in terms of body speed, there are few people in the entire Dayan who can compare with Zhao Ya.

How else can this be improved?

Looks like we'll have to go to the outer lands to find a target.

In this way, Zhao Ya galloped for more than an hour, and drove out more than a hundred miles, and then gradually slowed down.

It's not because I'm tired.

Instead, Zhao Ya saw a little fire in front of him.

After getting closer, Zhao Ya could hear the human voice coming from the wind.

It's a caravan!

Zhao Ya didn't expect his luck to be so good, and he actually met a caravan in this wild place.

It's just that I don't know what this caravan is transporting, and it dares to take the risk of crossing the no-man's land.

At this time, it was completely dark, and the snow on the ground was more than half a meter deep, and it was still falling.

Zhao Ya slowed down and soon came to the front.

After getting closer, Zhao Yafang understood why this caravan was stationed here.

It turned out to be a col surrounded by several mountain peaks, which could provide maximum shelter from wind and snow, and was a perfect campsite.

From a distance, Zhao Ya found that the scale of this caravan was not too large, but the strength of the guards was quite good.

Just by seeing it on the surface, there were seven or eight Four Realm martial artists, and the rest were all at the peak of the Three Realms.

Zhao Ya observed for a moment, and finally decided to rest around here.

After all, with such a heavy snowstorm, continuing to rush will be extremely physically exhausting, and some of the gains outweigh the losses.

And so a figure emerged from the darkness.

"What people!"

A guard who was standing guard on a high place immediately discovered Zhao Ya, and was so frightened that he immediately shouted and asked, and at the same time raised his knife in his hand, ready to respond to the enemy.

Not only him, but the rest of the camp guards reacted in an instant.

Some of them formed a battle formation and waited for the battle, while others immediately rushed to the side of the car and prepared their defenses.

Zhao Ya stopped and said loudly: "I am also a person who is in a hurry, and I saw the fire in the night, so I rushed over. ”

Hearing Zhao Ya say this, the vigilance of these people still did not diminish in the slightest.

After all, in the middle of the night when the snow was raging, a person suddenly appeared and said that he was in a hurry.

How strange this sounds.

"I don't mean to disturb you, I just want to camp in a sheltered place for the night." Zhao Ya explained again.

The guards looked at each other, and then one of the older ones clenched their fists.

"Friend, I'm really sorry, we have already occupied this place, please take a step higher and choose another place."

Zhao Ya frowned slightly.

The col was so wide that the caravan only occupied one of the corners, and the rest was empty, but no one else was allowed to camp here, which was a bit overbearing.

However, Zhao Ya was not angry.

After all, in this barren mountain range, his appearance is really a little abrupt, and it is normal for these people to be more vigilant.

But before Zhao Ya could speak, a man about thirty years old walked out of a tent.

"Lao Chen, forget it, it's freezing this day, it's not easy for him to travel alone, just let him camp next to him and rest."

"But the owner, this person's origin is unknown, what if it is a thief's spy?" The leader of the guards, Lao Chen, said.

The man smiled, "On this snowy night, the birds dare not fly, and the thieves are all nesting in the nest, who will come out?" ”

As he spoke, the man arched his hand at Zhao Ya.

"Friend, I'm really sorry, it stands to reason that I should let you into the camp, but it's really inconvenient, so please take care of yourself."

Zhao Ya also smiled.

This man is not very old, but he has a big heart.

So he returned the salute.

"Thank you."

Then Zhao Ya chose a clean and leeward corner and began to set up camp under the watchful eye of this old Chen.

It is said to be a camp, but in fact, it is just a simple triangular frame with a few dead logs, and then put an oilcloth on it.

Then Zhao Ya neatly lit a bonfire and put the dry food he carried with him on the side of the fire to heat.

Even if Zhao Ya's current digestive ability can be called a pervert because of his gastrointestinal talent, even if he freezes into ice lumps, he can still digest it.

But if you can eat more comfortably, who wants to gnaw on ice lumps.

Just as Zhao Ya was roasting hot dry food and preparing to eat it, a guard suddenly walked over with two things.

"This is a gift from our host."

With that, the guard put his things on the ground and turned to leave.

One of them was a roast chicken wrapped in dried lotus leaves, and a small jar of wine.

Seeing this, Zhao Ya couldn't help but raise his head and look at the camp not far away.

I saw that the man was also looking here.

Zhao Ya smiled, and then clasped his fists.

"Thanks!"

The man smiled and waved his hand, then turned back to the tent.

Zhao Ya picked up both of these things, although he didn't eat them, he knew that there was no problem just by smelling them.

The rotisserie chicken was pre-processed and now just needs to be heated.

Zhao Ya found a long wooden stick and put it on, roasted it on the fire, then opened the wine cork and took a sip slowly.

The wine is strong.

At least 70 degrees.

After entering the mouth, it slid down the throat like a red-hot knife.

But after the stomach fell, the whole person was refreshed, and even the cold seemed to be dispelled a lot.

From these two things, it can be seen that this caravan is very experienced in walking.

After being processed, the roast chicken can not only be stored for a long time, but also has a very good taste when it is heated up when eaten.

Secondly, this high-grade wine can not only be drunk, but also used to disinfect after injury, and even used as a fire starter at critical moments.

I just don't know why such an experienced caravan would take such a huge risk to make this trip?

But soon Zhao Ya put this doubt behind him.

Because who hasn't had a few secrets these days.

I and the other party just met in Pingshui, so why should I be so curious.

At this time, the roast chicken was also hot, and Zhao Ya began to feast.

And just as he was eating meat and drinking, in the camp, the leader of the guards, Lao Chen, said with some dissatisfaction.

"Boss, I know you have a good heart, but you really shouldn't allow such a person of unknown origin to camp nearby, what if something happens?"

"Lao Chen, I know you're a little worried, but this man knows at a glance that he is definitely not a thief's spy, just a pedestrian."

"And on this cold and snowy night, if he misses this shelter, he may freeze to death."

"If you're really not at ease, just send a few people to keep an eye on him."

Lao Chen didn't dare to say anything.

Just then, the escort walked in.

"The stuff has already been delivered."

"Did he take it?" The man asked.

"Not only have I received it, but I have already eaten it."

The man was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed and said, "See, if this person is really a thief's spy, how dare he eat what we gave?" ”

This old Chen frowned slightly when he heard this.

In his opinion, if he dares to eat other people's things casually, this person is either a chick who has just left the rivers and lakes, or he has something to rely on.

But do the chicks who have just come out of the rivers and lakes dare to walk in such a deserted and uninhabited no man's land?

He always felt that this pedestrian who suddenly appeared was a little strange.

So when the man returned to the tent, he called a few guards and ordered: "You will take turns on duty tonight, especially pay attention to this sudden arrival, and report any change to me immediately." ”

"Yes!"

It was late at night.

The snow was a little lighter, but the wind never stopped.

Zhao Ya sat in a tent made of oilcloth, listening to the sound of the wind whistling outside, and suddenly felt lonely.

At first glance, there was a lack of drunken children around him, and he was really a little uncomfortable.

Soon, however, this feeling was interrupted by the secret breathing method of swallowing the power of the stars.

Zhao Ya closed his eyes and meditated, cultivating the foundation of true power in the dantian little by little.

Unlike other secret methods, the process of cultivating dantian seeds by Star Swallowing True Power is very long.

This is also to prepare for opening up the meridians and refining acupuncture points in the future.

Zhao Ya was not in a hurry, because he had not been in the Five Realms for a long time, so he just took this opportunity to polish his strength.

But at this moment, Zhao Ya seemed to sense something, his ears moved slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

The night outside was as dark as ink.

The bonfire that Zhao Ya had born before had long been extinguished.

But at this moment, Zhao Ya suddenly picked up the cold iron knife in front of him and stabbed it backhand.

Burst.

The cold iron knife passed through the oilcloth and stabbed directly into a soft place.

There was a snort of pain and a fall to the ground, but it was quickly drowned out by the howling wind.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Ya lifted the oilcloth and jumped into the darkness.

Behind the tarpaulin tent, there was a man lying on his stomach, the blood flowing from under his body had been frozen, and he could no longer die.

Zhao Ya narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the darkness in the distance, and then at the camp behind him.

"That's it, I'll thank you for this jar of wine."

As he spoke, Zhao Ya disappeared into the darkness again.

At the same time, in a corner not far from the col, several men in black were lurking.

"What's the matter, let the third child go and investigate the reality, why haven't you come back yet?" Someone said.

"I guess I met a sentry, now these caravans can be cautious, wait and see." Someone next to him responded.

But these people didn't notice that a dark shadow had quietly approached them.

In the next moment, a flash of knife flashed.

The man lying at the back didn't even snort before his throat was slit.

Blood bubbled out.

He clutched his neck and tried to shout, but he couldn't.

"What people!"

The rest of the men finally sensed that something was wrong, and drew their swords to meet the enemy.

But they didn't even see Zhao Ya's appearance, so they were simply put to the ground.

In the end, Zhao Ya stepped on a man in black and said coldly, "Who are you?" ”

The man in black was already frightened.

He never thought that this seemingly inconspicuous caravan would have such a powerful existence.

"Big ...... My lord, we are not far from the Black Wind Village, and we saw a caravan passing here during the day today, so we came over to see what was going on. ”

Kavinka is now, 10,000 words tomorrow

(End of chapter)