There was no word all night, and in the early morning, Gan Ningyuan woke up, Su Xinyin was no longer there, and only left a piece of broken silver and a book beside him.

"It's okay to leave like this!" Gan Ningyuan took the silver, and then opened the book, on which were written the words "Reverse Pulse Ice Xuanjin", and it looked like the ink had not yet dried, as if it had just been written.

"She wrote it to me overnight?" Gan Ningyuan muttered to herself, seeing that the handwriting in the book was beautiful, and she wrote down her practice experience in detail in several difficult places, and these experiences were rare treasures.

After cleaning up a little, Gan Ningyuan slowly went down the mountain, now there is no town, at a glance, he spared the town in a short time, and walked towards the official road, he didn't know where the demon gate was, and the general direction was good to inquire all the way.

Gan Ning was far from having horses, and he was injured on his body, so he didn't walk fast, and he walked for eight days before he arrived in the original five-day journey.

Fortunately, at night, he practiced the two martial arts of the Nameless Mind Method and the Reverse Pulse Ice Xuanjin, and his body improved day by day.

However, Rao is like this, his martial arts have still regressed greatly, whether it is the forbidden sword or the moon spirit sword technique, he has become powerless.

At this time, Jingyuemen didn't know how far he had gone, and he said that he had passed by a few days ago when he asked all the way, which made Gan Ningyuan feel so sad.

On this day, turning over an overgrown hillside and seeing a post station in the distance, Gan Ningyuan was physically and mentally exhausted under the hurry, Gan Ningyuan quickened his pace, wanting to rest for a while.

I didn't want to see four or five peasant-looking people behind me, each holding a farm implement, talking all the way.

Seeing this, Gan Ningyuan frowned slightly, these people were not very clever in acting, and they knew that they were martial arts practitioners by looking at their calm steps.

With a vigilant heart, Gan Ningyuan burrowed into the grass, meaning to avoid these people of unknown origin.

When these people got closer, Gan Ningyuan looked quietly, but his face was happy, because among these people, the person who was the leader was Song Jackal, although he only had some brief contact with Song Jackal that day, he was like-minded and had an extraordinary friendship.

Holding back his mood, Gan Ning was far from showing up, he thought that Song Jackal was a member of the Xuanyin Sect, and this place was almost close to the realm of the Demon Sect, there must be something strange about it.

Unfortunately, the six Song Jackals also settled at the post station, and Xiao Er quickly brought out the tea.

Gan Ningyuan had a plan, grabbed his hair, and scratched some black mud on the ground and touched his face, which was not enough, he picked up the long branch not far away as a crutch, and limped towards the post station.

"Little Er, give me a pot of tea and six white-flour steamed buns. After Gan Ningyuan sat down at the most edge table, he deliberately suppressed his voice and said, and as he spoke, he put a piece of broken silver on the table.

Xiao Er is a snob, seeing that Gan Ningyuan was unkempt and unkempt, like a beggar, he didn't come forward to greet him, but when he saw the silver, he ran out with great interest, wiped the table that didn't need to be wiped numbly, promised in his mouth, and then smiled and accepted the silver.

But for a while, the tea and steamed buns are together.

Song Jackal and the others looked at Gan Ning Yuan a few times, and when they saw that he was rude and only a beggar, they didn't pay attention to him.

Gan Ning was far away from Song Jackal's eyes, and was a little proud of his dress, but he didn't make a sound on his face, and just gobbled up steamed buns.

"How many of you are going to the Demon Suppression Gate?" At this time, the boss of the post station greeted him with a smile, only to see that he was tall and thin, and a hat almost covered his eyes.

"What does the boss want to inquire?" Song Jackal's face changed slightly, and then asked.

"Offended, just wanted to tell you that there's some drugged in your tea. The tall and thin boss grinned, his words were flat, but it made the people present change color.

Song Jackal was just about to stand up, but he felt that the sky was spinning, and he was lightheaded for a while, and he fell to the ground.

The rest of the people didn't get there either, and fell to the ground with a few thuds.

Gan Ningyuan hadn't swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns yet, and his heart was bitter, because he had already made tea, and he had also been drugged when he thought about it.

The tall and thin boss turned around and just glanced at Gan Ningyuan, as if he was a little surprised why the latter hadn't fallen to the ground.

Seeing this, Gan Ning thought quickly in his heart, and then fell to the ground as well. It turned out that he had only taken the medicine Qiantong's Baizhuan Yishen Pill a few days ago, and he was immune to the poison, not to mention that it was just a drug.

The reason why he pretended to faint was really helpless, he was injured, and the nameless mental method began to cultivate, with little effect, and the owner of this post station seemed to be thin and tall and fleshless, but he was afraid that he would also have some superficial martial arts, and if he really had to fight, he might suffer a loss.

So he chose to pretend to faint first, and then wait for the opportunity to move, and others were okay, but Song Jackal wanted to save him.

"Boss, what should you do with these people?" Xiao Er changed his previous courteous voice and asked on the side.

"Search for the silver on them, and then lock them in the cellar, and wait for the martial arts conference to be over before making plans. The tall and thin boss lifted his hat and replied.

"What to do with this beggar?" Xiao Er asked again.

"Useless man, throw him into a rotten pit. ”

Xiao Er was even more numb, first resisting Song Jackal and a few people into the cellar under the post station, and then using a sack to put Gan Ningyuan into the sack and looked at the hillside.

In the sack, Gan Ningyuan opened his eyes and felt a little depressed, so he gently pulled out a scimitar from his waist and made a small opening in the sack, and looked out through the gap, surrounded by weeds.

After walking for about a mile, Gan Ning saw a big black pit not far away, since he met a man-eating monster in the big cave a few days ago, he had an inexplicable fear of this black pit.

And his intuition told him that this big pit was the place where the corpse was thrown, and once it was thrown down, there was little chance of survival.

sighed secretly in the sack, he didn't want to hurt people's lives, but now that this little two wants to kill him, he has to fight back.

Xiao Er shook the sack on his back, separated his feet, and planned to throw Gan Ningyuan into it.

"Poof. This voice was particularly harsh, Xiao Er's expression became stiff, and his eyes widened.

The next moment, Gan Ningyuan broke open the sack and rolled out, and when he turned to look, Xiao Er fell forward, tilted his head and fell into the deep pit.

Gan Ningyuan immediately looked around, because it was not Xiao Er he killed.

"Thank you for your help, and please show up. Gan Ning didn't see the figure far away, and he was puzzled, so he said loudly.

The weeds were blown by the breeze and made a slight noise, but there was still no one in sight.

Seeing this, Gan Ningyuan had no choice but to give up, since he saved him in the dark, he would not harm him again.

"This person is only afraid that many people have done such murderous deeds, and now he is also dying in it, which can be regarded as retribution. Gan Ningyuan thought so.

However, he is safe, but it is not easy to rescue the six Song Jackals, he has secretly observed before, the owner of the post station is also a martial artist, if he was not afraid before, but now he has to weigh it, don't save people but put himself in.

The big pit gave him an uncomfortable feeling, Gan Ningyuan discerned the direction, and slowly walked through the weeds, drowning in the weeds in a short time.