In the territory of the barbarian country, the country does not allow flying monsters to travel, and the journey is tiring, and it is no wonder that many literati love to write poems such as "Xing Se".

The water of the river is cold enough, the face of the pedestrian is more cold than the river, the autumn is already quite light, the face of the pedestrian is more bleak than the thick autumn, and finally after walking a long mountain road, the ferry by the river appears in front of you again.

Either walking, or walking.

This damn conservative barbarian country, why can't you use flying demonic beasts for business!

Rao is Yu Xi and Gu Ling'er rode on a thousand-mile horse, and there were map indications along the way, and this kind of distance also made them choke!

It was impossible to let Gu Linger fly him all the time.

"Ahhei, look at the map, how long is it left?"

On the horse, Gu Linger caught up from behind and asked Yu Xi.

From the excitement of riding a horse at the beginning, to the bumps of the whole day later, Gu Linger has lost the motivation to move forward, and every time he asks Yu Xi, he always says:

"It's coming, it's coming!"

So this time, Gu Linger caught up, and when she asked, she added the word map!

His answer had to be substantiated before she could believe that it was almost there.

"It's coming!"

Yu Xi's nose was the same, and when he found that Gu Linger was looking at him viciously, he smiled awkwardly, then pulled the reins back, let the horse gradually stop, took out the map from the space bag, spread it out on the horse's back, carefully identified it for a while, and said:

"We have now arrived at the Boar Ridge, and after crossing this ridge, we will be the capital of the barbarian country. ”

"Oh, I'll show you!"

Gu Linger leaned in and looked at it, then nodded, and while she was not at ease, she took the map again, compared it carefully, and then said:

"When we get to Zhuhuan, we must have a good time! It's too tiring, I think if we get to the Shangling Realm, it must not be as easy as it is now, there must be fierce competition there, there are many things to do every day, not as free as now, I said Ah Hei, have you ever thought about giving up now, you go back to Dawu Country, don't go to the Shangling Realm? You are now in Dawu Country, but what about the big people!" Gu Ling'er looked at Yu Xi, although she said this with a smile on her face, deep down, she revealed a worry.

Even the current her, the former World Tree, feels that her dream is out of reach, not to mention the silly boy and stupid brother in front of her?

Think about how many years she has lived and how much she has experienced, she naturally knows a lot of things, but in front of this stupid brother, she is even more stupid.

"Are you kidding me?" Yu Xi glanced at her, lifted the reins, whipped his horse, and left quickly.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Gu Linger didn't expect to wait for such a result.

How is it possible?

He has already embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, and has crossed the threshold of the difficult beginning, and now he feels that cultivating immortals is smooth, how could he give up such a path?

The weak will only make promises, and the strong can make the rules of the game, even children know the truth, how can he give up?

Inside, he smiled lightly, consciously or unconsciously looking at the white silk scarf hidden on his chest.

He has always had a dream, but that dream is too grandiose, too terrifying, not to mention the bold to say it, even imagination, he feels extremely extravagant, extremely exciting, so that he is full of motivation!

He felt unhappy that he had lived in the Nine Phoenix Sect, he felt that he had rarely been happy, and he had regrets......

So, now Glimmer is asking him if he wants to give up?

Is it possible?

Helping Gu Linger become the World Tree again is just the first stop in his goal.

These days, don't look at him just in a hurry, secretly he has broken through to the foundation of the first heavy.

Cultivation, cultivation all the time!

............

Old man Tian died.

In the Great Sima Mansion, he was beheaded by a sorcerer, ate his brain marrow, and died in a terrible state.

However, for Song Chunyu, it was just a sniff and a word: a small scene.

"What do you get from this inexplicable old guy who is unwilling to look at himself and laugh?" Song Chunyu asked.

"Hehe, Da Sima, it's really not easy for you guys this time, but I ate fresh this time, if it's still that kind of hard and black brain marrow, I will definitely have diarrhea after eating it, which is not good for my cultivation." ”

"Da Sima asked you something! Don't answer quickly!" said a small servant next to Da Sima.

"Hey, hey, what's that little thing!" the wizard opened his bloody mouth and spat out a cloud of black flames, which flew quickly towards the little man's right hand.

"Ahh

"Master Liu, the reward is a lot, please don't break the rules!" Song Chunyu said with a slight frown.

Liu Wu snorted coldly, turned around, held his head high, and closed his eyes slightly in a half-asleep posture.

When you perform your gatekeeping skills, you have to be a little proud.

After posing, he slowly spit out the words:

"This guy is named Tian Tomb, more than thirty years ago? Good guy, he is a descendant of the Tian family, well, for the past thirty years, he has been working as an errand runner in an inn, he has been trained and laughed, it is very miserable, etc., this is?"

The image in his mind shocked him completely.

He took a few steps back and said madly:

"Hades Order! Hades Lord! This woman is Hades Lord!"

Ryu-wu's skull began to smoke black, blood spilled from his eyeholes, and the wizard would pay a cruel price when he saw a picture that he shouldn't have seen.

It's been since ancient times!

I can't hold it anymore!

Song Chunyu immediately made a move, and a mysterious breath entered Liu Wu's head, and after sharing some of the news and pictures, Song Chunyu sneered, and with a little push, Liu Wu fell to the ground like a sick dog.

At this moment, Liu Wu knows too many amazing things, just now Song Chunyu seemed to be helping him, but in fact he was harming him, making his body overdrawn to the extreme, and he had nothing to do!

Song Chunyu is so deeply hidden.

"Song ...... Song Chunyu, I have helped you many times, but you have harmed me, I didn't expect you, I didn't expect you to be in the same class as me!"

Helping him just now, sharing news and pictures, is not something that ordinary people can do.

"Hmph! I've already known what I want to know, Xiao Yu, he just burned your right hand, take revenge!"

Song Chunyu put his hands behind his back and said lightly.

"Song Chunyu, the omnipotent high priest will know everything through the staff, as a witch, you will not escape the punishment!"

snorted, and before he could utter a few vicious curse words, the little guy just now pierced a candle into his chest.

"High priest, do the witches have a high priest? It's just a myth used by the down-and-out people who have been wiped out to comfort themselves!"

Song Chunyu smiled disappreciatively, then turned to leave.

............

Ahh

Yu Xi sneezed loudly.

He put away the staff of witchcraft, closed the picture in the orb, and led Gu Linger to prepare to enter the city.

............

A wild and wild place in the mountains.

There is a group of dark mountain people, covering their bodies with leaves, feeding on tigers and wolves, and making stone caves their home.

Just now, they collectively blew up the pot, one by one extremely excited, holding weapons made of wood, standing together in a neat and orderly manner, speaking difficult language that outsiders could not understand at all.

The following is full of authors who are afraid that everyone will not understand, so I, who is erudite and talented, showed my little talent a little, drank a sip of nine pieces of fairy water, and moistened my throat, which is translated as follows:

"The priest jade shines with unprecedented light, and the old ancestor who has been rumored by the ancestors, our high priest, is coming back!!!"

"Oh my God, High Priest, you are back at last! Heaven has opened your eyes! You must lead us to the highest glory again!"

Afterwards:

"Let's go, let's follow the instructions of Priest Jade and go to find the priest together, and at the same time, we should also tidy up the portal, if the priest sees the existence of such evil cultivators, his old man will definitely not like it!"

After discussing with several witch people of great rank, they decided to find the high priest who had disappeared from the ancient books and only existed because of the word of mouth of the people!

So, this group of witches came out of the mountain en masse!

On the other side, within the Rings.

After Song Chunyu learned the news of Lord Yan, he launched a series of actions.

First of all, he drew the appearance of the Lord of Yama, and then informed the people through the announcement of the origin of this Lord of Yama.

Tell the people in Zhuhuan not to panic, and then increase the search and start an all-round search!

The city ordered people to find the ruffians in the city, and blackened the history of the Tian clan, and then exaggerated how the wizards abused the old man after Song Chunyu captured him.

Soon, this already restless ring became extremely dangerous.

On the third day, Song Chunyu announced to everyone:

"This morning, I received an order from the king of Hades!"

As soon as this exciting news came out, it made the people in the city open and shut their mouths full of these related words!

But Song Chunyu did not panic.

His nephew, His Majesty the current Emperor, also came to visit the Song Mansion in person regardless of the danger, and after making sure that Song Chunyu was confident, he left with peace of mind.

This little majesty is a lazy ghost, he thinks he is young, and he wants to indulge well, so he doesn't pay attention to any political affairs, except for the soft bed of pretty women, he privately sets up a banquet, and on the main seat of the banquet, he often puts clothes that do not cover his body, charming concubines, and often tastes with the eunuchs generously!

The second uncle is so powerful, it's better not to die!

............

Yu used to keep an eye on the surrounding situation, and he was only here to find the entrance.

He soon saw the man he had seen in the scepter that day!

It turns out that this person is the great Sima of today's barbarian country!

Sure enough, there is majesty!

He didn't care much about the death of that witch, he remembered that in the era of the Black Mountain tribe, he had severely punished the witches who had gone the wrong way, and if he let the evil cultivator walk in front of him, Yu Xi would give him a slap without any worries and send him to the old priest!

"Hmm, the breath of the witch spirit?" Yu Xi sensed the witch spirit from Song Chunyu's body.

At the same time, swaggering on the rattan chair, Song Chunyu, who was carried by eight people, tilted his head and glanced at Yu Xi and Gu Linger standing on the street:

Is this person a witch or a cult?

Authentic witch people choose to live stubbornly in the mountains, this person is well-dressed, and he is accompanied by a woman, it seems that he is mixed well, there is no doubt that he is an evil cultivator, and there is a candidate for the next time to take other people's memories!

Of course, Yu Xi didn't know Song Chunyu's little abacus at this moment, so he watched quietly, and after the majestic Sima who cleared the entire street left, Yu Xi went in and out of some high-end places without any worries, trying to find some news about Shangling Realm.

"Report to Da Sima, that person's name is Yu Xi, it doesn't seem to be a native of the country, they went to the Alchemist Guild, Jianbao Hall, West Bank Garden, and Mercenary Headquarters this afternoon, and now they are heading in the direction of the palace!"

Song Chunyu showed a look of surprise and said:

"Just the two of them?" this made Song Chunyu slightly surprised.

"Yes, all forces are very polite to them!" said the little guy.

"Could it be that they are for Lord Yan's business?, or for Xuanguangdian?" Song Chunyu thought about it carefully, and said: "No! Order people to prepare clothes, I want to bathe and change clothes, and immediately face the saint!"

............

In the darkness of the night, more than a hundred witches were excited, and they were about to find their high priest.

ps: It's been a long time since I've used a computer codeword, but I tried it today, and I feel that the speed has slowed down. Harm~ Also,The more the novel is written, the more casual it becomes.,You can see it from looking at my chapter names.,I don't know why.,The more I write, the more fun I feel.,Hanhan!,However,In the past few days, the code word has found a little problem.,It's that it doesn't seem to have made any substantive plot.,And then the protagonist's appearance becomes less important.,No conflict arises.,It's bad.,I don't know if it's because I'm too eager for the protagonist to go to Shangling.,So as to open the second volume of Zhuang Sheng.,This situation occurred.。 This transition is bad, tedious, and messy. Mmmmmm, in the last dozen or so chapters of the first volume, try to write a big climax, well, I promise! It's late, I'm going to take a shower and sleep.

What? It's twelve o'clock, and what about noon, is the author in the United States right now? The time difference is different? Hehe, no, the writer who has always been lazy like a little emperor of a barbarian country has learned to publish regularly. (There are so many new dramas in this bud, when our audience is a fool, who doesn't know this bit of, it's a change every day, and it keeps beeping, not to mention that no one watches it at all, who cares about your nonsense, no matter when you update, what the number of words in the water, we can't see it anyway.) ）

Audience A: Even the reader is imaginary, and the author is too fine.

Audience B: Surprised, surprised, you are also imaginary!

Edit: No nesting dolls!

Author: I'm sorry, but I figured it all up.

I'm so miserable, I'm schizophrenic to write a book............

Give me a ticket.........