I found two horses on the way, so I could hurry.

After three or four hours of driving a horse, you can reach the Upper Valley Castle in the northern capital.

The white flowers that came there are no longer there, and the wild rape flowers that roam the mountains have replaced them. Chen Yihe and Dongfang Xing stopped their horses in unison.

The golden rape flowers have become a world of butterflies, and they dance around them.

In the distance, there are all kinds of bird calls, and they mingle together to form a beautiful and moving music that tugs at the heartstrings.

The Eastern Star is in the midst of flowers, and a little girl enjoys the fragrance of flowers and the beauty of flowers.

Dongfang Xing laughed happily and danced happily among the rape flowers.

Chen Yihe took out the Apple 17 from his crotch and captured the beautiful pictures one by one.

Chen Yihe felt that Dongfang Star was more beautiful and fragrant than these splendid flowers.

A tuft of cheeks, like a celestial man.

Chen Yihe couldn't help but step forward and hold Dongfang Xing in his arms.

Dongfang Xing buried his head shyly, and his arms were gently hung around Chen Yihe's neck.

A long hug.

Chen Yihe was reluctant to do all this. For the first time, he felt that spring was so beautiful and so fragrant.

"Dongfang ......" let go of the hug, and Chen Yihe carefully held Dongfang Xing's face.

Dongfang Xing's face was red and hot, her eyes were intoxicated, and she was intoxicated by Chen Yihe's gaze.

Chen Yihe leaned over and kissed Dongfang Xing.

A kiss parting.

Dongfang Xing waved goodbye to Chen Yihe on horseback, tears rolling in his eyes, "We will meet again." "How reluctant she is, but the Dongfang family needs her.

Dongfang Xing will never forget that the most than half a month when she and Chen Yihe came back from Nanjiang City will be the happiest and happiest days of her life.

Chen Yihe watched Dongfang Xing go away, "We will meet again......"

......

Within three hours, Chen Yihe arrived in Shanggu City alone, and finally walked out of the vast southern frontier. There are more and more people around, and it is getting more and more lively.

Chen Yihe hurriedly opened a guest room in the inn where he stayed when he came.

Sit cross-legged, with your back straight, your hands gently dragging and your eyes slightly closed.

Hold your breath and exhale.

Chen Yihe was searching, looking for the invisible big hand, the hand that pushed him several times, and the black hole that was about to engulf him. But no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find it, and he looked through his body with his divine sense, but he didn't find what he wanted.

The sentence "My body, how can I be hidden by you" did not sound.

Not at all.

However, he did not find nothing, he found that the white light emitted from his body was already in a viscous state, and he could even hold it in the palm of his hand as soon as he reached out.

His true qi has gradually become solidified, and this is really getting stronger! Although the journey of this Thousand Gates, although the process is arduous, there are still results.

Chen Yihe knew that he had entered the Dacheng realm of the Triple Heavens, and directly skipped the middle level, from the initial level to the Dacheng.

In the real world, it is even more difficult than escorting Tsinghua University and Peking University, but Chen Yihe did it.

This is not only due to his experience, but also thanks to the gift of the Seven Elders, as for the efforts involved, Chen Yihe has paid a lot.

Gas ...... After a whole set of mental methods, Chen Yihe was refreshed, and the fatigue of rushing was gone.

Chen Yihe looked at his hands, it was so ordinary, why was it so powerful?

He summoned his true qi to the palms of his hands, but there was no reaction.

Chen Yihe wanted to copy Wu Rong's "Purgatory Hand", but he was unsuccessful. Chen Yihe knew very well that as long as the person he wanted to copy was about the same level as himself, he could copy it, unless that person's cultivation was much higher than his own level!

Chen Yihe has tried before, copying Xiao Feng's "Xiao Family Serial Palm", it can almost be done, why can't he "purgatory"?

Chen Yihe sighed, "This has been relying on other people's martial arts to eat, and it is not a ...... to understand after all" He knew that because of this, he had been ordered to be hunted down by many people. Fortunately, now he is strong enough to protect himself.

In Chen Yihe's mind, he remembered what the Seventh Elder said, "I believe that in the near future, you will create your own sword technique." ”

"Thank you, master. ”

"It's just, what should I do next?" Chen Yihe muttered to himself, he was alone, and he didn't even have a place to go next, let alone a plan. "Alas, the dragon king is not there, and neither is the east. ”

"Why do you want to do so much, go down and have a drink!" Chen Yihe shook his head, put aside his worries, put aside his confusion, and went downstairs to the lobby to drink.

Chen Yihe was determined to keep a low profile, he couldn't expose his identity because of drinking. So he used a shot glass, not a big bowl.

Opposite his wine table were two people from the rivers and lakes, a monk and a swordsman. It seems that he also came back from southern Xinjiang, and after watching the excitement, he came back.

"It's a good thing we didn't enter the Senju Gate, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to get out alive!" said the swordsman.

The swordsman's knives are placed vertically on the table.

"It's not, it's a pity that we didn't catch Chen Yihe, otherwise it wouldn't be a trip in vain. The monk said.

Xiao Er happened to hold the wine jar to Chen Yihe's table, and while pouring wine for Chen Yihe, he laughed at the two people in the rivers and lakes and said, "Two heroes, you are not just running for nothing! I think you have lost a mountain of gold and silver!"

The monk didn't hear the ridicule in Xiao Er's words at all, and even thought that Xiao Er was praising them, "This Chen Yihe, if it falls into my hands, hehe, then it will make a lot of money!"

Chen Yihe shook his head and thought, "Don't be ashamed, this monk doesn't look like a monk at all." ”

"One million taels of gold, I can't use it up in a few lifetimes!" the monk still felt sorry for himself.

"You, let's wash and sleep. Xiao Er poured the wine for Chen Yihe, and when he was about to leave, he said with a smile.

Who knew that the monk was nervous, grabbed Xiao Er's neck, and then slammed the wine jar on his head, "snap", the wine jar shattered to the ground, and the wine was spilled on the ground.

Chen Yihe was taken aback by the monk's savagery.

When the monk saw Chen Yihe looking at him, he glared at him sharply and shouted angrily, "Look at it!

Chen Yihe was scolded like this, he felt funny, but he didn't talk back, but his eyes were still fixed on the monk's body.

The monk was stared at a little hairy, and in the spring, he felt a chill pressing his heart, obviously he had drunk so much wine, it should be hot!

Chen Yihe didn't want to cause more trouble.

But the monk relied on the courage of wine to make Chen Yi. He stood in front of Chen Yihe menacingly, stretched out his hand and pointed at Chen Yihe's nose, and scolded, "You still watch!?"

Chen Yihe didn't speak, smiled slightly, and then grabbed the two fingers that the monk pointed at him and broke them gently.

The monk clutched his fingers and wailed. He lay on the table, slapping it frantically, slapping it excitedly.

"I ...... I know you......" When the monk was on the tenth floor of Guiyan Tower, he met Chen Yihe, and his impression of Chen Yihe was too deep! Chen Yihe just painted simple makeup, which was not easy to look at.

The riot here attracted the attention of the inn lobby, and everyone's eyes were on Chen Yihe and the monk.

Chen Yihe was very irritable, he didn't want to reveal his identity, so he wouldn't be able to drink properly!

"You're ......," the monk hadn't spoken.

was cut off with a knife.

The monk's round head rolled on the ground a few times, and one rolled outside the inn, and blood flowed out of a slender blood path.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

Chen Yihe glanced up at the swordsman, and obviously, the swordsman recognized his identity.

Chen Yihe raised his wine glass, pointed at the swordsman, and said, "Thank you." ”

The swordsman smiled slightly, didn't say anything, raised his glass to Chen Yihe, drank all the wine in the cup, then picked up the knife placed vertically on the table, and strode out of the inn. No one dared to stop him, a murderer.

Chen Yihe saw Xiao Er hiding in the corner, so he said with a smile, "What are you afraid of, you can't come and pour wine!"