Yang Qing looked at the red horse and knew that he couldn't go any further, so he had to rest on the spot. He was afraid that He Zhixian would get close, so he held the ghost head knife against Shangguan Yun's body, but he didn't dare to fall asleep. He and He Zhi Xiandu are eyeing each other, and as long as the opponent has any abnormal movements, he will jump up.

Now that life and death are no longer up to him, and there is no escape, Shangguan Yun has no worries, so he has Yang Qing to use a knife against himself, he takes a felt blanket and lays it on the ground, lies down with a stone on his pillow, and falls asleep not long after.

Xiao Yingying saw that he was so free and easy, and her heart was full of admiration and joy, and she couldn't help but secretly make up her mind that she would live and die with Shangguan Yun. Xiao Yingying did the same, ignoring the danger, and fell asleep next to Shangguan Yun on a felt blanket.

In the morning, when it was dark, Shangguan Yun and Xiao Yingying were full of energy, but Yang Qing yawned constantly, his eyes were red, and his eye sockets were also blue, obviously very tired. Yang Qing and He Zhixian didn't sleep all night, they were both wary of each other, and they didn't dare to slack off a little, for fear that the other party would wait for an opportunity to make trouble. The red horse rested all night, and his fatigue disappeared, and Yang Qing ordered Shangguan Yun and the two to get on the horse. Today, he didn't dare to let the red horse run wildly with all his might, but he trotted forward by it, He Zhixian still followed behind the three people, and the four people and two horses gradually came south.

After running for most of the day and walking three or four hundred miles, Chima was tired again, Yang Qing had to stop to rest, and He Zhixian was no longer close, just guarding more than 100 zhang away.

Yang Qing hadn't slept all night, not to mention that he had traveled so much, and he had to be on guard against He Zhixian, who was unspeakably tired. He was thirsty and hungry, and although he could swallow some ice and snow to quench his thirst, the package had already been thrown into the hollow of the mountain where he met He Zhixian, and there was no dry food to satisfy his hunger. Yang Qing didn't dare to go out hunting, let alone let Shangguan Yun leave him half a step, he saw He Zhixian standing in the distance with a radiant spirit, so he shouted loudly: "He Zhixian, you go and collect some firewood and catch a few hares." ”

He Zhixian laughed disdainfully and said, "Could it be that you are your maid and servant as an old man?"

Yang Qing glared and shouted, "Which one is joking with you? If you don't go, I will slaughter Shangguan Yun with a knife." ”

He Zhixian suppressed his laughter, glared angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "The old man will let you be proud for two days first, and I won't peel your skin in the future, hum!" Although he said ruthlessly, he still honestly went to find dry firewood and hares.

Yang Qing couldn't escape, so he simply sat back and enjoyed the success, and let He Zhixian serve him well, so as not to regret dying at his hands. Shangguan Yun and Xiao Yingying secretly laughed, not wanting He Zhixian to be called by Yang Qing as a servant, and they were not afraid of breaking his name as a soul chaser.

Not long after He Zhixian left, the sound of hooves came from the south side, and when he followed the sound, he saw that the three horsemen were galloping towards this side, and the three horsemen were still far away, and they couldn't recognize who it was.

After a while, the three horses finally ran closer, and saw that the three of them were masked and holding long swords in their hands, which were Qiu Wanqian, Xie Qianli and Zhuang Buping. He Zhixian heard the movement, and also strode back, he scolded: "You three plague gods, do you have dog noses, you can chase after you so far." ”

Zhuang Buping snorted and said, "How can we ...... How...... How do you grow a dog...... Dog nose, you rest...... Stop...... Hugh is going to talk nonsense. ”

Xie Qianli glared at Zhuang Buping, and said angrily: "Don't you know that he is scolding us again?"

Qiu Wanqian replied: "You not only have a dog's nose, but also a dog's legs, otherwise why are you running ahead of us?"

He Zhixian laughed and said, "You're right, the old man just has three dog legs, isn't this coming?"

Zhuang Buping sneered: "You only grow ...... Grew three ...... Three...... Three doglegs, that...... That...... That's not a ...... became lame...... Crippled?hahaha......"

Shangguan Yun and Yang Qing laughed when they heard this, Xiao Yingying couldn't help laughing, and laughed out loud, and He Zhixian even looked up to the sky and laughed.

Zhuang Buping said: "I said...... Say...... Is that wrong?"

Qiu Wanqian said with a dark face: "He scolded us for being his...... His...... , Phew, I don't know why the master wants to accept you as a stupid person, fortunately I apprenticed early, otherwise I would have to call you a senior brother. ”

Zhuang Buping hurriedly said: "I should ...... It's a big ...... Big...... Big brother. ”

The other two scolded in unison: "Fart!" Xie Qianli said: "Are you as old as me? I am the senior brother." ”

Qiu Wanqian and Zhuang Buping scolded again: "Fart!" Qiu Wanqian said: "What about your age? Did you worship my teacher early? I am the senior brother." ”

The other two scolded and farted again, and Zhuang Buping said: "Your martial arts ...... Military...... Martial arts...... What a difference, how ...... How did you do it...... Big...... Senior brother?" Although the three of them were arguing, they had already run to Shangguan Yun's approach, and He Zhixian didn't dare to come, and was still standing twenty or thirty zhang away.

Yang Qing saw the three of them arguing, and provoked: "You don't have to fight, you will know who the senior brother is in the last fight." ”

The three of them jumped off their horses, and Qiu Wanqian said loudly in a dumb voice: "Fight, fight, am I still afraid of you?"

Xie Qianli smiled: "It's just a fight, I'm still your senior brother." ”

The other two scolded and farted, and Zhuang Buping said, "You ...... You're out of ...... Make a move, I'll ...... I...... I'll let you both ...... Two tricks. But they thundered and did not rain, but here they quarreled, and they did not even draw their swords.

Xie Qianli said angrily: "Do I still need you to let me?"

Qiu Wanqian spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and said, "With your martial arts, how can you be my opponent?"

Zhuang Buping said: "I'll ...... Only...... I'm afraid I won't ...... Don't pay attention, put the ...... Kill you...... Kill, let...... Let you die...... Die...... Die with a grievance or everlasting regret. ”

Xie Qianli was so frightened that his face was pale, he shuddered, and said, "Master just doesn't blink an eye. ”

Qiu Wanqian said: "Isn't he still here for that?"

Zhuang Buping said in a trembling voice: "I...... I...... I don't want to die...... Die...... Die with a grievance or everlasting regret. ”

Qiu Wanqian looked at Shangguan Yun and said with a smile: "As long as we arrest him, we won't die blindly." ”

Xie Qianli said happily: "Shangguan Yun, tell us quickly." ”

Zhuang Buping said: "I want to ...... Otherwise, ...... Just let you and Kim ...... Kaneshiro Pai...... That...... The two of them are ...... One...... The same. As he spoke, he reached out and pulled Guan Yun.

Yang Qing pulled Shangguan Yun hard to his side, put the tip of the knife against Shangguan Yun's chest, and shouted: "Get out of here, if you dare to do it again, I will kill him." ”

Although these words were useful to He Zhixian, how could Zhuang Buping not have a lot of brains, he ignored it, drew his sword out of the sheath, and slashed at Yang Qing's right arm holding the ghost head knife with a sword on the ground.

Shangguan Yun is Yang Qing's talisman, and Yang Qing is thinking about the secret of divine skills, how dare he really kill Shangguan Yun. Now that he couldn't bluff Zhuang Buping, Yang Qing hurriedly used the ghost head knife to block forward, and when there was a bang, the swords struck each other. The tiger's mouth in Yang Qing's right hand was torn several times, and it had just scabbed a few days ago, Zhuang Buping's sword was strong and heavy, where could he stand it. When there was a loud bang, Yang Qing's ghost head knife fell to the ground, and the tiger's mouth was also shattered, and blood was already flowing.