At sunset, Mo Haoqiong woke up from his hungry sleep and rubbed his sleepy eyes, but it seemed that he was the only one who slept until this hour, and the other three were all refreshed, and their eyes were bright.

Pulling back the curtain, the clouds at dusk slowly cover the sunset, and it is almost a glorious and desolate tragedy.

Looking down, out of the deep forest, what appeared in sight was the vast expanse of fertile fields, the second or third lingering cultivators, and scattered farmhouses.

The leader opened the yellowed silk map in the corner, blinked and observed, "Yanshan ......"

Yanshan is located in the northwest of Zezhou, and the Hanluo terrain junction, not high, but extended, the layer of forest is impregnated, full of greenery, is a famous medicinal herb mountain nearby, a lot of cherished wild game is also hidden in it, is a very real treasure land.

Among them, the Yanshan faction established on the side peak of Yanshan has been inherited for more than 400 years.

I heard that his ancestor was a great chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes, but he was poisoned by evil people, and his time was short.

God did not give this hero good luck after all, he was already poisoned before he found thirty percent of the progress in the search for medicine in the mountains, but he did not want his ability to disappear in the rivers and lakes, so he passed on to the son of an ordinary farmer in the mountains, carefully told and entrusted all the belongings, and finally passed away.

However, coincidentally, the son of this peasant not only knows how to repay his kindness, but also is particularly talented, but he has learned half of the martial arts of the hero in 20 years. When he opened the bag that the hero had carefully told him to achieve, he burst into tears. This tip was not for revenge, but for a simple wish - not to lose his martial arts without a trace.

The son of the farmer knew that in this mountain, the martial arts he was taught by the hero would definitely be lost, so he had to start a sect.

What's more coincidental is that the essence of the hero's martial arts is the supreme light skill that comes and goes freely between the mountains and forests. With this ability, he picked up the wonderful old medicine from the cliff danger that many ordinary medicine farmers did not dare to pick, and exchanged for an unknown number of silver taels, opened a mountain gate in this mountain forest, and recruited disciples.

Many of its good medicines and treasures that are difficult for people without martial arts to pick, and their disciples can easily do it, and they are deeply loved by the powerful people in the vicinity, so the name of the Yanshan faction is getting bigger and bigger.

The disciples of this sect believe that nature has spirits and all things are orderly, so the collection of medicine and hunting are all moved by the times, and there is no quarrel or anger, and it is a very peaceful sect.

How could such a peaceful sect be violated for no reason? It is really strange. Although the Yanshan faction is peaceful, it is not weak, and the sect leaders of each generation have at least seven realms of cultivation, and for more than 400 years, it is also the first time that I have heard that the Yanshan faction went out to ask for help, and it was directly asking for help from Sword Valley......

Why didn't the powerful people he relied on move?

The leader put down the map and let out a long sigh. The danger of this trip is incalculable, relying on the cultivation of the three of them in the Four Realms and the ...... of the Great Sect Master Inexplicable cultivation, it should be difficult to save the Yanshan faction.

"Of course, I'm not taking you three times to die, but I'm just wandering around the edge first, looking for traces of dusting. If the matter of the Yanshan faction is indeed in big trouble, you can go back to Senior Sister Song and Senior Brother Zhou for rescue first. Mo Haoqiong said innocently.

There are people in the world who can be so close to Song Moyan and Zhou Zhihuan, and they can be counted in one slap, and Mo Haoqiong is one of them.

"Then what should I do now...... I have entered the side of the mountain. Zhao Qingqiu didn't know why, when he heard Mo Haoqiong mention Song Moyan, his heart seemed to be scratched by a cat.

"Find a village to live in and have a good meal, I don't want to eat pastries as a meal, sir. I'm going to eat white porridge, rice, vermicelli noodles - "The leader is crazy."

The black charcoal is melodious, unhurried, and does not look like a hurry at all.

Zhang Jianyun pulled the curtain out and sat on the pedal as a groom. Unlike Bochi City, the Yanshan faction has already had an accident at this time, and it is better for all sides to show more ordinary.

Pacing into the village.

Smoke was rising in the village, and many farmers who cultivated the land were silently rushing home with hoes.

At home, there are meals and kangs.

"It's a purely farming village, and there are no restaurants in sight at the moment. Zhang Jianjun observed the surroundings and whispered behind him.

This village is different from the previous sales village of Bochi City, which specializes in growing vegetables and raising meat for Bochi City, this is a pure farming village, although rice is occasionally sold, but there are very few people from outside the village who enter the village to rest.

"How about finding a homestay to rest him for one night?"

The leader smiled and drooled, "Farmhouse local chicken, that's called an authentic fresh ......"

"I don't think so. ”

Zhang Jianyun's indifferent eyes swept around, and the doors of these farmers were very closed.

An elderly farmer walked back to his door step by step and knocked lightly.

There was no movement inside the door.

The old farmer did not react, but after three or four consecutive movements, the door finally opened a crack. The person inside saw the old farmer's appearance clearly, and quickly opened the door, and the old farmer also entered the door at a speed that Zhang Jianyun couldn't understand, and then closed it tightly.

The sound of the door closing was about to shake off all the ashes that had accumulated on the roof for years.

"Not now. Zhang Jianyun smiled bitterly.

The three were silent.

"I don't know what's going on here, so let's get out of the village now. Mo Haoqiong said.

"Then where are we going to sleep? ”

"Sleep in the car, sleep in the tree, sleep on the grass, you big man, do you really have to sleep in bed?" Zhao Qingqiu scolded.

The leader moved his mouth, but after all, he didn't refute. Hmph, good men don't fight women.

He closed the map desolately, stuffed it into the bottom cabinet of the carriage, ate him, drank him, used him, and scolded him!

It's getting dark.

The four of them built a bonfire in a gravel clearing nearby.

Mo Haoqiong was obsessed with his hands and roasted on it, this was the first time in his life to make a bonfire, and he was really excited at this time.

Zhao Qingqiu quietly sat beside him and roasted the fire with him.

Zhang Jianyun leaned out of the forest, threw his hands on the ground casually, and sat down to roast the fire.

A pheasant and a hare purred and rolled a few times.

"Jian Yun is mighty!"

The three cheered.

Grilled meat.

"Old Mo!

Mo Haoqiong was very unaccustomed to being called him like this, but the leader did not change his words, so he gradually accepted it.

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"When I was a child, the elders of my family also held bonfire parties, and one of my uncles learned a set of dances from the Dongying people, which was easy to learn and very interesting, and it was the best way to dance when the bonfire was lit. ”

"What's that?" Zhao Qingqiu frowned, she always felt that nothing good was good.

The leader took a horse step, took a few deep breaths, spread his hands, took his right foot into the air, and stepped to the left with a fierce foot, and then retracted his left foot, and the tower with his right foot slammed to the right. So repeatedly, close to no shadow, smoke and dust.

Mo Haoqiong knew that this thing was vulgar to the extreme, but he still felt that there was really an inexplicable interest - it was really weird.

"What's the name of this dance?"

Under the lead, the dust grew bigger and bigger.

"Jump sideways repeatedly!"