There was the sound of horses' hooves tapping and trampling, and their bodies seemed to be shaking slightly.

The body is soft and uncomfortable, no different from lying on a soft bed.

Fresh air penetrates the tip of the nose with a moist and lubricated touch.

Qing Han rubbed his head in confusion, and before he could open his hazy sleepy eyes, he subconsciously turned over.

Although the time of the fall was short, it also caused Qinghan's hair to explode.

At the same time, he pressed his eyes tightly and shouted desperately in his heart:

"It's over, it's over, I'm going to fall to death now!"

Soon fell to the ground in an extremely unsightly position.

However, there was only some pain in the face, and nothing else unusual.

Qing Han opened his eyes hesitantly, shaking his head and looking around.

It turned out that he was not in the abyssal land, and in front of him was a plank road that surrounded the mountainside.

The road is very narrow, and at most two people can walk side by side.

Qing Han got up and glanced up and down a few times.

The terrain is extremely steep, with cliffs on the top and the rolling Yellow River below.

If you stand here and look down, you will lose your sense of distance.

A small pebble in the eye that was beaten by the waves, I don't know if it was a small reef or a raised boulder.

There is no fence around the boardwalk, and if you roll two more steps away, you will definitely be swallowed by this surging yellow water.

Qing Han vaguely remembered that the last moment was sitting in a small boat, and there was a ferryman behind him, drifting with him on the blue waves.

Later, when the fog rose, sleepiness struck, and he fell asleep like that.

Qing Han stood here for a long time, raising his eyes to look into the distance, but he couldn't see Jiangdu when he came.

No matter how hard he meditated, he never remembered what the ferryman looked like.

Even if the ferryman was old or young, he couldn't remember his dress or voice.

Faintly, as if something important had been deeply forgotten by him.

"Demon or Charm......"

Qing Han's brows turned into a Sichuan character.

"It's weird, it doesn't make sense. ”

The horses gnawed the weeds around him bare, and when they saw him standing on the edge of the cliff in a daze, they were really impatient.

Swing the long oxtail for two weeks and hit Qing Han's head with a snap.

"Shhh

Since his thoughts were disrupted, Qing Han simply returned to his horse.

Walk slowly down the boardwalk.

Crisp crackling and scolding sounds, sometimes resounding in the mountains:

"Go slow!"

"How much do you have in your heart?"

"If you trample on it, you will pay for it?"

"Yo, do you dare to hum?"

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

This plank road surrounds the mountain, and traces of repair can often be seen, so it is still strong.

The horse reluctantly carried Qinghan, but fortunately there was no trickery along the way, and there were no accidents.

Before you know it, it is almost afternoon, and the scorching sun hangs high in the southern sky.

There was at least a hundred zhang away from the Huangtao River, and Qing Han saw a high stone gate.

Looking through the stone gate, I vaguely saw several long stone bridges, which connected several hundred zhang flat hills nearby.

Buildings of varying heights are located here, with smoke rising in the sky, swirling and swaying.

Thousands of miles above it are clear skies, and thousands of miles below are yellow waves.

It's not like a pass, it's more like a township out of the world.

There were two soldiers in front of Shimen, one fat and one thin.

They were crouching in front of the door, spears resting on their shoulders, their heads buried in a large bowl, clanging with a clang.

The heavy cry became clearer, and the fatter one turned a deaf ear, and continued to pull the food in the bowl without raising his head.

The thinner one was more vigilant.

He put the dishes and chopsticks in his hand aside, stood up and picked up the seven-foot red tassel, and put it on the ground straight.

The eyes were blank and he could see the faces of the people who came, especially the head of the long sword behind him, and the horses under him for a long time.

During this stressful time, he has seen quite a few new faces.

There are swordsmen and swordsmen who go in and out of the rivers and lakes, strange people of all kinds, rootless people who are difficult to escape, and deserters who flicker.

In short, there are all kinds of people.

He remembered all the people who went out from here, but this person was extremely unfamiliar.

At this time, he couldn't help but raise his vigilance, kicked the pawn who was still shaving rice on the side, and then asked bluntly:

"Where did you come from, and where are you going?"

The fat pawn heard the thin pawn's unusual inquiry, and quickly picked up his spear and stood up.

pointed the tip of the gun directly at Qing Han's chest, and squeezed the fat on his face.

After all, you have to follow the customs when you enter the countryside, Qinghan turned over and dismounted, and directly took out a piece of yellow paper and handed it to the thin pawn.

At the same time, he made a harmless smile and responded succinctly:

"The heir of Qingqiu was ordered to come and kill the demons. ”

The thin pawn took a look, his eyes suddenly flickered, and he said in a deep voice:

"Ridiculous! No one knows the name on Qingqiu, and I've never heard of a person named Qinghan!"

Qing Han stretched out his hand to pull the yellow paper back, still smiling on his face:

"Qing has not been in the house for a long time, and he is unknown, and it is normal for the military master not to know. ”

Qing Han has been cultivating for many years, and his hand speed is extremely fast, and the thin pawn didn't react, and the yellow paper in his hand was taken away.

The thin pawn was full of thoughts, and secretly complained when he saw this situation.

I thought it was easy to guard the back door, but I never expected it, but I still met a ruthless person!

This person is young, not to mention the sword soldiers, and his origin is strange.

If you put it in and make a mess, aren't you dead?

Now the rules are very strict, and a small mistake is infinitely magnified, and a small life will be lost at every turn.

He suppressed the horror in his heart, the thoughts in his mind spun quickly, and he asked with a forced smile:

"How did that brother get to Huangquan Peak?"

At the same time, he glanced imperceptibly.

Qing Han saw that this thin pawn was pretentious, and what this person was thinking in his heart, he knew it clearly.

The fat pawn is friends with him, although his mind is not so lively, but over the years, he has cooperated very tacitly.

Catching the meaning conveyed by that look, he didn't think about it in his mind, and he stabbed the tip of Qinghan's spear.

penetrated Qing Han's chest, but strangely did not shed a trace of blood.

Qing Han smiled helplessly, and in the shocked and inexplicable expressions of the two, he took a step back and withdrew the tip of the spear that pierced into his chest.

The red hole in his chest squirmed and contracted, and it took less than a breath to heal.

The legs of the two trembled, Rao has seen a lot of strange people recently, and this situation has never been encountered.

thought that if this person was allowed to enter the customs, he would definitely be unable to escape the catastrophe of life and death.

So the two no longer hesitated, glanced at each other, and at the same time drew their guns and stabbed at Qing Han again.

Qing Han didn't have time to play games with them, so he didn't even draw the long sword behind him, and grabbed a spear head with one hand.

Just using the strength of the flesh, the wrist sank slightly, and the two gun shafts were bent high.

At the same time, with a slight fold, it will be broken at the waist and burst out of the roots.

"This knife and gun have no eyes, don't mess around, okay?"

The arms of the two were suddenly numb, and the thin pawn held on to his arms, took a few steps back and stepped on the bridge, and then turned around and ran.

The fat pawn was fearless and clenched a fist the size of a casserole.

He's going to keep fighting.

No matter how good Qing Han's patience is, it is extremely limited, and he sees that this person simply can't eat oil and salt.

So with a little force, he turned sideways with a whip leg and kicked the fat pawn in the abdomen.

This force caused the fat pawn's protruding abdomen to sink instantly, and he immediately spit out a large mouthful of yellow water, and his body arched and flew upside down.

As soon as he fell to the ground, he ejected again, past the sluggish-looking thin man, and did not stop until he bounced to the other side of the stone bridge, and kept spitting out yellow liquid bibimbap in his mouth.