In the territory of Yunzhong County of the Great Jin Kingdom.

On the official road leading to the county seat, a group of people galloped wildly, led by a woman in her early twenties, wearing fiery red leather armor, with a delicate face and a heroic posture.

There are more than 20 people in this line, except for the woman in the lead, all of them are tall men, wearing dark blue chain mail, and carrying a long knife with a shark rubber handle around their waists, which is impressive.

This section of the official road passes through the outermost part of the Luoxia Mountains, with a length of more than 10 kilometers, and there are more than 10 zhang of ancient trees on both sides of the road, covering the sky and the sun.

This environment is ideal for setting up ambushes and sneak attacks, so the knights are extremely vigilant and dare not take it lightly.

"There seems to be a man lying in the dense forest next to it!" suddenly one of the knights in the team exclaimed.

"Phew!"

The leading woman pulled the reins, clamped the horse's belly, and the galloping war horse raised its front hooves violently and stopped instantly, which shows its superb horse control skills.

At the same time, the knights behind the woman stopped their horses one after another, and they were all equally skilled in riding.

"Go down and take a look!" the woman commanded in a low voice, her voice cold, like a jewel falling on a plate.

"Yes!" replied one of the knights.

The knight turned over and dismounted, walked into the forest, came to the side of the corpse man, leaned down, and looked at it.

"And breath!" shouted the knight looking up.

Hearing this, the woman frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "Take him with you!"

When the words fell, she said no more, waved her horsewhip, and walked forward, and everyone behind her followed.

And the knight who looked at it carried the fainting man on his horse, then turned over and chased after the group.

......

"Uh......" Aramudo groaned and slowly opened his eyes.

Wisps of dazzling sunlight shone in through the narrow window, making him subconsciously raise his hand to block it.

"It's ...... Where?"

Akira blinked, and it took a long time to recover.

He sat up, turned his head and glanced around, where he saw the four walls of light, and above his head, a horizontal beam the thickness of a basin ran through the north and south, bearing the beams of the house.

Below him was a bundle of straw, on which he was sitting, and in the corners of the walls around him were piles of dry firewood more than a man high.

The layout of this room...... Is it a firewood house?

Huang Wudao subconsciously looked down at his body, at this time he was dressed in linen clothes, a half-sleeved short coat on his upper body, a three-minute trousers on his lower body, and his bare feet.

"Who helped me change my clothes, and why am I here?"

Aramada remembers that at the last moment of his consciousness, he seemed to have been pierced through his body by a small golden sword.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly lifted his clothes, but the imaginary blood hole did not appear in front of him, except for a palm-sized blood-colored mark, his flesh was intact.

"Am I dreaming? No! It's definitely not a dream!"

Aramuchi immediately overturned his guess, everything before was definitely not a dream.

And judging from his current situation, it is enough to prove from the side that it is indeed a real thing.

Aramad looked at his body for a moment, then reached out and touched his face with both hands.

Well, it's still this body, and it hasn't crossed again!

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, if he crossed in a daze, he really wanted to cry without tears.

Huang Wudao moved his stiff body for a moment, then sat cross-legged upright, slowly closed his eyes, and his mind sank into the dantian.

"What is this...... Situation?"

Looking inwardly at the faint spiritual power cyclone in the dantian, Huang Wudao frowned slightly.

After sensing it carefully, he found that he was now only a first-order cultivator in the Spirit Gathering Realm.

He faintly remembered that the little golden sword penetrated his dantian, so that the fall of the cultivation realm could be explained.

But it stands to reason that the monk's dantian was hit hard by this, and even if he was lucky enough to save his life, he would basically be reduced to a waste.

But the current barren dantian couldn't help but not be destroyed, and even the cultivation was just a fall, and it didn't hurt the foundation.

It seems that the sequelae of forcibly using the secret method, as well as the serious consequences of the heavy damage to the dantian, have disappeared out of thin air.

After thinking about it for a long time, he still had no clue, so he had to put aside these chaotic thoughts for the time being.

"I'm so hungry! I don't know how long I've fainted?" he muttered, rubbing his stomach.

Before the foundation was laid, the monks could not clear the valley, but still had to rely on food to maintain the functioning of their bodies.

Bigu and Imperial Weapon Flying are two skills that can only be mastered during the foundation building period.

Therefore, many people say that after entering the foundation building period, it can be regarded as the threshold of truly stepping into the path of cultivating immortals.

"Squeak!"

Just as he was thinking about where to get something to eat, there was a sound at the door of the firewood room.

"County Lord, if the prince knows, he will definitely punish the slave and maid, let's go back......"

Outside the door, a childish female voice sounded, with a hint of nervousness in her voice.

Another crisp female voice said disapprerovingly: "What are you afraid of! When the time comes, my father will blame you, and I will protect you and will never punish you!"

"But ......"

Before the previous female voice finished speaking, the latter female voice interrupted impatiently: "Oh! Why are you talking so much!

Although the conversation between the two female voices was deliberately lowered in volume, they were still heard word for word with their unscrupulous ears.

Hearing this, his eyes rolled, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an inexplicable arc.

"Squeak!" the carved wooden door was pushed open.

The first thing that catches your eye is a gorgeous five-color moon dress, covered with a monofilament red ground silver mud shirt, and the costume is gorgeous, which makes people shine.

Because the sunlight outside was harsh, and the visitor was facing the firewood room, it was impossible to see her face clearly.

But judging from the bun that is knotted at the top, tied with a knotted tail, and hangs down on the shoulder, it should be a girl who has not left the cabinet.

"Huh?" the girl stepped in, glanced at the firewood room, and exclaimed, "What about the person my sister brought back?"

She muttered something in a low voice, and was about to call the girl who was standing at the door and watching the wind to come in.

"Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, a faint voice came.

At the same time, a figure hung upside down from the top of the girl's head, just facing it, looking at each other, and the scene instantly fell into a strange dead silence.

"Ahh

"Poof!"

Huang Wudao obviously didn't expect the girl to have the potential to sing sopranos, and when she was caught off guard, her legs shook, and she didn't hook the beam, and fell straight down.

"Sister, calm down!" He rubbed the back of his head and got up.

"Huh?" Hearing this, the girl immediately stopped screaming, and sure enough, she was able to retract it freely.

Looking at the humanoid creature in front of her with long hair scattered and sloppy all over, looking like it was neither human nor ghostly, the girl blinked her eyes wide.

Then, with a small mouth, he continued to scream, and his voice was louder than before.

"Damn!" Akira covered his ears and was speechless.

What the hell can you breathe and keep coming?

"County Lord!" At this time, a little girl with a double bun rushed in.

Although this little girl was nervous to death, and her voice was slightly trilling, she still stood in front of her own county lord without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, several tall figures rushed in, guarding the two girls in the middle, drawing their long swords, and staring at the wilderness.

Outside the door of the firewood room, a large group of guards wearing chain mail swarmed and surrounded the entire side room, which was violent.

Isn't it just a joke, as for it?

Akira rolled his eyes, somehow, he suddenly wanted to shout now-

Don't accept it!