Wait until Wei Youxiang wakes up. It's been a whole day. Wei Youxiang asked Lao Li and said, "Why don't you leave." Lao Li smiled: "I followed you in Jingzhiguan." You treated me well in Jingzhiguan, I can't leave you behind" Wei Youxiang's eyes were red, but he didn't cry, but he couldn't speak. And after that. So Wei Youxiang took Lao Li, the old and the young, and began to embark on the road of finding the disappeared Wei family.

At the entrance of the town, by the stone well, Wei Youxiang once again operated the dantian true qi, but it was still empty. He was already used to it, and he didn't hang his head. squinted at Lao Li, who was laughing on the side. Lao Li said: "You don't plan to give up yet." Hey, with character!"

At this time, Wei Youxiang was angry, and kicked Lao Li Dao: "Fetch water, you"

In this world, the martial arts of the sects and clans are high and low. In general, those who embarked on the road of martial arts. The realm of internal strength is divided into foundation building, quenching the body, enlightenment, and small Qiankun from bottom to top. Further up, there may only be a few people in the vast wild mountains of the extreme west, and a few of the major sects who have long been ignorant of the world and don't know if they are still alive. There are also those birth realms that will only appear in the hidden great sects. The correspondence is divided into the first grade, the second grade, the third grade, the national hand, and the martial emperor in the mouths of the common people. Most of the internal strength of walking the rivers and lakes is the first and second products. Enlightened. With their own "meaning" internal strength, they will go up to a higher level, and this step will have a significant improvement, and they will be considered masters in the rivers and lakes when they reach the three grades of enlightenment. It's a threshold. A large number of chivalrous people spend their entire lives without reaching the step of enlightenment.

Wei Youxiang looked at Lao Li and sighed in his heart, it was not easy to go in the world. Shouldn't I be old like this, but I'm going to end this life. Wei Youxiang looked at the stagecoach knife at his feet. Now it takes a lot of effort to lift it. It has not been wiped for a long time, and the blade is dull. Wei Youxiang let out a long sigh.

In a small town like Mobei, there are often other towns not far away, and they move around each other. Trade goods. The people in the town are not afraid of life, because many of the residents of the town are from Chu and Qi

put it, in Mobei, there are many swordsmen. The people are already strong. There is also the fact that the legal system of Chuqi and Qi is beyond the reach of the whip, and this is a three-regardless zone.

There is an inn in Mobei, called the Octagonal Building, the boss is called Zhang Xianxi, who is carefree by nature and dignified. said that he had the best wine in the desert north. Many swordsmen will go to him to ask for a bowl of rice, a bowl of wine, and a reward. There are also many gold owners who will go to the octagonal tower to write down the people he wants to kill. Also, out of the silver. It is also known as a matter of rivers and lakes and temples, and there are questions and answers. There is also an auction once a month. This is the most interesting place in the whole Mobei, this octagonal tower has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has a longer life than the Great Chu Kingdom, and it has a strong heritage.

Chen Youxiang did not leave his knife, and got up with a stagecoach knife on his back. With Lao Li, he muttered: "I still have some money in my pocket, today, please have a good drink." ”

Lao Li smiled and said: "Okay, a meal of meat, three cups of belly, tomorrow you can walk 30,000 miles." ”

Walking into the town, it is similar to other towns in Mobei. The sound of striking iron, the sound of children playing and laughing, the sound of selling in the market, and the sound of horses whistling in the distance. This town is different from other towns in that there are more inns and restaurants in this town, and there are more swordsmen coming and going than other towns. Probably because this town is the last place to stop in the Central Plains to go to the Octagonal Tower. If you go further north through a canyon, you will see the octagonal tower of the Zhang family.

Wei Youxiang walked through the sparse crowd and along the main road of the town, and the houses on both sides of the road were simple and not delicate. I want Mobei people to have a free and easy personality, obsession, but not focus. Wei Youxiang picked up the wine bag and drank it all, exhaling with joy. He turned his head and said to Lao Li: "I'm done drinking, vacated." I'll fill you up with good wine later. ”

Lao Li rolled his eyes, not wanting to speak. I couldn't help but say, "Come on, call me, thank you." Don't hide the wine sacs on the road. It is also used as a pillow when sleeping. The important thing is that you say why your head is so heavy!"

"Hahahaha. Wei Youxiang wanted to smile, but he still laughed out loud in embarrassment.

At this time, there was a noise in front, and Wei Youxiang was in no mood to deal with it, so he was about to walk around the road. Before I could think of it, a strong man flew over. Although Wei Youxiang has no internal strength, he is free to practice martial arts. The moves are still there. Took a sideways step. When I looked closely, the strong man was kicked by a little girl. The little girl wears a black power suit, has a good figure, and her skin is like cream. Holding a single sword in his hand, the sword is three feet six inches long, and the chill is pressing.

On the ground, he got up and chuckled: "It's quite strong, let the master see how many pounds you weigh." As he spoke, he removed a simple broadsword from his waist. The heavy knife is blunt, and the gestures are full of momentum. A strong man has a tiger's back and a bear's waist. Eight feet tall. Wear the Lone Star Armor and wrap the Champion Belt. His eyes were blazing.

The strong man lifted the knife, stepped on his right foot, and poured the inner strength of the body into the simple broadsword. Get close, slash horizontally. The little girl was fluttering with a sword. The moment the swords met, the sword intent suddenly skyrocketed. Pull the broadsword down. Taking advantage of the strong man's vacancy, he slapped his left hand forward with a palm knife.

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed: "Second-grade swordsman! Such a young girl is actually a second-grade swordsman?"

The strong man shook his hand and drew his knife. Move five steps horizontally, and the internal strength of the body is strong. Swept half a circle and threw the knife directly over. The feet on the ground accelerated in vain and got closer. The girl flashed sideways, not daring to take a hard knife. The knife was thrown into the air. At this time, the girl swung her sword forward, and suddenly felt the killing intent behind her. The strong man pressed in front of him, and the knife that had just been thrown out flew back, blocking the girl's retreat. The strong man's internal strength locked on to the girl. It was a natural blow. The girl made a decision in an instant. Reflexive sword points to break the sword momentum. But a fatal gap was revealed, and the knife pushed the girl to the recklessness of a strong man, and there was nowhere to dodge. The strong man shouted, "Give it to me!" and the less timid onlookers turned their heads and closed their eyes.

At this time, Wei Youxiang moved! The stagecoach knife was buzzing, and the knife intent had the potential to break the mountain. Wei Youxiang appeared between the two and slashed horizontally. The cold killing intent on the knife was really startled, this is not a rusty flower knife! I don't know the truth of the other party, this fist, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to hit the blade with all my strength... The strong man immediately retracted his fists, and in a hurry, his breath was disordered. Wei Youxiang's knife is like a bamboo. With all his might, the stagecoach slashed at the strong man's lone star armor, and the strong man flew out sideways. Wei Youxiang's mouth was shaken and hurt. But just a knife of his own. It is estimated that this strong man will lie down for almost half a month to heal. When I think of the scene just now, I really have palpitations.

Wei Youxiang lost his strength and confidently put the stagecoach knife back on his waist. At this time, the strong man got up, looking dazed. Just a knife looks weird and scary. I feel like I'm going to die. On the ground, his face was hideous for a long time, and he reacted for a long time, nothing happened, and he was at a loss.

Wei Youxiang forced himself to calm down, thinking: "It's over, something is going to happen... ”

At this time, the strong man reacted, and suddenly realized. Seeing this, Wei Youxiang gasped. Beads of sweat broke out of his already exhausted body.

The strong man waved his hands and saluted: "In the Xiada Chu Mobei patrol Zhili Yu Chongzuo, thank you for your mercy and did not ask for advice." ”

Mobei patrol is directly subordinate to the Ministry of Internal Warfare. It doesn't matter what Mobei is, but Chuqi and Qizhou will send seven or eight patrols to garrison them. It's nothing, it's an idle job. The patrols on both sides didn't have any hatred when they touched it, and some of them could sit down and drink a glass of water.

Lao Li saw it most sincerely, and held back a smile on the side. Wei Youxiang was afraid of revealing his stuffing, so he really wanted to go up and give Lao Li a kick.