"He's going too?" Ye Fan frowned, he brought He Song here, just to help him before leaving, but he never thought of taking him with him, to be honest, this trip is dangerous and unpredictable, and Ye Fan is not very sure that he will come back alive!

"Yes, this bastard boy is also half a disciple of the old man, it would be a pity to stay in this small ravine all his life, it is better to follow you to see the world!"

"But ......"

Before Ye Fan could say anything, the strange ape waved his palm and said, "It's nothing! But this matter, in the final analysis, is still the stinky boy's own business, and it's not appropriate for any of us to make decisions for him, so let's see what he thinks, how about it?"

Ye Fan nodded, as the strange ape said, if you nest in this small ravine for the rest of your life and don't see the outside world, it will always be a pity!

"He Song, there are no outsiders here now, so I might as well tell you the truth! When we go to Tiannan, we will not only have to face the difficulties of the Bodhi Monastery, but we may even face all kinds of martial arts people! After all, the name of the Bodhi Mirror is too big, and when the news spreads, many people will definitely be interested in it!

This way, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is nine deaths and one life, it is up to you to decide whether to go or not, after thinking about it, just tell me tomorrow morning!" Ye Fan said very sincerely, putting all the dangers that he might face on this road in front of He Song, and put the final choice in his hands!

"Don't think about it, He Song is willing to go with Gongzi!"

As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, He Song stood up excitedly, his red face was full of yearning for the future! Just as the strange ape said, he also wanted to see the outside world, in the past, his strength was insufficient, and he went out rashly, and he might have died in a corner without even seeing the outside world. And now, after more than eight months of penance, he has also been reborn, completed his self-transformation, and his yearning for the outside world is becoming more and more desired!

In his opinion, no matter what decision it makes, it should be the result of careful consideration, and it can't be made just by blood, although at some moments, he is also such a person!

"Don't rush to answer me now, go back to your tent first, think about it for the night, and ask yourself what you really want!

Looking at Ye Fan, who was much smaller than himself in front of him, He Song's heart was stirred, and the blood surging made him want to agree on the spot, but out of respect for his son, he still nodded heavily, and said seriously: "Okay, He Song will wait for his son tomorrow morning!"

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Two months later, at ten o'clock in the sunset, in a high mountain and dense forest outside the city of Chuiyun, a four-wheeled carriage pulled by two black horses, walking alone on the wide mountain road, driven by a man in a coat, the hat was a little low, in the dim sun, it was impossible to see how old he was, the only thing that was certain was that the coachman was a one-armed man, because the cuff of his right arm was fluttering lightly in the evening breeze.

"Childe, after crossing this canyon and driving dozens of miles of mountain roads, we will arrive at Chuiyun City! When the time comes, you can also have a good rest!" The driver who drove the car had a hoarse voice, and there were a few fine cuts on his lips.

"But don't be careless, after all, we haven't arrived in Chuiyun City yet, and the terrain is dangerous, I'm afraid it won't be so peaceful!"

"Childe's rest assured, since Wu Lao left a month and a half ago, he has experienced no less than a dozen battles on the way, and the villain still has this vigilance!" The person who spoke was He Song, but compared to the frustration when he just cut off his arm, now he is full of strong confidence, whether it is his future or the martial arts on his body, He Song is full of confidence now!

"Hmm!" Inside the carriage, Ye Fan's face was much stiffer than before, showing a shallow smile, in his perception, this silent mountain range was not as He Song saw it, under the raging cold wind, I don't know how many vicious faces were hidden!

However, Ye Fan didn't say anything, just like He Song said, along the way, what kind of battle he hadn't seen, and the gang of mountain bandits in front of him couldn't let him take it to heart, but it was enough to teach He Song a lesson!

The carriage continued to move forward, and when it was about to get out of the canyon, a few small rocks fell to the front of the carriage, startling the two horses pulling the carriage, and the four front hooves were raised one after another, but they were tightly pulled by He Song The reins, when the green tendons burst out, no matter how the two horses struggled, the carriage behind them still did not move!

"Who! Get me out!"

He Song's face was slightly red at this time, not that he was worried or angry, but that he had just boasted about Haikou in front of Gongzi, and he was bullied in front of him in a blink of an eye, if it wasn't for the other party just wanting to give a warning, but pushing down some large rocks and directly attacking and killing, he would really be dumbfounded, although it was not fatal, but injury was inevitable!

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a crippled gut, you don't know who you are just because you have practiced a few crop handles, right?"

A rough voice came from the mountain walls on both sides of the canyon, under the afterglow of the setting sun, the appearance was not very clear, only knew that the shoulders were big and the waist was round, it looked quite burly, and he was holding a Xuanhua ghost axe in his hand, which seemed to be not light!

"Do you want money, or do you want to die?" Although he was scolded by the other party as a cripple, He Song did not move, and the experience of many days has taught him when to be tough and when to be appropriately "weak"!

With a wave of the Xuanhua ghost axe in his hand, he pulled out a domineering axe flower, and the bandit leader laughed at the minions around him: "Hahahaha! Boys, have you heard what people say?" Come, tell him, what are the rules of our Feiyun Village!"

The minions first laughed, and then a dozen strong men shouted loudly together: "I opened this mountain, I buried this pit!

The smile on He Song's face froze, and the smile disappeared little by little: "The boss is laughing, there are no beautiful women in our car! If you are looking for money, there are still ten taels of gold ingots here, just invite you to drink a cup of hot wine to warm your body!"

When the words fell, He Song let go of the reins in his hand, put his hand into his arms, held two thumb-sized gold ingots, shook his hand, turned into two golden lights, and shot straight towards the strong man on the cliff!

The slopes on both sides of the canyon are not high or short, almost thirty or forty meters, more than ten zhang high, if placed on the flat ground, this distance is indeed nothing, but if it is changed to a height, thirty or forty meters, but it is not short!

The two ingots that He Song shook his hand and castrated unabated, directly crossed the distance of thirty or forty meters, and went straight to the heart and throat of the strong man! The speed of castration and the accuracy of recognizing acupoints are already rare, and among the martial artists of the day after tomorrow, they can also be regarded as strong!

Seeing the golden light coming, the leader of the mountain bandits was not in a hurry, and the Xuanhua ghost axe in his hand was in front of him, and after the two ingots fell on the axe, he shook his hand and led it back, and after removing the strength on the two ingots, he gently probed into the air with his left hand and held it in the palm of his hand!

Glancing at the gold ingots in his hand, the leader of the mountain bandits threw it to a strong man behind him at will, quietly changed Xuanhua's ghost axe to his left hand, and said: "I underestimated you as a coachman, but I didn't expect you to be a master of hidden weapons! But just this mere ten taels of gold ingots, you want to buy your life from my Xiong Siping's hands, don't you look down on these brothers behind me too much!"

He Song's face sank slightly, the two gold ingots just now seemed random, but they had already used eight points of his strength, but he didn't expect to be taken by the leader of the mountain bandits who called himself Xiong Siping.

"There's not a lot of silver, but there's really nothing extra on the lower body, and I ask you brothers to have a lot of Haihan!"

After listening to He Song's words, the face of the mountain bandit leader suddenly sank: "Brother, you really don't give face, look at the two ruts of your carriage, I'm afraid the things in it are no less than two or three thousand catties, there is really nothing valuable?"

Unexpectedly, at a distance of thirty or forty meters, the other party could still see the depth of the ruts, and while he was a little nervous in his heart, He Song's face couldn't help showing a strange expression, and he said honestly: "Xiong is in charge, there is indeed nothing valuable in the car, except for my son-in-law, there is only a broken stone!"

Xiong Siping's eyes lit up suddenly, and with a wave of Xuanhua in his hand, he said with a lewd smile: "Childe, I think it's Miss! Brothers, do it! Pay attention, don't hurt the beauty inside, it can't be your sister-in-law in Japan!"

Although the slope of the mountain is steep, Xiong Siping is not afraid, a hand Xuanhua ghost axe, when the downward direction, like a bear-like body twisted in mid-air, on the mountain wall on the raised mountain rocks slightly borrowed force, then came to the top of the carriage, by the time of the fall, both hands grasped the handle of the axe, towards the head of He Song below!

Xiong Siping took the lead, but the rest of the minions fell behind, and could only slide down from the mountain wall with the help of a swinging rope. At the same time, seeing the bandit leader coming alone, He Song's eyes couldn't help but be a little excited, his left hand slapped lightly on the wheel, and under the shock of strength, a heavy sword as black as ink jumped up from behind him and fell into the palm of his hand!

With a slight touch of his toes on the carriage, He Song's body suddenly rose two feet high, and the heavy sword in his left hand slashed out from back to front, and took the initiative to meet the Xuanhua ghost axe that fell from mid-air!