"My lord, why can you even kill monsters, and are you still afraid of this beast in the deep mountains and old forests?" The white tiger took out a large piece of beef from his pocket and teased Xiaobai, this little thing was not polite to bite it and did not let go, the tiger's head shook like a rattle, and the huge force almost dragged the white tiger off the horse. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little guy, it's not a lot of strength!"

"Let's go, White Tiger, stop and rest on the way to the meeting, and leave tomorrow!" Han Li didn't bother to pay attention to Xiao Bai in his arms, pulled the reins, and the big wrist Wujiang horse under his crotch spread his hooves and ran.

"Drive!"

"Driving"

"Driving"

The bleak moonlight covers the earth, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, but there is still a full moon hanging in the sky, slightly demonic, but everyone is used to the life of licking blood from the knife edge, even if they are walking in this barren mountains and mountains, they are not afraid, and the evil aura of that body makes those jackals, tigers and leopards stay away from afar, and dare not approach. A few more hills were crossed along the winding mountain road, and in front of it was a basin hundreds of zhang wide, right in the middle of the two mountains, where there were no trees and weeds, and a path that could only accommodate two horses in parallel passed through the side. The white tiger that was left behind waved his horsewhip, and Wujiang under his crotch immediately accelerated to Han Li's side.

"My lord, I don't know if there is a suitable place to camp when I walk forward, this place is wide, so it is better to camp here. The catchers behind them also stopped and waited quietly for Han Li's decision.

White Tiger's words were not wrong, Han Li turned his head to look at the catcher behind him, the days of riding did make them very tired, but this place always gave him a strange feeling, it seemed that something was entrenched here, but he let go and probed but did not find the slightest thing. "Maybe I'm too careful!" After silently giving himself a reason in his heart, he turned over and dismounted.

"Dismount and camp on the spot!" ordered the catchers behind them to get off their horses almost at the same time, and their movements were clean and uniform. Fifty men divided their labors, and in a short time a huge bonfire was set up, on which a few wild boars and other wild beasts of the mountains were roasted, and a smell of fragrance permeated the air. Han Li and Bai Hu took the barbecue from the courier on the side and ate it with soju, and when they saw that they had started eating, the others each took a piece of barbecue and set off. In fact, for Han Li, even if he didn't eat for a month, it wouldn't be a big deal, although he was still far from reaching that kind of Bigu realm, it was still more than enough to last for a month with the vitality in his body. However, the desire to eat is the long-term love of people, why should you not eat if you have food, and you are not a fool.

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Holding Xiao Bai in his arms, he casually took a sip of wine and turned his head and said, "White Tiger, do you think this is a little strange here!" Everyone else except for the vigil was meditating and resting, and after the White Tiger finished eating, he sat by the fire and dozed off with his knife, in his words, he was feeling the sword intent, and when he heard Han Li's words, White Tiger opened his eyes:

"It's just a little cold, and the rest doesn't feel anything!"

"Really, then look at what it is?" Han Li asked, pointing to a stone not far away.

The white tiger looked in the direction he was pointing, and a stone about a foot high stood in the wild grass, looking a bit like a tablet.

"You're taking a closer look at what's written on it!"

"What's wrong with the general's mound, what's the big deal, isn't it just a cemetery. My lord, we are not even afraid of the living, are you still afraid of this person who has been dead for I don't know how many years?" Bai Hu didn't care where he was sitting, there were not a few people who had died at his hands over the years, if he was even afraid of a dead person, he would still do something to catch his head.

Han Li rubbed his brows, his eyes swept over the three big characters of "General's Tomb" in the pitch-black ground, from above he felt a breath of death, the pitch-black night could not block his vision in the slightest, at a glance, the white bones were scattered in the grass, and there were many complete or broken skeletons around, because the night was too dark, so he didn't notice it just now.

There is no doubt that this is a mass grave.

Mass graves and other places have too much yin qi, ordinary people will be invaded by yin qi as long as they stay for a while, the yin and yang of the body are unbalanced, at least a serious illness, and at worst they will lose their lifespan, but Han Li They are not ordinary people, even those who catch fast have the acquired great perfection, their qi and blood are like rainbows, and they are extremely condensed, and if the qi and blood are prosperous, the yang qi is prosperous, and if the qi and blood are prosperous, the yang qi is prosperous, and if the sheng is prosperous, the fire is made for the yang fire. Ordinary demons and ghosts don't even dare to approach them, and there is a legend since ancient times that some martial artists who have cultivated their physical bodies to the extreme can wear away ghosts with just one body of qi and blood. Although the yin qi here is heavy, it should be no problem to stay overnight.

What's more, almost everyone in Han Li and his group was full of murderous aura, in the past two years, they had killed a lot of wicked people under Han Li's hands, and even evil ghosts had to avoid such a heavy murderous aura.

"Huhuhu!" a gust of autumn wind blew, the fallen leaves in the mountains were rolled up and drifted away with the wind, the moon has been covered by a large dark cloud, the cold moonlight can't penetrate the clouds after all, the earth is silent, only the firewood from time to time makes a "popping" sound.

Now it has come to the ugly time, when the yin qi is the heaviest in the day, the biting cold wind blows from all sides, even if there are big moles around everyone, they all feel a chill, and hurriedly light the fire a little brighter. Han Li didn't feel anything, he was almost immune to cold, if he wanted to say cold, his Ice Xuan Qi was much colder than this. Xiaobai in his arms arched his body, turned over and continued to sleep.

"My lord, why is it suddenly cold?" The white tiger holding the knife moved towards the fire, and he couldn't stand the cold.

"The ugly time is the time of the day when the yin qi is the heaviest, it is said that hell is opened when the ugly time, so now is the time when you are most likely to meet ghosts!" Han Yue was put in Han Li's arms, and one after another ice Xuan energy was poured into the knife by him and returned to his dantian, this is raising the sword, the divine soldier has a spirit, and now Han Li is cultivating this spirit, the longer the person is nurtured, the better the knife will cooperate.

"Are there really ghosts?" Bai Hu looked incredulous, "I've never seen a ghost when I'm so big." ！”

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, and the bonfire that was burning was as if it had been doused with water, and it was immediately extinguished, and there was not even a little spark left. The originally quiet big man Wujiang horse began to roar non-stop, spinning in place.

The head catcher of the "guard" subordinate immediately pulled out the long knife on his waist and formed a team of ten people, back to back, this is a battle formation of six doors, and the white tiger also drew his knife, paying attention to the surroundings vigilantly.

"My lord, what's that?"

The sharp-eyed catcher saw two lanterns lit up in the distance, and it seemed that someone was walking by.