The leader of the horse bandits was more than ten feet away, but he was startled by Xuan Qi's contemptuous eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info was about to turn the horse away from Xuan Qi, but saw that Xuan Qi had already jumped into the air, the sword in his hand slashed forward, and it was already a sword to split the head of the horse in front of him, in the frightened eyes of the horse bandit on the horse, the slasher snatched the man's saber and threw it towards the leader of the horse bandits.

With the sound of the whistling wind, the saber quickly approached the leader of the bandits. Amid the exclamations of countless horse bandits, the horse bandit leader hurriedly turned over and got off his horse. With a pop, just as the leader of the horse bandits dismounted, the saber thrown out by Xuan Qi was already inserted into the horse's head and passed through.

In the neighing sound of the horse, the horse fell to the ground with a bang, but it almost crushed the leader of the horse bandits who had just dismounted. The leader of the horse bandits was already covered in a cold sweat, crawling backwards in horror on the ground, and he didn't even dare to show his head.

At this time, Xuan Qi was holding the long sword with both hands and rushed into the group of horse bandits. Everywhere the sword passed, the terrible neighing of horses and the screams of horse bandits rang out. Xuan Qi simply jumped up from the ground, and he quickly rushed in the direction of the horse bandit leader. Countless horse bandits desperately urged the horses to intercept them, but Xuan Qi rushed straight forward on horseback as if he were walking on the ground.

The leader of the horse bandits panicked, dragged down a horse bandit beside him, turned over on his horse, and urged the horse to run forward. When hundreds of horse bandits saw the leader fleeing, they immediately panicked, and they all began to slowly retreat.

In fact, with these hundreds of horse bandits, it is not too difficult to trap Xuan Qi. It's just that he was stopped by Xuan Qi's bloody attack for a while, and no one wanted to rush forward to die. And the retreat of the horse bandit leader broke the last line of defense in the hearts of hundreds of horse bandits.

Xuan Qi casually grabbed a startled horse and jumped on the horse's back, but he was alone and rushed into the fleeing group of horse bandits. Everywhere they passed, countless horse bandits were simply waiting to be killed, and they fell off their horses one after another. At this time, Xuan Qi, like a mountain god on the snowy plateau, had already made the horse bandits lose even the heart to resist, and they could only flee in all directions.

In this way, Xuan Qi's front was suddenly empty, and without the interception of the horse bandits, he was already getting closer and closer to the dozens of horse bandits who were escorting the horse bandit leader to escape. The horse bandits, who kept looking backwards, saw Xuan Qi killing from behind like a mountain god, and suddenly his soul flew into fear, and he couldn't care about his leader, so he scattered in all directions and fled.

The leader of the horse bandits turned to look, but saw that only the terrifying killing god was left behind him, and he trembled with fright, and only cared about urging the horse to keep moving forward. Xuan Qi saw that he couldn't catch up for a while, so he repeated his trick and threw out the Storm Sword in his hand with all his might. The Storm Sword shot straight at the back of the bandit leader like a streamer. The leader of the horse bandits heard the sound behind him and wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The sword popped, and it was already shot into the back of the horse bandit leader's heart, and only the hilt of the sword remained. The leader of the horse bandits screamed miserably, and he rolled off the fast horse and fell to the ground, and after a few struggles, he was silent.

After that, in the uninhabited area, there was a story of the mountain god getting angry and killing the first bandit in the no-man's land. And this mountain god has a fierce god-like name: Gu Qingping, the killing god!

When Xuan Qi returned to the caravan, everyone had already begun to pack up their goods, and when they saw Xuan Qi coming back, they all stopped and looked at Xuan Qi with awe. And the owner of the caravan who betrayed Xuan Qi was trembling and kneeling on the ground, not even daring to look at Xuan Qi. Xuan Qi smiled slightly at everyone, didn't even look at the poor man kneeling on the ground, and walked straight towards Lin Quan's father and daughter. Lin Quan was kicked by the leader of the horse bandits, but he was injured internally, and he had fainted at this time, leaning on Lin Ruoxi's arms with a pale face.

When Lin Ruoxi saw Xuan Qi approaching, he stopped crying, raised his head, his cheeks were still stained with tears, and looked at Xuan Qi fixedly, with both grief and a different feeling in his eyes. Xuan Qi smiled at Lin Ruoxi, then squatted down, and answered Lin Quan's veins by himself, and his true qi surged in, treating Lin Quan's injuries in his body. Lin Ruoxi looked at Xuan Qi blankly, her cheeks flushed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

When the caravan set off, only a pile of goods was left at the scene, and the caravan owner who was kneeling next to the goods and betrayed Xuanqi. All the people hired by the proprietor left spontaneously, and even the four guys of the proprietor did not hesitate to set off with the team.

More than ten days later, the caravan arrived at Naqu. After resting for the night, the caravan continued on its way towards the city of Raks. At this time, Xuan Qi sped up his speed, and galloped towards Luo Qi City in the reluctant eyes of everyone. In the crowd, Lin Ruoxi, who was just seventeen years old, had tears in his eyes, and next to him was Lin Quan, who had a helpless face and could only gently hug his daughter.

Xuanqi went south, and after turning over Nianqing Tanggula Mountain, it was not far from Luoqi City. After that, he traveled all the way south, and when Xuanqi arrived at Luoqi City, it was already mid-April. In the meadow-rich river valley, the city of Les is like a pearl of the snowy plateau, embedded in it.

Xuan Qi led the horse and walked slowly into the city, his eyes full of exotic customs. Countless Tibetans, lamas dressed in yellow, Persians with high noses and deep eyes, black-faced and short Tianzhu people, Zhenla people, people from the Western Regions in all kinds of strange costumes, as well as ethnic minorities in Yunnan, Guichuan and Han people, etc., all gathered in one city and came and went freely.

Xuan Qi casually found an inn on the street not far from the Jokhang Temple, and walked around every day to find out the news of Kunzan and Sanchi. Whenever they asked the local Tibetans, they waved their hands and walked away quickly, unwilling to say more. Xuan Qi was even more helpless, he didn't understand the language, but he didn't find any news for a while.

On this day, Xuan Qi walked around the city as usual, walking and walking, but saw someone quietly waving to him at the mouth of the alley in the distance. Xuan Qi was stunned for a moment, and saw that the Tibetan himself didn't know him, but he still walked over. When the Tibetan saw Xuan Qi approaching, he didn't speak, got up directly, and walked in the alley.

Xuan Qi hesitated a little, but still just followed the Tibetan man and walked into the alley. The two of them walked left and right in the alley, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, the Tibetan stopped in front of a private house. After looking around, the Tibetan knocked lightly on the door of the house.

The door babbled, and a crack in the door opened, and a Tibetan stuck out his head and looked at the Tibetan who knocked on the door, and then turned his eyes to Xuan Qi. When the Tibetan saw Xuan Qi, there was a trace of joy in his eyes, but he didn't speak, just pushed the door open and made a gesture of invitation to Xuan Qi.

Xuan Qi did not hesitate, took the first step and walked into the house. The Tibetan closed the door, led the way, and walked towards a closed room.