After rolling on the ground for a few rounds, Xu Huan felt dizzy and seemed to faint because of it. He felt a severe pain all over his body, as if his bones were about to fall apart.

But he still shook his head and staggered to stand up.

"You kid..." Wang Qian reluctantly supported his body with his arms and cursed: "It's only the last time, are you letting go?"

"Aren't you blamed for distracting me?" Xu Huan muttered, stretched out his hand and waved the flying dust, wiped the face again, and wiped all the sticky pieces of soil on the ground.

Looking up at the extremely high and dangerous steep slope cut by the giant sword of the heaven and earth, Xu Huan blocked the light with his other hand and sighed: "It's so high."

The slope is extremely high and can fall safely, which means that luck is excellent.

Wang Qian said, "Stop talking nonsense, leave quickly."

Xu Huan sighed twice, picked up the sword that fell beside him due to inertia, and carefully put it back on the package. However, his legs were as heavy as lead, and a slight movement of pain came from the heart. Xu Huan finally felt Wang Qian's feeling.

It was noon and the sun was shining. There were no trees covering the surroundings. The sun was burning with the two people standing here. Although it was autumn, it was rare to have heat today.

A golden light poured on Xu Huan's right arm. Xu Huan felt that his right arm was about to burn, spread throughout his body, and burned himself to pieces.

Xu Huan had a bitter face, but could only walk towards the city step by step. Every time he took a step, he felt like he was hammered with a hammer.

He has always been extremely hard-working and patient, so he can live alone without starving to death after his parents died at the age of seven.

So even when he was sliding downhill, even if the support of his arms had reached its limit, even if he wanted to let go, he still gritted his teeth and supported him.

There was no reason not to continue moving forward at this time, so Xu Huan restrained his trembling and weak legs, which were almost weak, and walked forward firmly.

In order to distract yourself, Xu Huan remembered some past events.

He remembered the years when his belly survived, he spent countless hours searching for food leftovers and unused food in Yunyan Town to fill his hunger and spend every dark night.

Because he was not good at it, nor did he like it, and even resisted showing weakness and despair to others, he did not beg or knock on the doors of neighbors who pretended to be blind. Instead, he smiled day after day, trying to sort out himself neatly, searching and eating things that others could not see.

In fact, after his mother closed her eyes on the hospital bed for the last time, his mind was blank, and he even thought about leaving with them like this, but he finally remembered what his mother said.

Since the past cannot be changed, we should accept everything and live like this.

So he buried his mother simply beside his father's grave in a daze, ate the only food left at home, and then began to go outside in a daze to pick up food secretly.

When he suddenly woke up and looked back, he realized that he had lived alone for a long time.

So he tried to find a job and wanted to support himself. He was not very experienced in the world and encountered countless frauds from the shopkeepers and received silver coins that were not proportional to their efforts. Some shopkeepers even refused to give them silver coins and asked him to do a job.

With the pride that was worthless and even thought he was ridiculous, he repeated this monotonous and boring day after day, and later he met his second uncle.

Perhaps it was the pain on the body that caused the pain in the heart, so I couldn't help but think of some sad past events.

Xu Huan originally thought that he could take these things calmly, but now when he thinks about them, he feels sore in his nose and feels a little uncomfortable in his throat. So he angrily scolds: "What are you thinking about, what's wrong? I think about this?"

Wang Qian heard his angry curse and said curiously: "What do you think?"

Xu Huan said, "Think about something happy."

Wang Qian said, "It seems that you don't feel very happy when you react."

"It was not good to go out of Yunyan Town as soon as it was released. Now it is almost dead. Can you be happy?"

Wang Qian nodded: "What you said makes sense. If I think of my free and easy life in the school now, I will definitely scold my master for his bad intentions and actually let this school treasure come to this muddy water."

"But fortunately, it hurts so much now that I really can't think of any casual life in the school. It's such a cheap guy." Wang Qian said to himself.

"That guy?" Xu Huan said curiously: "Do you call your master that guy?"

"More than that, that's an old bastard who is not doing his job!" Wang Qian said more and more vigorously. "If that guy hadn't been lazy and refused to come and asked me to take the order in danger, I wouldn't have lost all my cultivation and been chased by that madman. I should have been at the critical moment when my junior brother fought with the madman, and pointed at the mad dog in red like a god descending to earth, and directly crushed him into pieces..."

Xu Huan thought that everyone said that respecting the teacher and respecting the truth was that Wang Qian was not only not a righteous person, but also that he did not have the so-called awe when talking about his master. If Wang Qian had not been too different, even if both of them were birds of a feather, after all, the master who could teach such an apprentice would not be too serious.

Thinking of this, Xu Huan's fantasy of the older generation of spiritual practitioners who imagined immortality and the imaginary top of the independent mountain was once again shattered.

"But after all, people have become spiritual cultivation, not spiritual cultivation. It is reasonable to have a few people who do not have the style of being a senior." Xu Huan comforted himself.

The slope was too far from the slope, and Xu Huan did not hear the sound of gold and stone turbulent sounds behind him. He was a little worried for a moment, not knowing how the battle is now? Brother Li is still safe? But according to Brother Li's performance, it should be no problem?

Li Xuankong fought desperately in front of him just to delay Gao Yin's pace and buy time for the two of them to leave. If this time is wasted, it would undoubtedly be extremely disrespectful. So Xu Huan pulled Wang Qian's hand and gritted his teeth and started running.

He ran very slowly, not even a running, but walked quickly, and every step of his squinting footsteps stepped on the soft soil, and every step he took was about to sprain his ankle and fell to the ground. Xu Huan felt that the soil seemed to have a suction force, and he wanted to suck his feet in.

Xu Huan pulled out his sword as a crutch, holding the sword with his right arm, which seemed to be burned by blood and sunlight, so that he would not let himself fall.

But Xu Huan knew very well that it was extremely difficult to pick up the sword with this hand. If he hoped to use the sword to support his body when he was about to fall, it would be a dream, but it seemed to be a mental effect. After picking up this "crawler", his body seemed to be somewhat balanced.

"I can't die here yet." Xu Huan supported him step by step with such belief.

He was not very afraid of death, otherwise he would not have the idea of ​​dying with them after his parents died. It was just that he had suffered so much to live to this day. Xu Huan didn't want to die inexplicably, nor did he want to persist and give up the hope of survival halfway through.

What's more, the spiritual world that he has always dreamed of is right in front of him. He has walked out of Yunyan Town. He is about to experience the prosperity of the world and use it to satisfy his endless curiosity. He cannot just die.

Xu Huan's hair bun on his head this morning was already scattered, dirty and scattered on his shoulders. He vented his emotions and shouted a few times, like a madman wandering in the wilderness, which attracted Wang Qian's dissatisfaction.

Wang Qian glanced at him and said disgustedly: "I'm embarrassed if you can speak softly."

Xu Huan said sincerely: "Actually, I feel very embarrassed, but I still want to shout."

Xu Huan's sincere answer made Wang Qian choke, and after a while, he said quietly: "Actually, it's not impossible to shout, but you shouted so badly, just like a madman wandering in the wilderness."

"Then aren't you a beggar who is being helped by a madman?" Xu Huan countered without showing any weakness.

"I am in the Qi Realm. Even if I am a beggar, I am the king of beggars." Wang Qian snorted disdainfully.

"Maybe there will be beggars in Xuanmiao Realm somewhere in the world. Wouldn't they beggars among the beggars?" Xu Huan retorted.

"What are you kidding? A beggar in Xuanmiao realm?" Wang Qian rolled his eyes, "How rare and noble is Xuanmiao realm? Why do you go to be a beggar if you have nothing to do?"

"Your Qi Realm is also going to be a beggar."

"When did I become a beggar..." Wang Qian gritted his teeth and said, "I am the facade of the school, and the school is the capital..."

Xu Huan ignored his long speech and suddenly saw a dark and solid wall, feeling the solemn and cold air coming from every brick and tile that made up the wall.

"So it's already here." Xu Huan relaxed his heart, and his arms could no longer hold the sword. The black sword slid down and his body collapsed to the ground.

The reason why I came here desperately was not only because this was the inevitable journey of their destination, but also a kind of intuition mixed with analysis, which told him that this was a safe place.

Why is this a safe place? Perhaps it is because according to Wang Qian's previous statement, Gao Yin did not like to attack in places with many eyes, perhaps because there was a spiritual sect there, and probably because there were soldiers in charge of the security of this city by the Great Qi Dynasty.

All in all, there are people there.

There are places where people always feel at ease, especially compared to such wilderness.

Xu Huan had to admit that in his current opinion, this wall should be the safest wall in the world. The faces of the soldiers who were checking in the middle of the wall and the residents who lined up to enter were undoubtedly the most kind and beautiful faces in the world.

Because this is the wall of Qingsong City.

Until this time, these two men, who looked like madmen and beggars, finally approached the city wall.
Chapter completed!