After riding his horse for three days and three nights, Yan Qing drove back all the delayed journeys in the past. Now he was so sleepy that his eyes could hardly be opened, and the thousand-mile horse under his seat was so tired that his legs were shining.

At this moment, Yan Qing led Ma Jue to a crossroads. There was a large stone on the edge of the crossroads, with two very rough characters engraved on it - Hankou. It is the dividing line between the southwest and the northwest.

Yan Qing looked at the road ahead with no roads, feeling sad... The road to the northwest was completely broken. At first glance, there was a plain of unwrapped grass in front of him, with blue sky and yellow grass in the sky. But the only thing that was happy was that the spreading white horror finally stopped here.

The plain is so dry that it cannot withstand snow. There are occasional snowflakes in the sky in the northwest, but it falls late at night and turns into snow water in the early morning.

Even if there are clouds on the sky above, it will be blue, and the sunlight is light, which makes people feel very comfortable. But comfort and comfort have nothing to do with it - comfort means spiritual enjoyment, and comfort also requires physical and mental health!

The cold wind in the northwest is very, very cool, and touching it will make your body and mind very unhappy!

The cold wind in the snow is like a knife, cutting it on the face and causing pain; the cold wind in the northwest is like the sound of a piano, blowing with rhyme, sounding ruthlessly, entering from your eyes, nose and ears, and piercing your heart!

There is no road in the world, and when there are too many people walking, there is a road. The road is right under your feet, and you still have to walk even if you hesitate.

Yan Qing looked back at the road running wildly when he came - the wind, frost and horse hooves along the way. They couldn't exist for long, and the snow in the southwest would soon cover up the footprints.

Even if the footprints dissipate, the trip has been steadily gone. Those things that have been done will not be forgotten, the friends you make will not be lost, and the things that have been changed will not be restored. No matter whether it is right or wrong, the hero will have no regrets.

"Let's go, I heard that there is a small town near Hankou, and I will feed you when I fell." Yan Qing caressed the horse and walked towards the plain.

After hearing the snow is vast.

The grass turned yellow before.

Cold wind removes bones and cuts out the heart.

One man and one horse.

Wandering!

...

After walking for more than half a day, the southwest snow field behind him was finally invisible. Yan Qing let out a long sigh and slept on the dry grass.

The grass is soft and more comfortable than a bed with three layers of blankets. No matter how he tossed and turned, he would not knock his back;

The sky is light blue, the dark blue that was washed by white clouds. It is like a boundless big quilt that cannot be kicked away no matter how hard it is.

Yan Qing is not Yu'er. He always lie flat when he sleeps, and never does anything that only children can do if they kick the quilt.

He owed his body to make himself more comfortable. It was still so long before dark, so he would sleep here for a while.

Although the wind is cold, it still blows by, with the color of grass and vanilla, refreshing and helping people fall asleep.

People sleep leisurely, horses look for grass to eat, thousands of grasses are bent back, the wind and clouds are surging, and it is a vivid picture.

...

"Aowoo!"

"hiss--"

The howling of the wolf and the neighing of the horse broke through the entire empty plain!

Yan Qing opened his eyes immediately, and he slapped the ground and suddenly stood up from the ground, his eyes like a knife, and murderous intent came in an instant!

It's already night!

The last night that has not finished!

The blue sky and sunlight shine, making the earth gray, and the dead grass is stained with a layer of gray!

Canye gave Canglang the best disguise, and the wolf happened to be gray! If it weren't for their green-lighted beast eyes, it would be hard to notice, and before they knew it, they had approached Yan Qing's distance twenty feet!

"Nee—" The horse was so scared that it ran wildly!

Where can Yan Qing do this? The huge northwest is counting on a horse! So he made a quick decision and followed the horse to chase him.

But how can a person's foot stick run better than a horse? No matter how good Yan Qing's light skills are, he was still thrown away by this thousand-mile horse.

"This stupid horse!" He cursed and stopped. He had to stop because he was already out of breath. He had to keep his strength to deal with the Cang Wolf who was staring at him.

The wolves were very spiritual. They consciously divided into two groups, chasing the horses in large numbers, and a small group followed Yan Qing closely.

If you are not picky about food, you only choose the amount of food. Horse meat is much more important than human meat...

Yan Qing suddenly felt a little bitter in his heart. Could it be that the horse deliberately led the wolf pack away?

If that's the case, it's such a good horse!

He must not lose such a good horse!

"Clang!" Qingfeng was unsheathed!

He was very clear about the reason why he did not compete with those wolves, especially those who had been living by group hunting for a long time.

But animals are animals after all, and the difference between humans and animals is that they can use their brains.

"Thorn!" Yan Qing took the sword and slashed on the ground suddenly, and suddenly a dazzling spark flashed by. There were rocks on the ground, and it happened to be a sword to ignite the fire!

Another sword has not fallen! In just a short time, the sword has been out eight times!

"Aowu!" The wolf roared and heard the sound of the wind, and they finally started attacking! - "Sowuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

Three zhang!

Two feet!

One zhang!

They have jumped into the air and hungry wolf rushes to eat!

"Hoop!" The howling wind sounded, and the sudden firelight! Finally, the dry grass was ignited by sporadic flames!

The strong wind helped the fire to burn more and more vigorously, and the night was supported by the light. The temperature, light and heat extinguished the fierce wolf. They whimpered and hid in front of the fire. The fire replaced their green fireflies' eyes, and fear replaced their previous arrogance.

"Hmph! Beasts are beasts!" Behind the fire was Yan Qing, who looked arrogant. He was holding on to the sword and did not return to the sheath, which means that all this is not over yet!

The wolf pack has not left yet, so how can I finish it?

Just as a gust of wind came, Yan Qing's sword was horizontal, and the internal force quenched the sword, a blue sword energy was emitted, and the gust of wind was waiting for!

"Huh!" He cut off the fire grass roots in the air. The grass had no roots and blew with the strong wind. The fire light soared into the sky, like Mars scattered down!

Yan Qing's sword returned to the sheath, and under the rain of fire, he turned around and left.

When the fire rain fell, it burned a lot of fire, and the fire became more prosperous with the wind. For a moment, a raging fire broke out within a radius of thirty feet!

The wolf could only run wildly with its tail between its legs. They had to escape far away because the fire would burn the entire northwest grassland!

Yan Qing considered this consequence, but he could no longer save the fire at the moment. He never did anything useless. Anyway, the wildfire could not be burned out, and the spring breeze would bloom again, and a piece of green grass would grow in the northwest next year...

"Bit!"

A sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out.

Yan Qing's eyes lit up. He thought it was his horse running back by himself, so he was excited to go forward to pick it up. But as the horse got closer and closer, the appearance became clearer and clearer.

Unfortunately, it was not his horse. Although the horse that ran over was very strong, it was still worse than his own, and there was still a person riding on the horse's back.

"Oh, who killed thousands of swords set fire? How can I live in the future..."

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Chapter completed!