"You can see what kind of martial arts this person uses and what sect he comes from." The man in green asked the woman in purple in front of him in a low voice.

"This man started by taking action, gathered his martial arts and never intended to reveal his own skills. It seems that he is also a person with status. Unless he meets a real master, he will not expose himself." A woman in purple sighed and said, "But if you take action, you may be able to test his identity."

"Forget it, it's not the time to reveal our identity now, but he is eyeing us, what do you think?" asked the man in green: "Have he seen through our identity?"

"Brother Zhang is not unfavorable, but I still have some confidence in my disguise technique." The woman in purple replied: "Since he has an idea, our rejection may cause other troubles at this time, so it is better to wait and see."

"Since that's the case, you'll have to deal with it. My injuries have not healed, so I can't expose myself at this moment."

After just a few conversations, the two decided to come back. After the shock of the man in white, the depth was not visible, the winery was much quieter. Many people looked at this person with a little more fear. This person could defeat the strong man without showing any expression. His strength had not yet been revealed, and he was obviously very strong.

After the man in white defeated the strong man with swords, he clasped his fists to a group of people in the world who were watching the show and said, "Thank you for your concession. The task of escorting this girl is to avoid any disaster."

A group of people rolled their eyes, "What a disaster," bah... This guy looks like a slutty, but his mouth is slippery. He gave a martial arts first and then a courtesy. On the one hand, he showed some strength, and then he would respect him, which made many people difficult to challenge.

"I wonder if my strength can be favored by the girl, and if I can walk with her," the man in white said with a smile.

The woman in purple clothes smiled and said, "The little woman and her brother are already traveling far away, and they don't know the depth. The young master is extremely powerful, so it is best to be able to walk with us."

"Haha, it's so great. I will never have to eat ashes in this place where birds don't poop." The man in white shook his feather fan and looked very happy.

After a brief rest, the three of them left and headed towards Tantric Buddhism. Along the way, they also learned that the man in white was named Yan Zhen. He was born into a declining sect. The sect has always been a single pass. By his generation, he has been much smaller and his martial arts practiced rely on his own understanding.

However, I didn't believe it very much in the ears of this man and a woman. This person seemed to be slick, but their intuition told them that this person was of extraordinary origin.

Yan Zhen rode a horse toward the woman in purple, and was still chatting about his various deeds in the world. He also said that he was the name of the world, saying that it was the young master of love, which means that a leaf would not touch his body. Those who were stumbling in the world would give him a name, just like the strong water-breaking swordsman before, but the young master of love looked at Yuxin but did not match his name.

The land in the north of the desert is full of sand. If a strong wind blows, the three of them have to find a small slope to hide. Otherwise, the wind and sand will inevitably grin on their bodies. Even if they have the protection of their bodies, they will not be exposed at this time.

Two men and one woman, each carrying swords, three horses heading in the sky, and they were so cool that they couldn't say that they didn't need to carry swords, but the guy in white found them from somewhere and forced them to pretend to be a showcase. When they met those people in the world, they would not be weaker. They could also scare them when they met bandits.

Since he came out, the beastly guy in the clothes never stopped talking. Zhang Kaifeng, dressed in green, felt very worried and happy without talking to him. He admired the woman's concentration and said something from time to time, making the guy in white happy.

The man in blue who was riding on the horse closed his eyes and calmly circulated the Neiyuan to repair his injuries. He gradually fell into silence and fell behind. He sat down and sniffed. He also knew that the person on his body had not commanded it. If he was alone, he met a bandit and was killed and cooked, it would be miserable. So he followed the two horses in front with his hooves slowly. Seeing the tender grass exposed from the yellow sand, he spread his hooves and ran forward without hesitation, making it feel happy, and he didn't seem to feel someone on his back.

The yellow sand is green, and the hard rocks are slapped by years of wind and rain, showing as sharp as spears. The mountains are gone. Occasionally, some greenness stops growing because of insufficient rain. It seems that at one glance, a black horse spreads its hooves and runs to play with it. It throws the two horses behind it behind, making the two horses that want to spread their hooves. Zhang Kaifeng, who is circulating the Neiyuan healing wounds, naturally would not care. The slow Neiyuan flows through the meridians of the whole body like clear water. Straws of white breath spurt out from the tip of his nose, and strands of true energy that is invisible to the naked eye and makes the horse feel full of strength.

After a long time, Zhang Kaifeng opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth. His eyes became clearer and most of the internal injuries healed. Under this situation, he could be completely healed before he reached Tantra.

Seeing that it was already a little late, the three of them discussed and accelerated the speed. After the sun set, they finally came outside a wilderness village.

"Brother Zhang, there is a village in the distance. Why not let's go there for a night?" Yan Zhen said.

The village in the distance is sparsely shining with light, like fireflies in the dark, dispelling the coldness in the night.

"Okay!" Zhang Kaifeng said.

"Who? Who is there?" Suddenly, Yan Zhen shouted loudly and looked at the small hill bag not far away.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" The torch illuminated and dozens of people came out from behind the mountain bag. Some of the farm equipment in their hands were even holding bows and arrows, and they had already pulled the bow and stitched.

Looking at these dresses, I think they were villagers in the village not far away, but their faces were full of hostility and vigilance.

"We are tourists passing by. It's too late and want to take a night off in your village. There is no malice." Yan Zhen said with his fists.

"You go! We don't welcome you here." A dark-skinned man in the lead waved.

"Why, we are just staying for a night." Yan Zhen was interrupted by the man before he could finish speaking.

"No matter what difficulties you have, we won't welcome you. Let's go."

"you……."

Zhang Kaifeng stopped Yan Zhen and said, dismounted alone, walked up to him and said, "Please be kind to you, this brother, please make peace. It's too late and it's not easy to travel. Besides, our horses are too tired and need rest. Don't worry, we won't live in vain."

"What won't be in vain? Leave quickly, don't blame us for being polite."

"stop!"

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, an old man walked out from behind and stopped the man.

The old man was dressed in worn-out clothes and was old, but his turbid eyes were particularly clear.

"But the village chief, these three people have unknown origins and are carrying swords. They are obviously not good people. It is hard to guarantee that they have any connection with the horse bandits. It is inappropriate for me to let them in like this." The dark-skinned man opposed.

"That's right, village chief, there are already many people coming to the village and can no longer live."

"If you can't live, live in my house." The old man said: "How can a guest drive away from him from afar? It's so unreasonable."

The dark-skinned man snorted coldly and turned away. He was not upset when he saw him, which made Yan Zhen and others feel a little uncomfortable.

"Please don't be accustomed to the three distinguished guests. Erlangzi is just like this and he is a little more straightforward."

"It is natural for horse bandits to poison them. We won't mind it, but we won't cause inconvenience to the village chief." Zhang Kaifeng said.

"How could it be! It's always unsafe to travel at night." The village chief said: "Mobei is so desolate here, and it has created many horse bandits. The villagers were not like this before, and they were very enthusiastic about outsiders. Since the village changed a few years ago, the villagers don't like outsiders very much. Please forgive me."

Zhang Kaifeng, dressed in a blue suit, shook his head and said, "If you are not there, we are already grateful for your ability to take in. How could we dislike it?"

"The land of Mobei is a territory belonging to the Great Yan Dynasty. Why did you fall to this point? The local governments did not come forward to resolve the problem, nor did they report it to the court." Yan Zhen asked.

A sad look flashed across the old man's face, and he sighed and said, "If the government is useful, we will not have lived so hard. They always told us that they would help us remove the bandits from handing over the food, but there was no movement every time. My old son was dissatisfied with the government's actions and brought people to the theory and has not returned yet. My daughter-in-law suddenly heard the bad news and left, and we were so worried that the people would fight against the officials."

"Bastard!" Yan Zhen's face showed an angry look: "As local parents, they let the horse bandits run rampant."

The village chief did not answer this question. Yan Zhen looked very depressed. Yuxin disguised herself as a man. Perhaps she was sad and said nothing, and walked along the mountain road. From a distance, she saw some lonely houses standing in the mountains, looking dead. In some places, there were traces of fire. It was obviously done by horse bandits. The farmland was dry and cracked because there was no water, and the wheat was hanging listlessly, and there were not many rice particles.

The locust trees at the head of the village are so old that they are old, like an old man who is lonely and helpless. The stream under the small bridge has long dried up, the wall at the head of the village is in ruins, and there are many traces of swords and axes.

When they entered the village, many people from the martial arts world had already come here and chose to camp here. This place is only a few miles away from Tantric Buddhism and can be arrived tomorrow. However, the safety issue of traveling at night is not guaranteed. The originally secluded village suddenly became much more lively, and there was a rude sound of drinking. Zhang Kaifeng frowned, but said nothing.

The houses in the village are all dirt houses, some of which are so dilapidated that they cannot stop the wind and rain. The dull village has very few lights. The village chief lives in a yard, which is not much better. An old cow is gnawing on the already dried grass. A loquat tree that has not even grown leaves are planted in the yard. A table and chair made of stones still stand under the trees after the wind and frost. The low house will make a whirring sound when the cold wind blows. The word "Fu" that has been posted for countless years has long been unable to see the bright red color.
Chapter completed!