"Dada..."

The rapid sound of horse hooves came from the official road, and the flying dust pulled out a long mark from afar.

Three people, six horses!

On the horse's back, Zheng Yu leaned forward and shouted with a pale face: "Crazy, that person is a madman!"

As he yelled, his neck seemed to be thicker, and his blood vessels were also bulging high, obviously angry.

The little girl's pretty face was pale, her hands tightly pulled the reins, and her body was tightly pressed against the horse's back, with tears still on her face.

The destruction of tens of thousands of people in a city completely shocked them!

Moreover, Scholar Jian intentionally kept this shock in their hearts and deliberately presented the whole process one by one.

Killing people all over the wild!

This word cannot describe Scholar Jian at all!

As Zheng Yu said, that person was a complete madman!

"But he gave us a sword technique after all, and..."

Mr. Wu Nan smiled bitterly: "This sword technique is much better than what you have in the sword box on your back, and it can achieve that Dao base realm."

"Just go back, practice hard, and become the so-called number one master in the world, you should be more than enough!"

"Then why did he kill someone?"

Zheng Yu turned his head and glared at Wu Nangong: "Just to show his strength? Is it scared us?"

“Aren’t these enough?”

Mr. Wu Nan looked up and sighed: "Scholar Jian's strength is far beyond our imagination. The so-called invincible army and invincible army are probably just a joke in front of him."

"As for fear..."

"Aren't you scared?"

"But, just to let us do things, can we kill so many people?"

Zheng Yu's eyes were slightly red and she said, "That's a whole city, with the lives of no less than tens of thousands of people!"

"Maybe, he wants to see clearly here."

Wu Nangong's eyes changed slightly, and his voice became low: "It's not right here, it's not right!"

“What’s wrong?”

Zheng Yu asked back.

"Although the mountains we are in are not small, they are only a thousand miles away, but look!"

Mr. Wu also looked back suddenly, and his eyes looked a little crazy like Sword Scholar.

He reached out and pointed back, saying, "How far have we walked now? Thousand miles, not just Thousand miles?"

"Grandpa Wu."

The little girl looked up slightly and whispered: "What do you want to say?"

"I don't know either."

Wu Nangong looked confused and shook his head slightly: "I don't know why. Since we met the sword fairy He Chen, I have always felt a little uncomfortable, as if I was confused."

Zheng Yu, the little girl looked at each other and suddenly raised her heart.

"Senior, it's okay."

Zheng Yu even slowed down his voice and said, "Let's just go back the same way, it's no big deal."

"No, I'm afraid it's not that easy!"

Mr. Wu suddenly shook his head: "A few days ago, I met someone while you were resting."

"That person should be like Sword Scholar, with a cultivation level far superior to the masters of the martial arts world, but he is displaced, like a beggar, and he is crazy about his behavior."

Zheng Yu immediately replied: "It is normal for some senior masters to be somewhat different from ordinary people."

"No!"

Mr. Wu Nan shook his head: "The reason why that man is crazy is like a scholar of swordsman, and he can't remember some things no matter what."

"He said...he said he should have died!"

"Dead?"

Even though the sun was in the sky, Zheng Yu and the others suddenly felt cold on their backs and coldness surged in their hearts.

"good."

Mr. Wu Nan continued to speak: "I thought I had just met a weird person, but two days later, when we passed by the city mountain, we met a suicide madman."

"I remembered it!"

The little girl suddenly shouted: "The crazy Taoist man that day kept shouting fake, fake, and suddenly he committed suicide!"

This incident left a deep impression on her. As soon as she was reminded, she immediately remembered her face, and her little face was even more scared.

"It's him."

Mr. Wu nodded, and his tone suddenly became cold again: "But these two people are actually one."

"And, I've seen him commit suicide before this!"

"What?"

The two were stunned, and Zheng Yu even said, "Senior mean, is that Taoist died... twice?"

"good!"

Mr. Wu's face became colder and colder: "And I suspect he died specifically in front of me. Because, when he committed suicide the first time, I told me to pay attention to him, and he would come to me."

"Hey! I naturally thought he was a lunatic at that time. How could I come to me if I die? But..."

Speaking of this, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched, and his eyes were filled with fear: "After two days, he actually came, and he completely forgot about what he had seen me!"

The sound of horse hooves was still rapid, but the three of them closed their mouths at the same time, and their faces changed.

"Senior means..."

After a while, Zheng Yu opened his mouth and shook his head repeatedly: "No, no! I must have thought too much."

At this moment, the underworld and the underworld, many words that made people feel heartbroken poured into his heart one after another.

Could it be that we are dead?

The little girl didn't think so much, and turned her head and said, "It should be a senior who was making fun of us and scaring us."

"drive!"

However, Zheng Yu and the others did not answer, but just beat the horses desperately and ran forward.

…………

When they came, they took seven days, but less than three days to go back.

In the early morning of this day, the group of three people climbed up the mountain they had arrived again with tiredness.

The sword fairy He Chen was still there, but the two sides had no intention of communicating.

"Mist...Where is the fog?"

Zheng Yu's lips trembled, and he pointed forward stammeringly, unable to help but hissing: "What's there!"

But in front of them, there were no fog, but there were a few unknown mountains.

As for the way they came...

"It's gone, it's gone!"

The little girl also looked panicked: "Grandpa Wu, why is the way we come in?"

"I want to know, too."

Mr. Wu narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance: "Maybe, we should walk forward and cross these mountains before talking."

"Zheng..."

Just at this moment, the flying sword hanging around Zheng Yu's waist suddenly trembled silently.

Before the three of them could come back to their senses, the flying sword had turned into a sword light, rolling the person around and soaring into the sky.

The sword light was soaring that it had passed through several mountains in a moment, and the fog that was constantly expanding outward was faintly visible.

But it did not fall, but suddenly folded and flew towards the rear.

The sword light penetrates the white clouds and travels through the clouds and mists. A hundred miles is just a flash of sight, and a thousand miles away is not far away.

He flew straight for two days with the three of them in this way, and when the three of them were almost unable to support them, he fell on the top of a mountain.

"clatter……"

The three of them fell to the ground, and their bodies couldn't help but feel weak.
To be continued...