After leaving Guangmingding, Chen Xuanyou and others received a blue hidden horse, hung a bag, carried a sword, and shouted to leave with each other with a horse.

Tibetan horses are small horse breeds on the plateau. In terms of size, they are much shorter than the Central Plains horses. However, Tibetan horses also have their own advantages.

Tibetan horses are resistant to rough feeding, have strong disease resistance, and have good endurance. They can operate on plateaus at an altitude of 3500 to 4000 meters to 5000 meters. They ride and carry in the mountains, and have agile and steady pace. They are one of the main means of transportation in Tibet. They have complex coat colors, including chestnuts, chestnuts, and green colors.

Chen Xuanyou and his group had 31 people in total, and everyone rode a green hidden horse with uniform fur colors. This was enough to make many thieves and bandits along the way dispel their ideas.

Because being able to raise a Tibetan horse with such a uniform color in Tibet means that it is of great strength behind it, and it is not something that ordinary thieves or bandits can afford to provoke.

Walking outside, some people choose to hide their identities, some people choose to reveal their identities, and Chen Xuanyou and his group chose the former, and each of them had a burning red flame embroidered on their clothes, which was the symbol of the Ming Cult.

No one dares to easily imitate or disguise this kind of power. Once discovered, it will definitely be a situation that will last forever.

The Ming Cult is the top jianghu force in the Western Regions. There are very few who can catch the eye of the Ming Cult and have a good influence in the Central Plains. It shows the identity of the Ming Cult, and the unnecessary troubles will be reduced a lot.

Facts have proved that Chen Xuanyou and others' choices were very correct. They did not meet anyone who was blind for seven days, and the journey was very smooth.

You can enter the Xixia territory in two days. After seven days of high-intensity rush, the environment along the way is also poor. It is either rugged wilderness or desert Gobi. Everyone's spirit is about to be wiped out, with a high spirit and a high-spirited posture.

Chen Xuanyou saw this situation in his eyes. In fact, he was a little annoyed, but as the boss, it is better not to express negative emotions.

That day, after a wilderness with sparse vegetation and dry climate, Chen Xuanyou took the lead with the blue Tibetan horse and said loudly: "Brothers, let's sing a song."

After saying that, Chen Xuanyou started singing without waiting for his subordinates to respond.

"Go and go, go and go, the hero will go with me..."

"Sing with me!"

After singing the first sentence, Chen Xuanyou shouted violently, and with the increase in internal strength, he ensured that even thirty-one horses could hear clearly even if they ran wildly.

"Go and go, go and go, the hero will go with me..."

Everyone couldn't do it, and it was really boring to simply rush on the road, so they could only open their mouths and yell.

There are inevitably people with incomplete tone when there are too many people. They sing very badly, but most of them can keep up with the tune, and overall they can still be heard.

"Walking all over the green mountains, people are not old, and young people are ambitious and do not express their worries."

"Don't look back, don't care where Huang He goes to."

"A dream of the wind and clouds changing again, and it is a grudge that spreads to the world."

"Craft a small boat, let me go and travel."

"Full and free, the world competes for freedom with me."

"Drinking a glass of wine together is hard to find in the world."

After singing this sentence, Chen Xuanyou took off the wine pot hanging on the saddle and drank it wildly, then threw it to Qian Liang behind him.

"It's hard to miss you. No matter how passionate you are, you will still be leisurely flying across the clouds."

"Who wants to enjoy the fun with me?"

"If heaven has feelings, heaven will grow old, it is better to compete with heaven for freedom."

"If heaven has feelings, heaven will grow old, it is better to compete with heaven... for freedom..."

Wow...

After the song was finished, Chen Xuanyou strangled the horse and looked back, and the wine bag had already reached the last row.

"Hahaha... brothers, aren't you awake at all?" Chen Xuanyou laughed.

"Sober."

“Very sober.”

"The Master of Incense should have been like this long ago."

“…”

Everyone talked.

"Siangzhu, what's the name of this slang song?" Qian Liang asked with a smile.

Modern songs can no longer be called songs in the ancient context, but mountain songs, slang songs, and not as elegant as ancient times.

Chen Xuanyou didn’t care about the so-called distinction between elegance and vulgarity. What he liked and what everyone liked was good things!

"Xiaoyaoyou!"

“It’s very appropriate!”

"That's!"

This is one of his wonderful childhood memories.

"Brothers, follow me and let's fly and get excited!"

"drive!"

Although others do not understand the meaning of getting excited, they can also roughly understand this situation.

"Driving..."

"Go and go, go, the hero goes with me..."

Under the leadership of Chen Xuanyou, the atmosphere gradually changed from dull and boring to passionate passion. Everyone rode their horses and sang loudly. The voices spread farther and farther away, and eventually disappeared in the depths of the wilderness. The dust was flying behind them, and the sky was high and the clouds were faint.

...

In the same wilderness, several young men and women in white dresses rode horses and fled in panic. Behind them, more than 30 people were followed, with more than 30 men and few women, and they were all riding horses.

These people were dressed in messy clothes, some were wearing Western Xia folk clothes, some were Central Plains clothes, some were Tubo clothes, and some were strange clothes that were not like the four-dimensional ones.

"Shao Yufei, hand over the ice silkworm and spare you!" A middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, long face and short beard, and looked thirty or forty years old shouted loudly.

"Chaochenzi, do you think this young master is a three-year-old child?"

"What is your Xingsheng School's style? Who doesn't know about this Western Region?"

"When I return to our Kunlun Sect, I must make you look good!" The young man in white in front turned his head and looked disdainfully, waving his braid faster.

"You're looking for death!"

"Everyone used poison to catch up with them, no one left!"

Chuchenzi was furious and slapped the Tibetan horse under him. The internal force with toxin penetrated into his body. The Tibetan horse's speed suddenly increased greatly. The people from other Xingsu Sects also followed suit and quickly narrowed the distance.

Chu Chenzi was also violent and used special toxins to speed up at the cost of damaging the vitality of the horses. Afterwards, these horses were considered useless.

In this wilderness, where there is no horse in front of the village or the shop behind it, even those with martial arts will suffer a lot, and even in danger of losing their lives.

There are also many dangers in the wilderness that can threaten warriors. Compared with the beasts on earth, the beasts in this world are more than a little stronger.

"not good!"

Seeing this, Shao Yufei felt a thrill, and the power of waving the whip increased greatly. Every time he whipped, he left a blood mark on the horse's butt.

Although the pain has accelerated, it is still inferior to the methods of the Star Constellation School, and the distance is still being narrowed.

When they narrowed to a certain distance, the people of the Xingsu Sect used bone-transparent nails, heart-piercing needles, and other hidden weapons containing highly poisonous objects, which were shot at the disciples of the Kunlun Sect. More than 30 people activated the hidden weapons together, and within a certain range, they could be called hidden weapons like rain.

The disciples of Kunlun Sect waved their swords and tried their best to resist, but there was still a fish that escaped. The three of them screamed and fell off the horse. The people from Xingsu Sect whizzed by, and the tendons and bones were broken under the trampling of the horse's hooves, and their internal organs were broken, and they died tragically on the spot!

The rest of the people were shocked. At this moment, Shao Yufei heard a faint singing voice from the wind, and immediately turned his horse's head and headed towards the direction of the singing.

The three surviving Kunlun Sect disciples also heard this, and supported by the instinct of survival, they also followed.
Chapter completed!