Chapter 111 Route

After a sword, the woman in white lost its fragrance and jade damage. The rest of the evil disciples were stunned for a long time to react. Suddenly, they didn't know who shouted and suddenly dispersed as birds and beasts. They only hated their parents for having a pair of legs and coaxed them to run away.

He Zhongyihu roared and chased after him, punched a person on the back of the head, and suddenly saw his brain bursting and suddenly accounting. He shook his hand, sank his waist and stopped his feet, rushed forward a few steps, raised his iron palm, and killed another person.

Hearing the screams behind, the evil people were so scared that they cried and cried, and ran even harder. When He Zhongyi killed the third person, he felt that he could not continue. He turned around and shouted, "Brother Qin, you can't let them go!" Third, don't be daze, let's kill together!"

When Bai Lang heard this, he was about to draw his sword and rush up, but was stopped by Qin Yan.

"Forget it, it's endless. Let them go!"

The white wave suddenly stopped and looked up in astonishment. Qin Yan gently pressed a palm on his shoulder, but it brought a heavy force, and forcibly unloaded his momentum with one touch, which was amazing in terms of strength and skill. However, what surprised Bai Lang more was the meaning of Qin Yan's words: let go of the group of people in front of him and let them inform them - he really decided to kill them all the way!

' is magnificent and heroic, but intellectually speaking, such a decision is too reckless! It seems that something has been wrong with him and the Jade Fairy since morning...'

The complaint is only buried in my heart, and Bai Lang knows what he should do. He bowed slightly to Qin Yan and retreated silently to the back of the carriage.

At this time, after killing five people, He Zhongyi knew that he could not kill them all by himself. Finally, he stopped, took a few breaths and slowly walked back to Qin Yan's side and said, "Brother Qin, forgive me for talking too much. If you really want to kill all the way, the carriage is afraid that it can't stand it..."

Not all evil disciples are as purulent as the group just now. As long as they dare to fight back, even if they rush randomly, the knives, guns and sticks in their hands will cause harm to the carriage. People can dodge by themselves, but horse-drawn carriages can't escape. If you mix a few more masters, your group will be in trouble if they can't go far. Moreover, if you kill thousands of miles all the way, I'm afraid it will also provoke those old monsters who have lived in the nest for a long time...

ying He Zhongyi's implicit reproachful eyes, Qin Yan smiled and said, "The route set by Mr. Lin Ge for you is from Fuhu Mountain?"

He Zhongyi nodded: "That's good. Fuhu Mountain goes straight to the west. As long as you go straight down the foot of the mountain, you can reach Jiulong Peak.

"Well, it is indeed the shortest path. However, Mr. Lin may not have thought that the evil sect would pour out, causing the front line of Fuhu Mountain to fall into the sphere of influence of the evil sect. If you continue to follow the original route, no matter whether you kill or not, how much money you spend, I'm afraid you won't escape bad luck. So I suggest that you take a little detour, climb over Fuhu Mountain, and walk from the other side, which may be safer.

He Zhongyi frowned and said, "On the other side of Fuhu Mountain is the Dragon Mountain. I heard that there are groups of poisonous insects and beasts, desolate, and there are swamp miasma. Nine out of ten people who enter will not come back..."

"I happen to know a less dangerous path. Although there will be more detours, it can ensure safety." Qin Yan said the place he walked a month ago when he looked around for traces of blood clothes theft, which was also the bloody experience he got after he strayed into the Longtan tiger's den many times.

He Zhongyi was still hesitating, and suddenly heard the sound of Yu Hanyan in the carriage: "The most important thing is safety. As long as this is met, others can be considered separately."

This is the first time she took the initiative to talk to Qin Yan today, but it is a business-like indifferent tone. Qin Yan was depressed and replied, "There is no big problem except for some steep mountain roads. It's just to trouble the two ladies to suffer a little..."

"It doesn't matter. My family will take them there." Speaking of this, the sound in the carriage took a break, hesitated for a moment, and then asked faintly, "What about you, show us the way?" In the indifferent voice, he couldn't help but show a trace of tension and vaguely expected.

However, even this expectation can't satisfy Qin Yan. Shaking his head helplessly, he said the answer: "There is not enough time. I'll take you into the mountain, then draw the route on the map, and then you can follow along. I believe this is not a problem for you.

"Of course it's not a problem!" Yu Hanyan sneered and raised her voice, "My family has walked many times on the road you said. Therefore, there is no need for you to dictate. The next journey has nothing to do with you. You can go now. Aren't you very busy? My family can't bear to delay your big things anymore. The sooner you go, the better, so that my family won't be upset when I see you!"

Qin Yan can only be silently right about her accusations. The two quarreled, and the others did not dare to make a sound, and the atmosphere fell into silence.

After a long time, Mu Chengxue asked timidly, "Mr. Qin, won't he go back to Jiulongfeng?"

Yu Hanyan hummed: "Does he dare to go!"

instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but because Yu Hanyan's expression was too fing at this moment, Mu Chengxue could only nod blankly and dared not ask more questions.

After a long silence, Qin Yan sighed and threw the reins in his hand: "I will send you into the mountain and leave in the evening..."

The rumble of wheels sounded again, and the strong demon horse stepped on its four hoofs and dragged the carriage to gallop.

The wild mountains are gradually approaching ahead, and the two sides of the road are no longer immutable fields, and jungle streams appear one after another. The road has changed from wide to narrow, becoming more and more bumpy.

I don't know how far it has gone. The demon horse suddenly hiss and suddenly stood up. After swinging a few times in mid-air, it fell back to the ground, and the rumbling wheels stopped abruptly.

Qin Yan woke up from his distraction and looked up with some sensitivity. He saw a monk in a big red robe standing on the boulder beside the road and looking at himself with a smile.

'Why is it him!' Qin Yan was shocked and unconsciously clenched his fist.

The monk's skin is dark, his ears and his nose are high, and he is not like the face of the Central Plains, but his face is shining, faintly like a flowing treasure light, and he has a solemn state of treasure, which makes people admire.

He is none other than that, but the Western Monk of the Western Regions who broke into Qingweiju and made a scene at the old birthday banquet in the forest pavilion, Yamole!

Under the gaze of Qin Yan, Yemole took off the bamboo hat above his head, turned the Buddha beads, and shouted in a loud voice: "Nan Wushan Silent Moon Sound King Buddha! The poor monk has been waiting here for a long time. Miss Lin, please borrow a book!"