"Okay, okay, Lao He, it's not early, there is still some distance from Shushan, let's hurry up and get on the road. Leng Baihu lifted the sedan curtain, and smiled at Xiao Chen: "Brother Wuchen, come, get in the car, let's go." ”

Lao He frowned and said, "It's getting late today, otherwise...... Let's find an inn first, rest for the night, and leave tomorrow morning......, shall we?"

"Hey, what are you afraid of?"

Leng Baihu smiled, and pointed to his chest with a thumbs up: "My Leng Baihu's martial arts, no one in Xishu knows, even if you borrow their courage, you don't dare to stop my Leng Baihu's car, hehe......" After that, he smiled at Xiao Chen again: "Brother Wuchen, let's go!"

Xiao Chen didn't say much, so he got into the carriage, which was very spacious, and even equipped with tea stoves, bedding and other things, which was considered thoughtful.

"Drive!"

A sound of driving a horse sounded, Lao He drove in front, Leng Baihu and Xiao Chen sat in the car, and the carriage quickly drove in the direction of the outside of the city, and gradually disappeared under the vast twilight.

Outside the post house, the owner of the post house looked at the direction where the carriage disappeared, shook his head constantly, and said with regret on his face: "A young man is a young man, I don't know the dangerous road ahead!"

This night the stars are brilliant, the bright moon is like a hook, and the night of Xishu, even on the occasion of Mengxia, also makes people feel a little chilly.

The carriage galloped all the way, and the three horses galloped very fast, and the sonorous sound of horses' hooves and the continuous sound of the wheels broke the silence of the night, startling the birds and beasts on the side of the road, and also hurriedly fled into the distance.

"That, Brother Wuchen, do you really not know martial arts?"

The cold white fox looked at Xiao Chen's snow-white hair, he was very curious, he looked so young, but he had snow-white hair, isn't this a master among the masters?

"I don't know martial arts. Xiao Chen said lightly while drinking tea.

"That's ......" Leng Baihu touched his chin and thought about it, and then asked, "Brother Wuchen, who are you?"

"Shuzhong to the east. ”

"Brother Wuchen is from Shu......" Leng Baihu thought about it, but listening to his accent, it didn't look like he was from Shu......

"Drive, drive!" Outside, Lao He still kept driving the horse, the night was getting deeper, the sky was bent and the moon hung obliquely, like ice and frost, and the three horses pulled the carriage and drove away.

......

The carriage drove for two days, and finally came to the boundary of Shu Mountain, but saw the strange peaks towering, the clouds and mist were deep, and the birds in the valley were closed, peerless and dusty, like a fairyland in the clouds.

The Shu Mountains are endless, if you are a cultivator, you can go up with a sword, and the general martial arts practitioners, unless the martial arts have been perfected, and the light skills are absolutely beautiful, so you can climb such dangerous peaks.

And if it is an ordinary person, passing under Shu Mountain, you can also feel the majesty of Shu Mountain, and the aura of heaven and earth gathers here, which is refreshing and pleasant.

The more you go to Shu Mountain, the more steep the mountain road is, no wonder there is a saying that "Shu Road is difficult, it is difficult to go to the blue sky". The speed of the carriage gradually slowed down, and there were cliffs all around, and if you were not careful, you would fall into the thousand-foot cliff, and no matter how high your martial arts were, you would have to be crushed.

By noon, the carriage had traveled no further, and it would probably be at night before it could pass through this vast and endless Shu Mountain.

"But seeing the ancient tree of the Sad Bird, the male and female fly around the forest, and hear the night moon crying in Zigui, the empty mountain, the difficulty of the Shu Road, it is difficult to go to the blue sky, so that people listen to this withered face......"

Along the way, the cold white fox seemed to be unable to stop, or chanting poems, or singing lyrics, in short, he couldn't be idle for a moment.

Lao He, who was driving the car in front, looked much more stable, no matter whether there were bandits rampant under this Shu Mountain, after all, it was not advisable to stay for a long time, and he had to pass as soon as possible.

About a stick of incense time, came to an empty valley, only to see the birds across the cliff, the sound of the eagle's whistle, in the valley melodious sound, and then look at the strange peaks and mountains towering, immediately make people feel heroic.

"Phew—"

Suddenly, the carriage came to a halt, and the three horses were frightened, and their front feet were facing the sky, and their huge bodies were almost thrown sideways.

"Lao He, what's wrong?"

Inside the carriage, the cold white fox was singing, and when he was stopped, he almost fell off the soft collapse, and Xiao Chen was sitting by the window, holding a hot tea cup in his hand, but not a drop was spilled.

"Leng White Fox!

A rough voice sounded outside, and at the same time, there was a metal collision sound of "jingle bell, jingle bell", and I saw seven or eight people suddenly flying down from the cliffs on both sides.

And the first one, but look at the man with a bearded face, dressed in iron armor, nine feet tall, very strong, people just look at it, and they are afraid.

What's even more remarkable is the nine-ring lion-headed treasure knife in his hand, the blade is sharp, and the back of the knife is inlaid with nine gold rings.

"Little boy beware...... It's the people of Lion Castle!"

Lao He immediately gathered his internal strength, became cautiously guarded, and said to the eight people who were blocking the road in front of him: "Friends of the Crazy Lion Castle, I don't know why today, you want to stop me and my son from going here?"

"Entrusted by others, take the life of the cold white fox, the cold white fox, you can't get out of Shushan today, leave your life!"

The bearded man didn't make a detour, and bluntly said that he came to take the life of the person in the car, but at this moment, he saw a figure flickering, and a figure had come down from the car, but it was the cold white fox.

I saw him look at the eight strong men in front of him lightly, and said coldly: "Who am I, it turns out that the lord of the Wild Lion Castle has arrived, how much money they gave you, I will give you double the cold white fox, go and bring me the head of the person who wants to kill me!"

"Fart!"

The strong man shouted, it turned out that he was no one else, but he was the Xishu area, the famous mad lion castle lord, known as the "Golden Lion Crazy Knife", the nine-ring lion head treasure knife in his hand alone, it weighed one hundred and thirty-two pounds, this knife cut down, immediately cut the person in half.

"Little boy, you go to the car, the old man comes to deal with this person. ”

Lao He's palm was secretly accumulating, and the internal force in his body flowed as he wished, and the cold white fox snorted coldly: "I heard that the Golden Lion Sword Technique of the Lord of the Crazy Lion Castle is unique in the world, and my White Fox Sword has long wanted to understand it!"

"Zheng!"

When the words fell, I saw the long sword out of the sheath, and a white light flashed, the sword body was as white as snow, not stained with a trace of dust, and around the sword body, there was a layer of flawless sword qi.

"Huh?"

Even Xiao Chen, who was sitting in the car drinking tea, noticed that the sword was extraordinary at this moment, and there was a hidden aura in the sword, which was absolutely a sword forged by people in the world.

"Then let's die together!"

The golden lion knife shouted, a wave of internal force surged, flying sand and stones, the wind lifted the curtain of the car, and saw that there was a white-haired young man in the car, who was leisurely drinking tea, and the golden lion knife immediately shouted: "Who are you!"

Xiao Chen was still indifferent while sipping tea, and said lightly: "I don't know martial arts, and I am not a person in your rivers and lakes. ”