Fantasy: Starting From Being In A Desperate Situation And Running Around As Escorts

Zhu Minghe's face was pale, and his breathing from the tip of his nose was very weak.

In the desert, they found water.

However, the ghoul has left poison on his body.

He doesn't have Li Changshou's miraculous ability to automatically detoxify.

The same thing happened to him as Diao Xing Wu Ma.

A man and a horse lay weakly on the reeds.

The wound was already pus-filled and rotten, and there was a faint smell.

For a moment it felt like falling into an ice cave, and for a moment it seemed like being thrown into a furnace.

It's like being wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket soaked in water. It feels uncomfortable no matter what.

Li Changshou made a cross on his wound, drained out the poisonous blood, and then washed it with clean water.

As for whether he can survive, he can only rely on himself.

Uma lowered his head, eyes half-closed.

Looking at Li Changshou, it had tears in its eyes.

Li Changshou stroked its hair over and over again, as if conveying strength to it.

Zhu Minghe smiled bitterly and said, "I asked you to pay more attention to me."

"It has known me for ten years." Li Changshou said calmly.

"What a loving and righteous person, who has such deep affection for horses." Zhu Minghe said weakly, "Just like your General Yue!"

"Don't keep mentioning him to me." Li Changshou said solemnly.

"Then I have to say something, I'm afraid... I'm afraid that I won't be able to wake up if I fall asleep.

You came to the land of the Xianbei people to escort, what kind of escort? Caravan? "

Li Changshou was silent again, looking at his own face reflected in the water.

"one person."

"Human? Xianbei people?"

"Ningguo people."

"You dare to walk from Datang to Ningguo. You are really not a fuel-efficient person. Who are you escorting?"

Li Changshou smiled lightly, showing his white teeth.

"Do you believe me when I say he is the pope of the Haotian Sect?"

"Do not believe!"

Zhu Minghe laughed.

Li Changshou also had a smile on his face, thinking of the woman named Yun Ran.

Zhu Minghe laughed for a while and suddenly said seriously.

“If this is true, you have to be careful.

The Haotian Religion will never allow anyone to know the Pope's dark history, and all traces of people or things encountered along the way will be erased. "

...........

"Let's start!!"

Li Liangping let go of his voice and shouted loudly.

The camel caravan of the merchant gang left the Xianbei tribe.

Everyone in the merchant gang had a smile on their face. This time they made a lot of money.

They seem to have been able to imagine the proud smiles on the faces of their wives, children, and parents after returning this time.

People who work in merchant gangs rarely engage in smoking, drinking, prostitution or gambling.

People who like this can't leave the Shang Gang, it's too hard.

Most of them are men with families to support, who put their heads in their belts and embark on an unknown journey.

The camel bells lingered over the grassland for a long time.

Wang Youshun held a dry cigarette in his mouth and sang loudly in front of him with his hands behind his back.

"The mountains are high, the road is far away, and the peaks turn thousands of times, and the streams and rivers flow in the valleys. It's not a big road, and it's like a caravan's road..."

A figure appeared in front.

The figure sat on a tree stump, holding a handful of large and expensive chestnuts in his hand.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and watched the caravan approaching in the distance.

As a follower of the Haotian Sect lurking among the Xianbei people, he has not received orders from his superiors for more than a year.

This time, he was asked to intercept and kill a caravan from the Tang Dynasty.

Although he doesn't know the reason, for him, the church's orders are everything.

He muttered some words similar to those used in sacrificial rituals, praying to God Haotian to bless the dead souls of this caravan.

When the caravan approached, he had eaten all the chestnuts.

He stood up and clapped his hands.

In the distance, a white light flashed across the horizon.

He frowned slightly, and there was a new order from above.

Flying Sword message.

The camel's bell kept ringing, and Wang Youshun's deep eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

He clearly saw a figure here just now, but how come he suddenly disappeared when he came closer.

"What happened?" Li Liangping asked.

Wang Youshun blew out a puff of smoke and said, "It's okay..."

............

Morning light breaks.

Zhu Minghe opened his eyes, he was not dead.

He survived the most difficult night.

My body no longer felt so uncomfortable, but I was sweating all over.

But the wounds on his body still hurt with his movements.

The snorting of horses could be heard beside me.

One person and one horse all passed through the gate of hell.

Zhu Minghe suddenly burst out laughing, because his movements were so large that the wound was involved.

Zhu Minghe covered his abdomen, feeling pain and happiness.

"I'm still alive! I'm still alive..."

The aroma of meat drifts along the wind.

Li Changshou was roasting a rabbit, and the horse came over and licked him with his tongue.

The water bladder was refilled with clean water, and you could hear the sound of running water as soon as you walked away, which was very reassuring.

Desert vast sea.

Zhu Minghe lay on Li Changshou's back, although he survived the most difficult night.

But the toxins in his body were still there, and he should have been riding on a horse.

But the horse was also injured and poisoned.

Li Changshou felt sorry for Wu Ma, so he carried Zhu Minghe on his back.

"You're so kind to your horse."

Zhu Minghe regained his energy and talked more.

"I have traveled thousands of miles away from the fortress, and I am looking at the lonely grave with the weeds on my hands."

He muttered sour poems.

Li Changshou's footsteps staggered in the sand. As he hurried on, he did not forget to walk the pile and use it in conjunction with the breathing method.

Zhu Minghe discovered that Li Changshou's speed was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The faster he walks, the more proficient he is at walking the pile.

When polishing Martial Dao, the foundation is particularly important.

The horse stepping technique taught to him by Yun Ran is divided into seven steps.

When he first started practicing, Li Changshou could walk five steps in a row.

According to Yun Ran, these seven steps are the hurdles that some people cannot overcome in their lifetime.

It is not easy for him to take five steps in a row as soon as he touches it.

The Gobi is endless and the scorching sun hangs in the sky.

The yellow sand shines as brightly as gold, and there is only the sound of the wind blowing on the sand dunes.

It's as if the whole world has fallen into nothingness, but loneliness is full of power.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Li Changshou's forehead as he took five steps, five steps in succession.

From one to five, take five steps and start all over again.

There is no deliberate pursuit of breakthroughs.

Just a certain moment...

"Boom——!!"

When we reach the fifth step, we have not returned to the first step.

Instead, he took the sixth step, leaving a deep footprint in the sand.

The sixth step of Horse Stepping Zhuang Kung Fu is completed!

Li Changshou blew out a breath from the tip of his nose, and a faint look of joy appeared on his face.

However, this joy did not last long and turned into dullness.

The steps under my feet changed from one to five, to one to six.

So there was a situation in the desert. A young man was walking quickly in the desert carrying a person on his back.

Behind him, a black horse followed slowly.