The Second Immortal Road

　　 A horse thief is holding a torch in one hand and holding the rein in the other. He gallops fast in the night. He seems to think that the horse under his hips is not fast enough, and the sound of "driving, driving, driving" is constantly being made in his mouth.

　　 When the horse thief passed a bush, a silver hook flew out of the bush, flashed past the horse thief, and finally inserted it into a thick tree not far away.

　　 The horse thief was taken aback by the silver light, and subconsciously wanted to pull out his saber, but he felt something was wrong. He looked down and found that there was a translucent blood hole in his heart.

　　 "Uh." The horse thief planted immediately, his eyes were still wide open before he died, with an expression of nonsense.

　　 "How about you, Brother Ming, my throwing knife method is not bad, but once a shot is taken, there is no possibility of losing it." After the horse thief fell to the ground, two dirty teenagers walked out of the bushes.

"It's a coincidence. The blind cat ran into a dead mouse. If it weren't for the hook to cut the iron like mud, you might not even scratch his clothes." The younger boy snorted and looked away, unwilling. Look at the **** scene.

"Well, you take the torch to the front and wait for me. I'll go there." Han Ming stuffed the torch into Anan's hand, and then pushed him forward to prevent him from seeing the dead horse thief. .

Han Ming divinely searched the horse thief's body, but found nothing useful. He immediately threw the horse thief's body into the bushes, and then with a light stroke with his hand, the silver hook inserted into the tree flew back. .

　　 Han Ming jumped over to the horse, and then drove the horse towards Anan's side.

　　 "Will you get on the horse?" Han Ming bent down and asked with a smile.

　　 "Huh, why wouldn't it." Anan grabbed Han Ming's stretched hand, and then took advantage of the force, the whole person jumped up, and then lightly rode on the horse.

　　 "I didn't see it, the small body is quite flexible!" A hint of surprise flashed in Han Ming's eyes. He didn't expect Anan's skills to be quite flexible.

　　 "Humph." Anan snorted dissatisfiedly, and then said, "I can ride a horse at the age of seven!"

　　 "Awesome, grasp it well, we are leaving." Han Ming flicked the rein, and the horse ran forward.

　　 At this time, Anan turned his head and looked at the brightly lit Qingfeng Village behind him. There was a trace of sadness in his expression, and tears could not help dripping down. "Master, Qiao'er, I promised you to live well. Now that I have escaped, I must have my father write a letter to quell the horse thief and avenge you."

Although Anan's whispered voice was small, Han Ming listened carefully, and heard the sad feeling in his tone. Han Ming looked back at Qingfeng Village, his eyes flashed coldly, but then he sighed faintly in his heart. Screamed.

　　 Han Ming jerked the whip in his hand, and the horse rushed towards the front in shock, and soon after leaving Qingfeng Village behind.

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There is a small town more than two hundred miles away from Qingfeng Village. Although the town is very close to Qingfeng Village, the horse thieves of Qingfeng Village have never plundered this town. It is not that Qingfeng Village does not like this small town. The town, but dozens of miles east of the town is the tens of thousands of garrisons of the court, and the horse thieves in Qingfengzhai did not dare to be too presumptuous here.

　　 On this day, two dirty teenagers came to the town. The older one was leading the horse, while the younger one was holding a foot-long little tiger in his arms.

　　Han Ming led the horse and walked straight towards the center of the town. After searching for a while, he stopped in front of a somewhat magnificent restaurant.

　　 "I'm so hungry, go ahead and eat something!" Han Ming stretched out his hand to help Anan down, and after tying the horse aside, he took Anan's hand and walked towards the restaurant's gate.

　　 The shop Xiaoer in front of the restaurant saw the tattered clothes on Han Ming and Anan, and couldn't help directly reaching out to stop them, but after seeing Anan holding a little tiger in his arms, he immediately greeted Han Ming and Anan with a smile.

　　 Han Ming dragged Anan towards the second floor without thinking about it, then picked a table by the window and sat down.

　　 "What do you want to order?" The second nodded and said with a bow.

　　 "I will serve the best one, eat and watch first." Han Ming said casually, but then after looking at his dirty hands, he added: "First fetch some water, we need to wash our hands."

　　 "Add another catty of raw meat, chop it up, and the little bug is also hungry." Anan raised his head and said, then he continued to lower his head to tease the little tiger in his arms.

"The two little masters wait a moment, the good food will come right away." The little Er from the shop ran downstairs smoothly, and then shouted to the back kitchen: "Cai's eighteen dishes are a table. Plus a catty of raw meat and water. Two pots."

　　 The little second of the shop is so loud, not to mention Han Ming, who has amazing hearing. Even Anan who bowed his head and teased the little tiger could hear it clearly, but he didn't care, just still teasing the half-dead little tiger.

　　 looked at Anan who was just teasing the little tiger and ignored others. Han Ming looked at the little tiger and couldn't help being a bit vicious. Ever since he took the little tiger out of a tiger's nest, Anan hasn't let go.

　　 "Master, your raw meat and water." The shopkeeper brought a large plate, and then set the plate beside the table.

　　 "Little bug, the meat is here, eat it quickly." Anan put the little tiger on the table, and then handed the minced meat to the little tiger.

　　 The little tiger immediately buried his head and ate, apparently already starved.

　　 After digging for a long time, it took a lot of trouble to wash their hands. When Han Ming and Anan washed their hands thoroughly, the two had already filled the table with vegetables.

It's been a long time since Han Ming and Anan had a decent meal, especially Anan. He spent more than a year in the dark mine tunnel. He couldn't fill his stomach for a long time, so he had to save a few times to eat a steamed bun. In front of this table of food, he has almost no resistance.

A gust of wind swept the clouds, and the food on the table was eaten by the two of them. Han Ming was supported so much that he could only lean on a chair. Anan could only look at the roof with a pair of big eyes, and the little tiger seemed to be supported too. Now, lying on the table motionless, if it weren't for panting, it was almost dead.

　　 It took a full half an hour before the two being supported and the beast slowed down a bit and were able to move normally.

　　 At this time, Anan's big eyes no longer stared at the roof, but began to stare at Han Ming.

　　 "What's the matter, why keep staring at me! Fiddle with your bugs." Han Ming shifted his body, turned his head, and at the same time, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　 "We have no money, what can we do!" Anan pouted, looking very cute.

　　 "Don't worry, it's a big deal to eat the King's meal, and run away after eating." Han Ming turned his head and grinned, but he patted his swollen belly, and gave a wry smile: "But now I am afraid that the one who is being supported may not run fast!"

Anan pouted and hummed, "It's okay to eat the King’s meal and run away. If we are caught, it would be strange if we don’t limp our legs. Let’s sell this horse. I see our horse. It's very strong, maybe it can sell for a good price."

"No, how can we get on the road after the horses are sold! I see, this little tiger cub is very valuable. We will bring it to the restaurant. Maybe we can get some entanglement for future travel expenses." Han Ming glanced at lying down. The little tiger on the table said with a smile.

Anan heard that Han Ming was about to take the little tiger cub to pay the bill, and suddenly became unhappy. He immediately hugged the tiger cub in his arms, and then stared at Han Ming viciously and said, "No, you can’t sell the little insects. If the little insects are sold. It’s going to be eaten. We sell horses, and we’ll walk on our legs in the future."

　　 Han Ming waved, and then shouted: "Little Er checkout." At the same time, a pair of eyes stared at the little tiger cub in Anan's arms maliciously.

　　 "Don't sell bugs." Anan backed away with the little tiger in his arms. The eyes that looked at Han Ming were all begging~www.wuxiaspot.com~Little brother, calculate the amount of money for the food. "Han Ming asked with a smile, and at the same time glanced at the little tiger, scared Anan back again.

"The restaurant’s signature dish, Cai’s 18 dishes, a total of ten taels." The little second of the restaurant also glanced at the little tiger. The tiger came to pay the bill, a little tiger alive and more than ten taels of silver.

Han Ming threw a silver coin into the little second’s arms, and said calmly, “Fifty taels, the rest will be prepared for two rooms. We will come back to live in the evening, and we will prepare some hot water. Take a shower." Han Ming took Anan and walked outside when he finished speaking.

　　 Anan was immediately overjoyed when he saw Han Ming took out a large ingot from his waist, but when he reacted, he kicked Han Ming's calf vigorously, and said angrily: "Hey, obviously rich! Let you scare me."

　　 "Let’s go, find two sets of clean clothes first. Now we look like two little beggars, which is really awkward." Han Ming smiled slightly and led Anan downstairs.

　　 In a short while, Han Ming and Anan arrived at a silk and satin shop. Anan seemed to have thought of something. After grabbing some silver from Han Ming's waist, he threw Han Ming aside, blushing and went into the silk shop.

　　 Han Ming stood there for a while, and didn't think of any reason. He subconsciously scattered the divine consciousness, covering the small half of the silk and satin village, and a small half of the divine consciousness was always surrounding Anan.

　　 "Ah, that's how it is." After Han Ming saw Anan's direction, his face suddenly showed a stunned look, and then he took his divine consciousness back.

　　 "Chun'er, go and protect Anan's safety." Han Ming retracted his consciousness, but sent the ghost pet Chun'er to protect Anan.