Huh ~

The hot wind blew, and the autumn wind was flying among the horses.

"No rooster crowing for a hundred miles, no one is there..."

On the horse's back, Yang Yu looked around the field with a sad expression.

The desolation and destruction that he could see was empty in his heart by the subtle joy of breaking through the four levels.

With the achievement of his mind and eyes, he is like an extra eyebrow, which can look around his eyes, and his five senses have improved to varying degrees.

But even so, he urged the horse to walk for a day and two nights, but he never saw a person or even a living creature. All he saw was desolation, death and silence, and the burly bones.

The terrible disaster is that there are countless related poems and records passed down in both past and present life. However, no matter how bloody the chapters are, they cannot be written in person, in case of sadness.

"Um?"

Suddenly, his eyes moved and he saw a pile of irregular visits among the weeds:

"The mark of the Jinyiwei?"

He almost didn't recognize it.

It’s not that he is not familiar with the seal of the Jinyiwei, but that in most cases, the seal is not needed at all, and it only has a guiding role in such a deserted place with a hundred miles of uninhabited land.

"It seems that there has been some time. Which one left this mark? Lao Cao or Qi Tou?"

Thinking in his heart flashed, Yang Yu did not delay, and the desolation he saw along the way made him feel depressed, and he was eager to find someone to ask about the situation clearly.

"drive!"

After seeing the mark, Yang Yu was not stingy with horsepower. After feeding the dragon horse a few pills, he urged the horse to rush. After leaving, another day and night passed.

Longma, who was running for three or four thousand and didn't feel tired, was almost exhausted and paralyzed, and only then did Yang Yu see the marks and guidance along the way.

On the shady side, leaning against the valley, it seemed like a temporary camp.

It just seems to be abandoned?

"who?!"

As Yang Yu urged his horse to come, a loud shout came from the temporary camp that seemed to have been abandoned, and then someone flashed out of the cave.

Seeing Yang Yu, the man was stunned and shouted:

"Who is coming?!"

"Qingzhou Jinyiwei, hundreds of households Yang Zhuo!"

As soon as Yang Yu raised his hand, the Jinyiwei token treasured in the mustard seed space was thrown away.

"Yang Zhuo?"

The Jinyiwei was stunned. After taking the waist card and checking it carefully, he bowed:

"Little Banner Official, Li Mingdang, I have met Yang Baihu!"

Retrieve the sign, Yang Yu asked:

"Why are you the only one here? Where are the others? Where are Cao Baihu, Lin Baihu, and Qi Tou at this time?"

"Cao Baihu?"

Li Ming's face was slightly dark and immediately replied:

"All hundreds of households went to the wasteland to search for refugees. Lord Lin went to search for the traces of Cao Baihu, but he had not returned for more than ten days. Not long ago, there seemed to be traces of Cao Baihu, Qi Tou took a few thousand households and asked us to disperse..."

"However, there are really a lot of things in the camp, and there are other brothers who have not returned. Lin Qianhu ordered me to guard the supplies here. By the way, I will wait for the brothers to hand over the tasks and receive supplies..."

He spoke very quickly and spoke in detail. In his mouth, Yang Yu had a rough understanding of the movements of the Jinyiwei over the past few months.

Next, he asked this person some questions. After understanding, he asked Qi Gang and others where they were going, and then raised his hand to say goodbye and prepare to chase him.

"etc!"

At this time, Li Ming seemed to remember something and called Yang Yu:

"Yang Baihu, it seems that there is your stuff in the camp..."

"My stuff?"

Yu Yang was stunned.

Li Mingdao had already returned to the cave. After a while, he walked up to him with a half-person-sized wooden box and bowed:

"I almost forgot. This wooden box was brought by Qi Tou. It is said that it was something the superior promised to you, and several eunuchs from the East Factory..."

"What promised to me..."

Yu Yang suddenly realized.

He solved the danger of Heishan City and handed over the Taoist fruit "Purple Gold Swallowing Evil Gourd" (fake). Wei He once said that he wanted to seek credit for him, and Yu Fengxian also said that he would ask for rewards for him.

It was almost two years in a flash. He only thought the court was stingy and unwilling to give it to him. In addition, he had already sent a fake Taoist fruit, so he gradually forgot it, but he didn't expect that he would only send it here at this time.

The wooden box opens.

Yang Yu's eyes lit up, not the one above that could be exchanged for a masterpiece of martial arts at the commander of the Jinyiwei, but the one below that silver shirt.

It looks like bloodshot, and the background is a monster that looks like a dragon's head, a fish's body, and a winged one.

This is a flying fish suit.

Under the flying fish suit, there is a long black knife with sheaths.

"Red flying fish suit, embroidered spring sword."

Looking at the knife and shirt in the wooden box, Li Mingdang's eyes were full of envy.

The flying fish suit has three colors, black like Qi Gang, with the lowest level, and the highest red one. The red flying fish suit is already treated at the thousand-household level.

Of course, Qi Gang's flying fish suit was given by the late emperor. He never left his body and did not wear too many of his clothes afterwards.

In other words, the young man in front of him who was less than the age of 1990 is already at the level of a thousand households.

Since the embroidered spring sword can be placed with the red flying fish suit, it is obvious that it will definitely not be the standard knife in his hand.

Maybe it is the ten-forged sword.

"Tsk!"

Yu Yang was very satisfied.

He has been jealous of the nine martial arts of the Jinyiwei Gate for a long time. He heard that these nine martial arts were selected by Zhang Yuanzhu four hundred years ago and improved by hundreds of years. It is almost the best martial arts in the world.

In addition, he likes this flying fish suit.

Nothing else, not only tough, but also beautiful!

Yes, pretty.

In this day, most people wear simple clothes, gray and white coats are the most, and clothes with different colors are just one word.

expensive!

Flying fish suits are naturally not just expensive. The exquisite materials are second, and the real value is not easy to lose.

Even warriors who practice horizontally will not be able to wear this dress.

However, wearing the flying fish suit, his identity could not be hidden, but for Yang Yu at this time, it naturally didn't matter.

Even if he went to Liusanmen to dot Mao in his flying fish suit, no one dared to say anything.

"call!"

Without avoiding outsiders, Yang Yu directly changed into this flying fish suit, embroidered spring sword on his waist, turned over a dragon horse, and followed by a long neighing, he left the stronghold.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! At the same time, he raised his hand and touched his eyebrows lightly. With the internal energy surging, he looked in the direction pointed by the Jinyiwei.

People have five senses, and their minds can be called the sixth sense.

Its function is naturally not only as simple as having one eye, but also having magical abilities.

This ability, combined with "Tongyou", has an unexpected effect.

Buzz!

As Yang Yu's thoughts moved, the scenes in front of him faded away and turned into endless, unrecognizable, indescribable, and indescribable entanglement of the energy.

"Qi Gang..."

He thought silently in his heart, and immediately found the energy he needed.

Wow!

It seemed that a tide was rising in front of him, and Yang Yu felt that his spirit had risen to an extremely high level. His empty mind seemed to be able to see a hundred miles away.

The combination of mind and eyes and Tongyou has miraculous effects, which he discovered through many attempts after the breakthrough.

Locking the soul for thousands of miles!

This is not a magical power, but the ability derived from the martial artist's real gang, melting furnace, and melting hundreds of meridians until the qi passes through the hundreds of orifices and opens the mystical orifices.

According to a ray of qi, you can sense a range of hundreds of miles.
To be continued...