The land boundary of the grassland royal court is 120 miles away from the Yinghuo tribe.

Chu Kuo found a cart from somewhere, but because he had no horses, he could only find two belts to tie them on the cart, and then put them on his shoulders to act as laborers.

There was a set of quilt on the cart. The one lying in the quilt was the female friend who was still in a coma, and she was also the dead soldier sent by Shangguan Xuyao, the King of Dingxi.

Beside her were a few jars of wine of different sizes, a bag of steamed buns, and Chu Kuo's sword.

He was pulling a cart like a horse and a cow, and he couldn't free his hand to hold the sword, and he never liked to draw the sword and hang it around his waist.

When Chu Kuo knocked the female friend out of pancakes and slashed the door of the steel-casting winery with another sword, Jing Yao kept watching him silently preparing to stop all of this.

However, Jingyao really didn't expect that Chu Kuo was still a very meticulous person because he put a bag of steamed buns on the cart.

Chu Kuo knew that Jingyao was very strange to look at the bag of steamed buns, but he felt that nothing was wrong. Instead, he told Jingyao that no matter where he went or what he did, he needed to fill his stomach first. If he didn't eat enough, he didn't even have the strength to pull out his own sword.

Steamed buns are not something that people in the grassland royal court are used to. People here prefer to eat a baked pancake. When they are first released, they are fresh and hot, crispy and soft, and very delicious. Once cooled, they will be as hard as iron plates... But people who are rushing to the road have such good luck? They happen to be able to buy fresh pancakes when they are hungry. They often buy a lot of them, put them in a cloth pocket and use them as dry food for the road.

Chu Kuo likes to eat the freshly baked pancakes, and does not like to eat them cold. This is not because he has bad teeth, but because he thinks that swallowing the dry and hard pancakes will cut his throat.

If his throat breaks, he will not be able to speak, or the voice becomes very unpleasant... This is something that Chu Kuo cannot accept.

If he wants to become famous all over the world and be a world-renowned figure, then there must be no big flaws. A dwarf, a disabled or mute or deaf person, may be secretly ridiculed by others even if he becomes a big figure.

In addition to being very satisfied with his swordsmanship, Chu Kuo was also very satisfied with his figure and appearance. Although he was not handsome, he was at least very elegant. In addition, he had a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, which made him look more energetic.

In fact, for a man, appearance is second. Whether his nose bridge is high or not, whether his skin is dark or fair is not that important. The only thing that matters is his size.

If you are a short man, even if you have beautiful eyebrows and elegant eyes, it is useless. After all, the word "small and delicate" has not been used to describe men since its birth. As long as you are tall enough and have a solid body, you don't have a bulging belly in front and a big butt in the back.

Chu Kuo's size is not short in the five kingdoms, and even walking in the territory of the grassland royal court, he can sit on the same level as everyone else. When Jingyao stood beside him, he also secretly compared it, thinking that Chu Kuo seemed to be more than half an inch taller than him. But when he lowered his head, he saw Chu Kuo wearing a pair of thick-soled boots, and he was relieved.

Others don’t know about such a small thought, and if they say it out, they will definitely make a laugh.

One of these two people is the tribe of the Yinghuo tribe of the Grassland King Ting, and the other is the top swordsman who is not too much with Dingxi King Huo Wang. And they are actually comparing each other because of their height. What's the best joke?

However, the ridiculous things in the eyes of others are based on their own cognition. If these others really reach the point of Jingyao and Chu Kuo, they might do many things that are idiotic than these two people.

The height is so cold... The closer you get to the peak, the more you feel that the world is boring, the more you have no meaning, goal, and fun in life. Things that you were very interested in before suddenly become nothing like a dream. But new things are not known where to look for. But if someone still squats in the gully and develops this state of mind, it is the real uncrowned king.

Others can only gain feelings and moods by relying on their own courage to fight hard for most of their lives. Some people sit there and can see through it without moving. This is the true freedom and freedom, which is much more enjoyable than other big people in their lifetime!

But rather than being naive and idiotic, they have begun to have the signs of returning to the simplest way.

Young boys always compare and compare. In order to be taller than others, they even stand on a chair or climb a big tree. Of course Chu Kuo would not stand on a chair, and Jing Yao would not climb a tree. But the essence of everything has not changed. After a long round, they returned to their original place.

Fortunately, these two people have not yet reached the peak and still have a little human touch. Chu Kuo and Jingyao still love to drink, which is the best proof. When they are reluctant to drink alcohol, it is really a big deal.

Chu Kuo had a requirement for himself, that is, no matter what the situation, he could not give up his enthusiasm for drinking. Although Jingyao did not have such a strange idea, his behavior was roughly the same.

A jar of wine needs to be fermented and precipitated over the years. A person also needs to eat and grow up and mature. The more wine brewed, the more fragrant the tea brewed, the more light the tea brewed. The most similar thing in this person's life is this wine. Although Chu Kuo and Jingyao often drink wine, this wine is no longer wine in their eyes. Whether they are drunk or not, what they eat is a cup of concentrated years.

As for tea, they always feel that they are seeking fame. What is dull and use tea to nourish their hearts is said by those nerds who only know how to study hard, not the size of the world, and how many of them eat and starve to death. A cup of tea will lose its color and taste after brewing three times. Doesn’t it mean that the tea is gone and people should die? What should we explain the remaining dregs?

This is something that Chu Kuo was bored recently and thought about in his mind. He wanted to find a scholar to debate, but he was afraid that he would meet a scholar.

Although he was literate, he had not spent any books. Others wrote his own names the most, but since he picked up the sword, he never mentioned his pen again. So he was worried that the truth he had figured out was that he could not argue with the scholar's Zi said, "Will you make a fuss about it?" Then, wouldn't you be bored? And his temper is not good... There is a common problem for martial artists, that is, they can draw a sword to solve it, and they rarely have to work hard to have a verbal dispute.

Chu Kuo's sword is used to kill big men and become famous all over the world. If he kills a weak scholar, not only will it be bad to spread, but he will also feel uncomfortable...

After packing up the cart, Chu Kuo looked at Jingyao calmly, waiting for him to show his way.

Jingyao did not speak, but took a jar of the smallest wine from the pull-up truck, uncovered the mud and drank it. When he walked out a few far away, Chu Kuo pulled the pull-up truck and followed it from behind.

It was not that he was worried about Jingyao, but that when Jingyao opened the penis and drank, Chu Kuo didn't know whether Jingyao walked to point out the direction or just wanted to wander around in the spot for a while.

Compared to killing people, getting lost makes Chu Kuo even more uncomfortable and scared.

When killing someone, the sword is in hand.

Whether it is killing or being killed, you will be prepared in your heart.

But if you don’t walk for a while, you will long for a good thing to happen in another village. But things went against your wishes, at least Chu Kuo did not have such good luck. If it wasn’t enough, he was a little different, that is, others would go around in circles. No matter whether the circle was big or small, they always walked around in place. But Chu Kuo was lost in a straight line. As long as the direction was correct, he could go on the move forward like a sword in his hand. This is also the reason why he was finally able to walk to that restaurant. Otherwise, if he kept going around in circles, he might have starved to death and died of thirst in the uninhabited area of ​​the grassland royal court.

"You brought so much wine, but there was no drop of water."

After drinking a small jar of wine in his hand, Jingyao threw the jar casually and said.

"Why do you need water if you have wine?"

Chu Kuo asked in confusion.

"We still have a long way to go, but the more we drink, the more we become, the more thirsty we become."

Jingyao said.

"If you are thirsty, then drink it again."

Chu Kuo said disapprovingly.

"If you drink too much, you will get drunk!"

Jingyao said.

He rarely said anything along the way, and even if he spoke, he would only say a few words. First, he was in a bad mood. If anyone lost the battle and lost his sword, he would probably have been like this. Second, he felt that Chu Kuo was very strange... not only strange, but also dangerous.

Dangerous people are not necessarily weird, but weird people are usually more dangerous. Some people are like the frozen lake in winter, with a thick layer of ice on it, so that people cannot see the surging hidden beneath it. However, when this surging breaks through the ice, even if you feel the danger, it is too late...

Chu Kuo is not such a person.

On the contrary, his every move is unusual.

Not to mention that he killed eleven people the first time without any response, it was a ridiculous thing to treat himself as a cow and horse, putting a leather bag on it to pull the cart... Let's look at the things on the cart: steamed buns, wine, swords, and a woman lying in the bed. This doesn't seem like something a normal person can do, but Chu Kuo did it, and he is a normal person. If a normal person does something abnormal, then there is only one word to describe, which is weird.

"When you are drunk, you won't feel thirsty..."

Chu Kuo said disdainfully, and turned his head to the side.

"When you don't feel thirsty, it means you are already drunk. The drunk person can't even pull the cart!"

Jingyao said.

As the two were talking, Chu Kuo felt a sound coming from the cart behind him, as if the female friend had woken up.

"Didn't you say that you are very cautious in your actions, you can definitely guarantee that she won't wake up even if she is right?"

Jingyao asked, pointing to the slightly squirming bedding on the cart.

Chu Kuo felt guilty, but couldn't say a word, so he still pulled the cart forward.

The noise on the cart was getting louder and louder, and Chu Kuo didn't care. But Jingyao saw that he was much more careful when pulling the cart than before.

At the beginning, he walked forward bravely regardless of the road conditions or whether there were any troughs or stones. I don’t know where the spirit came from, as if he had endless strength. But now, Chu Kuo listened carefully to the road, fearing that the wheels of the cart would be hindered.

Suddenly, Jingyao flashed to the side.

Suddenly, he was far away from Chu Kuo and the cart behind him.

Chu Kuo noticed Jing Yao's strangeness, and before he could ask, he felt that his neck was very cold.

The female friend woke up completely, holding Jingyao's sword in her hand, pressing her against his neck.

"You're awake?"

Chu Kuo asked.

But the steps under the feet are constantly stopping.

Of course the female friend would not answer, but the force in her hand hit a three-pointer again, and a trace was pressed on Jingyao's neck.

"There are steamed buns in the cloth pocket beside you, and there is wine next to the cloth pocket. If you are hungry, eat and drink, and the road is not short."

Chu Kuo said.

“Where is this going?”

The female friend was silent for about a cup of tea and finally asked.

Her voice was hoarse, and I don’t know why. Chu Kuo turned around and glanced slightly, and found that her originally beautiful eyes had lost their original luster. It was like a pile of dusty beads, and he could only look forward to blooming again next time he was wiped.

"I don't know either."

Chu Kuo wanted to shake his head and say this sentence, but the female friend's sword was too heavy and too tight on his neck! Finally, this shaking of her head turned into a nod...

"Don't lie to me! Do you really think I won't kill you?"

The female friend snapped.

"I really think so!"

Chu Kuo said.

The female friend has never seen such an uninteresting person... or the threatening words she had before, Chu Kuo would answer this way.

However, Chu Kuo not only said this, but also thought so in his heart. This is not because King Huo Wang of Dingxi had explained to him, so that if they met Chu Kuo, they not only should not make things difficult, but also had to help him. It is mainly because he could not feel any murderous intention from the sword of this female friend.

When people walk, they will also step on many small insects to death, but at this time, their unintentional actions are the same as the sword in the female friend's hand that is forcefully pressing, but they still have no determination. There is no difference between killing someone and deciding to step on an ant to death. You must think about it first before you can do it. If your head is empty and just step on it like this, sometimes not only will it not kill the ant, but it will also make your feet feel uncomfortable.

Shortly after Chu Kuo finished speaking, he felt the coldness on his neck disappear instantly.

He was still looking down at the road, but a pair of women's feet appeared in front of him.

"You kill me."

However, the female friend turned over from the cart and stood in front of her and said, holding the sword in both hands, turning the hilt towards Chu Kuo.
To be continued...