At the Peach Blossom Ferry, the west wind is strong.

The peach blossoms have long fallen, leaving only a piece of dead tree.

A middle-aged man in the fallen tumbling stood in the wind and looked north, with deep hatred flashing in his eyes.

He is actually very young, but the wrinkles on his face and the vicissitudes of white hair on his temples make him look very desolate.

He will never forget that fifteen years ago was the happiest moment in his life and the most saddest moment in his life.

On the day of his wedding, his beloved was taken away.

"Li Qingshan!"

He couldn't help but utter the name in a low voice. The hatred made him tremble all over, and perhaps there was deep fear. This was not cowardice, that devil! Demon star! It can make any brave and fearless person in the world feel fear, and it can also stop the crying of ignorant children.

Thinking of this, he touched a broken bone in his arms. It was one of his ribs, now full of spells, rubbing his fingers on the bones. He clearly remembered the pattern of each rune on it, because he sacrificed seven ribs to refine it, and he could only use it once in the end.

This murderous bone is an untold secret in the clan. The refiner needs to cut open his flesh and flesh with his own hands, carve runes on the bones, and then keep them in the body for seven years. After being taken out from the body, it will take another seven years of sacrifice to be considered as refined.

Condensing a resentful aura in it, killing people invisibly, as long as you have one finger from afar, you can curse and kill the enemy. Even if the enemy has peerless martial arts, it is difficult to escape.

However, few people have refined this murderous bone. If it weren't for the deep hatred, who could have made up his mind to wait for fourteen years? And if you concentrate on practicing martial arts, you might be able to take revenge in ten years.

But his current opponent, that big devil, cannot be defeated by any martial arts. Only with this murderous bone can there be a glimmer of hope.

The delicate face appeared in my heart again, hatred overwhelmed the fear, and I silently said:

"It's been fifteen years, and it's been fifteen years. I, Wuhuan, will definitely repay this hatred for taking away my wife!"

"Hey. That one over there, are you going to leave?"

A boatman wearing a straw raincoat stood at the bow of the boat and shouted loudly at Wuhuan.

"Go, go!"

Wuhuan was startled. This roar contained innate true energy, as loud as thunder. The other party was actually a innate master. Could it be that he had met Feng Chen Yiren who had hidden in the world, suppressed all his hatred and fear, and stepped forward and bowed.

"It's innate?" The boatman touched his beard and looked up and down at Wuhuan.

"Um!"

“What are you going north to do?”

"How much does it cost to cross the river if you want to join the World Club?"

"Haha, come up, no money."

Wuhuan boarded the ferry and asked, "Brother, I am a member of the world's association?"

"That's more to say?"

The boatman proudly walked, with a pole on the river bank. The ferry flew towards the heart of the river. At this time, the autumn flood had just passed, and the river was turbulent. A bamboo pole fell into the river, and it was like a mainstay of the river, showing extraordinary martial arts.

"Brother, why do you become a boatman here?"

"Of course it's to make money to support the family."

"Make money to support the family?" Wuhuan felt incredible. How could a congenital master lack money?

"The prince told the leader that it is the most shameful thing to get without work. Don't think that you know some martial arts and think that it is amazing. You can support others. People in the world should come from the masses and use their martial arts to serve the people!"

A few cheers suddenly sounded in the cabin, worthy of being the World Association and the King of Heroes!

"Haha, everyone is polite. My father used to row a boat, but he rowed at most a dozen round trips a day. I just went there a hundred times, which can be considered a practice!"

Wuhuan lowered his eyes: "This devil can really win people's hearts. You stupid reckless man deserve to be driven to do this kind of lowly karma!"

The boatman looked at Wuhuan again: "Of course, if anyone who has any bad intentions wants to sneak into the northern border, he has to pass my level first! Look at your appearance, you are from the southern border. I heard that the reactionary forces there are particularly stubborn."

Wuhuan's heart skipped: "I am definitely not a reactionary force, but a hero who admires the prince, so I came to serve!"

"That's good, but even I'm not afraid. The prince said that all reactionaries are paper tigers. If they were not kind and did not want to kill others, they would have crushed all the bullshit sects!"

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Wuhuan nodded repeatedly, and as soon as he arrived on the other side, he jumped off the boat and hurried northward. He could no longer listen to the flattery of the villains on the boat towards the devil.

The boatman stood at the bow of the boat and looked coldly at his back.

A businessman whispered: "Boss Zhao, that guy is a little wrong! When we talk about the prince, he looks unnatural."

"It's probably a spy from the south. I've seen many such people. I'll report it later. Humph, let's see how big the waves he can make!"

Wuhuan walked quickly all the way, thinking that he was in the enemy's territory, he regretted his loss of composure just now. But he quickly calmed down and never thought of going back alive.

So I became even more vigilant, just seeing the devil, one side is enough!

Although it was the first time to arrive in the northern border, there was no need to worry about losing the road. A road leads directly to the city of Beiping, which was Pegasus City back then.

The weather was already cold and the first snow was about to come, but the carriages and horses were still very lively on the road. There were villages on the road from time to time, and several small towns were connected, which were much more prosperous than the middle ground he had walked through.

The number of masters is far better than anywhere else, but most of these masters are not furious and angry horses, holding swords and wearing swords. Some are holding sickles and rushing to harvest them. A cold light flashes, and the wheat falls in pieces. Some are holding hammers and shattering a huge rock with a loud bang, and then use stones to pave the road.

The sickle and iron hammer is not only made of high-quality fine iron, but also has spirituality. Even though it is not inferior to the legendary famous swords and swords.

A group of people snatched up and tied the wheat. The young man put down his sickle and said to the old man squatting on the edge of the field: "Okay, uncle, all the cuts are done!"

"After cutting, go back to the village to drink."

"If you drink, you can't lose money."

"You are the eldest son. It's great to practice martial arts. You can cut it alone, faster than the people in our village combined!"

"Hmph. Of course, I am known as the 'weed expert' in the martial arts world. When I was still a model of labor when I had a stroke sickle, I gave it to Master Gu personally, and I cut all the wheat in a radius of hundreds of miles."

"Oh, you are really promising, it's worth your father sending you to the Youth Hall to learn martial arts."

"It has nothing to do with that old drunkard. I was clearly chosen by Lord Lei himself, and Lord Lei also used a knife back then."

"That is the grace of the King of Heroes."

"Well. This is still like a human word."

"You little bastard, if you don't get you over today, I'm not your uncle!"

The strong man held the hammer on his shoulder and wiped his sweat. He waved his hand: "Okay, stop working! Let's continue tomorrow!" After looking at today's progress, he felt a sense of joy. When the road is repaired, the town will be able to get a large cart.

He didn't start practicing martial arts after he came to the World. His family has passed on a set of hammer techniques, which is quite famous in the northern border. However, since he is famous, it is inevitable that someone will come to challenge you and want to become famous. So he practices martial arts hard every day to avoid losing the majesty of his family.

However, over the years, the world will issue laws that not only are not allowed to fight privately. Challenging duels is also a serious crime. The King of Xia said: "A person's death is either heavier than mountains and rivers, or as light as a feather. He will benefit the people and die with evil forces. He will die with fame and fortune, and will die with courage and ruthlessness. He will be as light as a feather. Even a pig is not as good as a pig. He can eat meat. A person will have to pay a coffin if he dies."

So he finally got free from the training ground and didn't have to stay at home and wait for someone to challenge. Instead of using an iron hammer to break the brain of the person's hammer, he prefers to smash stones to build roads.

Wuhuan suddenly heard the sound of strong wind behind him, and when he looked back, he couldn't help but feel shocked!

Several young men caught up with each other, wearing the same black outfit and the beautiful cloud boots on their feet, which was like a swaying void to protect the wind, and using the ultimate light skills of the Shenfeng School.

"Oh no, it must be that I was exposed at the dock. The world will send someone to chase and kill him!"

Wuhuan believed that his martial arts skills were better than these young people, but their light skills made him afraid. Once he was entangled here, he would inevitably attract more masters. So he used his true energy to speed up.

"It seems that the old guy in front wants to compete with our brothers and others."

"Just compare, whoever is afraid of whom!"

Several young men looked at each other and quickly caught up.

Wuhuan was not good at light skills, and after running for hundreds of miles, he was a little weak, but he could still get rid of the young people and thought to himself: "If you continue running like this, you will have to be exhausted!"

When I arrived at a deserted place, I felt a little in my heart, and I entered the woods next to the avenue, stood still, adjusted my breathing, and prepared to fight to completely cut off these tails!

"Come on, Li Qingshan's hunting dogs!"

But the young men stopped on the avenue, holding their knees and panting.

"This old guy ran so fast!"

"Brothers, are you still chasing me?"

"I'm chasing you, don't deliver the goods tonight, do you want to be deducted from your wages?"

"Are you delivering goods?"

Wuhuan walked out of the forest, his eyes wide open. He realized why the business travelers on the road looked commonplace.

"Hey, my brother is good at ease! There are not many people who can beat our brothers on this road, but when you see you are not a local, we are not a delivery person, we are couriers, Shunfeng Express!"

Wuhuan was speechless. He had heard too many new words today. In the past, many of the people who had such light skills in the martial arts world were one-legged thieves and flower-picking thieves. I have never heard of any one that specializes in delivering goods to people.

He watched several young men leave in the sunset. It was not because his light skills were not good, but because his heart was too tired.

"Hmph, even if you are a big thief, you will be a thief and a thief, and you will be free and easy, and it will be better than being a slave to run an errand!"

Wuhuan walked slowly. When the sun set, he passed by a small village. He felt dry mouth and tongue, so he quickly walked over.

"Kill!"

He was about to find a place to get some food and drink, but suddenly shouted and killed behind the earth wall ahead, and his relaxed nerves suddenly tense up.
Chapter completed!