Chapter 185

The two didn't stop, didn't rest at night, bypassed Dongting Lake, Mount Tianmu, and Mount Wuling, and went straight to Wulong Mountain. When they reached the foot of the mountain, their true essence was consumed too much, and they were exhausted.

Hutou Jiao looked at the rolling Wulong Mountain and asked, "Still going up the mountain? Do you want to slow down?"

Liu Xiaolou shook his head, "The faster the better, there is no time to delay."

Hutou Jiao clenched his fists, "Good, rush to the Zhuoshui battlefield in one breath!"

On the evening of the third day after setting off from Mount Shenwu, a large river appeared in front, crossing north and south, blocking the way. Hutou Jiao asked weakly, "Is this Zhuoshui? It's very quiet..."

Liu Xiaolou had been here before and knew the terrain. He pointed to the north, "The battlefield is fifty miles to the north. We are at the southern depression of Zhuoshui here. Rest for half an hour!"

Hutou Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, lay down in the grass, looked at the sunset on the horizon with his limbs spread, and his eyelids began to drum. In these years, his cultivation level had advanced another level, and now he was at the seventh stage, two stages higher than Liu Xiaolou. But he was a body cultivator, and his cultivation of spiritual sense was relatively small. His body had no problems, but the sense of exhaustion in his spiritual sense was difficult to resist, so he was the first to be unable to support it and fell into a deep sleep.

Just after sleeping for a while, he was slapped awake by Liu Xiaolou. He opened his sleepy eyes, and in front of him was a wooden fork with a plucked pheasant inserted on it.

He rubbed his eyes and climbed up, "I'll make a fire."

Liu Xiaolou stopped him, "Make what fire? Although it is far from the battlefield, it is still within the scope of the battle between the two sides. Must guard against patrols by Gengsang Cave and Zhanglong Sect cultivators."

As he spoke, he took a bite of the wing of his pheasant and chewed it in his mouth.

Seeing him eat raw chicken, Hutou Jiao gulped in his throat. Although he looked big and thick, that was because of body refining. The Jiao family was an in-law of the Cai family of Longhu, and he had been eating fine food since he was a child, so he had never eaten raw meat.

But Liu Xiaolou ate like this, so he was embarrassed to appear too delicate. He immediately hardened his heart, closed his eyes, and bit into the white pheasant with red blood in his hand. When chewing, he felt the fishy smell was too heavy, so he swallowed it into his stomach in a few bites. But after chewing more, he felt that there was a sweet taste in the fishy smell, and it was not impossible to eat.

The night completely sank. Liu Xiaolou and Hutou Jiao, who were full, crawled by the river, staring with two pairs of eyes, scanning this section of the river back and forth.

The autumn wind blew, bringing bursts of chill.

"Did Brother Hutou see anything?"

"No. Are you sure Badong cultivators will come to patrol here? Why not Xiangxi cultivators?"

"I'm not sure... Go..."

The two stood up, performed the skill of crossing the river on duckweed, and rushed to the opposite side of the river. Behind them, two strings of snow-white splashes rose on the water.

The river surface, twenty or thirty feet wide, was crossed in a moment. Not long after landing, the two immediately lay in the reed marsh, not daring to stand up.

A sword light flew slowly along the upper reaches of Zhuoshui. The sword light splashed water mist on the river, splashing on the necks of the two, cold and cold.

Neither of them dared to lift their heads, trying their best to press their heads down, wishing they could press themselves into the mud.

Those who travel by sword are at least Golden Core!

The light continued downstream along the river and gradually moved away. Only then did Liu Xiaolou lift his head and let out a long breath.

"Gengsang Cave's?" Hutou Jiao stared at the sword light that had flown three or four miles away, curious.

"Who knows?" Liu Xiaolou was also not sure.

It was dangerous just now. If it were a moment later, even if they landed, as long as they were close to the river water, it was possible to be discovered by the owner of this sword light. No matter who discovered them, it was not a good thing for rescuing Shisanlang.

Not daring to stay long, the two immediately stood up and ran, away from Zhuoshui, and continued to move west. Until dawn, Hutou Jiao was a bit puzzled, "Brother, aren't we going north? Where did Gengsang Cave lock the person?"

Liu Xiaolou said, "I don't know where they locked the person, so we need to find someone."

Moving west for another two hundred miles, a market appeared in front. Liu Xiaolou let Hutou Jiao wait outside the market, went in to inquire about news, and after a while came out, took Hutou Jiao to the northwest for more than a hundred miles, then inquired again, moved forward again, and finally arrived at a place called Liu Family Village.

In the southeast corner of the village, there was a manor, which was obviously the richest family in the village. Arriving here, Liu Xiaolou said to Hutou Jiao, "Brother Hutou, whether he is at home or not depends on this time."

Hutou Jiao asked, "Is this the array master you mentioned? Cold gate..."

Although it was a large household in the countryside, in Hutou Jiao's eyes, it was indeed a cold gate.

Servants from the manor came to open the door. After hearing the purpose, they invited the two in, "Two young masters, please wait. I will go and report to the master."

Liu Xiaolou breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his tense face, "He is here!"

Hutou Jiao slumped into the chair, didn't even drink a sip of the tea served by the servant, and fell into a deep sleep with a snore. After running 1,800 miles, not sleeping for three days and three nights, his true essence was exhausted, and he didn't sit quietly to adjust his breath, so he was really exhausted.

Liu Xiaolou was also exhausted. After his spirit relaxed, his eyelids began to fight, and he didn't know how long he was dazed, when he was suddenly awakened by the string that was still tense in the depths of his heart, and saw a person sitting in the chair opposite, looking at him with a smile.

He hurriedly straightened up and clasped his fists, "Brother Daoran!"

This person was Liu Daoran, whom he had just parted with less than three months ago. He asked curiously, "Why is brother so exhausted? It doesn't matter... only slept for half an hour... did you encounter any emergency?"

Liu Xiaolou smiled bitterly, "Please help me, Brother Daoran!"

He didn't hide it and told everything, and added, "This is my brother-in-law. No matter what, I must bring him back... I don't have any way. I only know you in Bashu. Please point me in the right direction, Brother Daoran."

Liu Daoran stroked his beard and pondered, pacing back and forth in the hall, and said after a while, "Brother, why don't you rest for a few hours first? No matter what you do, you won't be able to do anything if you don't adjust well. I will also think about it carefully to see if there is any way."

Liu Xiaolou held his hand tightly, "Everything depends on Brother Daoran!"

The servant took Liu Xiaolou and Hutou Jiao to the guest room next door to rest. Liu Xiaolou felt relieved and fell asleep, sleeping until dawn. Hutou Jiao still didn't wake up, and Liu Xiaolou didn't get enough sleep either, but he was worried, so he couldn't sleep anymore. As soon as Liu Daoran came over, he was startled, waiting for Liu Daoran's reply with his eyes wide open.

Liu Daoran ordered the servant to serve food and said to Liu Xiaolou, "Last night I went to Mount Nangu and confirmed a piece of news. A good friend of mine was drafted to Zhuoshui by Gengsang Cave last month. Perhaps we can find him to inquire about the way."