The golden thread was very thin and tough. There was only one way to bury it in a person's body, and that was to sew it in with a needle. The process must be very painful. Who would torture themselves like this if they had no other choice?
Ning Que looked at Ye Hongyu and said, "It seems that the West-Hill Divine Palace has accepted Long Qing again."
Ye Hongyu said, "What does this have to do with Long Qing?"
Ning Que said, "Only Long Qing knows that I know Taotie. That's why you buried the money in your body."
"Long Qing knows that you know Taotie? He didn't tell the Divine Hall. "
Ye Hongyu frowned slightly and said, "I told you that burying the money was something I did after I returned from the Wilderness a few years ago."
Ning Que was a little surprised and said, "Lotus was already dead then. Why did you endure so much pain and bury the money in your body?"
Ye Hongyu said, "Because I was always ready for someone to eat me."
Ning Que was silent for a long time and then said, "You're really crazy."
He moved back a little to make sure that the blood on his chest had coagulated. He loosened his palm and held the hilt again. Ye Hongyu used mud to cover the wound on her shoulder and neck and then calmly raised her head.
Their gazes met again in the dark swamp, and they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes.
No matter how valiant and fearless a warrior was, after being so close to death like the two of them, they would definitely be immersed in intense fear and longing for life. Instinctively, they would have the thought of avoiding each other and avoiding death. At the very least, they would need to rest for a long time before they could muster up the courage to fight again.
But Ning Que and Ye Hongyu were not like that. He knew that Ye Hongyu would not let them leave alive, and Ye Hongyu knew that he would not give up easily. Therefore, a bloody and intense battle was about to begin.
Ye Hongyu suddenly looked in front of her.
Her bare feet stepped into the muddy water. Her white, jade-like toes were painted red. At this moment, they were soaked in the muddy water and had turned white. At this moment, the muddy water was trembling and continuously washing her red nails.
She was stepping on a patch of slippery moss. The moss was also trembling and rubbing against her palms. It felt a little itchy and numb, as if someone was gently scratching it with a feather.
Ning Que also felt the slight vibration of the earth and felt a little confused. He looked to the west of the swamp, which was still shrouded in mist. It was a vast expanse of whiteness and nothing could be seen.
The shaking of the earth gradually intensified, and the shallow water in the swamp began to ripple. Then, it began to dance. The muddy muddy water was like a dancer in gray, constantly jumping up and down.
Under the moss on the surface of the swamp, an arch suddenly appeared. It extended from the edge of the mist in the west all the way to the front of them. A black shadow scuttled around, and it turned out to be a smooth capybara.
Then, dozens or even more arches appeared under the mossy plain. Countless capybaras clung tightly to the swamp ground, fleeing in horror towards the east, as if there was something extremely terrifying behind them. However, the strange thing was that not a single capybara tried to drill into the depths of the swamp.
Anything in large numbers would look very scary, not to mention a group of extremely ugly fellows covered in greasy hair and mud. It was even more hair-raising. Although Ning Que and Ye Hongyu were not afraid of these poisonous capybaras, they subconsciously took a few steps back and made way for them.
The surface of the swamp shook more and more violently. The moss kept rolling and the muddy water kept jumping. The muddy water was like rainwater on a drum, and there was no time for it to rest.
When hundreds of capybaras passed through in horror, more beasts rushed out of the mist in the west and fled towards the east. The most terrifying scene was the scene of at least tens of thousands of mud rats, squeaking and running away. Ning Que even saw two Snowfield Direwolves among the fleeing beasts!
The Snowfield Direwolves lived in the cold regions of the Far North and were the overlords of the cold regions. As the Hot Sea gradually froze and the Desolate Men moved south, they followed them. In the past two years, they had become the most terrifying beasts in the depths of the Wilderness, and their reputation had even spread to the Central Plains.
However, at this moment, the snow-colored fur of the two giant wolves was covered with mud, and there were several extremely terrifying bite marks on their backs. They looked extremely tired and timid, and did not look as terrifying as the rumors had said.
The number of fleeing beasts increased and covered the entire surface of the swamp that was not covered by the mist.
Ye Hongyu was the Great Divine Priest of Judgment, and Ning Que was also a powerhouse. However, facing such a large number of fleeing beasts and facing the wrath of nature, they did not dare to act rashly.
At the beginning, when hundreds of capybaras appeared, the two of them each took a few steps back, and then they were forced to keep retreating. As a result, the distance between the two of them became wider and wider.
At the same time, they looked towards the swamp that was covered by the mist in the west, and their expressions gradually became solemn. They silently thought about how could there be so many beasts in the swamp, and what could scare so many beasts into forming a group and fleeing? What kind of danger was hidden in the thick mist? Could it be a legendary ancient wild beast?
The earth shook, and the sound of hooves was like thunder. The mist in the west of the swamp suddenly became chaotic, and a gray shadow leaped out of the mist and landed heavily on the ground, splashing mud under its hooves.
To Ning Que and Ye Hongyu's surprise, what leaped out of the mist was not an ancient wild beast, nor was it a senior cultivator who lived in seclusion in the swamp. Instead, it was a gray horse.
The gray horse was agile and unusually handsome. Its long mane danced around its neck, and it ran on the soft, muddy surface of the swamp like a gray shadow. It was obviously a wild horse.
However, no matter how handsome a wild horse was, it was impossible for it to scare hundreds of capybaras, tens of thousands of mud rats, and so many other beasts into fleeing in panic.
At this moment, a white figure leaped out of the fog. It was a white mare that was just as majestic. Then, dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of wild horses rushed out of the fog!
The sound of hooves was like thunder. Under the trampling of countless horse hooves, the entire swamp seemed to be shaking. The horses neighed like roars, and the moss on the ground seemed to be blown away by a strong wind, not daring to rise. The horses were as dense as the sand in the Wilderness. In an instant, the fog in the west was broken into strands, and even the thick fog was rolled up and rushed over!
The Tang Empire was rich in cavalry. However, Ning Que had never seen so many horses in his life, and Ye Hongyu had never seen them either. Such a powerful rush of horses frightened them, and they finally understood why the beasts had fled so miserably. They hurriedly retreated and made way for the horses.
Ning Que retreated, turned around, and ran back desperately. He jumped into the pool and quickly ran to the shore. He helped Sangsang into the horse carriage, and then slapped the Big Black Horse, who was in an extremely confused state, to wake it up. He urged it to drag the carriage and fled to the east with the wild horses. This was a great opportunity to leave. How could he miss it?
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The wild horses passed through the swamp violently, and the fog rolled and the earth was restless. Ye Hongyu found a withered tree by the swamp and stood on the branch, looking at the flashing shadows of horses in the fog in front of her.
The fog was brought here by the wild horses, and her vision was blocked. She could only see an area in front of the tree. All kinds of wild horses ran at a high speed in front of her without any interruption, and the horses neighed continuously in the fog.
Ye Hongyu's face was a little pale. There were more than thousands of wild horses. Even if all the cavalries in the world were added up, they would not be as many as this wild horse herd.
How did so many wild horses survive in the swamp? Where did they find food? Why could they gallop in the dangerous swamp without worrying about being swallowed?
There were many unexplainable questions. The fog in the swamp was like a layer of coat over the questions, making it impossible for her to touch the truth. Her mood became a little heavy.
After a long time, the fog gradually calmed down, and the sound of horses' hooves gradually faded away. In the depths of the fog, there was a messy sound of hooves. It could be a horse that was alone, and there were a few unpleasant caws that sounded like black crows.
Ye Hongyu's expression suddenly became serious, and she woke up from the shock. She jumped off the dead tree and rushed towards the pool. However, when she passed through the pool and came to the shore, the black horse carriage had already disappeared.
On the ground by the pool, there was a dress.
Ye Hongyu looked at the dress and did not say anything. She knew that it was left for her by Ning Que and Sangsang.
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The black horse carriage blended into the wild horse herd, rushed into the thick fog, and ran wildly towards the east.
The horse neighed outside the carriage, and the dense sound of hooves even made people's ears hurt.
Although they had escaped from Ye Hongyu under the cover of the wild horse herd, Ning Que was still very nervous, or even more nervous. This was because he knew that wild horses were very violent, especially such a large herd of wild horses. They could be kings in the Wilderness, and they had previously chased the giant wolves and capybaras into a mess. If the wild horse herd refused to accept the Big Black Horse, and especially refused to accept the horse carriage, then the situation would become very dangerous.
Fortunately, after the wild horse herd confirmed that the Big Black Horse was their kind and qualified to travel with them, they did not attack them. Only a dozen wild horses nearby looked at the carriage as they ran, and even a young stallion curiously moved its head to the window, as if it had never seen a horse carriage before.
When the wild horse herd appeared, the Big Black Horse was very uneasy, because even it had never seen so many of its kind, especially in a geographical environment like the swamp. Therefore, when it merged with the wild horse herd, it behaved very obediently and kept a low profile. However, when it found that it was still faster than the wild horse herd, confidence and pride returned to its body. It raised its head higher and higher, and snorted louder and louder. When the young stallion tried to poke its head into the window, it neighed with extreme displeasure.
The young stallion neighed back with some dissatisfaction. Ning Que's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to kick the Big Black Horse away. Fortunately, the young stallion did not do anything other than neighing.
The black horse carriage mingled with the wild horse herd and ran toward the east side of the swamp. They ran for a whole day and night, and the horses only rested twice. Ning Que wanted to leave, but the carriage was surrounded by black horses and it was impossible to squeeze out. Moreover, he found something strange. The wild horse herd seemed to be able to find the legendary real path when they ran in the swamp, so they did not encounter any danger.
Since the wild horse herd was not hostile and could pass through the swamp faster, Ning Que was certainly willing to go with them.
The next morning, the wild horse herd finally ran out of the swamp and came to the Wilderness.
Under the morning light, green grass gradually grew.
The black horse carriage came out of the fog and saw such a beautiful scenery.
Ning Que suddenly felt relaxed. Suddenly, he heard cawing coming from the fog behind him, and thought that these black crows were really haunting him. He angrily scolded, "Shut up!"
The cawing still sounded in the fog, and it sounded extremely dissatisfied.
Ning Que looked back.
The fog gradually dispersed, and eight unusually handsome horses came out.
These eight horses pulled a Taoist chariot.
On the chariot sat a black donkey.
It was not the crows that were cawing, but the donkey.
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