The carriage re-loaded, and at this time it reached the border of Qingzhou. After climbing a few more mountains, it was Baohua Prefecture.

But the mountain road here is steep and winding. The narrow mountain road is on one side of the mountain, and the other half is a steep cliff, and there are no guardrails. If you stand on the carriage and look down, you can see white clouds hanging in your eyes, with misty clouds and mists, and you don’t know the depth.

Xiao Qingyu was afraid of heights. When he saw the mountain road in the carriage, he saw that the mountain road was so steep, and he immediately became dizzy and weak. He hurried in the carriage and dared not stick out to look outside.

Amid the crisp sound of bells, Xiao Qingyu carefully lifted the curtain, revealing her small and delicate face. She didn't dare to look outside, but just stared at Yang Xian who was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, "Brother Xian, have you learned to drive before?"

Yang Xian pulled the reins from both hands and one hand to adjust the position of the two horses from time to time, like an arm to make his fingers, making it easy to freehand.

He heard Xiao Qingyu's question, laughed, and did not look back, explaining to her: "In the six Confucian arts, rituals, music, archery, monarch, books, and numbers, 'Yu' refers to driving a carriage. I am the leader of the Confucian sect. If I can't even do the most basic six arts, how can I talk about the disciples of the Confucian sect?"

"Are you the leader of the Confucian sect?"

Xiao Qingyu covered her mouth and chuckled, looking disbelieving, "Isn't the leader of the Confucian sect Zhu Hongyi? When did Brother Xian, you also become the leader of the Confucian sect?"

She laughed a few times, suddenly remembered something, and laughed suddenly stopped, and asked softly: "Brother Xian, are you a disciple of the Yinxue lineage?"

She tilted her head and thought, "My second brother told me that the Confucianism was divided a thousand years ago, and Neo-Confucianism was great, while the traditional Confucianism declined. Gradually, Neo-Confucianism was called exoteric science, and traditional Confucianism was called hidden science. The two schools of thought hatred against each other. Neo-Confucianism, one line of Neo-Confucianism, said that the traditional Confucianism was a chaotic Confucianism, while the traditional Confucianism was a lackey. The two sides had deep grudges and were difficult to resolve."

Xiao Qingyu said curiously: "Brother Xian, are you really a disciple of the Hidden School?"

Yang Xian was about to answer when suddenly a gust of fishy wind blew, and a loud roar rang out from the dense forest not far away.

The two running horses trembled, their necks raised, and they made a panic neigh, letting go of their four hooves and running wildly.

Xiao Qingyu, who was sitting near the car door, was startled and rolled into the carriage, "Oh, this horse is frightened! What exactly scared them?"

"It's a big bug!"

Yang Xian sat on the shaft and turned his head to look at the woods on one side.

Amid the "cracking" sound, the trees in the mountains and forests swayed, branches and leaves flew randomly, and a white tiger with brocade hair hanging on its eyes passed through the trees and rushed towards the carriage.

The two horses sensed the white tiger's aura getting closer and closer, and were so scared that they screamed and ran forward without thinking.

The carriage shaking violently, jumping around the ground like a ball, as if it was about to fall apart at any time.

Xiao Qingyu flew out of the carriage and went up to the shaft, and said in surprise: "Oh no, the horse is about to rush off the cliff!"

When she turned her head and saw the white tiger rushing down from the mountain, she said, "Wow, what a big tiger!"

At this time, the two horses were frightened by the tiger, and at the same time turned their heads and jumped down the cliff on the side of the road.

The mountain road is very narrow, and can accommodate two carriages in parallel. At this time, the two horses turned around and jumped. In the blink of an eye, the two horses jumped out of the cliff in the air, leaving only the body of the carriage on the mountain road.

Amid Xiao Qingyu's scream, Yang Xian shouted softly, and his body instantly appeared on the edge of the cliff. He stretched out his palm and gently pressed it on the shaft of the carriage.

"Bang!"

The carriage, which was about to be taken by two horses under the cliff, suddenly stopped.

The body of the car was lying on the mountain road, but the shaft of the car was exploring towards the cliff on the side of the road. Two horses were hanging in the air in the cliff, with four hooves moving and twisting.

Xiao Qingyu had already floated up when the carriage stopped suddenly, and slowly landed on the mountain road like a green butterfly.

Then she screamed, "The tiger is here!"

After seeing Xiao Qingyu jumping out of the carriage, Yang Xian was slightly lucky and raised his arms. With the slight creaking and squeaking friction, the entire carriage and two struggling horses were lifted up by him in the air and slowly put them on the mountain road.

"roar!"

The roar of the tiger sounded, and the white tiger on the mountain rushed through countless branches, and instantly arrived near the carriage with a strong wind.

Xiao Qingyu screamed in fear, and her body flashed and jumped onto the carriage. With a "swoosh", she got into the carriage.

Yang Xian's hand immediately sank.

At the same time, the two horses in the shaft struggled desperately at the same time. With a "bang", the harness belt of the carriage harness suddenly broke, and a horse rolled and fell off the cliff.

Yang Xian was shocked, his arms were slightly stronger, and with a "click", the shaft of the car broke, and another horse kowtowed on the edge of the cliff, broke the belt and fell down the cliff.

Hearing the neighing of the two horses all the way down, Yang Xian sighed, and used his arms to gently put the carriage on the side of the mountain road near the mountain, and then looked up at the rushing white tiger.

From the time he stopped the carriage from rushing down to the time when two horses took the lead in the cliff one by one, it was actually only a few breaths. All the movements happened too quickly, that is, he reacted quickly. If an ordinary person was an ordinary person, the car would be overturned and killed.

"roar!"

At this time, the white tiger with eyes had already arrived in front of him.

This big insect is different from an ordinary colorful tiger. It is snow-white all over, with blood-red eyes and a huge body, which is even a little bigger than an ordinary horse. Its powerful force is not comparable to that of ordinary martial arts masters.

What's especially strange is that before the white tiger's body hit, a fishy storm blew up.

The so-called dragon follows the clouds and tigers follow the wind. This big insect really comes out with the wind and walks with the wind.

But when it comes to tigers, Yang Xian had also caught several tooth-killing sacrifices before, and he was definitely not as powerful as the big insect today.

"What a big bug!"

Looking at the tiger rushing towards him, Yang Xian stood still. When the tiger's front paws were about to put on his shoulders and bit his bloody mouth at his neck, Yang Xian started to move!

He didn't move, and once he moved, it was like thunder and thunder. With a sudden shout, the white tiger's body that rushed in the air suddenly stopped, and the white hairs all over his body exploded.

With a loud shout, Yang Xian suddenly flashed, avoiding the fatal pounce of the White Tiger. At the same time, his left palm stretched out and grabbed the white tiger's melon skin. He suddenly pressed it down, and there was a loud "bang" sound, and dust and smoke rose everywhere.

The white tiger that rushed over was on all sides, with his head facing down, and was pressed by Yang Xiansheng on the mountain road, blocking the entire mountain road.

"Roar!Roar!Roar!"

The white tiger clawed around and twisted his body, trying to raise his head and get up, but he couldn't stand up no matter what. The iron rod-like tail kept hitting the ground, knocking the rocks and dust flying.

"Hmm? It's quite strong!"

Yang Xian pressed the tiger's head and felt a little surprised, "This big insect looks a bit different!"

He was surprised and was shocked, and he punched Baihu in the head.

"Bang!"

As he punched, the four claws on the ground kept twitching and roaring the tiger suddenly calmed down and slowly collapsed to the ground. The straight tail that was constantly hitting the ground behind him also softened.

With just this punch, the white tiger was beaten to death by him.

Yang Xian punched and was slightly surprised, "If I punched, pig iron could be beaten flat, why is this big worm not dead yet?"

He raised his fist and was still waiting to punch the second punch. He looked up and saw the carriage parked by the roadside. He felt a move in his heart, "Two horses fell to death after falling off the cliff, and one of them was missing to pull the cart. This big worm can consider it!"
Chapter completed!