Chapter 1171

The journey from Qianshan mausoleum to Moyuan is almost ten thousand miles away. Even if Zhao Sanjin has a thousand mile horse, it will take at least five days to get there, and they still need to speed up their horses and travel day and night.

Today is the second day after leaving Qianshan mausoleum. Zhao Sanjin's party has already started on the road early, waving the whip of their hands. After a long journey of one day, although there are thousands of Limas instead of walking and good horses with good saddles, Zhao Sanjin still feels that he can't stand this kind of high-intensity gallop.

Yes, it's the crotch. The feeling of pain is so fucking obvious that Zhao Sanjin just wants to scold his mother.

"Third brother, do you have any way to get in when you get to the magic abyss? I heard that the position of the magic abyss is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Now there are people from the magic nightmare gate. It's not so easy to get in!" Lin Qingqing asked after approaching Zhao Sanjin.

This problem is also what Zhao Sanjin has been thinking about. Zhao Dengxian had told Zhao Sanjin before coming. Entering the scope of the magic nightmare gate is not really entering the magic abyss. It can be seen that the magic abyss actually exists far more terrifying than the magic nightmare gate.

"No one knows how to enter the magic abyss. Even grandpa doesn't know." Zhao Sanjin shook his head with a bitter smile and said helplessly: "Since the first leader of Qianshan mausoleum sealed it into the magic abyss, few people have set foot in that area. Especially in the past 100 years, almost no one has paid attention to the magic abyss, let alone the magic abyss. Therefore, there is no news of the magic abyss in the foreign Wulin."

Zhao Sanjin's words are simple and straightforward, and the implication is also very simple. That is, if you want to enter the magic abyss, no one can rely on. The only thing you can rely on is yourself.

"Before entering the magic abyss, you need to pass through the magic nightmare gate first. As the Mountain Gate of the magic nightmare gate, there are countless strong ones. We really have to be more careful at that time." Lin Qingqing sighed helplessly, which didn't say anything more.

However, these words are not false at all. At least that's the truth. There are a large number of strong people sitting on the Mountain Gate of the magic nightmare gate above the magic abyss. If you break through, Zhao Sanjin and their 11 people are really not enough for each other.

Speaking of it, there is far more than one big trouble in this trip to the magic abyss. No matter how to enter the magic abyss, how to bypass the magic nightmare gate, or how to find the treasure house of the emperor of heaven, Zhao Sanjin's Wooden tube has no way to consider all this.

"Third brother!" Lin Qingqing, who was silent for a while, suddenly opened his mouth again. Looking at Zhao Sanjin, who didn't talk much all the way, he smiled and asked, "if I go to the magic yuan this time, what will you do if I die?"

Zhao Sanjin doesn't know how to answer this question. He also doesn't know whether such a thing will happen. However, Zhao Sanjin can be sure that if something happens to Lin Qingqing, even if Zhao Sanjin is Pinjin's life, he will pull the whole magic nightmare door to bury him.

"You won't die!" Zhao Sanjin didn't say what he thought, but answered with a firm expression.

"Third brother!" Lin Qingqing doesn't seem to be satisfied with this. Although the whip in his hand is constantly waving, Lin Qingqing still talks with Zhao Sanjin first: "there's something. Maybe I have different ideas with you!"

"Hmm?" it made Zhao Sanjin a little confused at that time. Please frown and ask, "what's the matter? As long as I can do it, I'll follow your ideas."

"If we can come back alive and solve the trouble of the devil's nightmare gate, I hope we'd better go back to the inner Wulin and get married!" Lin Qingqing looked at Zhao Sanjin solemnly, and there was not even much discussion in his words.

"Why?" Zhao Sanjin asked curiously. He had no opinion on where to get married, but was just pure curiosity.

"Whether it's me or you, or Xia Lingmo and Liu Yingying, we are all native members of the inner Wulin. Therefore, every friend and brother and sister who really treat us are all in the inner Wulin."

Lin Qingqing said a lot. Although they all seem to be insignificant words, they can already explain Lin Qingqing's mind.

There's no other reason. Both Zhao Sanjin's parents and grandpa Zhao Dengxian are complete in the foreign Wulin. It's really not difficult to get married, but when you think about it, there can't be only men to get married? Especially Xia Lingmo, they are three daughters. They don't have any relatives and friends except themselves. It's really abnormal!

"Marriage is a life-long event for a woman. I hope to get a trivial blessing from the people around me!" Lin Qingqing added, which is what Zhao Sanjin thought of.

So far, what's the reason why Zhao Sanjin doesn't agree to Lin Qingqing?

Marriage in the inner Wulin does no harm to Zhao Sanjin. Anyway, it's right to let Zhao Dengxian and all of them enter the inner Wulin directly, especially Dongfang Haotian and Wen Wenyue. Zhao Sanjin thinks he should live in the inner Wulin.

"As long as it's what you think, no matter where you get married, I'll accompany you!" Zhao Sanjin replied faintly, which finally showed a comfortable smile on Lin Qingqing's face, and added with a smile: "thank you, third brother!"

Seeing Lin Qingqing's appearance, Zhao Sanjin felt that if they were not on the horse at the moment, it was estimated that Lin Qingqing's slightly wet lips had been printed on Zhao Sanjin's cheek.

Along the way, Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing always seem to have endless topics. Whether it's major events or some trivial things, they will take them out and talk. Even, they are bored to the point that they are considering the name of their child in the future.

In fact, only Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing know that there is no other reason for talking about these, just because they are afraid not to say these days. After that, they will have no chance to say.

However, I have to say that when I was on my way, someone accompanied me to chat, and the time passed quite quickly. At least, today is the fourth day. According to the originally planned itinerary, one day, I can the strength range of the nightmare gate.

Zhao Sanjing, as the main person of the team, and Bai Yuan, as the main person in charge and leader of the team, relied on Bai Yuan to make decisions on many things.

"After today, it will be less than 300 kilometers away from the sphere of influence of the magic nightmare gate. By this time tomorrow, we will have entered the sphere of influence of the magic nightmare gate. Everyone should be highly vigilant. Once someone is found, we will kill him directly."

Bai Yuan calmly reminded everyone, and they nodded.

After all, it's the territory of the devil's gate. It's estimated that no one thinks he has a long life and specially went to this place to die. Therefore, the people who can see are naturally members of the devil's gate.

At the same time, Qianshan mausoleum, thousands of miles away, has been joined by some scattered cultivation of the outer Wulin since yesterday. In particular, the strength of these people is basically stable in the period of Yuan Ying.

It is no exaggeration to say that this can definitely be called a great help.

Of course, at the guang30 hero post of Qianshan mausoleum, when the strong people from all walks of life came to gather, there was no idleness at the magic nightmare gate. They found some people who were depressed and frustrated in the so-called Mingmen decent sect in many places, but now they are the only ones who use them.

Therefore, if we blindly rely on manpower to solve it, there is no need to fight this war, but the key to the problem is that the old sect leader of the magic nightmare sect doesn't even know whether he was born or not.

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At night, today is the last night before Zhao Sanjin and his disciples enter the magic nightmare gate. The nine people who came with Zhao Sanjin have already passed out early. Anyway, tomorrow is the time to enter the magic nightmare gate's sphere of influence. Keeping a good spirit is of great benefit to the fight or running tomorrow.

"After entering the sphere of influence of the evil nightmare gate, be careful. If you can, try to lean towards me!" Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing lay down directly on the ground tonight. The tent they brought was already asleep last night.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Lin Qingqing replied seriously. It took a long time to smile and ask, "third brother, you haven't seen the stars with me at night for a long time. Don't say, the scenery of Wulin is really not bad."

"The outer Wulin itself is just a space created by a powerful person." Zhao Sankin glanced away, and then seriously explained to Lin Qingqing: "everything in this, including time, is just constructed by the powerful person."

Lin Qingqing didn't know about this, so he didn't think much about it. Instead, he directly gave a bitter smile and said with emotion: "if there is a chance in the future, take ling'er and Yingying to see the stars!"

"OK!" Zhao Sanjin readily agreed. Looking at Lin Qingqing who wanted to lie down, he quickly put his arm in the back of Lin Qingqing's head and said with a smile: "if you are sleepy, go to sleep quickly!"

Lin Qingqing was not talking. Lin Qingqing, who was lying quietly in Zhao Sanjin's chest, gently stroked her beautiful hair and whispered, "good night, wife!"

A good night and a wife. Once upon a time, Zhao Sanjin dreamed that it could be realized between him and Lin Qingqing one day. Now, it has finally succeeded.

The good time is always short, especially this rest. The group still has only more than 300 miles left. At this time, if you don't expect, it is estimated that they will pass through the sphere of influence of magic nightmare gate before noon.

A battle, maybe it will really ring at that time!