Qingcang parked the sled on the edge of the forest and led Yang Xiaomei into the forest. The trees here are tall, with lush branches and leaves, and the heavy snow has pressed the branches into a curve.

Because a large number of branches and leaves block the snow, there is not a thick snow outside, so the footprints left by the place you walk are not obvious, and you can't see them without looking carefully, so Qing Cang dares to be so confident and not be caught up.

He knew that he could reach outside Youzhou City by passing through this forest. At that time, even if the tasks assigned by the system were completed, what surprised him was that the survival system did not seem to have assigned him any more tasks today. Does this system also have time to sleep?

At this moment, another number 5 appeared in his eyes. He understood that this was the time left before the day.

Yang Xiaomei walked behind Qing Cang, wanted to speak but stopped, and finally asked:

"Savant, what did you do before?"

She was full of curiosity about his identity, because he was definitely a powerful existence among the people she had met. Such people are generally not unknown.

"I'm a special forces soldier."

Qing Cang did not hide it, but the term special forces had never appeared in ancient times, and Yang Xiaomei looked like she didn't understand it.

"Special Forces? A unique soldier? I think you are very good at it, why are you just a soldier?"

Yang Xiaomei's perception made Qing Cang laugh out loud. This was his first smile since he was reborn.

He likes the unique type of soldiers, yes, he is the unique type of soldiers.

"Haha, what's wrong with the soldiers? You can serve the motherland. As long as you have a passion, what's the difference between being a soldier and being a general?"

Qing Cang missed his comrades again. How many times have they been through life and death and fought side by side? It is also because of this belief that he must survive and complete the tasks given by the so-called survival system.

Yang Xiaomei could not accept too many modern words for a while, especially the word motherland was new to her. At this time, the late Eastern Han Dynasty was in a chaotic era, and the concept of the country seemed relatively weak, so she could not understand Qing Cang's patriotism.

Yang Xiaomei finally asked the idea. "What do you want to do after arriving in Youzhou?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, maybe I can be a bounty hunter."

He knew that he was still far from the Three Kingdoms, and at least the current situation was still unclear. With his personal ability, it was basically impossible to complete this task. He had to save his strength first and make some money. In ancient times, money was still very important, and without money, he could not do anything.

"I think a hero is not as upright as a man... marry me... as a wife..."

Yang Xiaomei said shyly. She was already very bold. If she was not bold, she might lose more. If Qing Cang married her and could still protect her in troubled times, it was out of her own selfishness and nothing was wrong.

But Qing Cang cannot. He is a principled person and cannot agree. What's more, getting married to a woman who has known each other for less than a day! That's impossible.

"My sister Yang, I already have a fiancée, so, sorry, I can't promise you."

So, he refused in person and had no room for negotiation.

Her next answer surprised him very much. "I don't mind being a small one."

In ancient times, it was normal for three wives and four concubines. Yang Xiaomei was interested in Qing Cang's integrity and saved her regardless of the danger of her life. She was very moved, and various reasons made her have this idea.

"In our era, three wives and four concubines were not allowed!"

Yang Xiaomei was puzzled. She thought, weren’t they living in the same era? Looking at his strange costumes, maybe they really weren’t in the same era.

"Is it because I'm not good-looking?"

"No, you are very beautiful. I am not from this era, and I can't promise you."

As far as he said this, Yang Xiaomei was a little disappointed, and the atmosphere on the spot became a little awkward. Once it was involved in the relationship between men and women, it would be embarrassing if she was rejected.

He didn't know what the future would be like. Even if he didn't have a fiancée, he wouldn't agree, because he could die at any time. If he did that, it would be a sign of irresponsibility.

The two of them walked along the way, with few words. After walking for a while, the forest disappeared, and the clear light suddenly appeared in front of them.

At this time, a city wall appeared not far ahead, and they finally arrived.

They couldn't help but speed up and head towards the city wall.

...

"Stop, who are you?"

The two of them had just arrived outside the city gate, but were stopped by a group of soldiers, who were holding long spears in their hands and surrounded them. They saw that Qing Cang was wearing strange clothes, had short hair, and had a black thing on his back. It was not surprising that they had never seen a gun.

He did not want to be enemies with them, and the purpose of this trip was to send the woman to the city, so he let these people go up and search his body.

When they took out a saber, they handed it to the man in the hands of the leader. As for ak47, they did not search, because in their eyes, it was just scrap iron and there was no danger at all.

Qing Cang explained: "I am a hunter in the nearby mountains. She is my sister. When we were hunting yesterday, we met the Yellow Turban Army. I had an argument with them, so they cut my hair like this."

He pointed at his hair and showed a helpless expression. This explanation explained why he was wearing a knife and his hair was short.

Yang Xiaomei just kept nodding. If she didn't cooperate, the two might not be able to enter the city, and they might be arrested and questioned.

After hearing this, the man in the lead did not ask much, but just played with the saber in his hand. Qing Cang could feel that he liked his saber very much because it was quite easy to use and the shape was very pleasant.

"The Yellow Turban Army has been too rampant recently, making people miserable. It is right for you to come to Youzhou to surrender. But weapons are not allowed in the city at present, so I have taken your knife."

Sure enough, the man's words directly confirmed Qing Cang's conjecture, and the words he said were very high-sounding. He wanted to forget it, as long as the ak47 was in hand, it didn't matter if the saber was given to him.

Qing Cang made a dilemma. The man saw his reluctance and continued, "If you want weapons, you can't get into this city. This is the above rule, do you understand?"

"Brother, forget it, let's go into the city!"

Yang Xiaomei cooperated with Qing Cang's performance. He nodded, sighed, and took Yang Xiaomei into the city.

Yu Guangzhong, he saw the man playing with his saber. If the knife is gone, the system will probably give him one more.

At this time, the sound of the survival system sounded again: "The mission is completed and five days of life will be rewarded."

The voice was very cold, without any emotion, and the number of days in his eyes increased by 5 to 18.

After adapting this period of time, he understood that red represents the number of days of survival, blue represents the countdown of the task, accurate to seconds, and a green number, which he didn't know what it was. What he knew was that when there was no task, the red number in his eyes would only be displayed once when he woke up, or perhaps it was displayed when the task was completed, and other times were no different from ordinary people. The blue number would change once during a period of time.

After they entered the city, they found that this place was not as prosperous as the legendary one. Perhaps it was because of the constant war, the overall economy began to decline, and the pedestrians on the street were all worried.
Chapter completed!