Text Text_Chapter 1482 Humble Rations

On the border of the Golden Light Centipede Clan, on the avenue, a caravan of about 100 people was walking towards the fortress in front of them.

In this group of troops, the costumes of that group of people are extremely uniform, obviously, they all belong to a caravan, judging from their numbers, it is estimated that it is still a caravan of considerable size.

As the caravan was moving, the sound of laughter and scolding was also endless, and it could be seen that they had long been accustomed to this kind of life.

And at the rear of this team, there is also a group of Terrans, which is estimated to have been purchased by this caravan from other places at a low price, ready to be sold at a high price in another place.

And among these human races, a thin young man wore a tattered hat on his head, his eyes were slightly raised, revealing a face covered with dust, except for a pair of clear black eyes, the other parts were almost covered by dust, and the blank color of that face seemed to be no different from other enslaved human races.

"There are really saint-level high-level powerhouses up there, but fortunately they didn't force their way over......"

This caravan with Huang Chen also quickly approached the city wall, and when it was still a few hundred meters away from the huge city gate, Qin Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the city wall through the gap in the tattered hat, and muttered in his heart.

In the border city of this second-rate race, there is actually a saint-level high-level powerhouse guarding it, there is no doubt that this is definitely not the powerhouse of the Golden Light Centipede Clan, it is very likely that it is those who want to attack him!

As he got closer and closer to the city gate, Qin Yichen's gaze also fell in front of the huge city gate, and when he saw that it was almost a heavily guarded defense, his brows couldn't help but furrow slightly, and immediately, he also quietly lowered his head and moved forward with a silent follower procession.

And when this team walked to the city gate, it finally stopped, and several strong men of the caravan also walked out, and then walked towards the city gate.

Obviously, these powerhouses are quite familiar with the guards guarding the city gate, and the way they talk and laugh is obviously not the first time they have come here.

However, after some conversation, the faces of the powerhouses of those caravans seemed to be a little helpless.

Even, in the corner of Qin Yichen's eyes, he found that the spirit seeds they quietly handed to the guards were all rejected by the latter.

"Brothers, come out, let them check it out!"

In the end, the powerhouses of the caravans also walked back with a slightly calm face and shouted at the team.

"What's going on?

"Nothing like this before?"

"Are those roadblocks giving too little?"

As the strong men walked out of the caravan, the voices of complaints continued to sound.

This caravan often shuttles through the border between the Golden Light Centipede and the Sand Lizard Clan to do business, and naturally there are some things among them that are not visible.

If they do this every time, I'm afraid their business will soon be untenable.

"Captain Centipede, I haven't seen you for a few months, you seem to have made a lot of progress, it seems that the next commander is none other than you!"

As a team of guards walked towards this side, several strong men also hurriedly stood up and said respectfully to the strong man led by the guards with a smile on their faces.

"Less nonsense, it used to be okay to let you go casually, but this time it doesn't work. ”

The captain of the guard frowned and shouted coldly.

Hearing this shout, the faces of those caravan powerhouses changed slightly, but it was obvious that they didn't dare to offend these powerhouses, so they could only smile flatteringly and consciously get out of the way.

The group of guards also walked directly in front of the caravan powerhouse, and then checked along the line.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yichen's brows couldn't help but frown slightly, and his head also lowered.

Soon, the pair of guards were at the back of the line, in front of a group of Terran rations held in the caravan.

"Captain Centipe, I still hope to be accommodating, we are working hard just to make a little money......"

When they stopped in front of the dozen or so Terrans, a merchant with a big belly who looked like a caravan leader also walked over quickly, holding a bag that was not light, and quietly handed it to the captain of the guard.

Not to their surprise, the captain took the bag containing many spirit seeds in one hand, but just as the caravan was about to move forward, the captain waved his arm, and several guards twisted their weapons with a cold glow, and walked towards those Terran rations.

"Captain Centipe, you are ......"

Seeing the movements of these guards, the faces of many strong men in the caravan changed suddenly.

These more than a dozen Terran rations, but they robbed the house to get it, and they still expect to sell it for another race and make a huge profit.

"I'm sorry, my lord explained that all the human races, no matter whose rations they are, have to be temporarily detained in our people. ”

The captain of the guard also chuckled at the many strong men in the caravan, and then shouted to the guards behind him: "All escort away, and whoever resists will be killed on the spot!"

Hearing this, the faces of many strong men in the caravan changed violently, which made it clear that it was a robbery!

Although the size of their caravan is not small, if compared to the strong men of the Golden Light Centipede Clan guarding the border city, they are undoubtedly powerless to resist.

In the face of such a domineering centipede, although they were unwilling, they had nothing to do.

And the group of guards also directly cut the chains, and the cold and shining blades forced the rations of the group of wooden Terrans and rushed towards the direction of the city gate.

Qin Yichen stood in the middle of this group of human races, but his face was extremely gloomy, and in his heart, he also had a sense of unease.

I'm afraid it will be extremely dangerous to be exposed in such a place!

During this period of time, although I can feel the aura of some strong men chasing and killing from time to time, it is not very common, and it is obvious that those forces are probably placed on the borders of some races closest to the human race.

"Hurry up, grind!"

And in Qin Yichen's deep groan, a fierce shout suddenly sounded from the side, only to see a middle-aged man kicked to the ground by the guard.

"You dare to waste Lao Tzu's time, you are looking for death!"

And after kicking it, the guard didn't even stop because of this, he directly twitched the big knife at his waist, and without hesitation, he slashed at the terranist on the ground with a frightened face.

When the countless powerhouses around saw this scene, there was no fluctuation on their faces, and it was obvious that they were used to this kind of thing.

This kind of low-level ration is such a fate, and there will be no strong people to sympathize with them.

However, in the next moment, many strong people were shocked to find that the big knife was actually stagnant in mid-air and did not fall.

In front of the middle-aged man, a thin figure appeared at some point, and what shocked countless strong people was that this thin ration actually grabbed the deadly knife with one hand!