"Childe, although the baby in your arms was auctioned for 20,000 taels, it is actually priceless. Out of this door, I Jinyulou can no longer guarantee your safety, so I hope you can have a smooth journey. The woman seemed extremely considerate at the moment, and she handed the wooden box to the well-dressed Fu Gongzi, and her tone was quite worried.

"The owner of the Duolaojin building has bothered, out of this Zhongjing, there will be guards and masters at home to respond, foolproof. ”

"That's great, and hopefully we'll see you again next year. "Lord Jinlou, let go of the way in front of you, the door opened behind the screen, and the group of three disappeared into the misty gray of the early morning.

Lin Ji was already waiting at the door, and followed in the direction where Fu Gongzi and his party disappeared.

The four masters of clearing the void followed after Fu Gongzi went out.

Sure enough, it is the richest family in Damang, the four masters of the Qingxu realm, and it is also a big stroke.

A group of seven people rushed out in the rising morning light, and all kinds of vendors on the middle street who had just gone out to set up their stalls were overturned by the sudden horse caravan charge. But there was not the slightest hint of wanting to stop.

The sky was dark, and the gate of Zhongjing City was opened by the soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army.

Indeed, the seven horses rushed out the moment the gates of the city were opened. Vanishing like a vanishing shadow, it disappeared from the sight of the Imperial Guards.

A procession of about two hundred men followed at a gallop of seven horses. A slight formation of more than 200 people dispersed after a puff of smoke and dust outside Zhongjing City.

There is a famous restaurant in the west city of Zhongjing, called Tingyuxuan, and there is a very inconspicuous tea shop next to it.

There were two people sitting behind the bamboo mat in the depths of the tea shop, among which the short and fat middle-aged man kept wiping the sweat on his forehead, it seemed that the cold and cold air at the beginning of winter did not have much effect on him, and even the border tone when he spoke seemed a little dry.

"Master, four masters of Qingxu, I'm afraid that these few of us are not opponents. The short and fat middle-aged man said with little confidence, and his tone was inversely proportional to his size.

Sitting in front of him was indeed a young man with sword eyebrows. He obviously didn't agree with what the stocky middle-aged man said, and a look of disgust appeared on his face.

"I don't expect you to snatch things over, I want you to hold them back as much as you can. Drag until my help arrives. ”

"This ...... No problem, though...... It's a life-threatening business. Master Kong, you know, we only recognize money, not people. You see...... This ......" the short and fat middle-aged man said with a flattering smile, and there was indeed greed in the laughter.

"If you can intercept them, I'll pay you double. But our ugly words are ahead, if this operation fails, then I will disappear into the territory of Dahan forever. The young man said viciously, the contempt in his eyes evident.

"You can rest assured, my brothers may not have the ability to grab things, but it is not a big problem to intercept them, Master Kong, you can take a good look." ”

After saying this, the short and fat middle-aged man snapped his fingers at the door of the tea shop, and several batches of horses galloped over, "Hiss......". Stop at the door of the tea shop.

"Brothers, the deal is coming, come with me. The stocky middle-aged man turned over and got on the horse, and the momentum on his body changed the moment he touched the horse's back. The whole person seemed to be violently attacked.

"Go, tell the leader of Chu and let him come as soon as possible. The young man said to the people waiting outside the tea shop. Then he took the reins from his hand and took root behind several men.

Not all parts of the wasteland are desolate, the fierce winter wind has not arrived, and most of the ground is covered with felt-like grass, but when it turns out that at the end of summer, the wasteland will feel the slight cold autumn in advance, and the grass will begin to be dyed with frost and turn yellow and white, showing a bit of a killing taste. When the early winter came, the cold of the wasteland became even more severe because there were no trees to shelter it.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The horses' hooves stomped a frost grass taller than its companions into the mud, and with a slight neighing and heavy breathing, more and more horses appeared on the meadow.

A moment later, more than 200 people appeared without warning on the largest wasteland in Dahan, a hundred miles away from Zhongjing City.

Although the wasteland was endless and uninhabited, they were still cautious and vigilant to surround a young man in a black robe in the middle.

"Childe, the road is not easy, you should be careful. The man who drove the horse next to the young man was clearly outstretched.

"Send me back to Damang safely, and I will pay double the silver. The man in black was tense all over, and obviously felt the tense atmosphere, so he didn't have the initial calmness when he spoke, and his voice trembled a little.

"Silver needs to be spent, first of all, we have to have a life to go back alive, don't you say? The practitioner tugged at the reins in his hand. The horse turned around and walked backwards in small steps. The six cultivators split into two teams, three of them followed the leader and turned around, while the other two cultivators leaned tightly beside the man in black.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. The Cultivator Commander suddenly chuckled, his tone mixed with disdain.

"Fu Gongzi, I think you should know that not everyone needs silver to do anything. I don't think it's too late for you to understand that. ”

The four horses carried the whole group away without looking back. Then he stopped at the entrance to the wasteland.

Fu Gongzi stopped the cultivator's words, looked at the mysterious wooden box tied to his arms, and was silent for a moment without speaking.

The group of two hundred men did not stop in the wasteland any longer, and headed north.

It was noon, and it was cold in this small wasteland.

The gray sky finally couldn't bear the pressure and tore open the otherwise smooth curtain, but it started to rain.

The raindrops were enveloped in cold air above the sky, and by the time they reached the ground, many of them had condensed together and crackled against the robes.

The horses neighed even more. Greet the hail of raindrops that have arrived.

The sound of horses' hooves coming from the rain on the wasteland road should still be on the path that the four cultivators had walked, and it was extremely far away, so it was reasonable to hear it, but of course as a cultivator, it could be heard very clearly.

"Big brother. The Cultivator Leader looked at his brother who was calling him beside him, nodded affirmatively, and looked to the end of his vision.

The wild grass, in the early winter, the grass is frosty yellow, and the rain tortures one after another, and the already excellent vision becomes clearer.

The rain was bleak and undense, and it could not obscure people's view.

I saw more than a dozen horses, moving at high speed along the only furnace.

The people on the swarthy horses were dressed in black robes, and their whole bodies were dark, as if the night had come to this world in advance during the day, and they were full of the smell of slaughter and gloom.

These black riders are lightning fast.

The horses' hooves crushed the mud on the road, and the field robes smashed the thin rain.

After the cultivator leader confirmed that there were also cultivators among the more than ten people on the other side, he was silent.

The horses under the crotch neighed restlessly and kicked the ground irritably.

One of them suddenly asked, "Big brother, what level are they?"

The cultivator leader frowned slightly, as if he couldn't believe his perception, and said, "The four cultivators are all in the Clear Void Realm. ”

Then he added: "One has reached its peak. ”

The questioner's face suddenly became uneasy, but it was only a moment before he returned to his original state.

The cultivator's face was slightly gloomy, and his eyes were still calm, but he was a little puzzled.

Because he couldn't figure out who it was, and since he had such strong strength, why did he drag it out until he reached the wasteland.

The Cultivator Leader stopped talking, but drew his sword from his belt.

The cold rain and the cold autumn wind hit his face, but it couldn't make the expression on his face change in the slightest.

His expression was calm, his arms trembling meaninglessly, and he quietly waited for the arrival of the enemy.

The three people beside him also wielded their swords, waiting for the battle to come.

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