There are so many treasures in the cave in the belly of the mountain, the whole half of the cave is full, and the wealth in it probably really needs the accumulation of several generations of a wealthy tribe like the Lintian tribe to have this scale, and even the six saint-level warriors including Zhao Hong are very hard to carry.

Some of the things in it are not worth much and can be rude, while others need to be handled with care.

Those antiquities are worthless if they are damaged, and there are small boxes the size of a fist, which contain jewelry or medicinal materials, which are stacked at will for fear of damage, so they can only be transported down the mountain with the boxes, and they need to be handled with care in the process, these people don't have any tools, just with two hands, to be honest, it's really a very troublesome thing.

The things that filled half of the cave were sent down one after another.

Seeing that the last few boxes of things in the cave were sent to the bottom of the mountain, Zhao Hong breathed a sigh of relief, and he picked up the last big box in the cave, which was a gorgeous dress sewn from the fur of the jaw of the young beast, which was relatively small in size, and should be the figure of the original chief of the Lintian tribe.

Zhao Hong can't wear it, but he can sell it, or find someone to change the size and wear it again.

Zhao Hong carried the box along the passage to the exit, lifted the box above his head, and jumped off Lintian Mountain.

In mid-air, Zhao Hong used his life force to slow down continuously, and finally fell to the ground silently, Zhao Hong found a place and gently put the box on the ground.

Subconsciously, he was about to jump up and return to the cave in the sky, but he just made a movement and stopped.

Zhao Hong let out a sigh of relief, and said secretly in his heart: "I've run too much, I'm used to it, and now there's nothing in it, so I don't have to go back." ”

At this time, the convoy of deliveries had arrived. This stuff is being sorted out.

The person who had just carried the items with Zhao Hong came over, and Zhao Hong also took a few steps up and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you for your help, if it weren't for your help, I don't know when I would get it, and this time I will not let you work in vain." ”

Zhao Hong has already planned to come up with a large sum of money to thank these people.

When those people heard Zhao Hong say this, they hurriedly refused: "Don't say this, we were ordered to help, how can we get paid, if Mr. is really interested, remember our names, and take care of each other in the future." ”

How could they not see that Zhao Hong's status was different from them.

If you can get in touch with Zhao Hong because of this little thing of helping today, it will be a big bargain.

And the things here seem to be very valuable, but these holy warriors are all arrogant, and ordinary belongings have long been ignored, even if there are more.

Zhao Hong came to Lintian Mountain and found Jingdong Valley, the two talked for a while, and Zhao Hong decided to go back to the Lintian tribe first to wait for the news of the White Snake City Lord.

In fact, Zhao Hong estimated that after so much time, the White Snake City Lord still had no news at all, and he was afraid that he had been killed at this moment.

And Jing Donggu decided to stay here and dig on Lintian Mountain to see if he could find something, and at the same time told Zhao Hong that if he found something unusual in the batch of things he took away, he must inform himself.

After Zhao Hong agreed, he came to the bottom of the mountain, watched the people of the convoy take inventory of the items, loaded the car at the same time, packed up the park, and then set off in the direction of White Snake City.

Zhao Hong found a relatively spacious car, rode on it, and headed all the way towards White Snake City.

He found a place in the car and lay down, closed his eyes and entered the real dream.

Entering the real dream has become a habit of Zhao Hong, especially for Zhao Hong's body like the god of dreams, dreams have more important meaning than reality.

The convoy was heading in the direction of White Snake City, and before he got out of this forest sea, Zhao Hong felt that something was wrong, Zhao Hong's feeling was very keen, and his eyes opened when he noticed something wrong.

Zhao Hong is completely different from these ordinary people in the convoy, even in the sound of people talking to each other and the wheels rolling in the convoy, Zhao Hong can still hear other sounds in this relatively quiet forest, but this sound is faint, it seems to be nothing.

But it is true that there are different sounds, like footsteps, and there are many of them.

They were coming in the direction of their own convoy.

Zhao Hong opened his eyes, jumped up, jumped up on a tall tree, looked at the past from a distance, and found that he could faintly see many people moving towards here in the extreme distance.

They were disorganized but not scattered, speeding through the woods and pursuing in the direction of the convoy. Looking at it coldly, there are about four or five hundred people, and the most terrifying thing is that these four or five hundred people are not ordinary people, they are all warriors!

Of course, a team composed entirely of warriors was nothing to Zhao Hong, and they were not powerful warriors.

However, Zhao Hong still frowned when he saw them, because Zhao Hong felt that something was wrong, but if it was a person of this level, he should not be any threat to himself.

Zhao Hong decided to observe it a little more, and he jumped under the tree to find Huang Xing, the leader of the convoy.

In front of Huang Xing, Zhao Hong hurriedly said respectfully: "Zhao Hong Immortal, do you have something?"

Zhao Hong stretched out his hand and pointed in that direction and said, "Not far behind us, there is a team of warriors approaching, about four or five hundred people, you let the people in the convoy get ready." ”

Huang Xing was taken aback, four or five hundred soldiers was impossible in Huang Xing's opinion.

What a group of thieves it must be to be able to dispatch four or five hundred soldiers!

Especially in this area close to White Snake City, it has always been calm, and even if there are thieves to raid, it will not be on such a large scale.

And this team is very low-key, and the personnel are trustworthy, so that no news leaks out.

Who will send four or five hundred fighters to intercept for their sake?

Is it passing by?

Seeing Huang Xing's thoughts, Zhao Hong didn't bother to explain to him, but said coldly: "I said yes, where are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Yes!" Huang Xing naturally didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly called out to his subordinates, asked his subordinates to gather, gathered the convoy, and then quickly found a suitable terrain, lined up the cars in the convoy into a circle, and formed a simple formation.

Zhao Hong sighed when he saw this, and asked them to prepare, which seemed to be useless.

These people are really just ordinary people, because they expected that they would follow, and their safety was guaranteed, so they didn't bring guards because of the idea that people would be safer and less likely to jump.

Some are just seven or eight small warriors who are not strong, and their strength is not enough to deal with this situation.