"Only this once!" Xie Mingxiu finally couldn't stand it anymore, feeling that his eyes were like hooks, and said with a straight face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Thank you so much, brother!" Zhuang Yichen retracted his eyes with satisfaction.

A few days later, from Nanning Prefecture, a caravan of 100 people pulled a large number of mules and horses out of the city.

Zhuang Yichen was riding on a horse, looking like a bodyguard! At this time, he was a middle-aged man with a sallow face, and he looked a little ugly.

Although the martial arts did not unlock the blockade of the holy power, this disguise technique was a small way, and it was re-derived from the Dao species.

This caravan is run by a wealthy family in Datong Mansion, and it has been doing business back and forth to Nanning Mansion for four or five years.

Zhuang Yichen secretly gave away one of the caravan's bodyguard warriors, who was now staying in the secret prison of Nanning Mansion. Of course, Zhuang Yichen is naturally good to eat and drink, and he will release him later.

At this time, the caravan had already left Baxian for a hundred miles, and it was still two hundred miles away from the nearest county in Datong Prefecture.

It seems that the distance between the prefectures is much farther, and there are many wilderness mountains, and it is said that there are many bandits who occupy the mountains as kings.

It was getting dark, and the leader of the caravan seemed to be in a hurry, when he pointed ahead and shouted, "Speed up, and we'll camp in another twenty miles!"

The caravan of 100 people is actually not too large, more than half of the men escorting the goods alone, 30 bodyguards, and the rest are important people and personal maids in the caravan.

The leader of the caravan was a warrior in his fifties, with eyes as sharp as an eagle and a strong body, and he was a strong man at the peak of martial arts.

The speed of the entire caravan increased by twenty percent with this sentence, and Zhuang Yichen's eyes fell on one of the carriages of the caravan, this time there seemed to be a very important person in the caravan.

The sound of tapping and tapping echoed around the empty road, and it sounded particularly unsettling.

Everyone's faces were slightly nervous, after all, in such an environment, some courage would be discharged.

"It seems to be a little too quiet!" Zhuang Yichen suddenly felt a sense of danger. It's a pity that the divine soul in the virtual realm is suppressed too much! If it is in the Shenlong Continent, the divine soul is swept away, it is a thousand zhang range, and there is nothing to hide if you want to plot against yourself.

"Stop!" the leader suddenly shouted, grabbing the reins of his crotch violently. The horse roared in pain, and the sound of arrows in the sky was heard.

"Defend in place!" roared the caravan leader, leaping from his horse and slamming his fist out.

The scribes in the bodyguards immediately wrote defensive battle poems, but in the end they were still a little slower, and the ordinary men had already been killed by arrows.

"Damn!" the leader of the caravan cursed secretly, but this caravan was very experienced after all, and the rest of the men immediately surrounded the ten carriages in a circle and hid inside.

When a caravan walks, it is common to prepare some defensive wagons, which are filled with sand and gravel, and can form a formation to protect themselves.

Zhuang Yichen quietly followed a large army and hid in the inner circle, while the leader of the caravan turned over in the air and stood on a carriage and shouted: "Who dares to touch my Ning family's caravan!"

"Boom, Ning family caravan, so majestic!" The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and soon a black-clothed man with thirty horsemen appeared, the leader of which was extremely large, and a pair of triangular eyes flashed with cruel light.

"Black-clothed thieves, you're not eating on this road!" said the caravan leader's face changed suddenly.

The black-clad thief is the most notorious bandit in the nearby provinces, powerful and comes and goes!

The caravans that they plundered were basically chickens and dogs, and there was no grass. And their strength is strong, it is said that the big leader among them has the strength of the middle rank of Wen Jinshi, and he can also be called a hero.

In this troubled world, no mansion master is willing to expend his strength to encircle and suppress the black-clothed thieves! And this terrifying gang of robbers is also very wise, and has never touched the things of the government.

So it's a nightmare for all caravans, and of course if you can satisfy the black-clad thief, you can avoid death.

"It doesn't matter which way we eat!You should understand that since you have met us, you must be satisfied with us!" said the leading black-clothed thief with a smile, he is only the peak strength of the martial arts people, but there are four black-clothed thieves who have the same strength as him.

"What do you want, as long as it doesn't hurt people's lives, all our goods can be used as life money for you!" The caravan leader quickly made a decision, but Zhuang Yichen's eyes had a different color.

The property of this trading house was worth at least 100,000 taels of silver, and he actually said that he would give it up? And he gave it up a little too quickly and decisively.

"Well, in that case, you leave everything behind, let's go!" said the triangular-eyed black-clad thief with a big laugh.

Many of the caravan looked at the caravan leader with relieved faces. However, seeing that his fists were still clenched, how could he look half relaxed.

"You're very smart! If it were normal, maybe I would have let you go, but it's a pity that the leader has already died!" said the triangular black-clothed thief with a twinkle in his eyes.

Then he waved his hand and shouted: "Kill! All men will be killed, and women will be left alive!"

Originally, he wanted to sneak attack when the caravan relaxed its vigilance and left, but he didn't expect that the other party was also an old man who was not easy to fool.

In addition to being ruthless to his prey, the black-clothed thief is also extremely harsh on himself, even if he is the henchman of the big leader, he does not have much preferential treatment.

"Everyone hears it, you can only survive if you fight to the death!" shouted the leader of the caravan, and his body flew out and threw a violent punch, and even the air seemed to burst.

He directly entangled the two strongest people on the other side, and attacked like a mad attack!

Rao is two black-clothed robber powerhouses with the same strength as him, and under the fighting style, they can only take a defensive position for the time being.

"Kill!" At this time, everyone in the caravan already knew that it was inevitable to fight to the death, and both the scribes and warriors used their best to resist the enemy.

More than a dozen warriors also rushed out, and their bodies were immediately shrouded in the defense of the scribes' war poems.

"It's good to come!" Several black-clothed thieves showed cruelty in their eyes, although they were few, their strength was much stronger.

But the caravan already had the heart to fight to the death at this time, and its combat power suddenly increased by three percent, and it actually stopped the battle for a while.

However, Zhuang Yichen knew that this was just an illusion, if it weren't for the caravan leader desperately attacking and pinning down the two strongest opponents, it would already be a one-sided situation at this time.

But this situation will not last long, and when the spirit of the caravan leader is exhausted, it will be the moment when the entire caravan is killed.

Unless there is a miracle, this may be the inevitable end.