"Hmph! Fortunately, Lord Zhao didn't worry about you, so he specially sent me over, otherwise he would really have escaped! You waste, you are really more than enough to succeed!" The Taoist priest surnamed Huang snorted coldly and said very unceremoniously.

Instead of getting angry, the cavalry leader lowered his head and said respectfully: "It's the incompetence of his subordinates, I'm tired of Master Huang!"

Although he was humiliated by the dwarf Taoist, he did not look unconvinced at all, he was obedient, not angry, and did not dare to be angry.

Because "Master Huang" and them are not the same kind of people, not at the same level, and their status in the caravan is only second to the big slave owner Zhao Dongsheng, it can be said that the power is very great!

Besides, if people want to kill them, they only need one thought!

The status is not comparable, and the strength is even more different, how dare they not be convinced?

"Master Huang" snorted coldly again, and with a slight move of his hand, a silver light flew out of the grass in the distance, and after crossing an arc in the air, it landed steadily in his hand.

The leader took a sneak peek, and saw that it was a silver glittering collar, delicate and small, very beautiful, with dots of light and sand on the circle, like stars, covering every part, and it looked even more strange.

This "Master Huang" seems to cherish this thing very much, and as soon as the leader took a look, he quickly flipped his hand and put it away, as if it was a great loss to be looked at!

"What about that man, is he dead? More than sixty cavalrymen were tossed into such a miserable way by a slave, it's a shame! Bring him here!" Master Huang said in a deep voice.

Wang Fan had already been tied up by the swarming cavalry at this moment and carried it in front of Master Huang.

I saw that his facial features were distorted, his expression was exaggerated, his teeth were grinning, and his face was full of "Lao Tzu doesn't believe it", but he had closed his eyes tightly and was unconscious.

Even if he was tied up, the cavalry around him still looked vigilant, clutching the blade in his hand, and his eyes were very nervous.

I was really scared of Wang Fan's "show", this kind of physical fitness is simply perverted, and the combat effectiveness is off the charts, they are all battle-hardened people, and they have not seen powerful characters, but they have only heard of the characters who can kill seven in and seven out of the army, and today is the first time I have seen it!

This is still taking advantage of the number of people, war horses, war armor, and blades, if Wang Fan had a good horse at the beginning, iron armor, and advantageous weapons, their losses might be even greater than now.

An unarmed man, surrounded by more than 60 well-equipped cavalry, can still play to death more than 30 people, and the leader is almost split in half, this is simply a "flower show"!

When "Master Huang" saw Wang Fan, he immediately frowned, because Wang Fan's body didn't look very strong, he didn't look like he was tall, he didn't have a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he didn't look like a fierce man who "can run a horse on his arms and stand on his fists".

For mortals, a large part of strength depends on physical fitness, and Wang Fan seems to have broken this rule.

The dwarf Taoist's eyes narrowed, he was very suspicious of Wang Fan, and beckoned: "Bring him over!"

Bang! bang, Wang Fan was thrown at the feet of the dwarf Taoist priest, face down, only to see a big bag swollen on the back of his head, and there was a B on the eye, which was shocking.

The dwarf Taoist squatted down, put his hand on the top of Wang Fan's head, the mana fluctuated, and a blue light flew into his body, starting from the top of his head, the blue light circled over the limbs and hundreds of bones, the eight veins of the strange meridians, and finally wandered in a circle from the soles of his feet and flew back.

In his perception, Wang Fan's body couldn't be more normal, and there was nothing unusual.

The dwarf Taoist frowned, stood up, and said softly: "It's that I'm thinking too much, this person is not a mage, just an ordinary person who has no Taoism, but it is true that his bones are amazing, and his physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, but he is a natural cultivation wizard, peerless beauty." ”

It turned out that the dwarf Taoist priest was suspecting that Wang Fan was a monk, so he made a probe, after all, his performance was indeed amazing.

"Eh, Master Huang, this person is a slave ......" The leader hurriedly reminded him carefully, for fear that the dwarf would suddenly say that he would accept this person as an apprentice or something, and he was protected by Master Huang, and it was really a grass chicken turning into a phoenix.

This slave killed so many of his subordinates, and almost killed him, if he can finally become a master of Huang and have to teach the true inheritance of Taoism, then it will really be a dog!

The dwarf Taoist priest could see at a glance what the leader was thinking, and immediately sneered: "Don't think about it, what if you are a genius? What Lao Tzu hates the most is genius! Hmph!"

The leader breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the dwarf Taoist priest did not interfere, Wang Fan would be taken back and at his disposal. This time, the loss of the ghost guard is so big, and the news has not been transmitted back, but it can already be imagined that Zhao Dongsheng is like thunder, and the people who offended Zhao Dongsheng and fell into his hands again, then there is no need to think about it, it will definitely be very miserable and miserable!

"Master Huang, wait for your subordinates to deal with the post-war affairs, and then set off to join the master. The cavalry leader said.

"Well, go ahead, try to hurry, don't waste time!" the dwarf Taoist priest seemed to lose interest and waved his hand.

The leader of the cavalry saluted, turned around and commanded the people around him: "Hold this slave in custody, keep it well, and do not neglect it." ”

The prison car came with the team, and a special seat had already been prepared for Wang Fan.

"Wait a minute!" the dwarf Taoist priest suddenly spoke.

"What else is the matter with the Master?"

The dwarf Taoist priest directly threw over a ball of things, and the cavalry leader hurriedly took it, and when he saw it, he saw that it was a rope that was pulled up, very thin, with a beautiful yellow-brown pattern, very shiny.

He looked at the dwarf Taoist priest in bewilderment.

"This person is very physical, he can't be careless, this is made of wire snake snake skin, it is extremely tough, it is invulnerable, it can be used to tie this person to ensure stability, I don't want to have any more trouble. The dwarf Taoist explained.

The cavalry leader was overjoyed, and thanked him again and again, Originally, he was worried that Wang Fan would find a chance to escape, and he wanted to abolish him first, but he didn't expect the dwarf Taoist priest to solve the problem directly, it was simply an intimate little padded jacket!

Wang Fan, who was still in a deep coma, didn't know that after he was tied up with a thick rope, he was wrapped around the iron wire snakeskin rope, which can be said to be really unable to move.

The dwarf Taoist priest who was sitting not far away and closed his eyes to recuperate didn't know that Wang Fan had twelve divine needles in his body, sealing several major acupoints and locking the remnant soul to death.

(End of chapter)