Although many cultivators in the caravan had the intention of revenge, they did not dare to go deep into Wuthering Heights, and could only watch the wolves retreat.

This attack made the leader of the caravan, as well as the deputy leader, aware of their dangerous situation. That night, they decided to pick up the pace and get out of Wuthering Heights as quickly as possible.

However, even so, for more than half a month, they were still frequently attacked by wolves.

Blue wolves, coyotes, snow wolves, two-headed wolves, and even bloody ......

Out of Wuthering Heights, the caravan was really relieved.

After a period of peace and stability, when they entered the White Tiger Mountain, they were attacked by the beasts again.

This time, it's the dragon turtle ape.

These striped black and white apes are large in size and have carapaces on their backs, and the carapace is clearly marked. Although the attack of the ape herd did not cause a large number of casualties, there was a lot of loss of goods, which made countless people's hearts bleed.

Lingyun's goods also suffered, and less than half of the goods of more than a dozen vehicles remained.

The morale of the caravan was greatly reduced, and these people worked desperately to make money. But these losses have made many people useless on this trip.

"This trip, I ran away in vain. ”

"Yesterday, I liquidated it, and I only earned less than two thousand spirit stones!"

"It's even worse on my side, and the goods have lost 30%. ”

"No matter how miserable it is, can the Zhang family be miserable? Their goods have already lost more than half of them!"

"Alas, if I knew this, it would be better to shrink into the family, why take the risk, but only make so much money!"

......

In this atmosphere, five days later, a group of white tigers attacked.

The caravan again suffered losses.

Seven days later, a herd of Flame Tigers attacked, the caravan's camp was covered in flames, and a large amount of cargo was burned.

The popularity of the crowd has fallen to a low point, and many people have lost all their money.

Ten days later, just as they were cheering for their imminent departure from the White Tiger Mountain Realm, a Qiqi appeared.

The five tigers are one Qiqi, and Qiqi is a tiger with wings.

It's like a tiger with wings, and that's it.

A poor man, at least the King of a Thousand Beasts. Because of the ability to fly, it is even more difficult.

In order to resist this poor strange, one of the deputy leaders of the caravan was unfortunately killed.

Qiqi followed the caravan and constantly harassed for hundreds of miles. In the end, the caravan deliberated and decided to abandon the chariot to protect the commander, and the strong man gave up nearly 100 slaves like a broken wrist.

Most of these slaves were disabled, and they wailed, cursed, or cried for mercy, but none of them changed their fate.

In the end, Qiqi had a full meal and left satisfied.

Away from Baihu Mountain, the caravan had a good rest, and the leaders of each family did not hesitate to reward, which finally boosted morale and eased their spirits.

The size of the caravan has been reduced by less than half.

However, after this cruel elimination and tempering, the caravan has some elite temperament, and as long as it starts again, it will be another elite team.

"I've been in business for many years, and this is the most difficult time. ”

"These beasts, I don't know what madness they have done, attack so often!"

"At the end of this trip, I retired from the army. ”

"Either way, the business needs to reassess the risk......"

"The main reason is that these mountains are uninhabited, and there are no cottages stationed and cleared, so that these wild beasts can grow freely and cannot be contained. ”

Some people lament, some people are disheartened, and some people still retain hope, after all, no one knows what lies ahead.

But bad luck seems to have entangled this caravan. During the rest of the journey, there were not only various herds of beasts, but also many more swarms of insects and wild poisonous insects.

As the number of caravans dwindled, people no longer cared about profit and loss, and they began to feel the pressure of life and death.

A lot of goods are actively discarded in pursuit of speed, as long as they survive.

The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping.

The caravan passed through the mountains and forests, and everyone was silent, tired and numb, and demoralized.

Many were bandaged and had injuries ranging from severity to severity. In the bumpy mountain road, they walked forward step by step, their mood was very depressed, and they were silent.

No one stood up and told everyone what to do, and no one was in such a mood anymore.

It rained yesterday, and the trail became muddy and slippery, making it difficult to walk.

A pallet truck loaded with goods, with its right wheel, unfortunately stuck in the mud. The cooing chicken of the trailer craned its neck, hissed, and struggled to step, but it did not move.

At this point, put both hands on the back of the cart and lift the wheels out of the mud puddle with a forceful lift.

It was Ling Yun who made the shot.

He clapped his hands easily, thousands of catties of goods were not too heavy in his hands.

However, although the cart got out of the quagmire, the wheels were inexplicably stuck and no longer turned.

Su Nuan on the side bent down and checked the wheels of the board.

After being in the caravan for so long, she has also learned a lot in order to disguise her identity, and she has completely integrated into it.

"What is this?" she reached out and wiped the axle, her eyes glinting with doubt.

There seems to be something hidden in the axle break-in, which is constantly grinding into a fine black-gray powder as the wheels move forward.

These fine powders, falling on the ground, are not visible at all.

Su Nuan touched it with his hand, his hands were covered with this fine powder, and as soon as he grinded, the powder turned into a greasy piece.

"Oh, here's the oil powder I put on the wheels, it lubricates and makes the cart move more smoothly. Ling Yun walked over and took out the cotton handkerchief from his arms, Su Nuan didn't react yet, grabbed Su Nuan's hand, and wiped it clean in three or two clicks.

Then he crouched down, reached out and fumbled, and the wheels were moving again.

"Let's go. He wiped the oil powder off his hand and patted Su Nuan's shoulder with a smile.

Su Nuan looked at his hand in a daze, then came back to his senses and caught up with Ling Yun.

The two of them proceeded.

Su Nuan walked slower and slower, and the doubts in her heart rose, forming a thick and indissolvable haze.

She felt that something was wrong, how could Ling Yun be so kind?

"When did Lingyun get this powder? Why didn't I know all along...... Was it at the beginning, or at Golden Mountain and Wuthering Heights......? He didn't really care about the caravan all along, and the caravan lost so much, and he didn't see him frown. How can you be so careful, and still pay attention to this little problem of lubrication of the board car? Weird, weird!"

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed in Su Nuan's mind like lightning, perhaps Ling Yun's malice had already been emanated.

In an instant, her body shook suddenly, and her pupils shrank sharply to the size of a pinpoint.

One possibility, in her head, seemed to be a voice constantly echoing in the deep valley.

She froze in place, her heart filled with shock!

For a long time, the cooing chicken, which had been walking past her, suddenly chirped. The voice woke her up.

Ling Yun's back was already far away, and he was gradually about to disappear into the crowd in front of him.

"This guy ......" Su Nuan lowered her head, her blue eyes flashing with a cold glow in the shadow of the straw hat.

The sun is completely setting in the twilight, and the stars slowly appear in the night sky.

Beside a river beach, the caravan stopped advancing and decided to stay here for the night.

However, halfway through the camp, a group of cold owl cats appeared near the camp.

The person in charge of the duty immediately shouted.

"There's a herd, it's a cat!"

"Stop working immediately and form a team to take precautions!"

"These damn brutes, I just had a bite of dinner......"

The people cursed and ran in all directions, and thanks to the suffering and grinding of the previous paragraph, the caravan people soon formed a tight line of defense.

The cold owl cat is like a leopard, with unusual agility and an owl-like face. A pair of huge eyes, almost half of the face, shimmered in the darkness with a cyan glow.

Elvis screamed violently, and the herd of owls rushed towards the camp like a tide.

"Kill!" the cultivators on the front line shouted.

For a time, colorful brilliance flashed, flames burned, rock and soil smashed, and electric light flashed......

During the attack, countless owls fell, but the follow-up owls followed.

"Oh my God, this is a large group of cold owl cats. Someone yelled.

"Ah, help me!!" Somewhere in the defense line finally couldn't hold up, and a cultivator was knocked down by three owl cats together. The screams stopped abruptly, and blood splattered.

"Quick, plug that gap. "Two cultivators were sent for reinforcements.

But to no avail, the gap is getting bigger and bigger, and it is gradually affecting the entire line of defense.

"Retreat, retreat!" As a last resort, everyone retreated to the second line of defense. In the fierce offensive and defensive battle, the situation came to a stalemate.

"Link the carts and carriages together, pile up the goods, and form a high wall!"

After the second line of defense, the third line of defense is being urgently erected.

A large number of slaves carried goods, sweating profusely, and no one could afford to be lazy.

Ling Yun picked up a huge wooden box, and Su Nuan suddenly walked over and put his hand on the other side.

On the surface, she seemed to be helping Ling Yun, but in fact, she leaned into Ling Yun's ear and gritted her teeth and said, "You guy, you attracted this group of cold owl cats, right?"

Ling Yun seemed taken aback: "Why do you say this?"

"Don't pretend. Those fine powders are very weird, I don't believe that people like you would be kind enough to consider these details!" Su Nuan lowered his voice.

"Hehehe, you've finally found out. Ling Yun did not deny it.

Su Nuan couldn't help grinding his teeth, it turned out that the caravan had encountered frequent attacks along the way, all of which were Ling Yun's "credit"!

The two of them carried a wooden box, moving slowly, and the flow of people around them, shouting, and their attention was focused on this assault battle. No one would pay attention to the whispers of Fang Bai and the others.

"Why are you doing this?" asked Su Nuan after a moment of silence.

"Huh. Ling Yun smiled, "You guess?"