Ma Yu swallowed his saliva and unconsciously took two steps back.

The sudden appearance of the person they were talking about had taken them by surprise, and now the man was moving forward slowly, the light of the fire already illuminating the contours of the face, cold and indifferent, light and dark, a little serious, even a kind of majesty of life and death.

He was speechless.

The horse's hooves clicked, as if agreed, and his breathing and heartbeat followed the rhythm of the sound of the horse's hooves, the sound of the horse's hooves, the sound of breathing, the sound of the horse's hooves, the sound of breathing, he wanted to control it, but it was completely useless.

The camp is like a breath of wind in the flatland.

Fear gradually grew in Ma Yu's heart, and he saw the big gong behind the man on horseback trembling, extending into the darkness behind, like a blanket of night.

Syllable.

The sound of horses' hooves stopped, but Ma Yu's heart suddenly became more and more depressed, and the liquor he drank was like a river and a sea in his empty stomach, and he almost wanted to turn over and vomit, and he might vomit blood.

There were more than forty people in the whole camp, and everyone had a knife at his waist, but at this time no one wanted to draw a knife, except for one person.

Zhou Chao's eyes flashed, because he was far away, he hadn't fallen into that kind of venting 'carnival' before, so he was not affected, his right hand was held on the hilt of the knife, the muscles on his forearm were raised, and the green tendons jumped under his clothes.

Forearm, Upper Arm, Shoulder, Back, Heel.

The power is as tight as a rope, and the qi flowes, naturally.

The eyes like black scorpions locked on the silent young man on horseback, and the horse chopping knife that had accompanied him for more than twenty years neighed uneasily in the sheath, but the sound was suppressed in the heavy breathing of more than forty people, almost as subtle as the chirping of spring grass insects.

Kill him.

A gross-looking crazy and extremely daring adventure came to him.

At this time, killing this person can minimize the impact of this matter by taking advantage of the madness of everyone just now, and then you can excuse yourself and say that you are worried that another horse thief will come, and you have to do this for the sake of everyone's net worth, and then take them away.

When you go to Tianxiong City in the next few days, contact the village, and the merchants will not encounter any more danger during this journey.

In this way, everyone will gradually believe that the medicine merchant who died tonight is the traitor of the horse thief, but they are full of gratitude to him for killing people for the caravan, and they will not want to stay in Tianxiong City at that time.

And after leaving the customs and going to the Western Regions, they couldn't escape.

The blade was slightly pulled up an inch, but it was clinging to the scabbard.

At that time, the faster the knife the better, the more fierce the better, the more ruthless the better, fierce, fast, in order to kill, but when he traveled in the Central Plains, he learned the Central Plains warrior's 'Tibetan knife', the knife is in the sheath, the edge is not exposed, it is a more powerful killing technique.

The inside of the old cowhide scabbard was sealed with gold and iron, which could block the blade, and the force of his arm became greater and greater, and the blade pressed the scabbard tightly, and the strength continued to accumulate, and when it was completely unsheathed, the knife would burst out with far greater power than usual.

His eyes lifted an inch slightly and he looked.

The man on horseback was unaware.

At this time, there was a small sound from the grass next to him, and after a few breaths, a person stumbled out, and everyone subconsciously looked over, and the person slapped the dust on his body and scolded in his mouth:

"Grandma's, the road here is really difficult to walk, and I almost fell into a pit when I went to put some water...... The pickled pit that was cursed by God, one day grandpa came back to fill you! ”

The appearance is rough and a little ugly, with a knife hanging on one side of the belt, and some hidden weapons inserted upside down.

But the guard, who had just drunk too much and had gone out to put some water on his back, approached the camp, and first found that everyone had quieted down, which made people's hearts a little frightened, and then he saw the red horse that was very thin.

The words shouted by the big guy just now had not yet dissipated in his mind, and as soon as the wine rushed, the eyes of this barely nine-rank foreign martial artist widened angrily, and without thinking, he scolded repeatedly in his mouth:

"I said what's going on, it's you kid! You still have the fucking face to come back?! ”

"Look, look, grandma, I think you're embarrassed......"

"At the beginning, a poor acid medicine merchant rode a thin horse, but as soon as the shopkeeper Sun had an accident, you have such a valuable thing, I think it's right, it's the cottage that your kid contacted, get down for Lao Tzu!"

While scolding, he stumbled towards the body of the man on horseback, and when he got closer and saw the ink knife hanging on the side of the saddle, he scolded again:

"Take a wooden knife, pretend, pretend, what?!"

The right hand that was stretched out to the big sword hung low, grabbed the ink knife next to the saddle, the arc of the knife was emitting a cold light, he subconsciously used enough strength, but he never thought that this knife was so light, not even as good as a wood, this time the force was too great, and the ink knife was slammed up.

The guard screamed in panic, and the whole person staggered back two steps, and fell to the ground on his back, the sleeves of his clothes just happened to be thrown into the fire, and he rolled on the ground before the fire was extinguished, and the clean clothes became dirty and embarrassed.

At the moment, he was angry and depressed in his heart, and he almost pulled out a knife to kill someone, stood up with a knife, and glared angrily at Wang Anfeng on horseback, and wanted to carry the knife in his hand to slash his head and cover his face.

When he raised his head, his body stiffened suddenly.

I can't say why, it's like a cold air crawls up down my spine and wraps around my neck, so cold that he can't speak.

Immediately, the young man's expression was indifferent, and he returned the knife almost uncontrollably.

The ink knife was in his hand, and the invisible energy between Wang Anfeng's right fingers dissipated, if it weren't for the fact that he had been pulling this knife with all his strength just now, how could a mere nine-rank martial artist with a stronger physique than ordinary people wield this knife?

Wang Anfeng hung the knife on the saddle, turned over and dismounted, glanced at the people around him with a pair of eyes, no one dared to look at him, I don't know why, even if the knife just now was obviously not heavy, but no one dared to provoke again.

Wang Anfeng silently retracted his gaze, strode to the side of the flame in the middle, shook his head, and sat down cross-legged. The mutton in the copper pot was boiling, the soup was boiling white, and he casually threw a large amount of chili powder and spices into the white iron crockpot next to him, and the pure white soup was dyed with a layer of red, and the aroma was fragrant.

Immediately, he took a pair of unused chopsticks from the side, picked up a piece of fat and lean meat, put it in his mouth, and chewed it steadily.

Ma Yu saw that his body was straight and his shoulders were broad, and he had clearly seen it yesterday, but now it seemed that there was another person sitting here, that person was sitting in front of the fire, eating and drinking freely, and a strange feeling of relief appeared in his heart.

At this time, there was a laugh from the side.

Zhou Chao released his right hand from the hilt of the knife, and looked away from the blue and cold blade next to the saddle, feeling a little pity in his heart, if it wasn't for the fact that the anxious guard had broken something, his knife would have been split out now.

But now, even that guard can easily wield that ink knife, there must already be people in the caravan who are suspicious, how can such a heavy responsibility be handed over to a martial artist who doesn't even have nine grades in the Great Wilderness Village? At this time, he made a rash move, but it seemed extremely far-fetched and weak-hearted.

Pity.

He struggled, but he was still reluctant to accept the goods of this caravan, so he had to suppress his killing intent at the moment, and said with a smile:

"I thought, since Brother Pharmacist is back, it shouldn't be what we think, let's think about it, where will there be a person with that status, who will take the initiative to come back after his identity has been exposed?"

Ma Yu breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had found a way out, sat down with the situation, and said:

"I, I think, ...... the same"

The guard who had fallen now came back to his senses, and he didn't know what he would be afraid of at that time, so he was a little annoyed, and said, "If it's really a person from the Great Wilderness Village, how can you use that kind of paper knife that is lighter than wood?" ”

"Ahem, Zhao Guard, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"We're just worried about whether the pharmacist will fall into the hands of thieves, the mutton soup has just been cooked here, and the pharmacist will come back, it must be very cold outside, eat something quickly, warm up......"

Everyone in the caravan forgot what had just happened, and their faces were filled with relaxed and cheerful smiles, and the young man in black sat cross-legged in the middle of the fire, everyone smiling at him, as if they had just yelled at 'him'.

Zhou Chao had a heroic and reliable smile on his face.

Wang Anfeng held the porcelain bowl, his expression was calm, he took a sip of mutton soup, his eyes fell on the mutton soup, sandwiched a piece of meat, put it in the porcelain bowl and dipped it in the sauce, ate it in his mouth, chewed slowly, his eyes were focused, he looked at the soup, and said:

"I picked up some gold medicine on the way."

"You have a lot of injuries, do you want me to show you?"

The smile on Zhou Chao's face remained unchanged, and he said:

"Thank you, Brother Pharmacist, I've already dealt with my injuries."

"And those thieves are ruthless, but if it's just a golden medicine, the medicine is still a little insufficient."

Wang Anfeng looked at the boiling soup, looked cold, and said:

"Really?"

"I think that's enough."

Zhou Chao didn't care, laughed, and said, "Brother Pharmacist has a chance, but you still need to learn more pharmacology!" ”

Ma Yu sat in the crowd, listening to the two people who were very familiar, at least in the words of the conversation that were very familiar, for some reason, he felt like a storm was coming, and he couldn't breathe.

The flames rose and leaped, and the shadows of the two men danced.

Wang Anfeng's eyes were low, and he said:

"Really? That looks like I'm mistaken ......."

Zhou Chao laughed, looking heroic.

When everyone had eaten and drunk and he returned to his resting place, his expression was cold, his clothes were wet with sweat, and he raised his eyes to look a little farther away from here.

Wang Anfeng was sitting on a tree with his clothes.

Originally, he didn't believe that the other party's identity was a medicine dealer, but at this time, he believed that although he had seventeen stab wounds on his body, they were all controlled by himself, and he looked fierce and had a lot of blood, but in fact, it was only on the surface.

With the recovery ability of the sixth-rank martial artist, even if he didn't take the initiative to stimulate qi and blood, it was all healed now, so he refused to let others see his injuries, and even applied heavy medicine on it, but judging from what the guy said just now, this place that he thought was absolutely flawless has been seen through?!

He touched the knife, and the murderous intent in his heart almost couldn't be suppressed.

Gotta kill him!

If before, this medicine man had to die because he wanted a scapegoat, then now even if everyone will not doubt him, he will find a way to get rid of this unstable person.

Otherwise, sooner or later it will be out of the basket.

Wang Anfeng sat on the trunk of the tree in black, glanced at the direction of Zhou Chao quietly, then withdrew his gaze, leaned back, hid himself in the quiet shadow, and closed his eyes.

He was a little tired.

PS: Today's first update is presented......

Three thousand four hundred words.