Saying that, the middle-aged man thought for a while before continuing: "That's it, I'll take you to see Miss! If Miss agrees to let you accompany you, then naturally there will be no problem! But if Miss doesn't agree, then I'll have no choice! However, Miss has always been kind-hearted, and she shouldn't die without help." ”

"Thank you, sir... Thank you, sir......"

When Ming Xuan heard this, he quickly showed a look of great joy and thanked the middle-aged man again and again.

In fact, the direction he had just traveled had been heading towards Sand City. Because only after arriving in Shacheng can he find a quiet secret room to retreat and recover from his injuries. If you were to recover from retreat in this desert, the risk would be too great. It's not good, a demon beast may jump out at any time, and it will end his life while he is in retreat! So Ming Xuan doesn't want to take such a risk!

Immediately after, Ming Xuan, led by the middle-aged man, climbed the sand dunes and reached the other side of the sand dunes.

On the other side of the sand dunes, there was an extremely large convoy, with more than a dozen large carriages, and there were several servants and maids standing around the carriages, and dozens of black-armored guards.

At the same time, it was not a horse that pulled the cart, but more than a dozen camel beasts that had not yet advanced to become demon beasts. The head and horns of this beast resemble that of a camel, but the body is shaped like a strong ox, hence the name of the camel-oxen. Moreover, this beast is extremely docile and easy to domesticate. In addition, its huge feet can walk on the ground in the soft desert, so it has naturally become the best tool for people in the Eastern Desert to pull a cart and a means of transportation.

The middle-aged man led Ming Xuan straight to the most luxurious first carriage, and then bent down to salute the carriage and said, "Miss, all the elders of this young man died in the mouth of the demon beast, and he was the only one who escaped under the cover of the elders. He is only a first-order mortal, and he will definitely not be able to survive in this vast desert. So ......"

However, before the middle-aged man's words were finished, he was interrupted by a crisp female voice that suddenly came from the carriage: "For such a trivial matter, Uncle Jiating is in charge himself, there is no need to ask me!"

Then, I saw a pair of jade hands gently open the curtain of the carriage, and a face with a purple veil poked out. Although Ming Xuan couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly, it was not difficult to deduce from the woman's voice and the pair of eyes that were like autumn water, that this woman's age would definitely not exceed twenty-five years old.

And what made Ming Xuan feel a little shocked was that this woman was still a spiritual cultivator, and her strength was around that of a ninth-order spiritual disciple.

I saw that the woman glanced at Ming Xuan before she spoke again: "Uncle Jiating, find him a clean set of clothes to change into, and then let him rest in the last carriage!"

After saying that, the woman also lowered the door curtain again, with a look of no longer wanting to talk to Li Mingxuan and Jia Ting.

Ming Xuan listened to what the woman said, and then he looked himself up and down, and found that his clothes were basically hanging on his body like strips of cloth, his hair was unkempt, and his face was wrapped in yellow sand, which did look extremely miserable and sloppy. No wonder the woman didn't want to bother with him anymore.

Subsequently, Ming Xuan was taken to the last carriage by Jia Ting, and sent someone to bring him a set of coarse cloth green shirts from a small servant.

Of course, in the entire carriage, there must not be only Ming Xuan, but in addition to him, there are three or four small servants huddled together. Those little guys saw that Mingxuan was arranged by Jiating, but they didn't dare to have any disrespect for Mingxuan at all.

After resting in place for a while, the convoy soon set off again. From the moment Ming Xuan got into the carriage, he sat in the corner at the back of the carriage alone, and after secretly swallowing a few pills, he slowly recovered from his injuries.

Seeing this, several other little guys couldn't help but become more curious about Ming Xuan, and they secretly stared at Ming Xuan one by one.

The convoy walked like this for five days!

Five days later, in the evening, the convoy finally stopped again and was stationed in a stone pile.

During these five days, Ming Xuan sat motionless in the carriage to recover from his injuries, except for the occasional walk when the convoy was resting.

Of course, along the way, Mingxuan also learned about the origin of this team from several small guys in the same car.

This is the Shacheng Zhong family, a transport convoy of fourth-rate family forces. This time, after going to the land of Zhongchuan to sell some monster beasts, and purchasing some required items, he returned to the convoy in Sand City.

In the entire convoy, the largest number of people is naturally the black armor guards of the mortal realm, and Jia Ting is the leader of this group of mortal black armor guards.

These black-armored guards were a group of well-trained mortals, all of them with dark skin and strong physiques, and they all had a murderous aura on their bodies, and they had obviously seen blood.

And what shocked Ming Xuan the most was that it was such a group of mortals, coupled with the black armor bow specially made with the bones and meridians of the demon beasts in their hands, and with the orderly cooperation, even if it was impossible to kill the first-order high-level demon beasts and ninth-order spirit disciples.

What's more, among this group of mortal black-armored guards, Ming Xuan has never even seen a single mortal martial cultivator. Obviously, the cultivation of ordinary martial arts is not prevalent in the frozen film. This point couldn't help but make Ming Xuan feel a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Ming Xuan's eyes couldn't help but suddenly light up - if a person who cultivates a martial artist is allowed to wear this black armor and use a black armor bow, wouldn't it mean that it is possible to double the combat power of a person who cultivates a mortal martial artist!

Then Ming Xuan also secretly made up his mind in his heart, and when he arrived in Shacheng, he must have the idea to find this black armor bow and the refining method of black armor. If this thing can be fully equipped with the Ming family's martial arts medicine collection team, it will definitely become a not weak combat power of the Ming family!

In addition, in the entire convoy, sitting in the first carriage was the Zhong family's eldest lady Zhongqin, whose strength was in the ninth-order spirit disciple. In the carriage after her, except for the last two carriages, where the attendant maid and the servant were seated, in each of the other carriages was a spiritual person.

And when the carriage that Ming Xuan was riding in arrived the next day, the little guy who was in the same carriage with him had never returned since he left the carriage. Obviously, Ming Xuan's recovery from retreat should have been passed on to Jia Ting and Zhongqin by a group of small people. Therefore, the carillon left the last carriage for Ming Xuan to use.

For this speculation, Ming Xuan also got it through the attitude of everyone when they saw him in the next three days!

And the strongest among all the spiritual cultivators was an old man about sixty years old sitting in the carriage in the middle, the realm was around the first-order spiritual master, and he was a guarantor hired by the Zhong family for a lot of money. Most of the spiritual cultivators in the other carriages were in their thirties and forties, and their strength ranged from spiritual disciples to spiritual people.

In the past few days, Ming Xuan has naturally taken the opportunity to secretly check everyone in the team, so he naturally knows the strength of these people well!

In addition, after Ming Xuan recovered from a five-day retreat, his injuries in his body had also recovered a lot. Although he hasn't fully recovered, he's already better, and now he prides himself on having no problem dealing with people below the Spirit King.

Now that his injuries have almost recovered, Ming Xuan has no intention of continuing to lie in the carriage. Moreover, the cheers and shouts of everyone outside also made Ming Xuan unable to calm down at all.

Then, Ming Xuan also slowly walked down from the carriage. I saw a large group of people gathered in the center of the camp, and in the center was a large bonfire, and above the bonfire was a large piece of barbecue, and at the same time, several large jars of wine were placed next to it, as if they were celebrating something!

When Ming Xuan slowly approached with curiosity, he found that in the entire convoy, except for him, everyone else had already come out. All the spiritual people, including the carillon and the old man, sat around the campfire.

At this time, Jia Ting was smiling and grinning and walking towards him with a small jar of wine and a large bowl of barbecue, just bumping into him.

"Xuan Ming Xiaoyou, you're down!" Jia Ting looked at Ming Xuan with some surprise, and continued to smile and said, "Little friend, in order to celebrate the successful conclusion of our trip, we are holding a party." Although you are not one of us, you can travel with us for five days, which can be regarded as sharing weal and woe, so the young lady specially sent me some wine and meat to you. ”

As he spoke, Jia Ting also shook the wine jar and barbecue in his hand at Ming Xuan with eyebrows.

Seeing this, Ming Xuan hurriedly showed a flattered look and bent over and said, "Lord Jiating has tormented me! It is already a great honor for the boy to be rescued and taken in by the Lord and Miss Zhongqin, how dare you call me a little friend?"

"Hehe, Xiaoyou has been sitting in the carriage for a retreat, and I have also heard from those subordinates! So Miss and Jiating have the courage to guess that Xiaoyou should be an extraordinary talent, right?" Although Jiating asked Mingxuan tentatively, the respect on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

"Senior Jiating said that it was a joke! The kid did encounter some special circumstances at that time, and his own strength was completely reduced, and he was not the enemy of the Sandstone Python at all! So, it was you who killed the Sandstone Python and saved me, and that was actually not false!" Ming Xuan did not answer Jiating's inquiry head-on, but responded from the side with a smile.

When Jia Ting heard this, he naturally heard the deep meaning of Ming Xuan's words, and he couldn't help but hurriedly laugh at Ming Xuan's face full of kindness.