Chapter 127: Hao Yun's bad luck

At night, Ling Feng and the others sat around the bonfire, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of repelling genggrass and rosin, the two fragrances were not unpleasant mixed together, but there was a peculiar smell of water and milk, which made people feel refreshed and happy. I don't know if it's because of the expulsion effect of the fragrance, or because I saw that the caravan was so crowded, there were no demonic beasts to harass it at night.

Dongfang Shan snorted and drank a small jar full of black-bone pheasant soup, patted her little belly with satisfaction, and her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon in the sky. Seeing Qiao Qiao's depressed expression beside her, she picked up a can of soup in a humble manner: "Sister Qiao Qiao, you drink it too." ”

"......" Qiao Qiao muttered, "Shanshan, you hurt your sister." ”

Dongfang Shan's eyes widened and she looked at Qiao Qiao inexplicably. Li Chong on the side looked at her cute appearance, and a gentle and kind smile appeared on his face. The bloody guards were lying crookedly, many people had a weed in the corner of their mouths, and their heads were pecking rice.

Night birds rest, insects chirp, and everywhere is filled with a warm atmosphere.

Suddenly, Lynch snorted coldly: "Who?" His body flashed like a ghost, and a dark shadow suddenly appeared, and he appeared in front of the grass on the side, and his arm made a series of bone joint pops, stabbing forward like a sharp sword!

Due to the special spirit of the alien spirit, Lynch is the most special in the Golden Iron Triangle, and he is extremely talented in assassination and concealment, and few people can hide his body beside him, which is even stronger than Ling Feng! Seeing Lynch's movements, Li Chong's eyes couldn't help but light up, revealing a little surprise: What a weird body!

An exclamation came from the grass: "Oh, let go, let go, Lord Ben is an alchemist! You can't be so rude to an alchemist!"

Everyone looked where the sound came from, and saw Lynch carrying a figure out of the grass. The man had stubble all over his face, a pair of very funny broom eyebrows, a tattered robe, and he was forced to his throat with a knife by Lynch, and he yelled half frightened and half dissatisfied.

"Lynch, let him go. Ling Feng commanded, he could see that this person's cultivation was not very good, and he would probably not cause harm to everyone.

When Lynch heard this, his palm loosened, and the dagger disappeared as if invisible. The broom-eyebrow man turned his eyes the size of broad beans and saw the black-bone pheasant soup that was exuding a rich aroma, he immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and said with a smile: "Little sister, seeing that you look so cute, you look very well-behaved, let's try this pot of soup for the uncle first." As he spoke, he quickly took the small jar in Dongfang Shan's hand and poured it down in two mouthfuls.

At the end, he wiped his mouth, and still looked at the rest of the soup unsatisfied: "No one eats it, right?" Seeing that no one replied, he unceremoniously brought it over, ignoring the hot mouth and pouring it violently, and finally sighed with satisfaction: "I'm really starving." ”

This guy is like a starving ghost reincarnated, and his movements are fast, and he doesn't give people a chance to stop him at all.

Dongfang Shan looked at her empty hands stupidly, and then saw a full pot of soup disappear without a trace, her small mouth immediately deflated, and she looked at Ling Feng pitifully: "Big brother!" The little girl's crystal tears rolled in her eyes, and she was about to fall.

These days, Dongfang Shan has conquered almost all the bloody guards with her invincible cuteness, and seeing her show this look like a kitten being bullied, dozens of murderous eyes fell on the broom-eyebrow man.

"Uh," sensing their unkind eyes, the man with broom eyebrows subconsciously shrank his body and argued, "Isn't it just a little soup from you, what are you doing so stingy! I'm an alchemist, a sorcerer! Do you know?" Speaking of his profession, he raised his head proudly: "It's your honor to be able to make friends with a noble alchemist, what's a little bit of food?"

Since his appearance, this man has repeatedly declared his identity as a sorcerer, Ling Feng felt a little funny, with his eyes, he could naturally see that the broombrow man's mind was not strong, even if he was really a sorcerer, I was afraid that the level would not be very high.

From time to time on the Black Wind Plain, he would encounter a down-and-out and lost adventurer, and since he had met and this person had no malicious intent, Ling Feng didn't mind pulling him along. With a wave of his hand, Ling Feng suppressed everyone, and Ling Feng asked, "Since Your Excellency is a sorcerer, how did you end up in this field?"

"Well, don't mention it, it's hard to put into words. Speaking of his own experience, the broom-eyebrow man sighed.

I don't know if it's because Ling Feng and the others are pleasing to the eye, the broom eyebrow man poured beans into the bamboo tube and told his experience in one go. His life experience can be described as extremely miserable, he lost his parents when he was a child and lived on the streets, not to mention, he was finally adopted, but the family was extremely mean, completely treating him as a domestic animal, and beat and scolded him at every turn.

The boy grew up, as is recorded in all the cliché legends, and after rescuing an old man on the street, the old man saw that he was kind-hearted and wanted to take him as an apprentice. When he heard that the old man turned out to be a magician, the man with the broom eyebrows was overjoyed, even in a lowly position, he knew the dignity of the magician, and hurriedly worshipped the master. The broom-eyebrow man, who thought that he was about to start good luck, didn't think that this was just the beginning of the nightmare.

After the old man returned to his residence, before he could enjoy a few days of happiness, the old man was found by the enemy and killed on the spot. After finally escaping, he didn't dare to show his face at all, and finally became a formal junior alchemist after hiding in a chamber of commerce for many years, just when he thought he had a chance to find a door to take revenge, the chamber of commerce he stayed in was squeezed by the joint efforts of his opponents, and it didn't take long for him to declare bankruptcy and collapse.

Looking around in a daze, the man with the broom eyebrows realized that he was already in his thirties, and if he continued to stumble like this, he might not be able to take revenge in this life. So he chose to go to the Yunmeng Wasteland to try his luck, because there were all kinds of raw materials used by alchemists to refine seals, and these raw materials needed to be distinguished and classified by full-time alchemists, and he thought that with years of experience accumulation, he should be able to show his strength in the Yunmeng Wasteland.

In Jiuli Town, when they heard that he was a sorcerer, a caravan happily accepted him and went to Moyunsu together. The first few days were fine, but not long after the journey, the accident happened again. On that day, when he was on an earth-shattering "emptying" mission, a group of swift wolves suddenly pounced on the caravan! In a panic, the caravan scattered and fled, and no one could care about this noble alchemist.

The poor broom-eyebrow man squatted in the grass and spent the night in terror, and I don't know if it was because of the stench, but the wind wolf did not find him, and let him escape. It's a pity that his good luck only ends here, without the guidance of the caravan, he doesn't know the direction at all, he has been wandering here for four days before meeting Ling Feng and the others, completely relying on some grassroots beasts to satisfy his hunger, and if he stays any longer, he may only starve to death.

This experience really made those who heard it sigh, and Ling Feng couldn't help but sigh, so many tragedies have happened to one person, what kind of bad luck must be encountered in this person! He was very skeptical that this guy's bad luck was so strong that it was transmitted to the people around him, so his master, the chamber of commerce and the caravan he had stayed in would suffer great disasters one after another. Even the unkind-eyed Blood Guards showed a bit of sympathy, and they felt that it would be too inhumane for them to bully this guy again.

"Your Excellency's name?"

Seeing Ling Feng ask, the man with broom eyebrows straightened his chest and said triumphantly: "My name has a great origin, when the master accepted me, he thought my original name was not good and not domineering enough, so he changed it - Lord Ben's name is Hao Yun, you can call me Lord Hao Yun." ”

Hao, Hao Yun...... Good luck?

Look at the man with broom eyebrows who was in tatters and miserable, and then think of his name, everyone is silent.

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Hao Yun's arrival did add a lot of jokes to the caravan, he liked to tease Dongfang Shan, and often deceived Dongfang Shan's small desserts in the early morning, causing the little girl to pout angrily. Finally, when she was almost angry and crying, she magically conjured a dessert, which made her burst into laughter.

Walking behind the convoy, Ling Feng saw Hao Yun going around to Dongfang Shan's carriage from time to time and saying a few words, which made Dongfang Shan scream, and couldn't help but shake his head funny, looking at Hao Yun with a little more admiration in his eyes. It is a very commendable thing for anyone to maintain such an optimistic and cheerful attitude towards life after encountering so many tragic things about him.

There was nothing to say all the way, although Motu intended to embarrass the bloody guards, but after receiving Benetton's favor, the guards of the Eastern Caravan secretly looked towards Ling Feng and his party, and they deliberately slowed down their speed, for fear that Ling Feng and they would not be able to catch up, so Motu had no choice but to endure this situation.

Gradually, the sun set to the west, and a canyon appeared in front of me. The cliffs on both sides of the canyon are towering, and the dense grass is much higher than a person, looking like a dwarf forest.

"Steward Li, it won't take long to get to Moyunsu after passing through the canyon ahead, and if we hurry up, we should be able to arrive smoothly tomorrow. Pointing to the canyon ahead with a horsewhip, Motu said loudly.

At this time, Ling Feng stepped forward and said lightly: "Commander Motu, this canyon is steep, if someone is ambushed in it, I'm afraid it will not be easy to pass, right? Isn't it too hasty to go straight ahead?" Motu's face changed, and he immediately sneered: "This black wind is in a remote location, who will come here to ambush when they have nothing to do?"

Ling Feng smiled and stopped talking.

Li Chong frowned and said, "Commander Mo, what Martial Master Ling said is also reasonable, the front is overgrown with weeds, if there are people lurking above when we pass through the canyon, it is easy to divide the caravan into two, and it will be difficult to break through at that time." I think, why don't you send someone over to investigate first?"