After Luo Fan sat down, the strong man surnamed Zhang tore off a piece of barbecue, handed it over, and said excitedly, "Little brother, you are really blessed, we have followed Brother Zhao in the past two days and eaten a lot of game!"

The honest young man hurriedly shook his hand and said, "Where, it's just a little game!"

The honest young man is only a fifth-level martial artist, and he is very enthusiastic, Luo Fan also nodded, which made the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl on the side, with an unhappy face, snorted coldly and said, "It's really embarrassing, I have been eating and drinking all day long, and I have an uncle's attitude, I don't know if we owe you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was full of embarrassment, and the older woman said with some reproach, 'Zhen'er!'

The girl saw that her sister was a little angry, and couldn't help but spit out her fragrant tongue lightly, seeing her sister like this, Xiao Yuhuan couldn't bear to blame, after all, what she said was not wrong, but it was a little inappropriate to say it in front of others!

Luo Fan naturally didn't care, not to mention that what the little girl said was right, just because of his temperament, he wouldn't be dissatisfied because of such trivial things;

Seeing that Luo Fan was silent, the strong man surnamed Zhang thought that he was angry, and in order to ease the atmosphere, he hurriedly said to Luo Fan, "Little brother, I've known you for so long, and I don't know your name!"

Luo Fan's eyes flashed, he bit off a piece of meat, and replied, "Wang Han!"

The strong man surnamed Zhang poured a large bowl full of sake, and laughed loudly, "Little brother Wang, we don't have any good wine here, if you don't mind, come and taste the sake made by our vulgar people!"

"The wine may be good or bad, but Brother Zhang's mind is better than those thousand-year-old wines, how can Wang live up to this good intention!"

The place where the high-ranking warriors of the convoy were stationed was very different from these retail households, and their fires were very rich, and there were several roasted game, enough for everyone next to the fires to have a game, and the wine on the ground was also filled with a strong aroma.

The little game meat barbecued on the fire was naturally quickly eaten by the five people, and after looking at Xiao Yuzhen, who was still a little unsatisfied, the honest young man couldn't help but say, "Tomorrow I will definitely catch a bigger one for Zhen'er's sister, okay?"

This naturally made the little girl very happy, "Okay, thank you Brother Zhao!"

Xiao Yuhuan had to smile apologetically on the side! She knew that it was difficult to catch such a small game, not because of the strength, but because there were so many high-level martial artists in front of her, although she had the guarantee of a honest young man, Xiao Yuzhen couldn't help but look at the barbecue on the fire rack in the convoy not far away, this scene could only make Xiao Yuhuan sigh secretly, "When you get to the capital of the Great Shang King, you don't have to let Zhen'er suffer these hard days again!"

When night fell, except for those patrolling warriors, most of the rest of the people were singing and laughing, Luo Fan didn't like this kind of scene, got up alone and walked to a secluded corner, looking at the moon in a daze;

At this time, a majestic figure also walked over, put down the wine in his hand, and said with a little melancholy in his tone, "Little Brother Wang, do you also have something on your mind?"

Luo Fan turned his head and looked at this rugged figure, there seemed to be a wave in his eyes, and he said with a smile, "It seems that Brother Zhang is also worried about it!"

The strong man surnamed Zhang was silent for a while, his expression was full of gloom, "Life is in the world, everything is always a thing, who will not have troubles, but the rich and noble are rich and noble, and we poor people are poor and hard!" After speaking, he poured a sip of sake in the wine jar, Luo Fan did not ask the strong man surnamed Zhang why he was bothered, picked up the wine jar he had just put on the ground, and also poured a sip, after the big man surnamed Zhang and Luo Fan glanced at each other, they smiled heartily, "There is wine today and drunk tomorrow!"

It was not until the middle of the night that the two returned to the convoy, and after returning, Luo Fan did not sleep, and continued to condense his mind while sitting cross-legged;

There was nothing to do all night, and when the sky was bright, the convoy set off again, and waited until it was almost out of the mountain road, and a sound of horses' hooves also came from afar, and from this noisy sound, it was not difficult to judge that there were a lot of people in this group, and the first three grandmasters sent a message to everyone, signaling the warriors to be vigilant, and it didn't take long for this group of people to appear in everyone's sight, seeing the outfits of these people, many warriors in the convoy exclaimed, 'Red Turban Army!'

After hearing this, Xiao Yuzhen looked at Xiao Yuhuan with a puzzled face, "Sister, what is the Red Turban Army, why do these people seem to be very scared!"

Xiao Yuhuan naturally hadn't heard of the Red Turban Army, and in the face of Xiao Yuzhen's inquiry, he could only signal him to silence, and the honest young man was a little panicked, "Sister Zhen'er, the Red Turban Army is a bandit army in the five states, and it is rumored that they wear red scarves on their heads, and they do all kinds of evil, specializing in burning, killing and looting, and there will be rivers of blood everywhere they pass!"

Xiao Yuhuan couldn't help but ask, 'Then the king of the Great Shang Dynasty just let them go?'

The honest young man smiled bitterly, "I can't manage it if I want to, this Red Turban Army is not only extremely strong, but also an extremely lazy organization, without a fixed station, good at fighting guerrillas, the Great Shang Dynasty once sent a team to encircle and suppress, and most of them were flexibly evaded, although these Red Turban Army is only a small handful, but our trip is also very dangerous!"

Hearing the words of the honest young man, Xiao Yuhuan's red lips were closed, and he subconsciously hugged Xiao Yuzhen beside him!

As soon as the Red Turban Army appeared, they quickly surrounded the convoy, facing the fierce Red Turban Army, the Grandmaster Strong at the front of the convoy hugged their hands and shouted loudly, "Brothers of the Red Turban Army, I don't know what is stopping us!"

In response to this person's questioning, the five members of the Red Turban Army also rode out of the crowd on horseback, and the leader of these five people was a young man, but what made everyone feel in their hearts was that aside from this person, the four people beside him were all strong grandmasters, the young man grinned and scolded arrogantly, "Your grandmother is a bear, don't you fill garlic for Lao Tzu, don't you three know what we want?"

In the face of the provocation, the strong man at the head of the convoy said lightly, "In terms of numbers, we are not equal to each other, do you think you can eat us steadily?"

The young man led by the Red Turban Army glanced at the slightly panicked warriors in the convoy before shouting, "Listen to the people inside, I know that many of you only joined halfway, so as long as you quit now, my Red Turban Army will not pursue it!"

The three Grandmaster powerhouses at the head of the convoy looked stunned at this moment, they knew that this young man's actions would definitely tear the unity of the convoy apart!

This remark also dispelled many people's original thoughts, but there were still a few people who didn't think so, they could keenly feel the situation that appeared, because their existence made the Red Turban Army have some scruples, so in order to let these warriors who joined halfway withdraw, the few people who went out first would definitely not be poisoned, otherwise they would not be able to win the trust of everyone here, after thinking about these clearly, several high-level martial artists rode away from the convoy with nervous expressions;

The warriors in the convoy were also very moved when they saw these people leaving unharmed, and they rode out of the encirclement, which naturally made the warriors in the convoy secretly hate, these days they are entertained with big fish and meat, but in exchange for a group of white-eyed wolves;

The young man of the Red Turban Army watched all this coldly, without the slightest surprise, people like them who survive in this environment deeply understand that this is human nature!

When the warriors in the convoy were almost gone, and the retail investors in the rear also drove the carriage and prepared to leave, the big man surnamed Zhang turned around and whispered, "Little brother Wang, don't make a noise later, it seems that we are very lucky this time!"

Luo Fan's powerful soul power could naturally clearly feel his nervous emotions, so he chuckled and nodded!

These retail investors drove across the convoy and were about to get out of the encirclement of the Red Turban Army, when the young man led by the Red Turban Army glanced at one of the carriages in the convoy and said in a cold voice, 'Wait!'

This sudden change has made many retail investors panic, but no one dares to ask, the warriors of the convoy saw this situation, most of them were gloating, in their eyes these retail investors are no different from those warriors, they are all ungrateful white-eyed wolves, in case of danger, they will leave the relationship and flee as soon as possible!

The young man led by the Red Turban Army looked down at these retail investors, and said unquestioningly, "Arrest all these people as prisoners, I can't say that they are still of some use in this trip!"