Meng Siao already felt a little bored, and it turned out that even if it was a country in the world of monks similar to that in an ancient dynasty, with customs and customs, in fact, the differences between places were not so big.

Just like the world before he crossed over, there were high-rise buildings everywhere, and the layout of each city was much the same, and the rows of cities, towns, and even villages to the west of the dynasty were all in the same situation. It's just that the village is smaller, the town is bigger, and the city is bigger.

Just as he was about to find a secluded place and directly change into a four-winged flying tiger to take a plane, there was a faint sound of scolding in front of him, and the sound of some extremely messy weapons intersecting.

Meng Siao suddenly perked up, his legs clamped, and the group of Northern Frontier dragon horses he sat down obediently followed the direction from which the voice came from, and strode up.

On the official road half a mile away from him, a row of horse-rejecting stakes was now horizontally blocking a good road, and several masked men armed with maces and machetes were cursing at a caravan.

Between them and the caravan, the guards lay on the ground, all huddled on the ground and cried out in agony, but there were no dead people, no arms or legs, or anything missing.

The rest of the caravan, who was already holding their heads in their hands at this time, squatted to the side tremblingly, looking at these masked robbers with a look of fear, many of them were trembling, and they were afraid that these uncles of the mixed green forest would come up and raise their knives and fall with their hands, and their own lives would be counted as being explained here.

Those who dare to run the trade route have some family background, and this caravan is no exception.

The big boss of the caravan is called Shen San, and he has a great reputation in Chenzhou City, thousands of miles away. His caravan started with border trade, simply put, from the three major dynasties of Dachu, Dade and even Chijin, which bordered Dali to the west, to buy their unique specialties, and then bring them back to Dali to sell in the Jingshi area.

Those who dare to do this kind of business naturally have extremely high confidence in their own force value.

Shen San's caravan guards, they were all real monks, and the leader of the guards was even more of his hair, and the two worked together all the way, which led to the scale of today's caravan.

It's just that this guard leader with the cultivation of the Condensation Realm is also lying in the pile of guards moaning at this moment. He was overturned by the masked robber with a mace in his hand, and the dignified Contemplation Realm monk couldn't even take a single move, so he was directly leveled.

Shen San couldn't believe his eyes, but what happened in front of him made him have to believe it. It's just that there are too many questions in his mind at this moment-

The robber with the mace in his hand, since he could beat his own condensing realm cultivator with one move, he couldn't get up anymore, then his cultivation was obviously above the condensing realm!

Although Shen San is not a monk, because of this small hair, he also knows more or less about the division of the monk's cultivation realm: after the concentrating realm, it is the spiritual realm! A green forest robber who cultivates in the spiritual realm is not the boss of this gang of robbers, this is too incredible!

I've never heard of such a heinously powerful group of Green Forest people in the cottage around here!

With this cultivation, you can get a well-paid errand anywhere, and if you join the army, you can even mix an official and a half-job or something, why is it not better than being a robber in the green forest!

But this group of strongmen just became the green forest heroes who blocked the road and robbed here!

Shen San couldn't understand what these people's minds were thinking, and besides, this group of people was obviously from the green forest, but when they started with their own guards, they were very measured, and they just beat them to the point that they couldn't get up anymore, but they didn't kill people-

Not to mention killing, not even broken hands and feet, this is really not in line with the punishment of the robbers of the Green Forest in the face of their daring and stubborn caravan.

At the moment, his own hair and this group of guards are absolutely impossible to count on, the strength of this group of robbers is too strong, so strong that they can crush everyone on their side to death with a raised hand.

Shen San took a few deep breaths, tried to calm down his beating extremely violent heart, and saw that after these robbers let go of the guards, they didn't move to get the goods in their cars, so they boldly said, "Guys-"

As soon as he weakly spat out these four words, a masked robber turned his head, glared at him viciously, raised the machete in his hand, pointed the tip of the knife at his head, and scolded coldly: "Shut up! Squat there well, and if you dare to make a sound, I will cut you directly!"

Shen San's eyelids jumped suddenly, feeling the terrifying murderous aura on the other party's body, he immediately closed his mouth and continued to squat there, not daring to make any other movements.

At this moment, the questions in his stomach became more and more incomprehensible.

The masked robber who had just scolded Shen San, after seeing that he was no longer silent, snorted coldly, then turned his head and said to the masked robber holding a mace: "Didn't you say that he left Jingshi yesterday morning? Damn, it's noon the next day, what about people! Send us to do this kind of thing, that guy won't still hold a grudge against the original thing, this time he found an opportunity, and deliberately came to play with us people!"

"Rest easy. The robber with the mace didn't have any resentment, but said lightly, "This is almost two thousand miles away from where he started, and if he comes on horseback, it is estimated that he will be there before sunset today." This errand was ordered by the elders above, and since it was entrusted to him to be responsible, it was up to him to arrange it. As for deliberately playing with us, I think, with his temperament, it shouldn't be so boring as this. ”

The robber with the machete snorted and said disappreciatively: "What's not boring to this point, I think he is taking the opportunity to take revenge! Damn, we are ...... dignified."

He seemed to be about to say something majestic, but he suddenly stopped his mouth directly, squinted at Shen San and the others, and snorted again in his nostrils: "Actually let us come here to be robbers! Damn, is there something here that is worth our robbery? This bastard is obviously playing tricks on us! You-"

As he spoke, the hand carrying the machete was raised again, and the tip of the knife was pointing at Shen San and the others: "Drag this group of rubbish on the ground aside, and get the carriage to the side of the road! Damn, don't get in the way here! Look at what! Don't hurry up for Lao Tzu! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu cut you!"

Shen San suddenly felt a thrill, and immediately got up and walked towards his little hair, and at the same time, his eyes had been looking at the robber carefully, seeing that he didn't say anything, just waiting for his eyes, he suddenly couldn't care about anything, and laboriously picked up the head of the guard, and helped him to a big tree on the side of the road.