Outside Qingshi Town, which is adjacent to "Zhuosang County" and "Meilin County", there is a group of hundreds of people galloping, and the horses are swinging and rolling loess, like a long dragon. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, riding a horse and running in the front, a strong man with a saber in armor, and a dusty circle horse, came to the luxury carriage in the middle of the convoy, and said respectfully: "Godfather, the front is Qingshi Town, after this town, we will have to cross the mountain road for a few days before there can be a village and town that provides "supplies", should we sleep here tonight to recuperate." ”

The man with the sword is called Wu Ziliang, and he is the most powerful warrior under the master Wu Huo of Zhuosang County, and he is also his most relied on son.

Over the years, his Wu family has been doing cloth and silk business between various counties, thanks to his strong martial arts son, so this time the Wu family's first transaction in Meilin County is of course indispensable to Wu Ziliang's supervision.

"Brother, it's still early, let's let everyone go to the front town store, handle some "supplies" and go on the road immediately, don't delay my entry date. Before Wu Huo could speak, a female voice as crisp as a silver bell came from inside the carriage.

Then the curtain stirred, and a handsome little girl in a red dress with two pigtails poked her head out of it and smiled at him.

Wu Ling'er, a thirteen-year-old girl, is Wu Ziliang's younger sister who grew up.

The godfather has a lot of money in his life, but he has very few branches, and he only likes to be happy in his old age.

For a long time, this quirky little girl has been everyone's pistachio, and her relationship with Wu Ziliang is a bit of a "sister and daughter".

Wu Ziliang doted on her as much as her godfather Wu Hui, so after Wu Ling'er spoke, neither of them objected, Wu Huo smiled knowingly, and nodded at Wu Ziliang.

"Yes, I will order it to go down, and I will definitely not miss the deadline for you to enter the "Zhen Yue Pavilion", hehe smiled, Wu Ziliang urged the horse to the front of the convoy.

Zhenyue Pavilion of Qishui Mountain, although it cannot be compared with the five major sects of Haoqing Mountain in Qianlong Kingdom, is also a famous immortal cultivation sect in Zhuosang, Meilin, and Xi Hao counties.

There are thousands of male and female disciples of the Seven Peaks under the "Zhenyue Pavilion", and their strength cannot be underestimated.

Master Ci Ning of Zhenyue Pavilion Wangyue Peak is one of the few great monks among female cultivators who can step into the Yuan infant stage by means of penance.

A few months ago, Mrs. Cining, who had gone out to wander, came to Zhuoyang City, and by chance, she had some "entanglements" with Wu Ling'er, a little girl.

Later, after the misunderstanding was clarified, Mrs. Ci Ning became interested in her as an elfly and eccentric little witch, although this child's spiritual root qualifications were not too good, but who made her angry with herself?

When Ci Ning proposed to the Wu family that Wu Ling'er had a spiritual root and could practice and enter the Tao, the Wu family was all excited.

The mystery of immortal cultivators was not beyond the reach of these little people before, but now their own young lady can also become a fairy-like cultivator, who doesn't feel the light on their faces.

Soon after seeing Mrs. Ci Ning, Wu Hui and his wife readily agreed, but at that time, Ci Ning still had something to go to Jade Dragon City, and it was inconvenient to take a mortal girl with him;

So she left a token and asked them to send Wu Ling'er to Qishui Mountain to Wangyue Cliff on March 19 this year, before Zhen Yuege's annual entrance ceremony, and apprentice with the new disciples.

Today is the end of February, and there are still thousands of miles to rush, which is why Wu Ling'er is so anxious.

With Wu Ziliang's orders, while the horse team of hundreds of people advanced rapidly, it was more orderly and used the shortest time to buy the "baggage" in Qingshi Town for the next few days, and they were ready to rush to the mountain road hundreds of miles away.

This mountain that separates the forts of the two counties spans thousands of miles, and although it is only the edge of the Lying Niu Mountains, there are still occasional wild beasts;

Therefore, for the sake of safety, in the past convoy business trips, immortal cultivators are generally hired to sit in the town.

Wu Huo sent his daughter to Zhenyue Pavilion in Qishui Mountain to practice this time, and together with the development of the silk business in Qizhou Mansion, because the departure was too hasty, he did not find a suitable immortal cultivator for a while.

However, relying on the hundreds of brave and good dart masters under his command to suppress the formation, he didn't care too much, the big deal is to rush without sleep in the past few days, let everyone take turns to be vigilant, leave this place as soon as possible, go to the village and town on the other side of the mountain, and then rest and recuperate.

The sun rises and sets, the day passes quickly, and when the night is about to fall tonight, the convoy has gone hundreds of miles deep into the mountains, and there are steep and treacherous peaks under all directions, and the dense forests on both sides are even more lush, and the black pressure is impossible to see at a glance.

Suddenly, the sound of a wolf roaring from the hill ahead shook the father and daughter who were napping in the carriage, and at the same time opened their eyes in shock.

"Godfather, we seem to have encountered wolves, but don't worry, my brothers and I will take care of it, you and Sister Ling'er be careful, don't let the bumpy carriage bump into it," After a while, Wu Ziliang's reassuring voice came from outside.

"Well, let the brothers be careful, as long as they don't take the initiative to attack, we just have to hurry," the ups and downs of half a life have created Wu Hui's character of not being surprised when encountering problems, and he hummed and ordered.

"Yes, the child understands," Wu Ziliang agreed, urging the horse to the front of the team and said loudly: "All the archers ride their horses to the periphery of the team, and once they encounter a wolf attack, they will immediately open their bows and arrows, and the other brothers will also cheer up and be ready to ......respond at all times."

Boom, after the carriage ran forward for several miles, it suddenly stopped, and the huge force of the forward rush overturned Wu Ling's father and daughter to the ground, so that they didn't touch their foreheads.

At the same time, there were countless wolf roars around the team, and the sound of the bowstring breaking through the air, Wu Ling'er got up with a solemn face, stretched out her hand and lifted the curtain probe to look out.

Suddenly, her voice trembled and murmured, "Dad, it's a big deal, look at it, there are so many wolves!"

There was no need for her to remind him, Wu Huo glanced at the situation outside at this time, and his face was not very good-looking, because the number of wolves blocking them was so large that they couldn't be counted by "group" at all, maybe it was more appropriate to use "wolf tide".

At night, in the surrounding woods and on the avenue in front of them, there were countless beast eyes that shimmered with ghostly light, and there were thousands of black ones.

However, under the discerning person's observation, one can find the clue of this, although these hungry wolves are numerous, but they are all dull-eyed, and they are not as ferocious and hungry as ordinary beasts when they see humans.

After a rain of arrows, the wolves that rushed ahead fell one after another, and countless wolf cubs began to flicker their eyes, refusing to take a step forward.

Suddenly, a high-pitched wolf roar came from the depths of the woods, and when the wolves heard it, they immediately pounced on the convoy as if they had been doped.

Suddenly, with dozens of archers alone, they could no longer withstand the onslaught of the wolves.