Nanyuan City, the territory of the Luo family, a first-line family in the south of the Yangtze River!

The area here, even if Su Mou flies into the sky with blue-winged bat wings, and then uses the reconnaissance spirit weapon Eagle Eye to probe back and forth for a day, he may not be able to get a glimpse of the whole picture!

Its vastness is ten times, or even a hundred times, better than that of the Su family!

As soon as Su Mou and the others entered the city gate, they could immediately feel the prosperity of Nanyuan City.

There are many buildings like heaven and earth, like trees in the forest, and there are countless of them.

The building of houses and pavilions is also luxurious and noble, and it is magical!

Circles of spiral lines spread all the way to the roof, and on both sides of the eaves hung gold and silver bells, which sounded with a pleasant and agile sound as the breeze gently blew.

Looking further down, the houses and pavilions are not closely connected, because each house has a beautiful green lawn planted under the ground.

After getting used to seeing the magnificent buildings, you can also enjoy the charm of nature.

Rao is old slave and others have been following the caravan for a long time, and they have seen enough Qingqi ancient scenes, and they can't help but feel shocked in their hearts at this moment!

This is definitely the most vast and fertile city they have ever seen!

No suspense evaluation!

A group of more than a dozen people entered the city slowly.

They came to a towering spiritual artifact pavilion and sold the jumping grass.

The Spirit Weapon Pavilion in Nanyuan City is just like the wine shops that can be seen everywhere in other small towns, and there are many of them.

And that's just the tip of Namwon Castle!

If the entire city is counted, the number of Spirit Weapon Pavilions can be as high as thousands!

Moreover, in Nanyuan City, there are also three large-scale spiritual weapon shopping malls, and the quality of the spiritual weapons and spiritual materials in the shopping mall can reach four grades.

The scale is huge and the variety is complete, which can meet the needs of almost all spirit people for spiritual weapons and spiritual materials.

At the same time, this can also reflect the strength of the Luo family's power!

On this trip, Su Mou and the others sold the jumping grass, and the harvest of Lingyuan was not much, probably only a few hundred.

However, the purpose of their coming to Nanyuan City was not to make profits, but to find out the situation.

After the task was completed, Su Mou didn't have time to watch the prosperity of Nanyuan City again, so he was pulled by the old slave and returned the same way.

"Sure enough, it's a cheap life that can only be a slave!" Su Mou couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart.

Following the caravan all the way through mountains and rivers and going through hardships, it is to be able to gain more knowledge, broaden your horizons, and enrich your life course on the way.

But the behavior of the old slave and others is completely to complete the errand and give back to the orders of the superiors, without any personal color, just like robots.

Of course, this can't be blamed on themselves, they are already weak and are the object of oppression!

In order to survive in this world of the jungle, they sold their dignity, their face, their freedom, and over time, they also sold their minds, turned into a body of the walking dead, and completely gave up the fight against fate.

"Most people in the world are like this, busy and running around all their lives, and in the end, after being squeezed out of the use value, they completely become useless discards and disappear into the crowd. ”

Su Mou had already seen through this, and at the same time, he himself was struggling against fate.

It's just that he has never given up his thoughts like the old slave and others.

Thought is the soul of a person!

Without a soul, the human body is a walking corpse with no meaning at all.

When Su Mou gives up his thoughts, it may be the day he dies, and even until he dies, he is not willing to give up!

The people in the devil's path are not only evil, mean, treacherous, and brazen, but also paranoid, crazy, radical, and courageous!

A demon who is distorted and perverted by the slightest stimulation makes his human nature deserve to talk about the devil at all!

The true way of the devil is the Great Dao and the Great Freedom!

Even if you are insulted by the world, you must move forward bravely without hesitation, and you will not give up until you die!

This is the person in the Demon Dao!

Su Mou is undoubtedly a qualified person in the Demon Dao, and his behavior may not be understood by the world, but he is also fearless and has no regrets in his heart.

With a cold face, he slowly followed the old slave and the others and left Nanyuan City.

On the way back, they walked Huarong Road again, did not encounter any unexpected emergencies, and arrived in Nanzhen safe and sound.

The old slave was completely relieved of Huarong Road.

As soon as he returned to Nanzhen, he reported the discovery of Huarong Road to Yezhong, for fear that Su Mou would rob him of the credit.

This is exactly what Su Mou wants!

After all, Su Mou is an outsider, and he has only followed Yezhong for a day or two, so he will not be trusted by Yezhong.

And the old slave is different!

The old slave has been following the night for a long time, and he is deeply trusted by the night, otherwise he would not have been promoted to the head of the slave.

For the night, the words of the old slave are naturally much more credible than Su Mou.

This is also the reason why Su Mou deliberately exposed Huarong Lu to the old slave!

He wanted to use the mouth of the old slave to reveal the news of Huarong Road to the night.

The old slave's psychology of quick success and quick profit, he was pinched to death by Su Mou, and he didn't need to be induced at all, so he naturally ran to the middle of the night and wrote a close-up.

This is undoubtedly a major clue that can save the caravan!

Walking from Nanyuan Mountain, the caravan died nine times for a lifetime.

Walking from Huarong Road, the caravan is not safe and sound, at least it is much better than Nanyuan Mountain, right?

In this way, the choice of the night can be obvious!

He immediately convened a meeting of the heads of the various families.

The content of the meeting is also to explore the matter of Huarong Road.

There was not much time left for them, and Chu Sheng's caravan had to arrive in Nanyuan City within eight days, otherwise his goods, the Luo family would not accept the transaction.

Chu Sheng was the first to stand up and express his approval of leaving Huarong Road, while almost none of the other leaders had any big objections.

The main thing is that even if they disagree, they can't think of anything better.

For today's plan, the caravan can only go from Huarong Road and give it a try.

So, the caravan, which had stayed in Nanzhen for many days, set off again.

This "behemoth" finally took its heavy steps again, leaving from Nanzhen and heading for Huarong Road.

The vast number of people and horses are overwhelming, and there are countless dense human heads.

The caravan was like a clockwork with a motor on it, and it began to move forward step by step.

Boom Boom!

Everywhere the caravan went, the ground shook and dust kicked up.

The black dots that pulled the ground stretched out for more than three miles, and the black pressure was suffocating.

At the same time, on Huarong Road, between the two mountains, there is a winding path, silent and empty, and there is no one in the wilderness.

And above the mountains, there is a low overgrown weed.

In the haystack, even when you look at each other, you can't see anything, and only when the wind blows and the grass sways from side to side, you can faintly see some people's hair.

Not to mention what clues can be seen from the bottom of the valley and looking up at the mountains.

Chen Bao has already transferred the manpower of Nanyuan Mountain to Huarong Road.

Last night, when Han Long said goodbye to Su Mou, he went back to the mountains of Nanyuan with Pang Hu and told Chen Bao about it.

When Chen Bao heard this, he immediately personally led the team to Huarong Road to ambush.

He is experienced and thoughtful, and the ambush he has done is not leaky, and if you don't know, you can't see it at all.

Even when the caravan arrived, Su Mou, an insider, looked up at the sky and failed to find anything abnormal.

The corners of his mouth lifted coldly, and he stopped in front of the valley with the horse's rope for the night.

Raising his hand in the middle of the night, the footsteps of the caravan in the rear suddenly stagnated, and they were uniform, like a well-trained army!

No matter how intriguing and-for-tat the top leaders are, the fighters below all have excellent fighting qualities.

Looking around at night, he didn't find any movement, and after discussing with Naiping, Chu Sheng, Qu Mingzhen, and Cao Dan for a while, he issued an order to advance.

The caravan slowly descended to the bottom...

On the mountain, Chen Bao watched a large number of people enter Huarong Road, and the corners of his mouth were almost on the root of his ears.

His eyes flashed with heat, and he stared at the caravan!

When the caravan reached the middle of the valley floor, Chen Bao waved his hand and shouted, "Do it!"

His voice exploded from the sky and resounded throughout the valley!

The bandits of Nanyuan Mountain stood up in unison, their bows and arrows in their hands full, and they shot a rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun!

Burst!

Woohoo!

Countless arrows fell on the caravan at the bottom of the valley!

Chen Bao took the lead, stepped on his feet, flew into the cliff, came to the front of the caravan, and intercepted the caravan's way.

Pang Hu and Han Long followed, one unfurled the dragon wings, and the other unfolded the tiger wings, flying down, blocking the back road of the caravan!

The momentum of the finishing attack was formed in an instant.

"Oh no, we've been tricked!" he shouted in the night, riding on his horse.

The horses beneath him were frightened, sloppy and screaming, and their hooves were staggering.

When I looked at it again, there was already chaos all around!

Mountains and rocks and arrow curtains are coming!

Fire oil and wooden stakes are rolling down!

The wails, the cries, sounded one after another, and they were miserable!

No matter how he drank the order and commanded, the situation did not improve at all.

The other four leaders also disappeared somewhere, and they were all nowhere to be found.

A long snake camp of more than three miles was beaten in pieces, disorganized, cut into countless segments, and there was no neatness to speak of.

At this time, Zhu Xi's figure appeared on the mountain.

He was a greasy fat man with a round belly, and at first glance he was a massive man.

I saw Zhu Xi holding an orange wine bottle in his hand, tilting his head and pouring wine into his mouth.

After a few moments, his cheeks bulged, already filled with wine.

Zhu Xi immediately opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of scorching flames, which were connected into lines!

Whew!

His head slowly turned in the direction, and the line of fire followed a little bit of movement, instantly burning the valley floor into a sea of fire!

At this time, the caravan could no longer support it, and it was completely disjointed and fought on its own.

He roared again and again in the night, trying to save it, but in vain.

"Where is the old slave?"

"Where is the old slave !!?"

He remembered the old slave at this time, but all he answered was a roar and a cry of pain.

The old slave has died in the chaos!

Su Mouye has unfurled his blue-winged bat's wings, flown up the mountains, blended into the many bandits, and disappeared.

The overall situation has been decided, and the defeat of the caravan is not far off...