Murong Bai rode a tall horse, on a hillside, and looked into the distance with a pergola in his hand. 『』

I saw that there was a wide river running north-south in the distance, and the surging waves beat the boulders on the shore from time to time, setting off the sound of water waves.

This is the very famous Canglang River outside Lingwu City, on the opposite side of the Canglang River stands a huge city that cannot be seen at a glance, and the whole city is like a huge beast, crawling on the earth.

The tall black city wall, reaching into the clouds, each of the four corners of the city wall has three golden domed pagodas that seem to be built in the clouds, and the golden domed pagodas shine brightly in the midday sun.

"Lingwu City, Lao Tzu is here, wife, your husband is here" Murong Bai looked at Lingwu City, his spirit was shocked, after taking a deep breath, he raised his whip and urged the horse, and after a while, he came to the bank of the Canglang River.

There were a lot of ferries docked on the shore, and Murong Bai spent three lower grade spirit stones, led the horse, and walked onto a rather spacious boat.

After Murong Bai got on the boat, many warriors with horses entered the big ship, and after a while, twenty or thirty warriors and merchants stepped into the boat.

When the boatman saw that there were enough people, he blew the trumpet in his hand, and the big ship slowly started.

"Hey, let go," a white-faced martial artist said arrogantly at Murong Bai.

Murong Bai saw that the boat was indeed a little crowded, so he didn't care, so he led the horse and walked inside, although Murong Bai didn't make a sound, but he was a little uncomfortable in his heart. The latest chapter has been uploaded

"Big brother, you probably have to make a lot of money from this transaction. The white-faced warrior smiled flatteringly and said to a middle-aged businessman with a beard wearing a cloak.

"Generally speaking, in our business, we make a lot of money, but we also lose a lot. The middle-aged businessman with a beard said with a smile, and between his eyebrows, he couldn't hide the smugness.

"Alas, the level of the herbs this time is not very high, and he can't earn much, so it is estimated that it is not enough to buy gifts for the young master. The white-faced warrior said with a bitter face.

"We have been friends for many years, don't cry poor for you kid, besides, give a birthday gift to the young master, people can still lose us, a good pill is given, it is enough for your kid to eat for half a year." The middle-aged businessman with a beard said with a disdainful face.

"I heard that the young master likes to raise little demon beasts, and the younger brother spent a lot of money this time to get a rare jade rabbit, hoping to be able to enter the eyes of the young master. The white-faced warrior said with a smile, hum, Lao Tzu's jade rabbit is hard to find in the world, you always looked at Lao Tzu before, now, dumbfounded.

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged businessman with a beard, but his face was still plain and said: "Then I wish my brother's gift to shine at the birthday banquet of the young master, if you can see the demeanor of the young master, you kid will be developed." "I made a comparison, got a few rabbits, and wanted to show off my wealth in front of Lao Tzu, you are far from it.

After the middle-aged merchant finished speaking, he didn't look at the white-faced warrior, pulled the reins in his hand, led the horse, and went to chat with another familiar warrior.

"I'm a god, a god horse, isn't it better than Lao Tzu to stammer, this time Lao Tzu not only wants to see the demeanor of the first beauty in Lingwu City, but also to participate in the triennial tea tasting martial arts meeting, if you can get the favor of the young master, then" The white-faced warrior muttered alone.

Murong Bai stood aside and listened clearly, his gaze instantly became sharp, it was a bear, two strokes on the pole to give gifts.

That tea talks about martial arts, Lao Tzu must find a way to blend in, otherwise a group of young martial artists will definitely surround the city and offer courtesy, and Lao Tzu must be a flower messenger.

Ma, Alexander, now Lao Tzu not only has to face Bai Wushuang, a rival in love, but also the disciples of those rich businessmen and some young cultivators.

However, for now, let's clean up this two strokes first.

Murong Bai's eyes flashed, pretending to be inadvertent, he walked past the white-faced warrior, his finger pointed at the black horse led by the white-faced warrior, suddenly, and in an instant, a small fireball the size of a bean galloped towards the black horse's fart, eye.

The next moment, the black horse suddenly neighed, and after breaking free from the reins held in the hands of the white-faced warrior, he jumped up, pounced, and jumped into the Canglang River.

"My horse, ah" The white-faced warrior suddenly shouted, and his body leaned forward, trying to grab the reins, but the black horse's speed increased sharply under the pain, and even if the white-faced warrior reacted quickly, he didn't have time to grab the reins.

"Haha" The middle-aged businessman with the eight-character beard looked at the wolf appearance of the white-faced warrior, and immediately laughed, along with the warriors on the ship, they were all holding their arms, looking like they were watching a good show.

"Boy, do you dare to scare my horse, do you want to find death" The white-faced warrior suddenly threw his anger at Murong Bai.

"Nai Nai is a bear, your dog eyes, I saw that it was Lao Tzu who frightened your horse," Murong Bai said indifferently.

"The horses are all one-star warriors, I'm afraid you won't make it. "The white-faced martial artist, with a big hand, patted the storage bag on his waist, and when a golden long sword appeared in his hand, he raised the sword and was about to slash towards Murong Bai.

"your horse, go down for Lao Tzu. Murong Bai didn't wait for the other party to make a move, and with a move of the Tiger Fist, he suddenly blasted out.

Before the white-faced warrior could react, he felt a huge force hit his body, and then his entire body was uncontrollable, like a kite with a broken string, and suddenly flew out of the big boat.

"Ahh

"Erbi, remember, the next time you are seen by Lao Tzu in Lingwu City, Lao Tzu will slash you with a knife" Murong Bai spoke, holding his palm, when the Ming Hong knife appeared in his hand, a move was not intended to be issued, and above the river, a huge wave of five or six zhang high suddenly set off, shrinking the neck of the white-faced warrior, and immediately a fierce man plunged into the river and disappeared.

With a punch that flew away the white-faced martial artist, Murong Bai put away the Ming Hong knife and looked at the people on the boat with an indifferent face.

Many martial artists, including the middle-aged merchant with the eight-character beard, suddenly gasped and no longer dared to look directly at Murong Bai.

The middle-aged businessman with the eight-character beard was even more surprised in his heart, this young man in brocade clothes, obviously a one-star warrior, how could he blow a martial artist of the same level with one punch, this young man couldn't afford to provoke, looking at his dark and swarthy face, he was clearly a bad star.

After the small turmoil, in less than a stick of incense, the big ship docked, Murong Bai rode a high-headed horse, unhurriedly followed a group of merchants and warriors, spent three lower grade spirit stones, and after paying the entrance fee, he urged the horse to enter Lingwu City. ~ Good search basket color, you can read the following chapters as soon as possible