Chapter 130: Before Departure

"What did you talk about?" Seeing Yang Ming and the three of them walking back, Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but ask.

Xiao Se said with a serious face: "Let's postpone the departure time for the time being, I feel that the situation in Nanjue is not so simple, we have to think about it in the long run."

"Why?"

Yang Ming took over, "First of all, a few of us are all on the gold list, how many pairs of eyes are staring at Lei Jiabao, once we go out, facing the siege of many people, there will always be problems. The enemy is dark and I am clear, we can hide from the first day of the new year, but if we can't dodge, we can only wait until noon to go out."

"Why?" Lei Wuji was puzzled.

Xiao Se glanced at him, "Because something will happen sooner or later." Then he said, "Judging from the current news, it is very likely that something will happen to the emperor of Nanjue, once Nanjue is controlled by someone with a heart, I am afraid that we will be surrounded by officers and soldiers. It's fine on land, but once we're at sea, we can't escape."

Even if Yang Ming was able to fly with a sword, once he carried so many people and the sea was so big, without losing his way, he couldn't find an island where he could rest, and at night they could only soak in the icy sea water for the night. In addition, they don't know the situation in the sea, and once there is a problem, there is only a dead end.

"That's right." Lei Qianhu immediately arranged, "In this way, I will arrange for the caravan of Lei Jiabao to go to Snow Moon City in three days, you can disguise it, follow the caravan, and wait until you get to the next city, and then you will find a chance to leave."

"That's it." Yang Ming affirmed.

Just as a few people were about to leave, Yang Ming stopped them.

"What weapons do you use in addition to the weapons you have? Especially knives, will you?"

"Knife~" Lei Wuji was the first to reply, "If it's the same as a sword, it's no problem."

"The sword itself evolved from the sword." Yang Ming thought for a moment, "In this way, the arc of the knife is smaller, and it is made into a single-edged sword style. That's fine, right?"

"No problem." Lei Wujian affirmed.

"Okay." He turned his head to look at Tang Lian and Sikong Qianluo again, "What about the two of you?"

"I'll use my fists, I won't do anything other than a hidden weapon." Tang Lian replied.

Sikong Qianluo shook his head, "I won't use anything other than a gun."

Tang Lian and Sikong Qianluo are okay, as long as they don't have to make specific moves, no one knows who they are, as for Xiao Se and Lei Wuji, the weapons in their hands are too iconic, which is not conducive to Yang Ming's later plans, let alone disguising their identities.

"Okay!" Yang Ming looked at Xiao Se, "Xiao Se, what about you?"

Xiao Se didn't answer, but said, "I think you should have other plans besides trying to disguise."

Yang Ming said calmly: "Yes, there are few people who know her in the first place, and few people know her identity, so she doesn't need to disguise, Tang Lian and Sikong Qianluo are fine, as for Lei Wuji's Heart Sword and your Wuji Stick, it's not good." They are famous soldiers themselves, and if they take out their hands, they will be exposed, and so will my sword."

"My plan is that after we come back from Penglai Immortal Island, we will go to Nanjue."

"Go to Nanjue?" The crowd was startled at first, and then asked, "What are you doing there?"

Yang Ming replied, "If I don't go on a trip, I always feel a little unsure. And once the Nanjue royal family changes hands, the sky in the north will not be peaceful."

Hearing this, everyone also fell silent. The situation in the south and north of the border is now relatively stable, although there are occasional conflicts, but they are only small-scale unrest. Once the balance is broken, it will not be so simple for Xiao Se to return to Apocalypse City.

Xiao Se thought for a moment and said, "Just give me a knife that is the same as Lei Wuji."

"Okay." Yang Ming nodded, "I'll write to the Famous Sword Villa first, and we'll meet him in Fengzhi City later. It's a small town, and where we leave the caravan, it's not easy to be noticed."

"Good!"

On the same day, Yang Ming wrote to Yan Xiluo, although it is called Sword Villa, but in addition to swords, there are also knives. After all, not everyone likes to use swords. The sword is mainly stabbed and picked,

And some people like to chop, the knife is very suitable for them, the unique arc of the blade, in the chopping suitability, can play a huge role.

After Yang Ming wrote down the requirements for the knife, he used carrier pigeons to pass the letter, of course, in order to prevent accidents, Yang Ming sent out more than a dozen carrier pigeons in one go.

In these two days, a few people can also relax, this is the last peaceful time before departure, can enjoy, naturally have to enjoy.

Yang Ming arranged for Lei Wuji to sharpen the bamboo sticks, and although Lei Wuji didn't know what it was for, he still did it. Later, Yang Ming bought a sheep in a family in Leijiabao.

At first, the owner didn't want to collect money, but he couldn't bear Yang Ming's strength. Yang Ming picked up the lamb, flew with his sword, and threw the sack containing the silver ingot directly to the man's house.

After Lei Wuji cut the bamboo sticks, Yang Ming also handled the sheep here.

Then Lei Wuji and Tang Lian were arranged to live, and Xiao Se, Sikong Qianluo, Yang Ming, and Du Yumo skewered the mutton on bamboo skewers.

During this period, the four of them have been showing affection, which made Tang Lian and Lei Wuji almost get emotional.

But in the end, they still bowed down in front of the food, and Yang Ming grilled the lamb skewers with relish. After everyone ate it, they were amazed again and again.

"Brother Ming, I didn't expect you to have this skill." Lei Wujian grabbed the mutton skewer in his hand and gnawed it vigorously.

"Hey!" Yang Ming scolded loudly, "You leave me some. Damn, you're a pig, you can eat it like this!"

Thousands of miles away, a shadow was standing on the top of a mountain, she was dressed in black, and a long knife embroidered with patterns was pinned to her waist. And in her hands, it is the gold list.

Slowly closing the gold list, she muttered, "Mingyue Sword Immortal, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that you are only twenty-two years old, but you can rank second on the top of the top list, what an interesting person."

Suddenly, her expression froze, and she looked around, "Who! Not yet."

"Boom~" There was a cold laugh in the night.

A fat man in black with a pitch-black long stick quickly appeared behind her, "You can call me King Tarzan, of course, you can also call me Tarzan."

"Tarzan?" The swordsman shook his head, "Haven't heard of it!"

King Taishan smiled and said, "Gentle Dao Su Yuluo, it's good that you haven't heard of me, anyway, you are also a dead man, when the time comes to report to my underworld, remember to mention my name to them, it can save you a few years of suffering."

Su Yuluo's right hand was placed on the hilt of the knife, and he looked at King Taishan with a frown, "It's up to you? You're not worthy!" She drew her knife slowly, at first, but then faster in the middle of the process, and as quickly as the tip of the knife broke out of the carp's mouth, it was like a flash of the wind.

Seize the opportunity to swing a knife, and the sharpness of the kill.

"Interesting!" King Tarzan grinned, his long stick dancing in his hand.

But when the blade was about to fall directly, King Taishan's smile instantly converged. It was originally fast and sharp, but it slowed down in an instant, and a thick anger surged into my heart, even on the top of the mountain in the autumn breeze, I could still feel the warmth.

King Taishan swept with a charged force, and the long stick in his hand was slightly bent forward from the middle section, and then a move of lifting up forcibly forced Su Yuluo back.

King Taishan stood with a stick in his hand, and his expression became serious, "Little girl, how much strength do you have, if you don't know your sword skills, you really have your way."

"Less!" Su Yuluo scolded.