"It's the fleet of the Wing Wind Firm." The man who looked like a general on the side saw the flag of the convoy from a distance and made a sound.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man hugged his fist at Bei Mingyu and went up to the convoy.

Seeing this, Bei Mingyu turned around and walked to her carriage: "Let's go." ”

Since the other party has no intention of pursuing it, they are also happy to relax.

"Yes." Seeing this posture, Chu Jiang and Yulan didn't dare to delay, and immediately got into the carriage and left.

Behind the steward of the trading house who was communicating with the middle-aged man, a dark-skinned man glanced at the carriage from which Bei Mingyuan had left, and a trace of strangeness rose in his heart, and he wondered: "Who are those?" ”

The middle-aged man saw that he had a strong breath, and the steward of the trading house did not stop him, so he responded: "They killed the robbers who were about to rob you." ”

Someone was going to rob and kill their Winged Wind Merchant convoy, and they knew that, which is why he showed up in the convoy.

The dark-skinned man glanced at the body of the robber who had been killed, but the wound, the tragic state, how could it be that it seemed to be from the hand of a person?

"How many of them are there?" If it's a person's handwriting, it must be a master.

Several masters came to the Mishan Forest at the same time, and the attack was so ruthless, he had to inform the wing commander to be cautious during this time.

"Two women and one man."

Seeing this, a trace of doubt flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes: "But what's wrong?" ”

“……”

Hearing this, the dark-skinned man chuckled in his heart, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately turned over and threw down a sentence: "I will go first, and you will follow." ”

When the sound fell, only the dust was left in front of everyone.

"Steward Nian, this-" The middle-aged man couldn't help but frown a little unpleasantly when he saw the dark-skinned man in such a daze.

The annual manager of the Wing Wind Trading Bank, hugged his fists and explained: "This person is the person sent by our Wing Wind Headquarters to protect us, and I also ask the City Lord Luo to bear with us." ”

The middle-aged man turned out to be Luo Chu, the city lord of Baitao City, a border city in the Mishan Forest.

"Oh?"

Orderer?

Luo Chu's eyes flashed when he heard this, this Yifeng business firm was really not simple: "I see. ”

It seems that he made the right move today.

The other side.

The carriage of the Northern Underworld had already driven into Baitao City.

I saw a road that could be run parallel to three carriages throughout Baitao City, with shops on both sides of the road, small stalls densely packed, and a dazzling array of goods, many things they had never seen in Dongling City.

"Miss, it's so lively here!" Where had Yulan seen such a street market, she couldn't sit still in the carriage, and she had already leaned out half of her body.

Seeing this, Bei Mingyu chuckled and shook her head, followed Yulan's wishes, got up and said, "Chu Jiang, you go to the front inn first, let's go down for a walk." ”

"Yes." Chu Jiang looked at Bei Ming and showed a rare smile, naturally happy.

Magnolia jumped out of the carriage even more excitedly: "Ah, great! ”

Bei Mingyu followed behind Yulan, her phoenix eyes swept over the streets of the market, and she sketched a rough outline in her heart.

In the future, they will inevitably have more dealings with this Baitao City.

"This is my thing, can't I sell it now?" After walking half the street, there was a crying young girl's voice in front of me.

When Bei Mingyu heard the sound, she saw a little girl of eight or nine years old, holding a piece of animal skin tightly in her arms, squatting on the ground, looking up at the three guy-like people in front of her with red eyes.