At the same time, Lin Xing's gaze looked into the darkness in the distance and became a little obscure.

There are monks, and they are approaching this place.

The person who came cultivated was about three layers of condensation, and his body was covered with a layer of spiritual light, and he couldn't see his specific appearance.

Lin Xing did not forcibly snoop with his divine thoughts, but chose to wait and see what happened.

Situ Yue had an extremely bad feeling from the moment He Rui rushed away, and before she could think about it more, dozens of people in the caravan left with knives.

"Mu Lu, Wei Bin, you ......"

Situ Yue let out a low sigh in his mouth, and among the dozens of people who left, in the night, two young men paused and looked at Lin Xing in unison.

At this time, Lin Xing had just come down from the old horse's back and stood aside, a black robe seemed to blend into the dark night, half of the silver face was reflected in the firelight, and his deep eyes were not shocked, like a bottomless cold pool.

Mu Lu was a short and stubby young man, and Wei Bin had no characteristics, the two glanced at Lin Xing, and then ran towards the darkness at a faster speed.

Situ Yue was thoughtful.

She looked at Lin Xing silently, sat back by the campfire, and continued to roast the leg of mutton on the bonfire.

The moonlight is cold, and there is a breeze on your face.

Everyone in the caravan was very panicked about these dozens of people and He Rui's departure.

It can be seen that the young master of his caravan, Situ Yue, is still so calm, most of the people in the caravan barely calmed down and returned to their respective positions to sit down.

Lin Xing glanced at the field.

At this time, there were less than 100 caravans left, sitting around more than a dozen bonfires, everyone was more or less frightened, in the distance in the night a group of crows flew by, leaving a few sorrowful sounds, a few people who could talk to Situ Yue, looked at each other a few times, and got up from the bonfire.

Led by a middle-aged man with gray temples, five characters who had some say in the caravan came to Situ Yue's side, and the two middle-aged men with gray temples hesitated for a moment, and then asked Situ Yue:

"The main family is above, and the villain is brave, can you know what Steward He is going to do with Mu Lu and them?"

"yes!"

"Why did Steward He take away most of the caravan's guards? What if I encounter a mountain bandit? The main family, please wait for an explanation for me! ”

These merchants, they have only an employment relationship with the Situ family in Wushan County, not slaves.

Wushan County, a place under the jurisdiction of Haizhou, is located in the south of Zhengyang Prefecture, and the two are adjacent.

As the two middle-aged men with gray temples spoke, the four people who followed him echoed one after another, Situ Yue was a little silent when he heard this, and stood up with a few sighs.

Situ Yue looked around at the people around her, swept over the cheeks with panic, and finally stopped at the faces of the two people with gray temples: "Uncle Bai, you are the old man in our Situ family's caravan, and you also know the reputation of our Situ family in Wushan County. ”

"It's not a secret, Situ Yue doesn't know the reason for the move of Ruibo and others, but don't panic, everyone should not panic, with the Torture Wood Immortal Master on the side, we will definitely be able to protect us!"

As soon as Situ Yue's words fell, the person she called Uncle Bai seemed to have just remembered something, and turned her head to look at Lin Xing, most of the people in the caravan were the same as Uncle Bai.

They seem to have just remembered this black-robed man!

Lin Xing's expression was playful, under the dual effect of the Breath Accumulation Technique and the Silver Mask, if he was an ordinary person who had not cultivated in his body, as long as he did not pay attention to him at all times, his existence would soon be ignored and even forgotten.

"The good life given by this old horse is worth it."

Lin Xing stroked the old horse's sideburns, the old horse's two big moist eyes blinked, and rubbed Lin Xing's palm with the horse's head, Lin Xing couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

All things have spirits, and Lao Ma's spirituality is no less than that of people.

It also felt the imminent crisis......

Lin Xing led the old horse, came to the bonfire and sat down, first waved his hand to signal Situ Yue, sat down with the old man Bai and his party of five, and picked up a skewer of barbecue by himself.

Situ Yue sat calmly on the left side of Lin Xing, and Uncle Bai and the others were shocked to find that their bodies were uncontrollable at the moment, and they were also sitting by the bonfire.

Lin Xing took a bite of the barbecue, feeling that the meat was fragrant, but the taste was a little bland.

He picked up the sauce jar on the side, brushed the sauce for the barbecue, and glanced at Situ Yue at the same time: "Since we are destined to go all the way, the master can't see death without helping, Uncle Bai, Er and the other five people will notify them, so that everyone in the caravan can rest in peace, and don't delay tomorrow's trip." ”

Uncle Bai and the others nodded like garlic, and they had no objection to Lin Xing's words.

……

"What?"

Ling Xuzi's face became a little gloomy, staring at He Rui who was trembling in front of him.

He originally thought that he would be able to capture this trick, and he only needed to show his appearance to make Situ of Wushan County subjugate and surrender, and then receive the arrangement of the Tiger Roaring Gate in Haizhou.

Who would have thought that a torturer appeared out of thin air!

Ling Xuozi's triangular eyes in this life, wide chin, two front teeth are particularly obvious, pulling the mustache, and poking his five short figures at that point, which is indescribably obscene.

"Are you sure that the Torturer is also a monk?" Ling Xuozi glanced at He Rui with gloomy eyes, Ling Xuzi didn't have a good attitude towards He Rui, who betrayed the master's family, "If your judgment is wrong, let you Dao Ye and I lose spiritual power in vain, hum, you know the consequences." ”

He Ruibang knelt on the ground: "This ...... The villain saw that the torture wood master struggled for a long time at a height of 100 meters, and then fell, and other than that, ......"

"Wait!" Ling Xuozi's triangular eyes narrowed, "You said that you saw with your own eyes, after the person on the torture wood fell from a height of 100 meters, then he, was he injured?" ”

"Like...... No injuries......" He Rui replied uncertainly.

Ling Xuzi's expression became even more gloomy, and even a little more terrifying.

fell from a height of 100 meters, and were not injured!

Is this still human?

Resisting the urge to turn around and leave, Ling Xuzi realized that he might have been locked by the divine thoughts of the Torture Wood Master, but his own cultivation was too low, so he couldn't sense it! Realizing this, Ling Xuzi calmed down instead, waved his robe, and took a few steps forward.

"This immortal master wants to open the altar and practice, and you will wait for fifty zhang away!" Ling Xuzi pretended to shout.

The hundred and ten martial arts masters he brought with him looked at each other when they heard this.

Naturally, no one dared to disobey the words of the immortal master, He Rui and the hundred and ten martial arts masters retreated dozens of feet towards the rear, Ling Xuzi glanced back and breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if he loses to the Torture Wood Master now, he won't be too embarrassed.

Ling Xuzi patted the storage bag on his waist, took out an offering table, a peachwood sword, a few piles of yellow paper, a few incense burners and other things, and really opened the altar.

Shen Nian paid attention to Lin Xing here, and his face became strange.

Lin Xing really didn't expect that in this world, he could still see a more familiar scene in his previous life, even though this familiar scene was still a little more unfamiliar.

In less than a few breaths, dark clouds covered the moon in the sky.

Bang! Thunder roared, lightning spread into the distance like a crack in the sky, and thunderclouds lit up one by one, like a giant walking through the clouds.

Lin Xing's expression became solemn.

Could it be ...... This guy with three layers of condensation, still hides his strength? He changed his previous state of leisurely barbecue, and quietly took out the silver armor shield and Qingxi sword.

After all, the internal injury is the injury of flesh and blood, and at this time, under the healing of the red light after the advanced bronze mirror, it is almost healed, and it does not affect his spiritual power.

Bang!

Another thunderclap sounded, Lin Xing had already taken out the rune treasure that could only be used once, and the spiritual power was ready to release the Ah Tong in the black robe at any time for a desperate fight.

As for Situ Yue, who was sitting opposite him, he also noticed Lin Xing's strangeness at this time.

She just felt the air around her tighten.

Then the sky thundered, Uncle Bai and the others were busy expanding the camp, but no one noticed this, but Situ Yue's feelings were extremely clear.

"It's hard to ......"

She remembered a legend.

Those powerful immortal masters in the legend can make thunder, slay demons and kill ghosts, and move mountains and reclaim the sea at every turn!

Cracking sound......

The raindrops fell sparsely, and the rain curtain shrouded the foggy mountains, Lin Xing looked at the mountains and rivers in the half-hidden rain curtain, and sat up from the bonfire that still had not been extinguished.

His expression had regained his composure.

At this time, in Lin Xing's divine thoughts, it can be seen that the triangular-eyed and mustachioed monk, after opening the altar to attract a thunderstorm, lay on the offering table like a dead dog, sweating profusely on his forehead, which is obviously a manifestation of excessive spiritual power consumption.

"What is the intention of this person to invite a thunderstorm?"

Lin Xing was very puzzled, thought for a moment, and walked towards the direction where Ling Xuzi was, the rain line around him was blocked by his body protection spiritual power, and he couldn't get close to him within three feet of him, Situ Yue, who was staring at him on the side, his pretty face behind the white gauze was stunned.

The black robe, walking alone in the rain, the raindrops falling all over the sky, could not touch him.