Chen Fu rode on a fast horse and hurried all the way to Beihai County.

He was alone, but because of the disciple mark of the Dry Dao Palace on his body, not many people troubled him.

And the only group of bandits who didn't come up to rob and kill for a long time was easily killed by him.

It took a day for Chen Fu to catch up with the end of Zhao's convoy.

"My Zhao clan is really not good, even a little disciple dares to despise it."

Seeing that Chen Fu was late, the Zhao family's housekeeper said a few words.

Compared with the year before when he was high-spirited, his hair has turned a lot grayer, and it can be said that he is old.

There were only two disciples of the Dry Dao Palace who carried out the mission with Chen Fu, and their skills were only a little more than one life.

At this moment, when they heard the Zhao family's housekeeper Yin Yang Dry Dao Palace, they were all a little angry.

And Chen Fu has experienced so many things, but his face is calm.

He looked around and saw that the guards around him were ordinary young men.

It looks like I've practiced some martial arts, but that's about it.

I'm afraid that only one-third of them are on the verge of life.

"The Zhao family really can't do it."

The quality of this guard is probably outsourcing the task of escorting grain and grass to the dart board.

And with the current financial resources of the Zhao family, they may not even be able to raise the original nearly 1,000 private soldiers.

The only person Chen Fu noticed who could be called combat effectiveness was actually the driver who drove the car.

The coachman was dressed in tatters and wore a straw hat, and looked like a bad old man.

His emaciated body made people wonder if he could pull out the knife next to him.

However, Chen Fu relied on his powerful perception to sense carefully, and he still felt the strange feeling on this old man's body.

"This old man may actually be a master of three lives."

The convoy moved slowly, and the target was the dock fort in the countryside dozens of miles away.

Chen Fu chatted with the guards along the way, only to learn that this old man's name was Huang Laojiu, and he was an existence like a guest of the family.

The convoy's movements were unusually smooth, and the swaying of the car even made Chen Fu a little sleepy.

After the handover of the dock fort, the convoy encountered a group of seemingly menacing horses.

However, with these menacing ringing horses, Huang Laojiu pulled out his knife and cut it into pieces in just one round.

"These should just be serfs who escaped from the surrounding dock forts."

Chen Fu relied on his superb medical skills and looked at the fragments of the corpse to come to a conclusion.

These horses looked tall and had thick bones, but there was not the slightest trace of martial arts training on their bodies, and some of them only had the scars left by farming.

The horseback riding technique is also unusually rusty, and it looks like it was practiced in a hurry.

These serfs, who did not know where to escape, naturally converted into ringing horses once they lost their land.

"In a previous life, a dozen young men with knives and horses would still be able to run rampant in the wilderness. However, for warriors, ordinary people are no different from lambs. He sighed silently.

He has been practicing martial arts for a long time, and he has forgotten the feeling of facing a martial artist when he is still an outcast.

Looking back now, it's a bit like the feeling of an ordinary person facing a tiger close at hand.

Ordinary people will unconsciously be intimidated when facing strong men, let alone superhuman-martial artists who surpass humans in all aspects.

"For this world, martial arts are everything." He couldn't help but clench his fists.

And the two disciples of the Qiandao Palace behind him seemed to have seen blood for the first time, and they looked pale and worried.

With a dozen more horses in the convoy, the convoy slowed down because it took more time to pacify the horses.

Chen Fu took this opportunity to secretly observe the specific content of the grain and grass, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was really just some dry food.

He had been afraid before, what kind of trick the Zhao family was playing, and what precious items were mixed in the grain and grass.

But now he was sure that it was really nothing more than wheat and beans.

With Huang Laojiu covered, a fool will fight hard with a three-life master for this benefit, even if it is an old three-life master.

When he was halfway through the journey, Huang Laojiu suddenly waved his hand and signaled the convoy to stop.

"Another thief?" The guards were immediately alert.

However, after seeing that there were only a few horses in the distance, the guards immediately relaxed a lot, and even some were eager to try.

"It's just some horse thieves, just kill them." The guards shouted.

"You don't look at their outfits, these iron horsemen are from the Black House Army!" Huang Laojiu's eyes widened and he said in a deep voice.

The Black House Army? The originally arrogant guards immediately shuddered and closed their voices one after another.

The Black House Army is famous in this area, all of them are at the level of two to three lives, even the scouts have the level of two lives.

If they annoy the Black House Army, their convoy will probably be more than lucky.

However, although they will not take the initiative to provoke the Black House Army, what if the Black House Army targets them? Many people immediately became nervous.

Huang Laojiu kept holding the knife, staring into the distance, his face uncertain.

However, a moment later, the horses of the Black House Army suddenly and slowly retreated, retreating farther away.

"Whew." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Fu also breathed a sigh of relief, he actually saw the Heifu Army a few seconds earlier than Huang Laojiu, just to see Huang Laojiu's reaction to this.

If the Zhao clan had any unknown blood feud with the Heifu Army, then Chen Fu had no choice but to run away.

"The old man is really Yu Wei is still here, these little dolls are just two lives in the end, where do you dare to provoke the old man." Huang Laojiu snorted coldly.

Seeing this, the others immediately complimented, and the sycophants who didn't want money blurted out frantically.

However, Huang Laojiu listened to it, and finally laughed a few times, and touched his nose embarrassedly:

"But although the old man has three lives, he definitely can't beat the leader of the Black House Army's three lives."

"If you really encounter the main force of the Heifu Army, I don't think you need to struggle too much, just scatter and flee, it's really not worth your life with this little money and food."

As a disciple of the Zhao family, he was able to say such words, but many people looked at him differently, some were surprised, and some admired.

Being a person can understand this truth, and it can be regarded as living and understanding.

When Chen Fu heard this, he was naturally more satisfied.

This Huang Laojiu seems to be also from a homeless person in the Huaihai region, who became a ringing horse when he was young, and until he was old, he actually achieved three lives and became a guest of the Zhao family.

If it weren't for the fact that the Zhao clan was really short of people, I am afraid that he would not be able to use the weakest three-life martial artist like him.

Moments later...

Chen Fu actually saw a familiar person.

A large group of about forty disciples of the Dry Dao Palace gathered together and formed a convoy.

And the leader seemed to be the personal disciple of the Demon Elimination Hall, and when Chen Fu saw him, Li Buqian was circling around that person.

However, when Chen Fu saw this convoy, what he felt was not a coincidence, but a sense of strangeness.

"Isn't there too much stuff for the convoy? There are so many supplies in the convoy, why there are no Han people next to it, it is really strange. In Chen Fu's heart, the alarm bell immediately sounded.

When the convoy of the Gandao Palace was parallel to the Zhao convoy, he actually smelled a smell similar to the sea dragon incense in the record.

However, instead of feeling lucky, he fell into an ice cave.

"If these are the rewards that the disciples have obtained, then will anyone really choose this Sea Dragon Incense that is of partial use?"

He looked into the distance, and seemed to vaguely see the shadow of the Black House Army scout.