The caravan was not too fast, but it was not too slow, and Ye Wuwu mainly sought stability.

Sleeping alone on the grassland is really uncomfortable.

Boss Li, who was handing over a few more pieces of silver to the caravan as usual, Ye Wuwu learned that there were about two days left before he could reach the Xishu border.

Boss Li is also very interested in this negative sword ranger named Ye Wuwu, of course, mainly because he is very satisfied with the other party's behavior.

A few taels of silver, he Boss Li is not short of this money, but he often travels between the two places on weekdays, and he has also seen some Xishu rangers, and a large part of them asked to travel together, and he agreed.

But most of the people said it loudly, which sect they were the pride, and what they had experienced, the people in the caravan were yearning, but they didn't pay for it.

Boss Li also understands in his heart, ordinary these rangers who travel the rivers and lakes, don't look at all those who are dressed like dogs, what jade pendants hang on their waists, and they are dressed in brocade, but they are really poor eggs in their pockets.

There is no other reason, a martial artist, even if you are in the second-grade realm, but if you just walk the rivers and lakes, there is no big sect affiliation, and there is no strong family property, then you will be rich?

Could it be that when your realm is high, the money can be changed into your hands?

However, most of the people that Boss Li met were experienced rangers from small sects and small sects, or young people who came out to walk the rivers and lakes with enthusiasm.

If you don't know the price of firewood and rice, don't you really think that the rivers and lakes are as happy and chic as described in the book, and they are all free and easy?

There are many wanderers who can't get along and are hungry and eat steamed buns on the side of the road.

However, Boss Li only thought about these words in his heart, maybe he felt a little more emotional, thinking of those unpleasant poor rangers in his mind, Boss Li looked at the young swordsman beside him again, but the more he looked at it, the more comfortable he became.

Thinking of this, Boss Li even moved a trace of matchmaking, he still has a daughter to be married in his family, who is not ugly, but he is a little fatter, not too fat, just 180, but it is all with himself, at least biological.

Ye Wuwu smiled and talked to Boss Li for a few words, then thought about it and asked again.

"Boss Li, your caravan has been running on the border all these years, but is it still safe?"

Boss Li smiled angrily, pointed to Chen Darttou in front of the caravan, and said in a low voice.

"We have Chen Darttou, a powerful martial artist in the three-grade realm, we have walked with him for more than ten years on this road, and it is very safe."

Before that, he added the previous sentence again.

"Besides, it's still two days before we get to the border city, so there's nothing to do."

Ye Wuwu smiled and returned to the carriage.

In the carriage, Ye Wuwu closed his eyes and meditated, and the tendons and veins in his body saw the internal force flowing, and a trace of it was transformed into true qi.

However, the speed is extremely slow, these days, Ye Wuwu himself has only condensed such a trace of true qi, compared to what he condensed under the pressure of Tianlu at the beginning, it can be said that it is much less.

However, this matter is also extremely normal, Chen Yun of the Diancang Sect is also a powerhouse who has condensed true qi in the second-grade realm, but the other party is seven years older than Ye Wuwu, and he has finally condensed a bit of true qi that can barely wrap his palms.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuwu was relieved.

It's a pity that the system can only help you improve the level of your heart sword and sword intent, and it can't increase the condensation of your true qi, thinking of this, Ye Wuwu sighed slightly.

But then, Ye Wuwu frowned slightly, lifted the curtain, and looked out of the car, but only saw the normal driving of the convoy, and there was nothing abnormal.

Ye Wuwu retracted his gaze and said with some doubts.

"Am I too nervous?"

Since yesterday, Ye Wuwu has faintly felt an uneasy aura in his heart, but he can't say the specific reason.

He didn't remember when he had the ability of this unpredictable prophet, so this uneasy feeling, Ye Wuwu didn't know where to start.

He didn't know that Cang Yangcuo had given him a piece of luck that day.

From ancient times to the present, there are some peculiarities in those who carry the luck of the atmosphere.

Not to mention the most exaggerated thing is that many dynasties ago, there was a monarch named Liu Henai, when he was fighting with the enemy, he was able to drop meteorites from the sky to defeat the enemy.

Of course, Ye Wuwu's luck at the moment was not so exaggerated.

But it can make him have a vague sense of foreknowledge about the good and bad things in the future.

Night is coming soon, the caravan has advanced for a day at the moment, and they have all stopped to rest, this place is far from reaching Xishu City, and tomorrow it will be a day's journey, so most of the merchants are very excited at this moment.

There were even some merchants who took out some drinks at the moment and drank them.

However, Chen Darttou walked quickly at this moment, and when he saw the appearance of everyone, he couldn't help but snatch the man's wine jug and smash it to the ground.

"When you go to business, you sleep outside, you are not allowed to drink, don't you understand the rules?"

Chen Darttou said coldly.

The businessmen sitting on the side looked at each other, at this moment, maybe they were about to approach Xishu, and the next road was very safe in the eyes of everyone, and some businessmen returned to the top of the road.

"Chen Darttou, I'm going to Tianlan City soon, why be so nervous, everyone is just celebrating, and they won't really drink too much."

Chen Dart's expression was cold, and he just wanted to get angry, but Boss Li stood up first to play a round, first reprimanded the businessman who wanted to drink, and then persuaded Chen Darttou with a bunch of kind words, and Chen Darthead left.

There are ten dart masters in this team, and all ten of them are considered to be good hands in the dart game, and the worst one is a six-rank martial artist, but he is a good hand at dispensing medicine, and it doesn't matter if the realm is low.

Of the remaining nine people, the worst are all fifth-grade realm martial artists, and the strongest is Chen Darttou, a third-grade martial artist.

As for the second-grade martial artist, there are only two people in the whole dart game, and this kind of character who can be called a little martial arts master basically doesn't run darts, but just hangs up as a card.

This line of ten-person dart division team is enough to reflect the value of this batch of goods.

Chen Dangtou stood on a hill not far from the caravan, his eyes looking into the distance, and his face did not relax at all.

Those stupid businessmen didn't know, but he knew very well that the sooner he got to Xishu, the more dangerous it became.

The Western Regions are vast and vast, and if you look around, your own caravan looks huge, but it is not conspicuous, and those bandits, even if they want to rob, it is not easy to choose a target.

You can come out of the Western Regions and go to Tianlan City in Xishu, just like that.

The way to go.

How many caravans traveled overturned on this road, not in the Western Regions.

Although I don't know if I have been affected by the living Buddha in the Western Regions recently, and even the traces of horse bandits have decreased a lot, Chen Darttou still refuses to let down his vigilance.

What Chen Darttou didn't know was that in a place where he couldn't see, there was a dense group of figures on a hillside, which was slowly gathering at this moment.

Most of the people in the caravan have rested at this moment, and the snoring is coming and going, and they are also very tired from running merchants for months.

From time to time, the burning fire made the sound of dry wood crackling.

In the carriage, the young swordsman who had been meditating quietly slowly opened his eyes at this moment.