Everyone on the city tower saw Ling Muyun's heroic appearance, and even retreated from the enemy with the strength of one person.

Regarding Ling Muyun's numb legs, everyone thought that he was used to bullying Zhang San, and even Zhang San was secretly slandering: "When you practice to this realm, will your legs be numb?" ”

What he didn't know was that Ling Muyun's True Qi was scurrying around, and it had reached the critical point of collapse.

The general was furious, and his anger ran through the mountains and rivers.

The fourth middle general is just a martial artist, and he has no cultivation, but with martial arts and brute force, he fights with himself equally.

According to Tu Haojie, Sima Wei, the king of the northwest, may be unfathomable.

Don't think about it, the kind of weight that crushes four horses must not be a martial artist.

"I'm sitting in the well and watching the sky!" Ling Muyun sighed while breathing.

In the past six months, he has been immersed in the role of "Childe" and cannot extricate himself.

Even, when a big sister brings a girl to the door to talk to the matchmaker, she will still think about dying in Dingbei City.

In this comfort, all original intentions and curiosities are forgotten.

What is the reason for the disappearance of parents?

What is hidden behind the "Ten Reverses"?

When he parted, he told him to travel so that he could see the troubled times, so how could he travel?

I only know the "Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest", who is the lame nine?

Cripple Nine mentions the alien race, so does he know the truth about his parents' departure?

And the poppy beauty, whether it is love, whether it is love but can't, or love, is inconclusive.

Leifa, who he is proud of, is almost stagnant, but what I see today, I know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people.

"It's not that Dingbei City is too small, it's that I'm still in the well." Ling Muyun concluded.

Half a month later, Dingbei City received the news that the new overseer was about to take office, which made Ling Muyun let go of the last trace of worry.

The next day.

The "Gongzi Flag" was rolled up and placed in front of the Ling Gate.

The three big words "people go" on the door tell everyone that the son is gone.

"I haven't had time to see him off yet."

"The words are a little ugly, but the son is still the son."

"Go to the South Gate!" The old woman said it categorically.

Ling Muyun did walk through the south gate.

After greeting the security guards, he swaggered out of the city gate and headed west.

Sheqilan said that he had been at war with other races.

Interracial is associated with the disappearance of parents.

Lame Jiu said, traveling, seeing the world, but did not say where to go.

The Lei Fa chapter is becoming more and more difficult to understand, and the practice has encountered a bottleneck, and the summary sentence is: I know all the words, but I don't know what to say when I put them together.

What's more, Tushan has a song and an exotic atmosphere.

There's no reason not to make a heading all the way west.

It's just that the desert is lonely, you can imagine it, and there is really no need to experience it yourself.

The days are scorching, the nights are cold, and except for the courgette, which is sweeter than that of Middle-earth, only the great sun remains.

Ling Muyun had walked in the desert for nearly half a month, and he had already passed the range of the Western Mountain Region.

Along the way, the people who slept in the open food and ate never even saw a bird, let alone enjoyed any ambitious scenery.

"Listening to music comes at a price!" Just as he was talking to himself, an eagle chirp caught his attention.

Hai Dongqing!

Abundant in the northeast, it is extremely rare, and it appears in the vast sea of sand, which means that not far away, there are traces of people.

And the identity of this person should not be low.

According to Hai Dongqing's circling range, Ling Muyun locked the general direction and approached at great speed.

A moment later, a caravan appeared ahead.

About 100 camels, carrying heavy loads, moving slowly in the desert, should be merchants.

If you can go all the way, you will have less loneliness on the journey, and you can change some salt at the worst.

There is no shortage of hares, foxes and other animals in the Gobi, and it is not a problem to mix a round belly.

Especially after groping many times and mastering the fine use of the thunder method, the game that was corona was detached from the initial scorch, but had a different taste and flavor, which made Ling Muyun a little overjoyed.

It's just that he is a little tired of eating these things every day, and at this moment, his heart has a persistent yearning for the fragrance of rice millet.

Generally speaking, camel caravans in the sand sea often hire escorts to guard against dangers such as bandits and beasts.

After all, the camel caravan itself is an enticing piece of fat.

Just when Ling Muyun was thinking about how to greet without causing misunderstanding, a person walked out of the tail of the team, with a robe, breeches, and a belt to tie his waist, handsome and handsome, but he was not very old but had a vicissitudes of life.

"Friend, stop!" Hai Dongqing landed on the young man's arm, and flapped his wings again and flew away.

"Huh? What do you call a friend? Ling Muyun stopped and asked.

"What about you, Tuoba?"

"Captain of a thousand people, Ling Muyun!"

Ling Muyun didn't take this cheap lieutenant seriously, even when he was packing his things, he threw the seal in the package at will.

I didn't think it would be useful so quickly.

In the vast sea of sand, no matter how you introduce it, it is not as easy to accept as an official identity.

"Lord Captain, do you have something to order?"

Tuoba Jue had doubts about Ling Muyun's identity: Which captain of the thousand people is not a high-headed horse, calling forward and hugging? But the soldier in front of him is not a single servant, which is indeed too shabby.

According to the information sent back by Hai Dongqing, Ling Muyun was indeed a person, which made him a little confused.

You can't raid a caravan by yourself, do you?

"Yu Tushan was sent off, I don't know if it's a stop?" Ling Muyun saw the other party's doubts and told a lie.

The seal cannot be faked, as for what to do, it is not up to you to decide?

As he spoke, the caravan guards approached with an old man in their arms.

"Master Liu, you are alone, and there is nothing abnormal around." Tuoba was the first to speak.

The old man nodded and took the lead in speaking: "Look at the decoration of the son, it is different from ordinary people, dare to ask what's the matter?" What do you want? ”

The old man's face was a little tired, but he was full of energy, and his voice was loud.

"Ling Muyun, the captain of the thousand-person capital, was ordered by the king of the northwest to go to Tushan to be sent on a mission. Because he was separated from his servants, he walked alone. The more Ling Muyun told the lie, the more fluent he became: "I don't know if it's along the way, and it's good to take care of each other along the way." ”

"Oh, it's the Captain." The old man arched his hand and made a courtesy: "The food and clothing of the caravan are strictly calculated, and the road is not smooth, there are many beasts and bandits, I am afraid that I will delay the good things of the adults, and I can't afford it." ”

If it is someone else, maybe you have to quibble a few words and say a few polite words.

The Ling clan is a large clan in Dingbei City, and once raised three caravans, going back and forth between Sichuan and Shu and the Western Regions.

Although Ling Muyun has never followed a runner, he has never eaten pork and has never seen a pig run, right?

Without further reminders from the old man, Ling Muyun picked up a slightly larger stone from the ground and held it in his hand: "It's ugly!" ”

Before the words fell, the stone was thrown into the air.

With a "bang", the ink blade was already in both hands.

"Do what?" The guard hurriedly drew out the Pu knife and pointed it at Ling Muyun with a bright light.

Pebbles fall quickly.

Ignoring the guards' panic and cautious defenses, the ink blade slashed several times at the stone in a single breath.

Before everyone could recover from the dazzle, Ling Muyun pointed at the stone, which had been sandwiched between the index and middle fingers, and the ink blade didn't know when it would return to his back again.

"Master Liu, what about now?"

Ling Muyun was like juggling, showing his hand, which made people applaud, especially the sharp edges and corners of the stone being cut, which made everyone present breathtaking.

"The camel bell caravan passed through Persia and passed through Tushan! Captain, if you don't dislike it, you can go on the road with us! The old man clenched his fists, obviously recognizing Ling Muyun's skills.

"Master Liu is polite, just call me Ling Muyun! Then for the rest of the day, it's going to be bothered! ”

The old man didn't say much, nodded, and threw down a sentence, "Please ask Ling Gongzi to go with the little brother!" Then he turned and returned to the group.