Hu Jian looked at the dozens of white bones in the rain in front of him, seemed to feel the tingling sensation in his chest, took a slight breath, wiped the rain on his face, and turned around and ran towards the tree where He Lan was.

He Lan's eyes were swollen and high, looking at Hu Jian's mouth with a faint trace of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, his body was as miserable as rags, his eyes were full of concern, and the rain mixed with tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

He Lan's clothes in the rain were already soaked, tightly attached to her body, a graceful curve that had been faintly developed, and the girl's concave and convex figure was fully displayed, and Hu Jian, who saw it, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Are you alright?"

He Lan shook her head, crying even harder, with big black eyes and a sad look, she looked very cute.

Hu Jian scratched his head, his face was anxious, and he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Did a centipede bite you?"

"Don't cry yet..."

"Isn't it too cold?"

Hu Jian was foreheadd for a long time, scratching his ears and cheeks, looking like a "little white".

"Are you alright?" He Lan burst into tears and laughed, amused by Hu Jian's silly appearance.

"I'm fine, let's go back, your brother is still worried about you. Hu Jian scratched his head and said.

"Hmm. He Lan's voice was unusually well-behaved.

Hu Jian picked up He Lan on his back and felt the back... , his heart beat involuntarily, he took a deep breath and walked through the woods in the direction of Citygate.

Half an hour later, Hu Jian stopped at the west gate of Taiwu Town, where a carriage was parked under the locust tree next to the gate, and the rain hit the wooden carport and "crackled".

At the front of the carriage, a man in a cloak stretched out his head to look into the city gate, his eyes full of anxious worry, and there was a faint voice of anxious inquiry in the carriage, which sounded very uneasy.

The two of them have already been arranged by Hu Jian at the west gate of the city He Yun and He Peng, He Yun is a junior warrior, he suffered a skin injury, and he can get out of bed in one day, Hu Jian wanted to rescue He Lan and fled to a remote village next door with the three of them, but he didn't come up with so many changes.

"Brother Dapeng!" He Lan's voice was full of eagerness.

Hu Jian's figure stood still, He Lan couldn't wait to rush into the carriage, knowing that He Peng was injured, she kept asking questions all the way, anxious.

He Yun looked towards Hu Jianhou, but under the heavy rain, he could see clearly, and it was all watery.

"Let's go, little brother. He Yun looked at Hu Jian motionless and said anxiously.

"Uncle Yun, the mountain road is muddy on a rainy day, let's stay in Taiwu Town today. Hu Jian replied.

"Then what's going on, what if they chase after them?" He Yun's face was ugly, and his tone was anxious.

"They won't be chasing, don't worry. Hu Jian said.

"Why?"

"The men of the caravan are dead. ”

"Ahh

Ten days later, in the teahouse next to the city gate on the east side of Taiwu Town, a peach branch on the willow tree of the teahouse was out of place, and I don't know when it was inserted, and the leaves were already a little wilted.

In the teahouse, there were a few tables of guests who came and went, and on the side near the city gate, a slightly chubby, bearded, and somewhat thief-eyed man stared at the city gate, his face full of loss, it was Hongshan.

There are people coming in and out of the city gate, some carrying flat poles, riding big horses, riding carriages, and even occasionally one or two mighty men riding demon beasts.

Hong Shan sighed heavily, it had been 3 days since he had found out the news of Ling Feng, in order to find out Ling Feng's whereabouts, he had spent all the courage in his life, and the more he waited in the past few days, the more he waited, the more he lost.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the table, and the hand on the table was unusually rough, it was Hu Jian in disguise.

"Any news?" the hoarse voice said with a hint of confusion.

Hong Shan's face was full of surprise, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stared at the silver ticket on the table with his eyes.

"Yes, yes, Ling Feng's soul was damaged and unconscious, Susie with her son, and a mysterious powerhouse escorted him heading, out of West Python City, and heading in the direction of the Central Continent, as if he was going abroad for medical treatment. Hong Shan said excitedly.

"Mysterious powerhouse, let's talk about it!" Hu Jian's voice trembled slightly.

Hong Shan's mind was on the silver ticket on the table, so he naturally wouldn't notice Hu Jian's strange appearance, and hurriedly said, "That strong man is so ruthless, Ling Feng is seriously injured, and the city gate guard who met Yun Guo West Python City on the way refused to let him go because of the middle of the night, and the mysterious strong man was furious, and the guard was the strength of the junior martial sect, and he was still knocked two big bags by that person's pipe on his head, and he was beaten obediently, and he was obediently released, and even the martial saint Bu Chi didn't dare to say anything." Hongshan was a little gloating, and the mentality of the little people was undoubtedly revealed.

"Oh, you little servant can know these things, and I can't be a fool. Hu Jian snorted coldly and stared at Hong Shan's eyes, he was testing Hong Shan's truth.

"Brother. . . No, my lord, it's true, you believe me, I.. I.." Hong Shan was shocked, and he didn't say a reason for a long time.

Hu Jian got up and left, and there was a disdainful sound of "snort" in his mouth, as if he was laughing at the big lie told by Hong Shan.

"My lord, it's true, I..." Hong Shan hurriedly grabbed Hu Jian's sleeve, hesitated for a while, and whispered in Hu Jian's ear, "I secretly flipped through the documents of the town guard, and it was secretly ordered to thoroughly investigate the identity of this person, because that strong person may be a martial saint powerhouse..."

Hu Jian stopped, his eyes hidden under the hat were full of joy, the news from He Yun said that Ling Feng was seriously injured, and he didn't know Ling Feng's whereabouts, and the news of Hongshan made his hanging heart finally fall...

Half an hour later, Hu Jian's figure appeared in the firm, he looked up at the various commissions on the notice board, knowing that Zhang Guang was fine, he was planning to leave for the beast forest, as for leaving the West Python City and crossing the Red Python Forest, his strength was far from enough.

Hu Jian's eyes were fixed on the caravan entrustment column, there were only four commissions in total, and the caravans generally recruited enough guards in Citygate or set off to Citygate, and there were not many half-way moves.

"Yunqi caravan, recruit two samurai intermediate samurai, go to Kyoto Yuncheng, pay 60 taels a day, and set off at noon 3 days later. ”

"The Sealand caravan, recruit a senior samurai guard, go to the imperial city of Yuncheng, pay 200 taels per day, and set off in the afternoon after 3 days. ”

"Yunzhi caravan, sincerely recruit a samurai junior escort, go to Citygate, pay 10 taels a day, and set off early in the morning 3 days later. ”

"The Suhui caravan, recruiting four warrior intermediate guards, went to Citygate with a reward of 80 taels per day, and set off in the morning 3 days later. ”

At the reception at the door, Hu Jian walked to the old man in the green robe with small eyes, the old man was sitting on the chair, looking at the people coming and going with a smile, smoking a big pipe similar to Zhang Guang in his mouth, looking leisurely...

This strong man, I don't know if there is any little old man who can help. The old man's voice was warm and kind.

"Yunzhi caravan, tired of the old man. Hu Jian looked at the pipe in the old man's hand, and couldn't help but flash in his heart the appearance of Zhang Guang spitting out a smoke ring.

The Suhui caravan was too big, there were many people, and there were too many rules, he just wanted to find someone to lead the way, and he could practice quietly on the road, and he didn't like the lively atmosphere and meaningless socializing.

"Samurai senior!" the old man looked at the identity book in his hand, his eyes were slightly surprised, and he looked at Hu Jian with a look of surprise.

"It's you, little brother, young hero, but the Yunzhi caravan is poorly paid, isn't the Suhui caravan better?" The old man remembered Hu Jian, and he was also shocked by the high-level strength of the generals that Hu Jian tested that day, and he kindly reminded him when he chose such a caravan.

"No need, just Yunzhi. Hu Jian said.

The old man nodded slightly, took out a pen, danced on a piece of paper, wrote very sloppily, wrapped it in a yellow envelope, and handed it to Hu Jian, which was a letter of introduction.

Hu Jian took the envelope, bowed to the old man and thanked him, and after paying the fee at the door, he looked at the note with the address and contact person in his hand, and walked briskly towards the west gate...