"No way!"

The dark-skinned man was categorical, his tone was unquestionable, and his legs clamped the horse's belly, speeding up his march.

The emaciated man's face was bitter, but he didn't dare to hesitate and followed closely.

After a while, the city gate approached, and the dark-skinned man took the lead and walked into the city first, and many dart masters in the rear were vigilant, paying attention to the surrounding environment while walking.

In such a place, the more people around, the more uncertain there are, these people are veteran dart masters, and their vigilance is almost instinctive.

Mo Ming hung at the back of the dart team, and when he approached the city, he carefully fell from the sky and walked into the city with only his legs.

Compared with the depression on the official roads outside the city, the city reveals the bustle and prosperity that a city should have.

As soon as they entered the city, the team headed straight for a three-story attic, which was a slightly better inn.

From the conversation between the dark-skinned man and the emaciated man, Mo Ming already knew that this dart team would not stay in the city for long, and would leave after a light meal.

Therefore, he didn't look around much, and followed into the inn.

Speaking of which, since he went to the Moro Country and entered the Hundred Refining Sect, and then participated in the trial until he got out of trouble and left, Mo Ming has not been in contact with ordinary mortals for more than a year, and he has not been able to eat a good meal.

Especially during the eight months of cultivation in that vast grassland, his whole person looked much thinner than before.

Although the need for food is no longer necessary with his cultivation now entering the early stage of foundation building, it does not mean that he has no appetite.

Seeing those dart masters chopping meat in large chunks with the dark-skinned man, Mo Ming couldn't help but have an appetite, and called the shopkeeper Xiao Er to order a table of wine and food for himself.

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Zhou Chuan is Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, he is a young man with a good face, and his figure is also slender, and he looks very handsome.

He walked from outside Daliang City, and he had some wind and dust on his body, and at a glance, he knew that he should have walked a long way to get here.

Zhou Chuan is a veritable casual cultivator, with the cultivation of the early stage of foundation building.

It is not easy to have such a cultivation in casual cultivation, because most casual cultivators do not have the support of the sect, and it is difficult to achieve something without the resources for cultivation.

And his spiritual root qualifications are not good, and being able to have such cultivation at such an age is completely dependent on his hard work over the years.

Where there is danger, Zhou Chuan will go, he has always felt that the existence of opportunities will always be accompanied by danger, so the more dangerous the place, the more immeasurable the opportunity.

This time, he wanted to go to the place where Qingxia Peak was located, because there were many rumors in the immortal cultivation world in that place in the past year, among which opportunities and dangers coexisted, and many major sects had been guarding there for a long time.

Although among them, he had also heard that many disciples of the great sect had fallen in Qingxia Peak, but this did not prevent rumors that there were strange treasures in Qingxia Peak, and he wanted to go and see, maybe there was some opportunity waiting for him.

Daliang City was the only way for Zhou Chuan to go to Qingxia Peak, and he flew for two months in a row, and he also felt a little tired when he had the initial cultivation of the foundation.

Walking into the city gate, what catches the eye is the three-storey inn that looks very nice from the outside.

In the open space in front of the inn, there were five of the carts parked, and some knifemen were on guard.

Zhou Chuan naturally saw at a glance that these people were just some mortals, but he didn't want to pay much attention to it just by looking at him, and walked straight towards the inn.

However, just as he stepped into the threshold with his front foot, he stepped back in.

Zhou Chuan frowned slightly, looking at one of the five cars with some surprise, and felt wisps of spiritual power escaping from it in his spiritual sense.

"Hey, it's a little strange, am I going to have good luck today, and I can meet good things as soon as I come?

Zhou Chuan muttered in a low voice, and was not in a hurry to enter the inn, so he turned around and walked around to the carriages to take a closer look.

"Hehe, these boxes know at a glance that they are not worldly things, wait for me to take them out, take a look at them first!"

Zhou Chuan's eyes lit up, and he walked around the carriage again, observing carefully, as if he was thinking about how to take out those boxes.

However, his behavior had already been seen by those sturdy dart masters, and everyone suddenly showed a look of vigilance.

"Boy, what do you want to do, dart door pressing, Hugh has to look around, go away!" a middle-aged man said with a cold face holding a broadsword.

Zhou Chuan grinned, ignoring the middle-aged man's words at all, staring at the carriage in the middle with a pair of eyes, thinking about how to do it.

This place is a busy city, and there are a lot of people coming and going, so it is obviously not possible to rob it like this.

It's not that he can't grab it, it's natural to use his cultivation in the early stage of foundation building to contend with these mortals who don't have any cultivation.

It's just that there are many people after all, and it is impossible for him to kill everyone, but it is a bit of a problem.

"Can you only wait for these people to leave this city before you do it?" Zhou Chuan frowned, thinking silently in his heart.

"Boy, didn't you hear what I said, get out of here, or don't blame me for being unkind to you with the knife in my hand!"

The middle-aged man drank lowly, and took advantage of the situation to pull the broadsword in his hand, but when he heard a sonorous crisp sound, his face was cold, and a sinister aura was revealed.

At the same time, Mo Ming, who was eating wine and food in the inn, raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw this scene outside in his spiritual sense.

He naturally felt the fluctuation of the spiritual power on Zhou Chuan's body, he was a monk with the same cultivation as him, but what surprised him was that he didn't expect to meet a monk in such a small city, and the other party seemed to be ready to make a move on some mortals.

"Did you find the box in the car and want to take it for yourself?"

Mo Ming frowned, listening to the scolding of the dart masters outside the door, how could he not understand the reason, it was clear that Zhou Chuan sensed the box in the car and had some bad thoughts.

The sound outside suddenly became a little louder, and the black-skinned man and the emaciated man who were eating obviously heard it at the moment when Mo Ming found out, and their faces changed, and they put down the dishes and chopsticks and rushed out.

"What's going on?" the dark-skinned man asked the middle-aged man with a calm expression.

"Darthead, this kid doesn't know what to do, his eyes are staring at our goods with sinister eyes, I was worried that he would have some bad thoughts, so I scolded a few words! I didn't expect this kid to suddenly burst out and break one of the monkey's hands!"

The middle-aged man's face showed anger, and just when he scolded the other party to leave to no avail, he ordered the dart master named Monkey to step forward and drive him away, but he didn't expect to hear the monkey scream in the blink of an eye, and the arm holding the knife twisted at a weird angle, which was obviously interrupted.

When the dark-skinned man heard the sound and saw the monkey's arm, his face suddenly became more and more gloomy, and he looked at Zhou Chuan's clothes and appearance, and his heart was also full of anger

"Dare to ask which way this brother is from?

The corners of Zhou Chuan's mouth turned up slightly, and his attention was not on these people from beginning to end, and when he heard the sound, he only raised his head slightly to take a look.

There was a cold look in his eyes, some sarcasm and some mockery.

"Let me ask you, what kind of goods are you securing, and where are you going to send them?" Zhou Chuan asked softly, his face was very indifferent, as if he had the slightest intention of explaining the previous scene.

For these mortals, he really has no need to explain, if he is unhappy, let alone beating a person, even killing a person is nothing.

This attitude seems to be very bad, but it is really common among immortal cultivators, because the immortal cultivation world pays attention to the law of the jungle where the strong are respected, and since mortals are not as powerful as monks, naturally monks will not care about mortals.

Although monks are all mortals, few people think so.

Mo Ming had a full view of this scene in the house, his cultivation time was relatively short, and he always thought that he was a mortal in his heart, and his attitude towards Zhou Chuan was also very uncomfortable!

However, he also knew it in his heart, and shook his head slightly, not wanting to pay attention to it, because there were many things that he could not decide to change.

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

The middle-aged man before drank loudly, and as soon as Zhou Chuan's words came out, the eyes of the dark-skinned man and many dart masters seemed to be about to erupt into flames, this attitude was too indifferent to them, which made people very angry.

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I'm very sorry.,I made a mistake last night.,I didn't upload it after the chapter was written! I turned on the computer at noon and found that I was sweating, I'm sorry!