The middle-aged coachman attacked again.
The two monsters wanted to cry but had no tears.
Obviously this guy was no match for them, but they couldn't fight back at all.
He can only be beaten.
It's so frustrating.
I have never been so frustrated.
The middle-aged coachman found it very satisfying.
He only had the cultivation level of the early stage of Dan Condensation, but he pressed two monsters in the middle stage of Dan Condensation to the ground and rubbed them.
So cool!
Not long after, the wolf demon and the bear demon were beaten until they vomited blood and screamed repeatedly.
Da Mao on the carriage yawned.
The pressure on the two monster beasts immediately dissipated.
The bear demon and wolf demon noticed this, quickly stood up, and ran away without looking back.
I don't dare to stay here any longer.
If this pressure appears again, the two of them will really have to stay here.
"I didn't expect these people to be protected by the Demon King, and they were almost finished!"
"I guess the demon king showed mercy, otherwise the two of us wouldn't have been able to escape."
The bear demon and the wolf demon ran incredibly fast.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.
The middle-aged coachman did not catch up.
He quickly returned to the carriage.
"Miss, those two monsters have been beaten back by me."
The young master was still worried: "They won't come again, will they?"
The middle-aged coachman shook his head.
"Probably not."
The young master breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good."
The middle-aged coachman hesitated.
"Miss, I feel like there are experts helping us secretly."
The young master was startled.
"Why do you say that?"
The middle-aged coachman said: "The cultivation level of those two monsters is actually higher than mine. Logically speaking, it would be difficult for me to deal with either of them. It is impossible to defeat them both."
"But the two monsters just seemed to be suppressed by some kind of force. They allowed me to attack them, but they didn't fight back."
"If not, I wouldn't be a match for them at all."
After hearing this, Young Master also felt that it made sense.
But the question is, where are the experts to help them?
They didn't ask anyone to protect them secretly during this trip.
Could it be?
The middle-aged coachman and the young master looked at Ye Qingyun who was hiding in the carriage and shivering.
"Could it be him?"
Both of them started to speculate.
Among them, only Ye Qingyun was unknown to them.
But Young Master quickly ruled out this conjecture.
"He is just a mortal. He doesn't even have the slightest bit of cultivation. He can't be an expert."
Young Master thought to himself.
But the middle-aged coachman didn't think so.
He stared at Ye Qingyun, trying to get some clues.
But no matter how carefully he looked, he couldn't find any trace of an expert on Ye Qingyun.
"Am I overthinking it?"
The middle-aged coachman was secretly puzzled.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Ye Qingyun looked suspicious.
"nothing."
The young master shook his head.
The middle-aged driver didn't say much.
He continued to drive, hurrying to leave this place.
Inside the carriage.
The young master has been looking at Ye Qingyun from time to time.
Ye Qingyun felt very uncomfortable when she saw him.
"May I have your name?"
At this moment, the young master remembered that he didn't even know what Ye Qingyun's name was.
"Ye Qingyun."
The young master was startled: "Are you from the Ye family?"
Ye Qingyun looked confused.
"Ye family? What Ye family?"
Young Master didn't seem to be pretending to be stupid when he saw Ye Qingyun, and if he was from the Ye family, he wouldn't have no cultivation at all.
"fine."
The young master said perfunctorily.
Ye Qingyun was speechless.
Godly.
What kind of tricks are you doing?
"Your surname is Xiao?"
he asked proactively.
"Well, my name is Xiao Shi."
"Disappear? This name does not sound auspicious."
Ye Qingyun said something.
Xiao Shi's face darkened.
"It's not disappearing, it's Xiao poetry, poetry with poems and songs."
"oh oh."
Xiao Shi rolled her eyes.
Ye Qingyun touched the rabbit in his arms.
"Well, why don't you just let me go? I'm just an ordinary person and I'm of no use to you."
Xiao Shi hummed softly.
"Why is it useless? You can tell me a story."
Ye Qingyun smiled bitterly: "How about I write down the story of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, and you read it slowly, and then let me go?"
Xiao Shi heard this and thought it was okay.
Although she is unruly, she can also understand the importance of things.
It was enough to force Ye Qingyun to take him all this way and make him tell him stories for so long.
It would be a bit much to take him with me anymore.
"Then you write it."
"okay."
Ye Qingyun immediately started writing.
There is a pen and paper on the carriage. Although it is a writing brush, Ye Qingyun has already practiced calligraphy well under the brutal training of the system.
Whether it is running script, regular script or cursive script, he can easily control it.
You can easily reach the level of a calligraphy master.
At first, Xiao Shi didn't pay attention.
But when she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw the words written by Ye Qingyun, she couldn't help but froze.
Ye Qingyun's calligraphy is free and elegant, every word is so perfect, making people feel comfortable just by looking at it.
Looking at Ye Qingyun's posture when he puts down the pen is simply a kind of enjoyment.
"Your handwriting is actually so good?"
Xiao Shi said in surprise.
Ye Qingyun smiled slightly.
"It's okay, just so-so."
So-so?
Xiao Shi looked at the vigorous and powerful words, yet not losing their elegance.
If this is so-so, then her writing can only be described as crawling like a dog.
I wrote it all night.
Ye Qingyun has finally finished writing The Legend of the Condor Heroes.
Of course.
In order to save time, Ye Qingyun completely refined the main content, so he could finish it in one night.
"It's finally over."
Ye Qingyun rubbed his sore and numb wrist and handed the dozen or so pages he had written down to Xiao Shi.
"By the way, let me give you another picture."
Ye Qingyun drew another picture.
It is a scene of Guo Jing bending his bow and shooting a large eagle.
This painting is naturally extremely exquisite.
Ye Qingyun's painting skills, like his calligraphy skills, were honed under systematic torture.
This painting made Xiao Shi stunned.
It seemed as if there really was a heroic figure standing in the desert Gobi, holding a treasure bow, bending the bow and setting an arrow, and killing two birds with one stone.
That kind of strong impact, that kind of real shock.
Xiao Shi was completely attracted by this painting for a moment, and was immersed in it involuntarily, forgetting everything.
"Ahem."
Ye Qingyun coughed.
Xiao Shi still stared at the painting.
"Oh, Miss Xiao."
Ye Qingyun reminded him.
Xiao Shi just woke up from a dream.
She looked at Ye Qingyun blankly.
"What's wrong?"
"I have to say goodbye."
Ye Qingyun said.
"Oh, stop the car."
Xiao Shi shouted.
The carriage stopped.
Ye Qingyun immediately got out of the carriage with the rabbit in his arms, and Da Mao also jumped down.
Xiao Shi poked her head out of the carriage.
"See you again in the future."
Ye Qingyun smiled and nodded.
The carriage continued to move forward.
Ye Qingyun breathed a long sigh of relief.
Finally free.
But he looked around.
People were confused again.
Where the hell am I?
This chapter has been completed!