The Ding family convoy moved forward slowly, and the sky was getting darker and darker.

As the eldest young master of the Ding family, Ding Luo is extremely talented. He is only twenty-two years old and has reached the third level of martial arts. It can be said that it is the hope of the entire Ding family's future.

This time, in order to protect his family's migration, he not only came forward to protect him, but also brought the two of his masters to come together.

Senior sister Mu Chunxiu and master Changyun Taoist were all pulled by him to guard the convoy.

At this time, I watched my father and the master have a happy conversation, and the atmosphere is harmonious. The senior sister and mother also whispered private words.

Ding Luo was worried about the problem of getting along with each other, but most of the problems were gone.

"Speaking of this, Ding Luo, you are actually good at everything. You just like meddling in other people's business. You must remember to correct it."

Master Changyun is already sixty-seven years old, and he has accepted two apprentices in his lifetime. The eldest of them is Mu Chunxiu, who is just as qualified. It would be good if he can reach the fifth grade at the age of thirty.

But his little apprentice Ding Luo has great hope. Maybe in the future, the first eighth-grade or even ninth-grade master will really appear under his disciples!

By then, although he, Daoist Changyun, had little strength, he had only barely intervened in the threshold of high-quality.

But the apprentice is strong enough to shine the family!

In this way, he was satisfied.

But... this apprentice is good everywhere, but there is a problem. He has a irritable temper, is eager to be righteous, and always likes to stand up for justice.

"Master, you are not unaware of it. I just can't see some people and some things." Ding Luo grabbed his head and pretended to be giggling.

"You..." Taoist Changyun was a little helpless and wanted to speak.

Suddenly, a scream came from afar in the forest not far away.

"Help!!"

Ding Luo frowned and looked at him.

Soon I saw a messed-up herb collector running out of the forest with blood on his face. A big black insect behind him rushed out of the forest and rushed towards the back of the herb collector.

"So brave!! How dare you hurt someone!!" Ding Luo immediately drew his sword and rushed forward, rushing towards the black tiger.

Ao!

The black tiger roared, looked up at Ding Luo, but turned and rushed towards him without stopping.

Ding Luo was not afraid at all, and immediately fought with the black tiger with a knife.

But he didn't notice that in the wood behind Heihu, there was a man in gray wearing a ghost face slowly approaching.

He kept the herb collector and did not kill him immediately, but just to feed his pet some snacks.

But I didn't expect that I could meet someone on the road in this wilderness.

"You are not lucky." A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the ghost-faced man's eyes.

The herb collector is likely to know the approximate location of Tianji Cave, although this may be very small.

But in case, it would be better to kill all the living people around you.

Only the dead are the best secret keepers.

This has always been the most believed principle of ghost-faced people.

As the ninth grade in the sect, as long as he completes this mission, he will be qualified to return to the sect to worship the gods and prolong his life.

Therefore, this time, you are only allowed to succeed but not fail, and there are no mistakes!

Looking at the fleet of cars and horses that appeared along the way, the Ghost Face Man's leisurely mood just now gradually changed.

In such a remote place, he doesn't necessarily have to pass a train for a few days. In this way, he is still unlucky and meets someone. It's really...

He immediately changed his mind and stopped playing. He silenced his mouth as soon as possible, and then went back to pick the precious medicine and took it away to avoid long nights of dreams.

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Ao!

A tiger roar came faintly from a distance.

On the edge of the bonfire, Zhang Rongfang looked up slightly and looked in the direction of the sound.

"There are still big bugs in this place?"

"Well, there are some, and there are still many." Nubain nodded, "There are too few towns around Jiaolin Mountain, and there are occasionally poisonous miasma in the forest, and there are many beasts such as big insects.

So most people who dare to come here are those who are extremely brave. Either they have no choice but to fight to get a fight."

"Often people come here and stay for a long time, I'm afraid there will be no way out." Zhang Rongfang shook his head.

"Yes. Without the support of martial artists with high martial arts skills, ordinary families, even if they have a little money, they don't want to go far. This is the situation for most families in the inland areas." Nubain agreed.

"Where is the sea route?" Zhang Rongfang asked, "The sea route should be much better, right?"

"The sea road is afraid of the wind. The sea is endless. What you fear most is that you are blown away from the course by the wind and waves. Once you are tilted, if you want to adjust, you must have a very powerful navigator." Nubain replied.

"So how do navigators rely on to identify the direction?"

"It is said that it relies on astronomical and astrological signs, and I don't understand these." Nubain shook his head. "But Daling is said to have observatories in many places? If you have time, you can go and have a look."

"Observatory? Well, I really have time to go and have a look."

The more Zhang Rongfang understood the Great Spirit, the more he felt that this empire with a huge territory became more mysterious.

"Come on, sir, I'll give you this." Nubain handed the roasted lamb legs to Zhang Rongfang.

The food they carry is prepared first, and when you get here you only need to heat it over a fire.

"Thank you." The two of them put on mint pure milk tea and chatted while eating.

Ao!

Suddenly, a more intense and clear tiger roar came from a distance.

This time, the tiger roar seemed to have a little more pain and anger.

"There are so many tigers here. They should be fighting." Nubain smiled. "Speaking of all, these tigers are indeed difficult for ordinary people, but for us warriors, a tiger is equivalent to an opponent of about a third-grade level, and it is still an opponent with only a few moves back and forth.

It's easy to fight. The last time I came here, I almost killed one of them..."

"Is that right? That's right. After we get the treasure medicine, we will kill one or two of them before leaving, which is considered a specialty." Zhang Rongfang also became interested.

"With the strength of an adult, it will be easy." Nubain complimented.

puff!

Bright red blood splashed.

The herb collector was culled by the black tiger and smashed heavily to the ground, with his head bleeding.

Ding Luo, who had just taken action, was stiff all over at this time, standing there, staring at the man in gray in ghost face slowly walking out from behind the black tiger.

"You...Who are you!?"

He felt an indescribable sense of depression from the other person.

The feeling of depression was even greater than the black tiger in front of him.

The black tiger's body is obviously much larger than that of a ghost-faced man.

But the aura of the two is not at the same level at all.

That feeling was like a flame and a stove.

"Hehe." The ghost-faced man glanced at the entire convoy. "I didn't expect that if I could meet so many people even if I feed Xiao Hei some food..."

"Xiao Luo, retreat!!" Suddenly, a figure rushed out, landed beside Ding Luo, and reached out to stop him.

It is his master, Taoist Changyun.

At this moment, his face was solemn, his eyes fixed on the ghost-faced man, not blinking.

It seems like I have encountered some kind of beast.

But even though the black tiger, who was obviously a beast, was just a few meters ahead of him, he turned a blind eye.

Instead, all attention is focused on the ghost-faced man.

"Your Excellency, we have no intention of offending, but we just happened to pass by here. Please give us a high hand. Let's leave immediately!"

His voice was clear and he bowed his hand with his fists.

At this time, the rest of the convoy also felt something was wrong.

The dark night, the forest, a ghost-faced man who raises a black tiger as a pet... This situation...

In the past, it was only encountered in some chivalrous novels.

And here...

Everyone was nervous.

"Let's go right away?" The ghost-faced man laughed twice again.
To be continued...