Chapter 1365 The slave family is afraid, chirp chirp
Although Zhao Tong is only the third leader of the Bandit Village, his level 4 in the True Martial Realm is enough to make him a famous figure within a hundred miles of Longji Mountain.
At this time, he was leading more than twenty of his men, returning to the bandits' stronghold along the mountain road.
Going down the mountain this time can be said to be a rewarding experience.
Not only did he successfully rob two passing caravans, he also destroyed a small bandit village with only a dozen people and plundered all the gold and silver from the other party.
In recent days, he found that there were many more caravans passing through Longji Mountain than before.
I heard from the leader of the bandit village that this is related to a major event that happened a few days ago.
I heard that less than half a month ago, the Three Sacred Mountains thousands of miles away were suddenly smashed to pieces by a giant palm that fell from the sky.
Zhao Tong didn't know where the Three Sacred Mountains were, after all, they were so far apart.
But being able to smash a mountain into pieces with one palm, after all, is a method that only a very powerful monk can use.
Therefore, Zhao Tong estimated that there was a battle between powerful monks, which caused chaos on one side.
This chaos covered a large area, so much so that even Longji Mountain, thousands of miles away, was affected.
But for bandits like them, this impact is greatly beneficial.
In the past, it would take them an average of a month to hijack a caravan.
If you are unlucky, it may take two or three months to hijack one, and you may even suffer casualties in the process.
But in the past four or five days, they have hijacked close to ten caravans.
And these ten caravans are all extremely rich!
Although there are no materials that are helpful for cultivation, it is just a mortal caravan, but for bandits like them who have no ambition to cultivate immortality, it can already be regarded as an astonishing wealth.
The harvest in five days, the harvest in the bandit village, actually exceeded the total harvest in the past year.
How could this not make Zhao Tong smile from ear to ear with joy?
He even thought happily that he would take this opportunity to vigorously develop the bandit village and then sweep across the entire Longji Mountain and become the largest bandit village in Longji Mountain.
At that time, if you want people, you will have money, and if you want money, you will not get whatever you want.
Perhaps in his lifetime, there is still hope to move toward the fifth level of the True Martial Realm.
If you can get the favor of some greedy monks and let them teach you some mental techniques or something, it is not impossible to reach the Pulse Condensation Realm.
If he really reaches that point, he will really soar into the sky.
When he thought of this, Zhao Tong's heart felt as sweet as honey.
But soon, he pouted again.
My vision is beautiful, and I have always been enterprising in leading the bandit camp.
But among the gangsters, there was another second-in-command who always liked to go against him.
As for the big boss, he only knows how to make peace with others.
"If there were no second child, the bandit village would be at least twice as powerful as it is now. Not to mention other things, among the dozen or so villages around Longji Mountain, there would be absolutely no problem in ranking among the top three!" Zhao Tong endured in his heart.
Can't stop thinking about it.
But he felt that this was really unlikely.
The boss and second son of the bandit village are both at the fifth level of the True Martial Realm.
In terms of realm, keep yourself under control.
Every time he thought of this, Zhao Tong couldn't help but secretly hate his bad luck.
But today, he is still in a good mood.
After all, I have gained a lot. When I go back, the expression on my second son’s face will be very exciting.
With this thought in his mind, Zhao Tong suddenly felt that the horse under his crotch seemed to be walking a little slowly.
But at this moment, the sound of a woman crying came from the mountain stream ahead.
This gentle and plaintive voice, when heard in the ears of Zhao Tong and other mountain bandits, immediately made them feel dizzy, and they couldn't help but want to go and see what the woman who made such a pleasant voice looked like.
At this time, there was no need for Zhao Tong to give orders. A group of more than 20 bandits hurried forward a few steps, turned around the foot of the mountain, and immediately saw a figure with long hair reaching waist, wearing a purple dress, and standing on the side of the mountain road.
The slender woman was facing away from them, leaning on a man and sobbing.
Although I haven't seen what he looks like yet, the back view alone is enough to make people imagine.
Hearing the movement behind her, the woman turned around.
Although her face was covered with a veil, only her eyes were exposed.
But just by looking at the outline, you can tell that this is a peerless beauty.
And at this time, the beauty's eyes when looking at everyone were full of panic and fear, like a frightened deer, which made these bandits feel extremely itchy.
Seeing Zhao Tong riding a horse and walking slowly towards the beautiful woman, the other bandits present swallowed their saliva and cursed in their hearts that all the good meat had been eaten by dogs.
"You, who are you!" The beauty's eyes filled with tears and she shrank back.
Zhao Tong's eyes swept over the other person's neck, chest and waist, and he felt his breathing quicken.
For him, there is actually no shortage of women.
But for some reason at this moment, the woman in front of him seemed to have a huge attraction to him.
Even if you haven't seen the other person's face yet, all you see at this moment is a pair of eyes and that clear and sweet voice.
Zhao Tong got off his horse and walked towards the woman.
He is tall, and this woman's waist is probably not as thick as his arms.
"You, don't come here, you, who are you, what do you want to do!" Seeing Zhao Tong approaching, the woman shouted in panic, trying hard to pick up the man lying on the ground with her hands, while staring nervously at him.
Zhao Tong.
Zhao Tong glanced at him.
The man lying on the ground looked to be about twenty years old. He was unconscious at the moment. He must have been a passing merchant. He was robbed by some bandit and fled all the way here. He couldn't hold on and was about to die.
Zhao Tong has seen one or two similar things these days, so he is not surprised.
And the woman's crying words next confirmed Zhao Tong's guess.
"The Nujia, the Nujia and the husband came from Jinyang City and wanted to join their relatives in Tianshui City. However, they did not expect that they encountered bandits when passing by Longji Mountain two days ago.
In order to protect the slave family, my husband was stabbed by a bandit.
We were walking here not long ago, and my husband suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't be woken up.
The slave family, what should the slave family do? - 嘤嘤嘤.
The slave family is so scared, 嘤嘤嘤.”
A woman's voice, even if she is crying, is like pearls falling on a jade plate, extremely sweet and refreshing.
Zhao Tong and a group of bandits were so excited after hearing this that they wished the other party could say more words, so they didn't even notice that when the woman said the word "husband", a blush appeared on her cheeks and her body slightly trembled.
Started to tremble.
But in fact, even if they found out, they would just think that the other party was frightened.
The woman was kneeling on the ground, her figure outlining a graceful arc. Zhao Tong's throat tightened and he felt an unknown fire rising in his body.
He couldn't help but took a few steps forward, approached the woman, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's just a man, he will die if he dies. You are lucky to have met me."
Follow me back to the village, and be the wife of the village, so that you will have enough food and clothing, and you will never have to worry about such a weak man again!"