Sun Zhongyang and a group of patients finally had a carriage to ride in. Although there was a big hole in the back of the carriage, and even though a broken carriage cost 500,000 godly notes, it seemed as if the money was worthless.
But it was good enough to provide shelter from the wind and rain. It rained heavily the same night that Lu Shu had just seized the carriage, and Mo Xiaoya felt a little lucky.
The carriage could barely seat five people, so Sun Zhongyang and others calmly gave the opportunity to ride in the carriage to Mo Xiaoya and the other five girls.
Without comparison, one would not know who is good and who is bad, so when Mo Xiaoya and others went to see Lu Shu after seeing Sun Zhongyang's demeanor, they felt that Lu Shu and Sun Zhongyang were as good as on earth or in heaven.
Sun Zhongyang and the others were very familiar with each other and had been dating for more than 20 years, so everyone seemed to be used to being nice to each other. Therefore, Sun Zhongyang's kindness was gradually ignored, and it was difficult for them to have any male-female feelings between them.
But just this night, a girl suddenly felt that Sun Zhongyang was so good, and she also found that feeling of ignorance and joy...
Lu Shu looked at them happily and didn't care what these people thought. He even felt that if someone among them could become a couple, he would have to thank him...
Although this assassination was avoided, Lu Shu was not at ease because the person who came this time was obviously just a test, and the assassination that came immediately after the big slave was destroyed made Lu Shu confirm his judgment: the opponent
More than one hand is prepared.
Sun Zhongyang and others tried their best to restore their strength, but the problem was that their injuries were not serious, and it took them three days to recover.
Therefore, the three days are the most dangerous time for the entire caravan.
For some reason, Mo Xiaoya always felt that Lu Shu had no sense of crisis and was still practicing his swordsmanship without any worries.
When eating at noon the next day, Mo Xiaoya suddenly said: "Aren't you worried at all? Since it is an escort as a transaction, you can't just leave if you want. If you break your promise at this time
, then our family of twelve people will definitely hunt you to the ends of the earth."
Lu Shu raised his eyebrows: "I'm not going to protect you. Don't assume that I'm so unbearable."
Mo Xiaoya thought to herself that if this young man was usually reliable, she would not have such worries, nor would he guess the other person with a villain's heart.
She actually wanted to use words to test whether Lu Shu was from the back mountain of Jianlu, but as soon as she tested it, Lu Shu asked her whether there was another mountain behind Jianlu?
When these Wangcheng disciples communicated privately, Mo Xiaoya said: "I don't think he is from the back mountain of Jianlu. I really can't imagine that the people of Jianlu would be so greedy for money. Have you ever seen such a money-grubbing descendant of Jianlu?
Jianlu is not short of money!"
Although there is no business or industry in Jianlu, even if the cost of recruiting Jianlu's descendants every year is very expensive, the problem is that it only accepts four people a year, but even so, none of Sun Zhongyang and the others dare to underestimate Jianlu's strength.
On the one hand, 20% of the tax revenue from the royal city goes to Jianlu, and 80% goes to the God King. On the other hand, the disciples of Jianlu scattered all over Lu Zhou pay an astronomical number every year.
Someone in Wangcheng once said that Jianlu is one of the few places in the world where you don't have to think about money but are never short of money.
So, no matter how much I think about it, it seems that in a place where there is no shortage of money... how could a money obsessed person suddenly pop up!
"Is it possible that Jianlu Houshan's experience means that he doesn't pay any money and relies on himself to survive?" someone asked doubtfully.
"Don't make excuses for him," Mo Xiaoya said seriously, "He is just poor."
"Now is not the time to think about it," Sun Zhongyang suddenly said: "Xiaoya, when will your master arrive?"
"Calculating the distance, I'm afraid it will take two days to fly from the Royal City to here," Mo Xiaoya said, "Now it's time to see how we spend these two days."
"I don't know if that young man can withstand it," Sun Zhongyang sighed with emotion: "I'm afraid he can't. No matter how powerful he is, he is only a second-level opponent. After all, he cannot be a first-level opponent."
Sun Zhongyang now has high hopes for Lu Shu because he guessed that Lu Shu's identity is related to Jianlu, but if the person who wants to kill them sends a first-class master again, it may be in doubt.
Now they can only hope that the other party will not dare to send their own first-class masters, or they can't find those first-class masters hiding in the world.
The first-class masters of each family have their own names, and any slightest movement will be noticed by other families. After all, they are on guard against each other. Once it is discovered that someone has done something to the juniors of other families, the two families will be completely torn apart.
No rest.
The nobles of the royal city have always liked to keep everything in secret, just like a piece of sea water. No matter how rough the waves are under the water, the sea is calm and calm.
Everyone is used to leaving room for themselves.
At this time, the caravan boss suddenly said: "I think it is more likely that he is the descendant of Jianlu."
"Oh? How do you say that?" Sun Zhongyang asked curiously.
Song Bo then talked about the mysterious death of the killer last night: "I suspect that there are masters protecting them secretly, or even more than one, so now I feel that we may not be as dangerous as imagined. Didn't you notice, that boy?
Very calm, abnormally calm!"
Sun Zhongyang thought: "It seems that there is a reason for him to collect money, but we didn't notice that someone was secretly protecting them before. Could it be that the other party is stronger than us, so he will not be discovered?"
"It's possible," Song Bo said.
A group of them were discussing things in the shadows next to the carriage. At this moment, Sun Zhongyang was suddenly stunned: "Wait a minute, where is Le Lu?"
A group of people looked around, but they really didn't see Lu Shu. He was at the bonfire just now.
As a result, a voice came from above: "Here it is, it's here."
Sun Zhongyang and others subconsciously looked up and saw Lu Shu on the roof of the car and almost had a heart attack! They were all seriously injured now, and they didn't notice anyone approaching!
Lu Shu sat on the top of the carriage and looked at them happily. To be honest, when Sun Zhongyang asked Le Lu where Lu was going, he almost didn't react. He didn't even realize that he was being called.
"Why did you run into the carriage?" Mo Xiaoya's face was dark. She wanted to accuse Lu Shu of eavesdropping on their conversation, but considering that she had to rely on Lu Shu's protection for the past two days, she didn't say so harshly.
Lu Shu smiled and said, "I'm eavesdropping on your conversation."
Mo Xiaoya's face turned even darker. How could she be so sensible even after overhearing what she was saying? And when everyone looked up, they saw that Lu Xiaoyu and Xu Mujun were also sitting cross-legged on the roof of the car...
Sun Zhongyang suddenly felt heartbroken. Why did he feel that such a good girl like Xu Mujun seemed to have a bad relationship with Le Luxue!
