"Well, the road is blocked by heavy snow. It's best for us to find two war horses to take our place. Otherwise, at our walking speed, the masters of the Soul-seeking Legion and the masters of the Sun-Back Sect can chase and kill them at any time. It will be a real response then. After hearing that sentence, what is it called? Yes, it’s hard to fly even if you have wings.”
The two of them had eaten and drank so much that they didn't even bother to clear the table. Yi Jing took out five hundred soul coins from his arms. After thinking for a while, he changed it to a thousand and pressed it on the table with a bowl. I thought that when the owner came back and found that the rice vat was missing rice, he could try to make up for it.
Bafengnan, however, held a piece of bamboo in his mouth as a pick for picking teeth, and said with a smile, "You are really poor. Whether this family can come back or not is an odd number. It's really strange. What is the reason? The whole village is empty." It’s over.”
After eating and drinking, and thinking about the problem, Yi Jing also exhaled a breath of white mist, rubbed his hands and pinched them next to his ears, and asked at the same time, "Yes, what is the reason why the village became empty. I must study this issue clearly, otherwise I won’t be in the mood to hit the road.”
Ba Fengnan said jokingly to Yi Jing, "It's freezing cold now, and our martial soul power has not recovered yet. We are full. We can just stay here for one night. Meditate and do the exercises. We will do things tomorrow." "
Yi Jing slapped his head, "How could I forget this? Okay, I'll do what you said. Hehe."
The two went to the inner room and picked up some mats and quilts. He also took down the two extra pages of the gate in the backyard, supported it with long chairs, and made a very huge bed.
Time passed by in a blink of an eye, and before they knew it, the two of them were tired from practicing and fell asleep leaning on their backs. Suddenly, they were awakened by some noise outside. The wind noise outside the small village street has weakened a lot, but the snowflakes hitting the back of the tiles and the sound of several horses' hooves can be clearly heard.
The two of them looked at each other in the dark. Yi Jing patted Bafengnan's arm and motioned to go to the front door to observe the situation.
Wearing quilts and breathing air-conditioning, they came to the crack in the door and looked through the crack at the faint firelight coming from the street.
I saw a group of martial spirit monks, including warriors and masters on foot. Wearing an ordinary martial arts uniform. Everyone was holding swords and guns, and they all looked rugged, especially the snow boots under their feet and the half-exposure of their arms wrapped in wild beast robes in the heavy snow, which were very eye-catching.
When Ba Fengnan was about to speak softly to Yi Jing, Yi Jing said to him, "Shush, Brother Ba Fengnan, look, there is something else."
After more than thirty guard-type martial arts masters passed by, they escorted a carriage in the center and immediately slowly led it. Behind the carriage were dozens more alien martial spirit masters.
The curtain of the carriage was opened, and then the carriages on both sides were pulled down. The entire carriage suddenly turned into a flatbed. But what was placed on the tablet was a huge box.
One of the leading martial soul cultivators opened his hands and said, "Carry the things down."
Several subordinates were walking in the snow to carry the box. Someone kicked open the other door to the courtyard across the street, and then the team lazily entered the courtyard. From the crack in the door of Yi Jing's room across the street, he could no longer see the situation in the opposite courtyard.
"These people come with bad intentions, and they don't look like us from Wuhun Continent."
Ba Fengnan nodded and said, "They seem to be people from the Quicksand tribe. Do you remember Guaizi Li? They may be the subordinates of Guaizi Li."
Yi Jing said in surprise, "Although Kidnapper Li has no friendship with us, he is very skilled and has a distinguished status. It is said that he will not do any sneaky things."
Ba Fengnan shook his head and said, "Everything in the world is unpredictable. Let's not draw conclusions yet. Let's go and see what's in their boxes first."
Yi Jing nodded in agreement, and the two of them quietly retreated to the backyard, flew upwards, and fell to the building next to the courtyard across the street without leaving a trace through the snow. Because of their light and efficient movements, they did not attract the attention of the martial spirit warriors of the Quicksand Tribe.
Like light swallows, they took advantage of these people's unpreparedness and hid in one of the abandoned rooms behind the courtyard.
"You all listen to me." The guy who looked like the captain who just commanded the goods was now lecturing his subordinates.
"The contents of this box are very important to our Quicksand tribe. There must be no room for error. Listen to my orders and immediately enter their respective rooms to lurk. Without my orders, no sound can be made. Everything is done according to the orders, understand. Is there any more?"
"Yes, sir." The answers were uniform. These rough spirit warriors seemed to be tribal masters from a foreign land. Even their accents are so strong, they don't look like the people of Wuhun Continent at all.
Yi Jing finally believed Ba Fengnan's words, but the curiosity in his heart became heavier than before.
Their thoughts were all fixed on the box in the yard.
If the box is so important to them, why do these people put the box in the snowy courtyard instead of putting it in the room for protection.
A possibility emerged in Yi Jing's mind.
Maybe the box will be transferred immediately after being transferred for a while. Maybe not.
"Captain Tiger, it's been an hour. Can you open the box and get some fresh air?"
"Well, go ahead."
A man with a sword on his waist came to the box, opened the lid, and fanned it several times. Then he closed the box hard again.
Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan looked at each other in confusion. Yi Jing hit Ba Fengnan with his elbow and said softly, "Could there be any living things hidden in the box? For example, rare animals or other treasures."
Ba Fengnan shook his head and said, "If the beast is transported from Liusha City to Tianhe City, they will build a special cage instead of the beautifully carved closed box used by your Wuhun Continent."
Yi Jing felt that Ba Fengnan's words made sense, "But why do they need to open the box to ventilate it?"
Ba Fengnan said, "There is only one explanation."
Bafengnan said, "It contains living creatures, and it is very likely to be a human being."
Seeing Ba Fengnan giving a thumbs up, Yi Jing chuckled and was about to ask if he could go down and unpack it to check it out while the masters of the Quicksand Tribe were unprepared. There were several more hoofbeats outside the suddenly locked courtyard door.
Then someone said, "Ningbo, a master disciple of Tianhe City's Jiuji Sect, wishes long-lasting good luck to the leader of Liusha Tribe and His Highness the Prince."
Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan were shocked. The person who came was actually Ningbo, the disciple of Jiuji Sect Master.
The most surprising thing was why it was Ningbo outside the courtyard and not the other members of the Jiuji Sect.
Although the leader of the Jiuji Sect, Feng Lao, thinks highly of Ningbo, if he wants to be the one to preside over gang affairs or have the ability to take the lead, he must recommend Lian Chu, the eldest disciple of the Jiuji Sect's leader, Feng Lao.
Yi Jing wrote his doubts on Ba Fengnan's back, and Ba Fengnan wrote the words "wait and see what happens" on his back.
The two continued to eavesdrop in the abandoned room.
Long laughter rang out, and someone in the courtyard laughed and said, "His Second Highness, Tito's Chief of Staff Hou Xiong, Brother Ning, please come in."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and four warriors from the quicksand tribe who lined up neatly next to him came out and opened the courtyard door.
Ningbo, who was outside the hospital, also told the people accompanying him that there were only three people who came with him to meet Hou Xiong. Apart from him, there were only two people left.
The two people were covered in black scarves, but Yi Jing seemed to have seen them before. Thinking about it carefully, it was the birthday of Feng Lao that day. It seems that those serving beside Feng Lao belong to these two people.
Ningbo seemed to be very concerned about these Liusha people. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he immediately saluted and said, "Long time to look up to them."
"It turns out that he is Young Master Ning, the proud disciple of Jiuji Sect Master. I heard that Young Master Ning has achieved great success at a young age. He is quite favored by the Sect Master. He also has great ambitions and cooperates with our second son of the Liusha Clan. He is really like a fish in water. But I don't know that Young Master Ning, the second son of our family, Your Highness wants something. Have you brought it together?"
Ningbo exhaled a breath of white mist and said with a smile, "It turns out that it is General Hou Xiong, His Highness the Second Highness, who sent people like you here. This shows that we attach great importance to this transaction. Even if I, Ningbo, risk my life, I must ensure that both parties cooperate. Pleasant. Of course I brought the things, but I wonder if I can take a look at them first. Who knows whether your things are real or fake? Or maybe you can just use someone to pretend to be the daughter of our sect master."
"Oh, Mr. Ning, you must rest assured on this. Feng Suzhen is outstandingly beautiful. She is the best among people, among Tianhe City. She is a famous lady. If we say that the three beauties of Tianhe, she is the one known in Tianhe City. In terms of the most beautiful woman, Feng Suzhen is the most mysterious beauty in Tianhe City. With such a beautiful country, Master Ning must cherish her even more. Master, please."
"Su Zhen, Su Zhen."
Yi Jing felt as if he had taken medicine at this moment, and he became more and more confused. If it was said that Feng Lao's daughter had been kidnapped. Ningbo is here to save her, why doesn't Feng Lao send more capable Jiuji Sect cadres to rescue her? But let the third disciple come who looks like an embroidered pillow
But listening to Ning Bo's voice, he seemed to like Feng Suzhen very much, and he didn't know what was going on.
"Well, Mr. Ning, you can only look at it. You can't touch it. The transaction is not completed, so don't break the rules set by our two families."
"Well, it seems that you have kept your promise. Okay, what you want is right here -"
"Boom!" The wall made of mud not far from the right wing of the breakout room in the courtyard, not far from Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan, was suddenly blasted open by someone's giant palm.
Then a mighty and majestic old man appeared and took out more than a dozen flying feathers. There were more than a dozen quicksand tribesmen guarding the brocade box. His back was sneak-attacked, and before he could react, he fell to the ground and died immediately.
Then there were shouts of killing, which was particularly scary in this deserted village.
"Since she is Feng Lao's daughter, we must save her."
Ba Fengnan agreed, "But looking at the old man, his figure seems to be somewhat similar to Feng Tiangang. Let's wait and see how the situation will turn out."