Xing Zhen talked and laughed with the farmer man. The fat old man who was moving next to him turned around and looked over, quite curious about the conversation here.

The two little guys who followed the fat old man, a child in green and a girl in pink, couldn't stand the loneliness and ran over to help push the cart. Listening to Xing Zhen and the man, the child in green interjected: "Hello uncle, hello, brother, we are also heading to Beihuang County. We are preparing to participate in the Sword Sect recruitment for some time and enter the Sword Sect to practice and become a god."

The girl in pink has a completely opposite personality to the little boy in blue. She is also timid. Her face is flushed and shy, saying: "Brother brags, I am the god of the Sword Sect. The master said that my brother is not qualified enough and cannot be a divine cultivation."

The boy in green who was exposed was ignored and responded loudly: "Okay, okay, my sister will be a god in the future. Just let me be a follower of a god."

The farmer turned around and smiled and comforted: "The two little guys are cute and sensible. The Sword Sect will definitely accept both of you."

The girl in pink focused her head: "Yeah, yeah."

The boy in Qingyi had a lot of active thinking, and he jumped happily and shouted: "Uncle is not allowed to lie. If the Sword Sect does not accept me as a disciple, I will go to ask for an explanation from uncle."

The farmer's smile did not diminish and said patiently to the two children: "No problem, if the Sword Sect doesn't accept you, go to settle the score with me. But you have to tell me your names first, otherwise I won't see any strangers."

The boy in green replied, "My name is Zhao Huan, my sister Zhao Luanluan, we are from..."

With a crisp "bang", a fat palm slapped the head of the boy in green, interrupting him and continuing.

The fat old man who came to join in the fun scolded me solemnly: "Elder, please be polite to you, don't be arrogant. The little bastard is becoming more and more distorted. He won't be beaten up for three days without timber."

The old man rebuked him severely. When he looked at the two little guys, his eyes were full of love. When he saw the boy in green, he immediately obeyed and stopped talking.

The fat old man sighed: "It is naturally a good thing to be able to enter the Sword Sect. You can be a registered genealogy master. You also have huge resources to utilize the sect, and you can use all kinds of immortal magic and magic. Unfortunately, you don't have the understanding of divine cultivation, and some things cannot be forced."

Then the old man looked at Xing Zhen and smiled reluctantly and said, "Beihuang County recruits heroes all over the world. My little brother is going to do an errand. I am also thinking that I will send Luan Luan to the Sword Sect first, and then go to Beihuang County to visit Su Yun and Shang Wu. Maybe you and I will be colleagues in the future, and there will be a chance to see each other again."

Xing Zhen couldn't figure out what Mr. Su and Uncle Shang were doing, so he couldn't find out more after asking now. It would be better to go to Beihuang County to find the two of you and ask.

He immediately suppressed his heart and asked in confusion: "Senior is so sure, will Luan Luan be accepted by the Sword Sect?"

When talking about this girl in pink, the fat old man immediately smiled. His already fat eyes squeezed together. As soon as he smiled, a pair of small holes on his face disappeared.

"Haha, let's not hide it from my little brother, Luan Luan's intelligence and insight are rare among the children I have seen since my lifetime. Although the Sword Sect is a first-class sect, I believe he will accept it happily."

The farmer interrupted at the right time: "Yes, I think this little girl is smart and will definitely be recruited by the Sword Sect."

The fat old man clasped his fists and thanked: "Thank you brother Ji Yan, I heard that you have been dealing with the Sword Sect. I hope you can help you with a few good words at that time, and I am very grateful."

"No problem. Although I don't have much ability, I still know a few well-known figures in the Sword Sect. I have just recorded the names of the two little guys, and the purpose is to do this."

The old man next to him smiled and said, "You are too humble. Judging from your strength in pulling a cart, it is definitely not something that ordinary farmers can do. I can't see your depth."

The farmer was stupid: "What brother said? I am born with strength. But it is not as hiding as you think."

Xing really understands it. Nowadays, people like to play with pigs and eat tigers. They either pretend to be cute old people or pretend to be a farmer, and there is no one who is fuel-efficient.

Needless to say, the farmer man first appeared in Jinyu's cave. The cliffs were not something that ordinary people could climb. Now he pulled a small stone mountain in the desert and didn't breathe for a while, and it was not something that ordinary people could do.

The fat old man could actually see the cultivation qualifications of Zhao Huan and Zhao Luanluan. This alone can explain everything.

But these two people have no bad intentions. They are not intentionally hiding their shortcomings, but are used to walking in the world as ordinary people. Otherwise, if they really do the slaughter of their strength, it would be easy to hide their strength, so there would be no chance for him to discover clues.

For strangers on the same road, no evil is a great good. Don’t worry all day long to be careful and be cautious, you can imagine how much trouble you can save.

There was no calculating or intrigue between each other, and three groups of strangers from different sources were talking and laughing. They added some fun to the boring journey, and the few little guys quickly got together. As for helping push the cart, they had already been behind their heads.

The farmer kept Xing Zhen and the fat old man helping to help behind the car. The farmer talked about many rules in Beiliang, and the fat old man talked about some precautions for walking in the desert. Xing Zhen listened with relish and remembered them all in his mind.

The most common difficulty in walking in the desert is getting lost. Fortunately, the sun can tell the direction during the day. At night, dark clouds are covered by the fields, and the fields are pitch black. You will definitely get lost when you walk around, so the best way to camp at night is to set up camp.

The desert is hot and dry during the day, and at night, the temperature will drop sharply, and the temperature difference will be huge. We are already wearing thin clothes, and walking in a hot desert carries water and food at most, so we cannot have the extra effort to carry cotton coats.

A group of more than ten people sat around the bonfire to keep warm, and a team of more than 60 people set up six bonfires. All the tasks of keeping watch at night were left to the bodyguards.

Two tents were built not far from the fire, one was used by the caravan shopkeeper and family members, and the other was used by the head of the eagle master. This is the manifestation of wealth and power, and it seems superior to others in all aspects.

Xing Zhen finally understood why the streetwomen appeared in the team. And their status is not low, so they rode on a horse and walked in front.

The eagle just held the woman up and down, and couldn't wait to get into his tent, and all the answers were indifferent.

When they were full and drunk, they were ready to fall asleep. Four people walked out of the tent of the shopkeeper Jia and his family. A woman with gold and silver jewelry on her head, and a boy of seven or eight years old. Two young girls were followed behind, looking at her dress as a maid from a wealthy family.

The four of them walked straight to the fire where Xing Zhen was. The seven or eight-year-old boy seemed even more anxious. He trotted near the fire and pointed at Zhao Luanluan and ordered: "You, follow me to the tent to be my little maid and feed me to dinner."

The girl in Myanmar's pink clothes was shocked by the other party's momentum and asked in a low voice: "Why?"

"I have seen enough of the maids in my family. I want to change my taste. Find someone who is about the same age to feed me and play with me, but I have agreed in advance that I will not be tired when I ride a horse. Otherwise, I will invite my mother and I will be invited to become a monk and I will hit you with a spank."

The boy spoke with confidence and blurted out without thinking. A discerning person could immediately see that he had done such things in the past. Especially when he spanked with Taoism, the boy was very excited and slightly raised his mouth. The two little maids behind him were completely the opposite, subconsciously covering his butt.

Boys do a lot of things, maids suffer a lot of crimes. The fat old man, the farmer man and Xing Zhen both chose to keep silent. Xing Zhen, who was older, looked left and right, and was confused.

The adults don’t say anything does not mean that the little guys have no objection. Zhao Huan, a young boy in green, was the first to stand up in front of his sister. He pointed at the other party without showing any weakness: "Why do you want to hit my sister? Come over and let me slap a few times first."

Qingyi's little boy was young and was half a head worse than the Jia family's son. He was obviously not an advantage in confronting him, so he had to tiptoe to narrow the gap as much as possible.

On the contrary, Bu Shi and the Tsubasa were one head taller than the Jia family’s young master, much older and more sensible. He could hear the malice in the words of the Jia family’s young master, and played with the girl in pink for a day.

He imitated the way of a man from the martial arts world, stood in the green-clothed boy, one left and one right, and stood up to the dissatisfaction. Bu Shi has always been calm, suppressing his anger and pointed at the young master of the Jia family to refute: "I am not bad and have many thoughts when I grow up. Go back and reflect carefully, and don't show my eyes outside."

I thought that things were much more popular than that, and a redwood fist turned to go up and fight. The little girl ran like the wind and knocked the young master of the Jia family to the ground with a bang.

The majestic and prosperous woman of the Jia family has always been accustomed to being domineering and never thought that anyone would attack. When she found out that something had taken action, it was too late to go and stop it.

Seeing his son being knocked to the ground, he was immediately angry. Regardless of the difference in identity and age, he slapped the east and west.

A redwood sided slightly, gently avoiding the woman's palm. He looked back and saw Xing Zhen frowning slightly, feeling like he had done something wrong. He didn't continue to take action, lowered his little head and returned to Bu Shi.

The woman was beaten so much that her son was so distressed that she couldn't hit someone. She was even more angry. She thought that children were ignorant, and adults would never be able to see their eyebrows and eyes, and dared to disobey their wealthy and powerful families.

He said sarcastically: "Where did a group of savages come out? Are there no sensible adults coming out to speak?"

Xing Zhen stopped Taohua, who was gritting his teeth and trying to reason, got up and pulled the Bu Shi and the things behind him.

He responded with a bad tone: "There are indeed dogs barking, and they rely on their wealthy evil dogs. If you don't sleep well in the middle of the night, you should beat them to death by sticking them."

"Woolwoo" puppy was dissatisfied with protesting. He said things, so don't use dogs as analogy!

After all, the woman has long hair and short knowledge. She can see that the young man with swordsman has a wild aura. She still claims to be rich and can make the ghost push the grinding, and she looks arrogant.

He said, "Are you the elders of these little scoundrels? They beat my son, tell me what to do? Should I accompany the money or be punished by myself? Depending on your shabby appearance, it is best to choose to be punished by myself. My son is noble, it would be strange if you can afford it!"

Xing Zhen pointed behind him and said, "These two are my younger brothers and sisters, and it is indeed wrong to hit someone. You should be an elder when you are old, so I don't care about your rude words."

Xing Zhen clasped his fists and said, "We are wrong in beating people. I will apologize first. I hope my wife will forgive me. The noble son was not injured or frightened. I think it's better to forget the compensation and punishment."

"Fuck! Is it over to apologize after beating someone? Do you think my Jia family is easy to bully? I will notify the escorts now and drive you out of the team. Humph, and then spend money to let the escorts teach you ignorant children who are ignorant of the world."

"Ah" A roar of horror came from behind the woman, and there were three blood grooves on the face of the young master of the Jia family. The little puppy who had done the bad things ran back to the fire, playing with the black and white little bells on his chest.

Xing Zhen twitched the corner of his mouth, and some words made the puppy angry. This was the intention of using a black and white clock to fight at any time.

He shouted coldly: "The puppy is arrogant."

Then he said to the woman: "I said I didn't care about my previous harsh words, but you still swear. Just treat the blood on the noble man's face as a lesson."
Chapter completed!