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Chapter five hundred and seventy-ninth moon black wind high killing night

Night falls.

The convoy stopped.

This is a valley.

After getting off the car, the men quickly cleared out a clean field, then picked up some dry firewood and started to make a fire to cook.

It can be seen that they have a good understanding.

Some are responsible for standing guard and some are responsible for cooking.

After a while, the aroma of meat slowly floated up.

Dinner is actually very simple.

It is to throw the dried meat and coarse grain cakes into the pot and boil them into broth.

Zhan Wuque also got off the carriage and moved his hands and feet slightly.

On the carriage, Zhan Wuque found out that the destination of the convoy was a big city, and it was not far away.

This made him dispel the idea of ​​going away alone.

The owner was kind-hearted and accepted him, and left without a sound of patting his butt. It was really unreasonable.

Anyway, just take it as a rest.

These days, he has been staying in the Monster Mountains, his nerves are always tense, just enough to relax.

Just as Zhan Wuque was moving his hands and feet, the curtain of the carriage was gently lifted up, and a pretty girl walked out.

The girl was wearing green clothes, dressed as a maid, and had a playful look on her face.

She smiled at Zhan Wuque and then jumped out of the carriage.

After her, another girl in pink dress walked out.

The girl has a slim figure and looks better than a woman in green. She has a faint and weak temperament, which can easily arouse a man's desire to protect her.

"Miss, please slow down."

The woman in green hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

Obviously, this girl in pink dress is the lady among the people.

After the woman in pink skirt, another woman walked out.

This woman has a three-point appearance similar to that of a woman in a pink skirt. She is about thirty years old, with light makeup on her face, a very generous figure, and a mature temperament all over her body.

Even wearing loose robes, it cannot cover up its proud figure.

"Miss, Madam, why are you here?"

The old man rushed over quickly.

"Grandpa Yang, Juan'er wants to come out for some breathing," said the girl in pink dress softly.

"Yes, Butler Yang, we have been staying in the carriage along the way, but it's really boring."

The green-clothed maid curled her lips and said.

"Oh, today is different from the past, and there are so many people and eyes."

The old man looked around.

When those men saw the three girls coming down, their eyes could no longer be moved.

It's like a group of hungry wolves seeing delicious food.

This scene made the woman and the lady feel a little scared. After eating some food, they returned to the carriage.

Zhan Wuque squatted beside a fire, thinking about his thoughts, and was a little lost.

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

The maid came over with a big bowl in her hand.

The bowl is broth.

"I'll eat it while it's hot."

The maid handed the bowl to Zhan Wuque, "Looking at your skinny look, you probably haven't had enough food for a long time."

As she said that, there was a sympathy in her eyes.

Zhan Wuque is speechless.

Does he seem to have not had enough food for a long time?

He has a physical cultivation, and his figure is obviously very strong.

Zhan Wuque took the bowl over and placed it next to him.

"By the way, what's your name?"

The maid squatted beside Zhan Wuque and asked.

"War without fault".

"My name is Xiu'er. You can call me Xiu'er or sister Xiu'er," Xiu'er said happily.

Usually, except for the young lady, she rarely meets her peers. Now she finally meets one, and Xiu'er seems very enthusiastic.

"Xiu'er?"

Zhan Wuque was stunned.

The name is fine, it just feels strange.

Xiu'er was very talkative, and Zhan Wuque told him a lot of things through indirect attacks.

It turns out that these big men are from the Tiger Escort Agency.

This time, the person in charge was responsible for detaining the person and acting as a bodyguard.

In the entire convoy, except Xiu'er, Miss, Women, and Grooms who drove the car, the rest were from the Tiger Escort Agency.

The destination of Xiu'er and the others on this trip was a big city called Pingding City.

It seems that the lady is going to go to a certain sect to become a disciple.

Specifically, Xiu'er dared not say much.

After all, this has already involved secrets.

From Xiu'er's mouth, Zhan Wuque also learned the names of the lady and his wife.

Du Juan, Feng Qin.

From Xiu'er's vague words, Zhan Wuque guessed that they should be fleeing.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have cost a big price to hire more than 30 escort agencies.

After talking to Zhan Wuque for a while, Xiu'er yawned a little tired, and then returned to the carriage to rest.

As soon as Xiu'er left, the one-eyed man walked over.

He picked up the rice bowl that Xiu'er brought with him, with fierce eyes, "A little beggar wants to eat our food too!"

As he said that, he threw his rice bowl into the fire.

"I warn you not to have any bad ideas. The three of them, I like you!"

The one-eyed man warned Zhan Wuque a few words, then turned around and left.

Zhan Wuque looked at the man's back with a expressionless face.

He saw all the strength of these people clearly at first sight.

The strongest one is the old groom who drives the horse, followed by this one-eyed man.

Both of them are King Wu.

However, the old man's martial arts realm was slightly higher and he reached the second level of the Martial King.

The one-eyed man is the first level of King Wu.

The rest of the people were all under the Martial King, and were basically great martial artists.

Among the three girls, the lady has the highest cultivation level and reaches the ninth level of the martial arts master.

Madam, followed by the seventh floor of the martial arts.

Among the crowd, Xiu'er is the weakest and has just broken through to the martial arts.

After all, she is just a maid. According to regulations, she is not qualified to practice martial arts. The reason why she has cultivation is probably related to that lady.

King Wu was also a master in Qingyang City back then.

The convoy had two strong Martial Kings, and their strength was quite good. If there were no accidents, it would be no big problem to arrive at Pingding City safely.

The night passed quickly and was safe and sound.

As soon as the sky was dawn, they continued to rush.

In this way, another day passed and night fell.

"It's almost time. You can arrive in Pingding City before noon tomorrow," the old man smiled and showed his yellow teeth.

"Old Yang, thank you for your hard work these days," the wife's voice came from the carriage.

"Madam, you're welcome. These are all I should do," the old man said modestly.

The convoy stopped quickly.

That night, it was extremely dark, and there was a strong wind whistling among the mountains and forests.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night is high," Zhan Wuque looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but think of such a sentence.
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