The bald old man also nodded slightly and said calmly:
"That's a good statement. My caravan doesn't need to be held back. You can join, but you need to prove your ability."
The simple young man spoke again and snorted coldly, "Did you hear that? We are not some kind of cats here..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
A bloody light suddenly lit up in mid-air. Liu Yihong directly pulled out Great Saber from his waist and slashed it horizontally towards the boy's head. Apparently he was tired of hearing this and didn't want to continue talking nonsense.
Just talk nonsense.
Zhang Yuan It's true, there is obviously a better solution, but it has to be so troublesome.
Zhang Yuan also did not expect that Liu Yihong would suddenly use the knife, but he did not say anything to stop it. He watched this scene quietly with a faint smile on his face.
Bang!
A crutch stood in front of the young man, blocking Liu Yihong's bloody Great Saber. The crutch made of wood was cut with a shallow dent by the knife.
The young man was frightened. Both his eyes and heart were full of panic. But when he thought that Ms. Yu Zhen was still watching, he managed to hold on for a breath and did not fall directly into the sand.
Swish swish swish.
The air was quiet for a second. Except for Shu Mian, Yu Zhen, Xie Guan, who were not far away from Zhang Yuan, it was inconvenient to draw their swords, and there was no Waist Sword on them at all. All the other caravan personnel drew out their weapons in unison, and their eyes were fixed on Zhang Yuan. The atmosphere was tense for a moment.
Zhang Yuan ignored these people and smiled at the bald old man who blocked Liu Yihong's knife, "Old man, can we join now?"
The bald old man was silent for a second, then nodded and said, "Of course you can. You should put your sword away and draw it out at every turn. What are you talking about?"
After hearing the old man's words, everyone in the caravan put away their swords, but their attention was still on the three Zhang Yuan, and they did not trust them at all.
Liu Yihong also slowly put Great Saber into the scabbard.
Zhang Yuan smiled at everyone, walked to Liu Yihong, and said in a low voice:
"Miss Liu, this old man wants you."
Liu Yihong had already sheathed his sword. After hearing Zhang Yuan's words, he did not continue to attack the bald old man. Instead, he gave Zhang Yuan a blank look, unwilling to be used as a sword by Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan was bored, and once again turned his attention to the bald old man, Yu Zhen, and Xie Guan, and said bluntly:
"Now that we have joined the caravan, should you guys tell us what this caravan does? Is it really just an ordinary caravan?"
Yu Zhen and Xie Guan looked at each other, shook their heads slightly, without speaking, their eyes fell on the bald old man.
The bald old man was silent for a moment and said, "Let's get on the road first. I'll tell you on the way."
"Okay."
Zhang Yuan nodded.
After some friendly exchanges, the three Zhang Yuan naturally joined the caravan, walked beside the car in which the bald old man was riding, and walked slowly toward the desert in the distance with the fifteen people in the caravan.
Solar Yang is still hanging in the sky, but as Zhang Yuan and the three of them struggled a lot and wasted a lot of time, Solar Yang is already approaching the horizon and is about to sunset.
"Young man, since you want to know, let me tell you that my caravan is walking in this hell not to transport or trade anything, but to find something."
The camel pulled the cart, and the bald old man sat in the cart and said to Zhang Yuan who was walking next to him.
"Looking for something? This hell is nothing but sand. It's not even as good as Hunger and Thirst Hell. How can there be any treasures?" Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows.
Even he knew that this was hell. The people in this caravan were indeed different. Moreover, they were looking for something in hell. He had to find out.
"There are not only treasures, but also treasures that cannot be found in the world. There are Supreme Treasure of Six Heavenly Demon Kings in this desert. As long as you find Supreme Treasure, in addition to being able to leave here, you can also realize any wish." The bald old man said.
"Six Heavenly Demon Kings's Supreme Treasure can also grant any wish... That's really interesting." Zhang Yuan pondered.
"What about you, young man? What are you doing here Thirty-Six Hells?" the bald old man asked.
Zhang Yuan This person was very sincere and said truthfully:
"To tell you the truth, old man, I came here from the human world to find something. As for this one, I came to find two people. If you thank Miss Xie, Pindao won't know."
"Yeah. After dark, walk another ten miles until you reach the ruins in front of you and then stop to rest."
The bald old man nodded slightly, left a word to the rest of the caravan, then entered the car without saying another word.
Zhang Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Solar Yang who was gradually sinking. He felt the gazes nearby and looked towards the source of the gazes.
Yu Zhen.
She is looking at the top of her head.
Then [Black Miasma] was a little bit damned. He couldn't keep himself, and finally had to disgust himself. Now he's fine. There are eight words hanging above his head, and his reputation has plummeted. It's true.
Could it be that he learned the trick from Old Ghost Jiguang...
"What are you looking at?" Zhang Yuan asked knowingly.
Yu Zhen came back to his senses a little, moved his gaze downwards, landed on Zhang Yuan's face, and said, "I'm looking at your face."
Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows, touched his cheeks, and said in confusion:
"Look at Pindao's face? Is there anything wrong with Pindao's face?"
Yu Zhen smiled and responded seriously, "Your face is prettier than flowers."
When she said this, she calmly observed Xie Guan's reaction.
Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "So is Miss Yu Zhen."
Gee, the relationship between this caravan is quite messy.
As the two talked, everyone else's attention was on them. Liu Yihong and Xie Jingxin were looking at Zhang Yuan, Shu Mian and. Xie Guan was also looking at Zhang Yuan, and the simple young man who had almost had his head chopped off with a knife followed behind and looked at Yu Zhen, gnashing his teeth and staring at Zhang Yuan who was chatting and laughing with him.
After walking like this for a while, Solar Yang completely fell down. The caravan stopped and adjusted for a moment. Everyone changed into a pair of shoes with higher soles.
Zhang Yuan didn't know the reason, so he thought for a moment and secretly used [Ninefold Harmonizing Qi] to lift himself and Xie Jingxin up. It seemed like they were stepping on the sand, but in fact they were walking on air.
As for Liu Yihong...
Liu Yihong is Celestial Person. She can fly on her own, so there is no need for him to take care of her. If he does, he will be slapped, beaten and killed.
After dark.
The caravan did as the bald old man said and continued to grope forward in the darkness without stopping. After walking another ten miles, they reached the ruins he mentioned.
A half-collapsed Palace ruins, half of the beams and columns collapsed, Palace looks like a triangular building in the desert.
Seeing Palace, everyone in the caravan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but speed up their pace to enter the collapsed Palace.
However, just before everyone was about to enter Palace, Guard, a caravan behind them, seemed to suddenly step on the air and plunged into the sand. Half of its legs were not in the sand. After finally pulling it out, the whole leg was covered with pottery and porcelain shards, densely packed like a hedgehog.