, Lan Ruoxianyuan

"Then the great Jin people have a good cultivation level."

Buhe's palm moved slightly. He patted the other party's shoulder just now and actually used some magic. He weighed a thousand pounds with one palm, and there was no warning. Even a good thousand-mile horse might not be able to withstand it, but the man had no reaction. It was obvious that he had cultivation.

What's more, whether Suhru or Utana's identity is extraordinary, the identity of the person who can travel thousands of miles from northern border to the Great Jin Dynasty must be very special.

In that inn,

"Sir, please forgive me for the rudeness of Buch just now."

"It's not in the way." Monk Wudiao smiled.

After breakfast, they continued to go north and arrived at the border that day.

There are naturally heavy troops guarding the border, but they all have cultivation, so the city walls that are more than ten feet high can naturally stop them.

After leaving the border, my eyes suddenly became clear.

"Senior brother, I'll take the lead?"

According to their previous agreement, after leaving the border, the two brothers and brothers would be separated, and Wu was in the light. Follow Utana and Suhru to the northern border, Wusheng was in the dark, and followed them to avoid falling into the trap at the same time.

"My junior brother must be careful."

"Senior brother, don't worry about me. It's senior brother. Don't believe the two people around you. Don't be deceived by them and move forward according to the route agreed in advance."

"good."

"Take a good care of your brother."

"Take care of your junior brother."

"Please take good care of my senior brother, two."

"Master, don't worry, we will definitely be meticulous." Suhru said, "Will the Master go to the royal city with us?"

"I wonder what the Master said about this trip. After all, this is the northern border. Maybe we can help?"

"No, I can do it myself."

After being separated from Wudiao, Wusheng set out on the road alone. Without those two people beside him, he used the "Shenzu Power" and looked up the places he might have passed before Wudiao.

The vast grassland is endless.

In just half a day, Wusheng used the "Shenzu Pass" to travel thousands of miles, searched for places within a radius of hundreds of miles, and visited two cities.

This was also considered as a fight for Wudou.

But he came and went in a hurry, because the terrain and folk customs of the northern border were completely different from those of the Great Jin Dynasty, and the shapes of the northern border people were also different from those of the Great Jin Dynasty. Therefore, Wusheng showed up in front of the northern border people with his head and face to avoid being recognized.

When he drove from these places he passed by, he really didn't see many people from the Great Jin Dynasty.

"According to the senior brother's outfit, wherever he goes, he will definitely be paid attention to the people in the northern borders, and he may cause unnecessary trouble."

Talk,

With the sound of horse hooves, a group of people came from afar. First, a group of people rode horses, followed by a group of people, wearing long robes, and behind them, there were also a group of people, dressed in rags, looked like beggars, and were injured with ropes tied together, tied together by ropes, and followed behind the horses.

These people should be slaves, including old people and children, and they look like slaves.

They all had pale faces and thin skin. A child fell to the ground after walking a few steps. The woman next to him hurriedly leaned over and floated him up, and with a whip, he was hit.

A person suddenly appeared on the way forward.

He shook, and the leader pulled the reins.

"Does go, the guy who doesn't have eyes!"

The leader raised his hand and whipped it with a whip. With a bang, the whip went back and tugged on his face. With a whip, he fell off his horse.

"Sir!" Seeing this, the nearby guard pulled out his knife and rushed over.

Wusheng raised his right hand slightly and moved his five fingers slightly. The leading man covered his head and knelt on the ground, his face turned red and his body trembled due to pain.

He felt an invisible big hand holding his head, and with a little force, his head exploded.

"Stop!" He gritted his teeth and shouted, his expression very painful.

"I still have a small braid, it's quite trendy!" Wusheng pressed his hand slightly, and the man suddenly lay on the ground.

"What's going on with these people?"

This man endured a severe pain in his body and explained the story. It turned out that a war had just happened between their tribe and another tribe. These people belonged to the defeated tribe.

The rules of the northern border grasslands: the captives of the defeated tribe will become slaves, be treated as animals and goods, and will be given to the warriors of the tribe. These people are the spoils he just received.

"Let them go."

"Release!"

After hearing this, the guards immediately untied the ropes on the bodies of those people.

After those people were released, they did not immediately express their gratitude to Wusheng, but were a little confused and then worried.

"What's the situation? Are you still unhappy to be free again?" Wusheng was also stunned when he saw this.

After asking, I realized that even if these people are free now, they will soon become slaves, because this is not their tribe, and they are still hundreds of miles away from their tribe, so they are likely to die on the way back.

"This is simple. You can ride these horses and take him as hostage!" Wusheng pointed to the man who was pressed to the ground by him.

Finally, the desire for freedom overcame the fear, they changed into these men's clothes, rode their horses, and took the leader away.

There were dozens of people squatting here and trembling.

"Enjoy the scenery of the grassland here." Wusheng stretched out his hand and pressed it, and all the dozens of people were lying on the ground, screaming.

A gust of wind blew, and Wusheng disappeared.

When he approached a city, he accidentally discovered a monk wearing a monk's robe and strong body.

In this cold northern border, he has bare arms.

"Monks from the Western Regions."

The monk didn't care about the strange eyes of the people in the northern border and went straight into the city. Wusheng also followed him and followed the monk.

You should know that people in the Northern Jin Dynasty were rare, but monks in the Western Regions were even rarer and too conspicuous.

The city is a typical northern border city. The building style of the houses inside is completely different from the layout of the characters "Zonghengtian" in the Dajin character. The monk entered the alley and walked around and entered a house.

A man wearing a blue jacket on both sides was discussing business with several people.

"Master, why are you here?" After seeing the monk, he was slightly stunned, waved to the people, and the people left.

"Is there any news about what I told the donor last time?"

"Is this..."

The monk took out a bag and was still on the table. The man picked it up and opened it and saw that it was a bag of bright gems.

"Master Xie." The man smiled and put away the bag full of gems.

"I have really found out some news that the master wants to know. A few days ago, there were indeed tourists from Buxianshan who went to the royal city."
Chapter completed!