The road gradually drifted away, from the rising sun to the east until noon, the convoy had already left the bank of Xingluo River.

The vegetation on both sides of the road has gradually become dense and messy from the slender and tender weeping willows.

Pedestrians are gradually becoming fewer.

The squeaking sound of the wheels merges into a unique melody that is constantly repeated.

From time to time, a series of bubbles appeared in the small wine jar. Qin Yin glanced at the strange fat bird that was soaking medicinal wine, curled his lips and leaned against the carriage to continue to look through the body punch.

It does not involve spiritual power practice, but can be promoted to the Yellow-level martial arts, which shows the extraordinaryness of this book.

A great success in cultivation can bear the power of two cows, a full 2,000 pounds.

But the one thousand pounds of cultivation behind it is pure forging.

Spiritual power cultivation still attaches at most to the skin and does not enter the texture.

So before finding other suitable exercises, Qin Yin's only cultivation route was to fully understand this Firm Fist.

With two thousand pounds of strength, it is not difficult to re-enter the peak of dark energy with your own martial arts insights.

Qin Yin narrowed his eyes, and the wealthy and prominent families controlled resources far beyond ordinary people.

And this world is so unique. Above the wealthy and prominent families, there is a mountain sect that is high and out of reach.

When the secular road cannot be done, then what is left is...

The sects of this world?

"Hey, the young man from Zhao's family, you've been so handsome, I haven't said a word for half a day. There is a museum in front of me, and our caravan will rest there for an hour. My name is Jing Shuanggui, the guard of the West City caravan. It's a rare opportunity to get some money. Don't be ashamed of the boss."

"Next! Come back and ask me for a few meals, haha."

A big man rode a horse past the carriage and laughed roughly, throwing a bag of wine over.

Seeing the heroic spirit of this rough man, Qin Yin couldn't help but smile, and a favor suddenly appeared in his heart.

Because he directly remembered his comrade-in-arms "tank".

That fool also brought this kind of rough and mature style.

"Brother Jing, the eldest son of Zhao's family is accompanying him to study, Qin Yin."

The young man raised his wine bag, pulled out the block and poured it in. The hot wine instantly made sweat float on his forehead.

"Happy! I'll treat you three times when I go back to Yuliang!"

"Hahaha, he's a man."

Jing Shuanggui grinned and continued to ride his horse against the trend, notifying him one by one.

The caravan, which had gathered forty carriages, slowed down and stopped in turn.

Qin Yin just jumped off with his wine bag when he heard chaos coming from behind.

"Hey, who is your little girl? Why did you get into my car?"

"This is a fleet of delivery to Jiangyang City. Why did someone get in? You can't leave!"

There was a lot of chaos.

A petite figure pushed away the crowd around and ran out.

"Catch her! Don't let her run away."

As someone shouted loudly, the guards riding horses instantly pulled out their swords and rushed towards the figure running hard.

"My brother is in the car in front, I'm following the wrong carriage!"

The girl shouted.

The merchants in the West City were stunned and then said ill-heartedly: "Who? If you say something wrong, you will take you away and sell it."

"You guards are optimistic about this little girl."

Seeing the bad eyes coming, the girl in water-green clothes curled her lips and pointed innocently at the front.

"Ji, there is my brother, Zhao's mansion in front of it..."

"Qin Yin." The young man walked up to everyone embarrassedly and said, "My sister is naughty, I hope you can take care of it."

After saying that, he glared at the girl fiercely.

The latter wrinkled his nose and spit out his delicate little tongue to make a face.

When everyone heard that it was from the Zhao Mansion, they were not so strict, but the doubts in their eyes increased.

So young and very handsome.

"Haha, Brother Qin, it turns out that he is your girl, he looks so handsome." Jing Shuanggui walked to his side, patted Qin Yin on the shoulder, and smiled at the merchants: "Qin Yin, the eldest son of Zhao's family, my brother."

Coupled with the testimony of the West City Guard, the storm has subsided.

Qin Yin walked back with expressionless face.

Cha Cha's delicate little face was full of tension, his mouth was pursed tightly, and his cheeks were trembling constantly.

"You-" When you walked to the carriage, Qin Yin turned his head angrily.

Wow!

The girl burst into tears at a faster speed.

Um?

The merchants who had just dispersed turned back at the same time.

"After being thief!"

The fat bird soaked in the wine suddenly opened its eyes.

Crack, Crack.

Qin Yin's fist crackled.

"Cry me again, I'll throw you here today!" Qin Yin endured the urge to play the girl's head.

"Don't be mad at me!"

"No, fierce!" Qin Yin gritted his teeth.

The crying stopped abruptly, the girl blinked obediently, pulled Qin Yin's sleeve obediently, and spoke in a glutinous voice: "Brother Qin Yin, Cha Cha is the most obedient."

At the age of fourteen, she was about to bloom, the shy and beautiful state of the ignorant girl was fully displayed on this little beauty's embryo.

This girl is definitely a charming master when she grows up.

Qin Yin looked at the flashing and obedient big eyes, and could not do anything.

"Get on the bus and when I find a convoy heading to Yuliang City, I will send you back."

"No, I want to buy gouache in Jiangyang City! If you dare to throw me away, I will complain to my grandma. Besides, do you feel at ease with me?"

"Don't worry! You even dare to sneak in the caravan." However, Qin Yin did not mention the matter of sending the girl away. If you really encounter an accident on the way, you will be blamed.

Cha Cha stuck out his tongue, waved his fists, and showed a successful smile.

Huh?

"Why are you still drinking? This wine jar...ah, why are you soaking a dead bird?"

Bi Fang was lifted upside down by the girl, her eyes widened, and her eyes were facing Cha Cha's eyes.

"I'm not dead... can I speak well?" As soon as Bi Fang spoke, the smell of alcohol was so strong that it was almost ignited.

"Ah! Monster."

The fat bird was thrown back to the wine jar, and the lid was buckled with tea and tea, and was in amazement.

How could I forget this?

Qin Yin slapped his head and quickly told Chacha the origin of the fabricated fat bird.

This is a rare thing saved from the merchants in Western Xinjiang. Its ancestor was the monster Yunhuo Bird, but its bloodline was impure in this generation, and there was no other ability except to speak and eat.

Then the bird became degenerate, and the more you eat, it became fatter and fatter. Recently, it began to learn to die of drunkenness. The merchants in Western Xinjiang were planning to kill the bird when they saw that it was useless, but Qin Yin was kind enough to buy it back with an eighty-month copper coin.

Cha Cha Da's eyes were filled with mist, and at the end it was already in tears.

"This bird is so pitiful. It's not its fault if it has no ability. Brother Qin Yin, you must treat it well." Cha Cha moved the lid of the jar and carefully held Bi Fang in his palm.

"You girl is more conscientious than Qin Yin... I forgive you, and I will give you a warm place to bask in the sun."

Bi Fang was drunk and burped, and said nodded at the car board next to him.

Cha Cha quickly placed the fat bird on the wooden board under the scorching sun.

"Yes, comfortable, ah..." A moan that made people blushed came from the bird's beak.

"There is also a little girl. I have the ability. I can make you flirt with a fire."

Bi Fang grinned, revealing the little tongue in his throat, and smiled like a fat quail weighing only two pounds.

"So pitiful... it must have been quite stimulating." Chacha's two white and tender little hands were wrapped around, their eyes full of sympathy, "It's not your fault that you are not capable."
To be continued...