Alchemy&Martial Supreme

And he was given to the middle-aged man in front of him.

Qin Ming didn't know his name. He only knew that other people called him Zhang Dui, and he also called him Zhang DUI.

After this period of contact, team Zhang is quite good.

At least it's fair and just, and it doesn't favor anyone.

At the very beginning, team Zhang asked him to go to the center of the team, and he also explained his holiday with Chu Xiao.

Team Zhang did not force him to stay at the back of the team.

Now obviously, we can feel that the whole team is more cautious, and Qin Ming will no longer insist on it.

Now the warriors of the caravan are nervous and in a bad mood. Qin Ming believes that Chu Xiao will not find something for the caravan guards at this time.

Once so, Chu Xiao is likely to be driven out of the caravan.

This place is far away from the yuan tribe. Qin Ming feels that there are groups of unkind warriors around.

Anyone who acts alone may be taken as prey by them.

Instead, Qin Ming hoped that Chu Xiao would trouble him.

If Chu Xiao really attacks him, Qin Ming can take the opportunity to make things big and let Chu Xiao be driven out.

Although Chu Xiao's strength is stronger than him, it's not a simple thing to kill him.

Qin Ming was sure that he could fight Chu Xiao for more than 100 rounds.

Chu Xiao didn't have the ability to kill him, so he couldn't kill him in public. So in the caravan, Qin Ming certainly didn't worry about Chu Xiao.

Chu Xiao seemed to know this, but he snorted coldly. He didn't attack, which disappointed Qin Ming.

Looking at the setting sun in the sky, Qin Ming sighed that one day had passed.

At this time, a group of about 100 people came slowly on a thousand line camel. Most of them were wearing strong black clothes and were majestic. Before they got close to the caravan, their momentum radiated.

All of the caravan's faces were dignified, because most of the hundred people's martial arts realm reached the late stage of the real dragon realm. The lowest martial arts realm of other martial arts was also the middle stage of the real dragon realm.

Although their combat effectiveness is not as good as that of the caravan, no one knows what the consequences will be.

Don't forget, there are still some warriors on the outside.

"Lao Qi, we meet again." Among the hundred warriors, a big man with a heavy purple axe walked to the front of the team and laughed.

Apparently he knew the caravan.

Qi Lao is the leader of the caravan. He is not the strongest but the most prestigious.

"Ha ha, it's brother Qing. I haven't seen you for so many years. You're all right." Qi Lao went forward with a laugh and arched his hand.

When Qi Lao called out the name of the great man, the warriors of the caravan breathed a sigh of relief.

Since we know each other, we can't fight.

Caravans don't want to fight. Once they fight, they will die.

When the warrior who joined the team died, the caravan was responsible for paying the consolation money.

"It seems that this time we should give some black stone, and we can pass." The old Liu, who had passed through the city several times, vowed in a low voice: "the caravan doesn't want to fight, and those people don't want to fight."

"Both sides have the same strength. They want to pass here, but they don't want to let go of our fat sheep easily. They don't want to fight. They give Blackstone face and help his subordinates."

Sure enough, as Liu expected, Qin Ming saw Qi take out a black bag and give it to Da Han.

The big man weighed it over for a while, with a smile of satisfaction, waved his hand and left with a natural and unrestrained person.