Urban Perspective Little Doctor

@:4243: The big thing is not good

"Don't be too happy, maybe as soon as you finish talking, you will jump out of a few teams of enemies, and you will directly end up!"

Seeing him so happy, Pang Feng couldn't help pouring cold water.

"Oh, brother Feng, don't be so disappointed. I've been trapped in this broken town for a hundred years. You make me happy!"

Nangong smiled softly and didn't treat it as the same thing. He looked at him all the way as if he had never seen the world before.

Pang Feng ignored him either, but carefully observed the surroundings.

In Tianzhong Town, fish and dragons are mixed, and people of all colors live together. He doesn't believe that there are no people from the four great saints. Oh no, it is the three saints, of which Murong saints have died under his sword.

The Murong Saint Clan was destroyed, and the Beichen Saint Clan suddenly experienced such a change. It can be said that the era of great changes in the universe is coming. At this time, who doesn't want to take advantage of this to rise and win the position of the world's hegemon in one fell swoop.

On the way he came, he had already seen a lot of forces about to move, and he felt weird at that time, but now it is quite reasonable to think about it.

The caravan quickly left Tianzhong Town and went all the way to the north for dozens of days without encountering any monsters, nor the other great saints and various forces. It can be said to be quite smooth. .

Everyone in the caravan felt very fortunate, thinking that the road would go on safely. On the eleventh night, they directly took out the prepared food and drink, lit a campfire, and began to indulge in joy.

Moreover, this joyous atmosphere quickly ignited all the people around, some of the people who were unsmiling and cautious on weekdays also put down all their guards and joined the bonfire joy.

Nangong Rou was also very happy, pulling Pang Feng to join in, but Pang Feng refused.

This road went too smoothly, a bit strange, and now the entire universe has entered a special period, and it is impossible for it to be so quiet after a major change in ten thousand years.

The reason why it is so quiet must be because it is just the quiet before the storm.

Seeing Pang Feng ignored him, Nangong Rou was a little self-confident and boring, so she left him, and ran to the caravans all by herself, cheering around the bonfire.

The atmosphere lasted until late at night, when the moon was over Nanshan, everyone finally lost interest and went to find a place to rest.

Seeing that they had no sense of caution, Pang Feng smiled to himself, and after a quiet journey for ten days, something would happen tonight.

To be cautious, Pang Feng still called Nangong Rou, this guy actually still had some ideas.

Pang Feng had to threaten him: "If you don't listen to him, just throw him here and let him fend for himself!"

Nangong Rou was immediately afraid. He hadn't dared to go out of Tianzhong Town for a hundred years. Isn't it because he was afraid to come out and be killed? Now he has finally reached a backer. How dare to give up so easily, so he nodded and said: "Brother Feng, don't Jie, where do you say to go, I will go with you!"

Pang Feng ignored him and left the caravan with Nangong Rou and went to a nearby mountain forest.

From here, you can just see the location of the caravan, and if you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to find two people hiding in this mountain forest.

"Okay, it's late at night, let's rest quickly, tomorrow we will continue to the extreme north!"

After Pang Feng patted Nangongrou's shoulder, he jumped onto a tree trunk as thick as ten people, yawned, lay down and fell asleep.

Seeing Pang Feng like this, Nangong Rou didn't worry anymore, and said to herself: "Anyway, Brother Feng, what am I afraid of, sleep!"

After speaking, Nangong Rou's snoring sounded.

The moon fell, and the east became whiter.

The whole night seemed safe and sound.

In the caravan, although there was a noise last night, the leader of the caravan sent several guards to watch the night. Seeing that the day will rise, these guards also yawned and teased each other: "I want to say We are just too nervous, no one will come in this barren mountain!"

"Yeah, the leader doesn't know how to think about it. It's all about it, and it's about to arrive at the Beichen Holy Realm. Could anyone dare to cause trouble?"

"Who says no, I'm going to be sleepy to death, you talk first, I have to go to sleep!"

One of the guards said, yawning with exhaustion on his face, and fell straight down and hit the corner of his mouth. The snoring sound rang out within a few seconds.

"This **** actually slept faster than you, Mad, let's not guard anymore, it's all now, surely no one will come again!"

After speaking, the remaining guards also put down their halberds and fell asleep comfortably.

Suddenly, there was a squeak of swordsman from somewhere, like the sound of two sharp blades being rubbed together. It was cool and harsh, especially at the end of the day when the sky is rising and the sky is white. Such as the spring water in the cold lake in the deep mountains.

Then, dozens of figures, like ghosts, suddenly appeared around the caravan.

They were silent, as if they had stepped through the void and shuttled directly, without disturbing anyone.

The sword soldiers were already in hand, everyone was already in place, just listening to the faint sounds of one after another, all the sleeping personnel in the caravan died in their sleep.

This process does not exceed ten breaths!

These people are very familiar with their actions, and they must be the bandits in the green forest.

"What's the matter, two less?"

"Two less, is the intelligence wrong?"

"Impossible, there is nothing wrong with the intelligence, there are indeed two people missing!"

"There is no way, we have no time. Bring all the supplies. Some of these things, our Sky Profound Clan, will definitely become the fourth largest saint race!"

"Yeah, it really made a lot of money this time. Thanks to our intelligence personnel lurking in the Beichen Saint Clan, otherwise so many top artifacts, wouldn't it be worthless to cheapen those dirty people!"

"..."

...

Nangongrou's snoring suddenly broke, and when she woke up from her dream, she was about to urinate.

He quickly got up, ran to a tree, unbuttoned his pants, and hissed.

"Hiss, comfortable!"

"Hey, what is that?"

But he did not end his peeing, his eyes swept randomly, and he saw that there were many more people holding swords in the place where the caravan was stationed before, and he was even more surprised that the ordinary goods he thought were actually handfuls. The best instruments.

This caravan is by no means a simple caravan, they must have a lot of background!

Now, as expected by Pang Feng, they waited for ten days and finally waited for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Killing and overwhelming!

"Feng...Brother Feng, something is wrong, the caravans are all killed!"

Nangongrou was so scared that she didn't even have time to lift her pants, so she staggered and ran towards Pang Feng, yelling quietly as she ran.