One thousand five hundred and thirteen: Encountering an enemy halfway?

One thousand five hundred and thirteen: Encountering an enemy halfway?

Smacking his lips, Yan Wang looked disappointed. It was not as delicious as the Alps. It had no taste at all. It was almost like eating a marshmallow. It melted and flowed into his stomach before he could chew it in his mouth.

After pondering for a long time, Yan Huan suddenly realized: "Is it possible that in fantasy novels, those descriptions of the birth of the **** magic pill, the fragrance of the ten miles away, the bursts of visions, and even the shaking of the heaven and earth... are all written by the author in the number of words?"

"Hey, Miss asked me to ask you to go to dinner." A clear shout woke up Yan Wan, and following the sound, he saw a little maid beside the carriage looking angry.

"Thank you, I won't eat." Yan smiled and rejected the other party's kindness, lying on his back on the top of the carriage, looking at the clear stars, feeling infinite emotion.

Countless thoughts, feelings, and inspirations finally converged and turned into four concise words - I want to smoke.

Just when Yan Wan was brewing his emotions and wanted to sing a song or compose a poem to express his emotions, suddenly there was an anxious shout not far away: "Sir, save me"

"..."

Yan Wan's inspiration was interrupted, which made him particularly unhappy. He followed the sound and saw that the camp had been surrounded by a group of people and there were several fresh corpses lying beside the fire.

He frowned, looking away from the corpse and placing it on the faces of the group of people.

Suddenly, when he met the other person's eyes, Yan Huan felt a hint of realization in his heart: "They are here for me."

There was no talk before the war, and there was no such thing as letting go of the girl.

After Yan Wan confirmed in his eyes that it was the person who wanted to kill him, he took action decisively. It was not his character to look forward and backward, and seizing the opportunity was the best way to deal with it.

"Stop it or we'll kill her."

Poof!

Yan Yan drew his sword without looking at him, and with a twist of the sword, he easily killed a person.

"Stop, didn't you hear? Put down your weapons and let us go..."

Pfft...

Yan Wang ignored the hostage in one hand and slashed down with his sword. The surging lightning split the hostage and the man in black into two without any hesitation.

hostage?

Fundamentally speaking, Yan Wan paid for the ride, and he was willing to do so. He couldn't throw himself into a pit just because he cared about the lives of these people.

Furthermore, the purpose of these people is Yan Wang. Although they are forced to be implicated, but still... Yan Wang pays more attention to his own life.

Yan Wang doesn't mind doing good deeds and being a good person as long as he doesn't lose his own interests. Otherwise, he doesn't mind being a villain and a bad guy.

The dividing line between good and evil lies in the protection of his own interests.

As for fame...he doesn't care about it at all.

"Go ahead, kill him." Upon seeing this, the leader of the man in black gritted his teeth and dropped the woman in his hand, jumped up and rushed towards Yan Wan.

The man in black accepted the mission. After reading Yan Wan's information, he even issued a military order, vowing to take off Yan Wan's head and give it to his employer.

He is just a warrior in the Gangsha Realm. Even if he is strong, how strong can he be...

So, with this idea in mind, they died.

Well, the kind that dies without a whole body.

…

Yan Wang wiped the blood stains, came to the woman, stretched out his hand to help her up, with an apologetic smile on his face: "I'm sorry, but you should also know that if I do what they say, I'm afraid we will all die. .”

Who do you meet and what do you say?

Yan Wang has mastered this way, so he can naturally advance and retreat in a controlled manner.

He could see from the beginning that this caravan seemed ordinary, but in fact it was a bit special. Logically speaking, the caravan should focus on the goods when transporting goods.

However, the other party is just the opposite. The key protection unit is this woman. Based on Yan Wan's observation during this period, the other party is probably an important figure such as the daughter of a chamber of commerce.

And this kind of people generally have brains. To be precise, they have seen the world and have a vision. There are rarely unreasonable and mentally retarded operations by Sabi.

Yan Wang believed that this woman could clearly see the situation just now, that's why she said this.

Anyway, this group of men in black never revealed until their death that their real target was Yan Wang. Now that these people are dead, they can naturally follow whatever Yan Wang says.

Three strikes, five strikes, and two strikes, Yan Wan planted a seed in the other party's heart without leaving a trace: The target of this group of people is you, and I am acting bravely.

If I ran away right away, you wouldn't be able to do anything to me. But now that I have saved you, you should thank me and be kind to me.

Emmm, this is probably the case.

Although the little girl was born into wealth and her vision and quality were higher than those of ordinary people, she couldn't resist Yan Wan's grandson's rich experience.

With just a few spicy words and a lifelike performance, he was confused and stupid enough to believe his bullshit. He even felt sincere gratitude.

The housekeeper who was lucky enough to survive could not help but sigh in his heart when he saw his young lady's blushing cheeks and eyes staring at Yan Wan with admiration.

Although a hero saving a beauty is cliche, it still depends on the person.

If you are careful, you will find a scene that often appears in TV series and movies.

If a hero saves a beautiful girl from an ugly comparison, the girl's answer is often: Thank you to the hero for saving your life. The little girl has nothing to repay, and she will have to repay her kindness by working as a cow or a horse in her next life.

If it is the protagonist, or the handsome guy, the hero saves a beautiful girl, then the girl's answer is usually: Thank you for saving your life, the young master. The little girl has nothing to repay, so she can only agree with you, and hope that the young master will not dislike it.

From this, conclusions can be drawn.

To be a hero, you also have to look at your face!

In the distant ancient times, that is, during his college days, Yan Wan was a popular man who had the courage to convince his teachers in physics and get a diploma.

Then he got up and gloriously became a fat, salty fish.

Later... he returned to his peak appearance, and with the experience in the script world, his temperament was even different.

After activating the extraordinary specialization, Yan Wan has, in a sense, started the path of evolution again, evolving towards a higher level and a more perfect species.

Not just an increase in strength, but an all-round transformation. To be precise, my appearance has become more handsome, my skin has improved, and my figure has become standard...

So the question is, why is Yan Wan so good, but not as shown in idol dramas, as long as a woman sees him, she will immediately sit on the ground to ovulate and orgasm on her own?

Very simple.

Idol dramas are all Shabi.

Just like writing a novel, there is often a plot in the novel that when seeing a XX beautiful woman, the man on the road is stunned and shocked, unable to control himself. The most commonly used description - nosebleed.

In fact, have you ever seen in reality that because of a certain beauty, there are so many people on a street that they become sabi?

The topic has changed, let’s bring it back.

Mu Chenchen was still very reserved. Although the eyes he looked at Yan Wan were obviously full of stars, he didn't stop there.

But soon, the conversation between the two was interrupted. While collecting the corpse, an accompanying warrior took off the face scarf of a man in black and unexpectedly recognized the man's identity.

For a moment, the man stood in awe in front of Yan Wan, explaining his identity and his guess word by word.

"Black Wind Village? Big Boss? Such an unfashionable name?"

Yan Wan frowned, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and muttered secretly: "Did I guess wrong? These people are robbers, not here to kill me?"

"Do you know where their lair is?" he asked calmly.

Hearing this, the warrior thought about it carefully, with a puzzled expression on his face: "This is also what I find strange. The Black Wind Village is in the mountains in front, and this should be the chassis of the Shayun Pirates.

These bandits are very strict about the supervision of their territory, and they have agreements with each other. They always do not violate the rules of the river. I don’t know why..."

The old housekeeper said in a hoarse voice: "Kill someone with a borrowed knife and frame the crime."

The young lady seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly her pretty face turned pale: "Did the people in Heifeng Village know about the goods we transported this time? That's why they did this?"

"It's very possible." The old housekeeper felt heavy.

"Then, let's take a detour." Mu Chenchen thought for a while and decided to take a safer approach.

Yan Wang took out a map and handed it to the warrior: "Help me mark the home base of Black Wind Village."

"Are you going?" Mu Chenchen was a little confused. From her perspective as a businessman, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuａ.com was always about avoiding disasters when possible, and the long-term solution was to be kind and make money.

Yan smiled wildly, put away the map, and replied casually: "This is a bit strange. You guys go on your way first, and I'll go check out the situation."

"Young master is kind to me, but I can't go with you due to trivial matters."

Mu Chenchen pursed his lips, took out a small jade token from the sachet, and said sincerely: "But the young master is also going to the Jinyu Mansion. This is the certificate of my Mu family. When the young master comes to visit, my Mu family will definitely Sweep the couch to welcome you."

Yan Wan smiled lightly and took the jade token, and handed it over seriously: "If you go to Jinyu Mansion, I will definitely come and nag you. I hope Miss Mu won't dislike it."

Mu Chenchen murmured in return: "Young master, please take safety first and be careful in everything."

…

This place is actually not too far away from the home base of Heifeng Village, about dozens of kilometers at most.

When the sky was getting slightly brighter, Yan Wan finally arrived near the top of the mountain where Heifeng Village was located.

"The smell of blood?"

Yan Wan stood at the wind outlet, frowning and looking at the messy footprints on the ground. He felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He didn't have time to hide it, so he walked straight along the traces.

Across the canyon, a stench of pavement wafts through.

He raised his eyes and looked at the two sentry towers. Several cold corpses were hanging on the horizontal bars, swaying with the cold wind.

Something happened in Heifeng Village.

Yan Wang quickened his pace and crossed the wooden village gate.

Upon first sight, it was a mess, with corpses all over the ground, houses collapsed into ruins, and the huge stockade, except for the burning torches that made crackling sounds from time to time, there was no sound at all.

"Well, one blow is fatal. The murderer is at least the God Gathering Realm."

Yan Wanye could see things at night, and it made no difference to him whether there was light or not. He looked carefully at the corpses on the ground and came to this conclusion.