The whistling wind passed by his ears. The king moved his body so quickly, almost like a ghost. He flew at random and reached seven or eight feet away, just like a god among the immortals walking in the wind.

In just a short moment, he had already escaped dozens of miles and a road appeared in front of him.

There were very few pedestrians on the road, and occasionally there were a few riders who rushed by. Wang Dong no longer used his light skills, but instead walked, occasionally enjoying this completely uncontaminated world.

About half an hour later, we finally arrived at the nearby market.

In this era, the population was sparse, and the total population of the seven countries was only about 20 million. In addition, the years of wars were severely damaged, so this market was relatively lively. In terms of prosperity, even some of the most remote towns in the world were not as good as those in the world.

Wang Dong soon lost his interest in hunting, so he found a place to serve food to cook. After a meal, he went to a big house in the center of the market.

While eating, he asked casually that this was within the territory of Wei. Wang Dong thought about it and happened to be the first stop to Daliang, the capital of Wei.

In Wang Dong's opinion, the level of force in this world is not worth a lot of, but on the other hand, it may be a good thing. It is because of the low force value that it is easier to achieve the achievement of the "Lord of the Plane" and transform this place into a sky and then prepare a base. This is also the reason why Wang Dong came through.

The big house in the center of the market is where the "Samurai Pavilion" is located.

In today's world, it is popular to raise scholars, and all the kings and nobles are recruiting strange people and warriors! It is not surprising that a great nobleman has hundreds or thousands of visitors under his command.

It is this kind of culture of fostering scholars that has led to the people's customs being martial, and "Samurai Pavilion" blooming everywhere in the world.

Of course, this place is just a market town after all, and the so-called hiking hall is just a big house that can shelter from wind and rain.

There are more than 20 warriors in the hall, each with bows, spears, swords and axes, and they are hugging each other in groups in groups of three or three, watching a sword fight in the venue for fun, and the noise is endless.

Wang Dong stepped inside, looked around, and said directly: "Who is the owner?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at each other, and everyone's eyes fell on Wang Dong.

"Okay. Brothers, let's go away first." The old man in a squat dress, clapped his palms, signaled the two swordsmen to retreat, then came to Wang Dong, bowed and smiled, "Young man is right. What are the instructions of the young master?" (The "Young master" in the Warring States Period refers to the son of the princes. The original work also ignored this issue, so I won't care about it here.)

He saw that Wang Dong had a gorgeous dress and a jade hairpin, and his charm was beyond the reach of ordinary people, so he did not dare to neglect him.

Wang Dong said: "I want to go to Daliang, Weidu, and I need ten people to escort it. This is the cost of employment."

As he said that, he threw a wallet to the owner of the Mayi Pavilion.

The old man in Mai reached out to take it, weighed it a little, and opened the purse quietly and saw a piece of gold. He immediately smiled and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, please choose whatever you want."

He led Wang Dong to the front of the warriors and introduced him diligently.

Wang Dong didn't care at all. With his martial arts, where can't he go? Why do he need escorts from others? The reason why he hired these warriors was just a guide.

He casually pointed to a few who were more pleasing to the eye. Among them was a pair of brothers and sisters named Dou Wu, and sisters named Dou Li. They were both in their twenties, and there were several elite swordsmen.

"How many people are there, who does the young master value?"

The owner of the Mayi Pavilion stood beside him and saw that Wang Dong was almost picky and asked with a smile.

"You can help me choose a few more people." Wang Dong said without hesitation.

"That little old man is more respectful than obedient!"

The owner of the Mayi Pavilion was like a good person and was about to pick someone up, but he heard someone laughing and said, "Haha! Who else can be more familiar with the road from here to Daliang? Young Master, there are countless horse thieves and bandits along the way, and it is very dangerous. If you want to arrive at Daliang safely, you must not be without the protection of my Tibetan thieves."

This Zangbag is tall, majestic and very strong. His eyes swept over Dou Wu, Dou Li and others, with contempt and disdain.

"Don't be rude to the lord."

The owner of the Mayi Pavilion shouted, walked to Wang Dong, and whispered: "Young Master, this Zangba is indeed unmatched in the familiarity of the route to Daliang, but..."

His voice paused, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Nothing, just him!"

Wang Dong waved his hand and pointed at the Domineering Domineering.

"Oh!" The owner of the Mayi Pavilion sighed lightly and frowned slightly.

The Tibetan Ba ​​laughed: "Young Master is more eye-catching, but there are many bandits along the way. Just in case, why don't you bring me brothers with you? If there is any danger, there will be more helpers."

He pointed to the seven or eight men behind him.

Wang Dong swept away and saw that these people had evil spirits in their faces. They were not good people, but they didn't care at all. He nodded and said, "It's good."

"Haha, young master is so happy." Zangba gave a thumbs up, then picked up his fingers, and said, "But, this commission - hehe!"

Wang Dong smiled slightly and threw him a ingot of gold.

Zangba hurriedly grabbed it in his hand, biting his teeth, and a look of greed appeared on his face.

After a little preparation, a team of fifteen people set out on the way to Daliang, Weidu.

After a few days of traveling, I had just walked out of more than ten miles this day, and suddenly thunder rolled in the sky. In a moment, heavy rain poured down.

The ground suddenly became muddy and it was difficult to rush to travel. The group immediately found a cave to shelter from the rain.

When the rain gradually slowed down, it was already evening. The dry food that everyone had prepared had already been eaten on the road, and someone suggested going hunting.

After a while, a few people were left to guard the cave, and the Zangba took the lead in going out for hunting.

Inside the cave, Wang Dong sat cross-legged in front of a bonfire, his eyes slightly closed, and his mind was practicing various martial arts.

Since he was promoted to the innate realm, his true qi in his body has been transformed into innate realm within a few days. At this moment, he has activated his martial arts and is harmonious and his martial arts are not comparable to those acquired.

Suddenly, a slight footsteps approached, and a man whispered: "Young Master!"

The visitor was Dou Wu, the brother of the brother and sister.

"What's up?"

Wang Dongdao.

Dou Wu whispered: "Young Master, you must be careful of Zangba, I'm afraid he will be against you."

"Oh!" Wang Dong nodded, indicating that he knew.

Seeing his understatement, Dou Wu's breath stagnated and he felt angry. He shook his head and walked away.

Dou Wu shook his head and walked outside. His sister Dou Li leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Brother, how about it?"

Dou Wu sighed in silence: "This young man looks like he is ignorant of the world. Forget it, let's be careful."

Dou Li said worriedly: "It is said that the Tibetan tyrant is also in contact with the horse thief leader "Gray Hu". Alas, if we had known this, we would not have agreed to this mission."
Chapter completed!