Return of the War God

Ye Wuque inquired in Huoliu Town that there were a total of three caravans that met his requirements.

Two of them are the Fire Cloud Caravan and the Chasing Sun Caravan. At this moment, in the Yanziwu Restaurant, both of these two caravans have appeared, and Ye Wuque, who is watching coldly, can easily see that these two caravans seem to be old acquaintances of each other, but there is a gap.

"Lian Chengying! Why do you show up wherever our Huoyun caravan appears? How shameless! Also, stop talking nonsense, or I'll make you look good! Hmph!"

Huo Zhilin's original crisp and moving voice was now filled with a hint of shame, anger and disgust, as if she hated this Mr. Lian of the Sun Chasing Caravan, and even her beautiful eyes rounded her delicate and cute face, and she looked annoyed.

After Huo Zhilin's voice sounded, more than 30 people from the chasing caravan headed by Lian Chengying also filed in and entered the lobby of Yanziwu Restaurant.

Lian Chengying's appearance also clearly fell into the bright eyes under Ye Wuque's cloak.

This person looked about twenty-five or sixteen years old. He was wearing a pitch-black martial robe, but the workmanship was extremely exquisite and gorgeous. It was inlaid with gold threads and colorful gemstones.

However, in Lian Chengying's arms, one on the left and one on the right, there are two young girls who are almost the same age as Huo Zhilin but with pale faces and shivering, just like two little lambs being held down by two paws of a gray wolf.

Lian Chengying kept going up and down, ravaging the two girls wantonly, and the two girls didn't even dare to resist, and their clothes were very ragged, and some parts were even exposed, revealing their fair skin.

People from the sun-chasing caravan were also filled with six empty tables, and the handsome man with a golden knife sat on the table facing the third master. Apart from the two trembling girls in his arms, sitting with him were three old men in white robes. They were about sixty or seventy years old.

"One at the early stage of Tianchong Realm and two at the late stage of Linghui Realm. The strength of the Sun Chasing Caravan and the Fire Cloud Caravan is on par."

Ye Wuque glanced at the table where Lian Chengying was, and immediately noticed the cultivation bases of the three white-robed old men. As for Lian Chengying, his cultivation base was at the peak of the early Yuan Soul Realm.

To be able to achieve such cultivation at such an age can be regarded as a genius. Of course, this kind of genius only refers to the geniuses of the middle-sized sect families in Zhongzhou.

"Hehe, sister Zhilin's tone is still so aggressive, but I, Lian Chengying, just like a girl with personality like you!"

As soon as she was seated, Lian Chengying stared at Huo Zhilin's smiling mouth, and the frivolous smile at the corner of her mouth became more intense.

"you……"

Huo Zhilin's small face immediately showed a trace of anger, and she was about to speak back to Lian Chengying, but her sister on the other side gently held down her arm.

Huo Zhijin looked at her sister and shook her head and said, "There's no need to talk nonsense with some vile people with bad conduct, Zhilin, eat well."

After hearing her sister's words, Huo Zhilin snorted at Lian Chengying, then stopped talking, and began to eat obediently.

Huo Zhijin, who comforted her younger sister, has changed from her previous soft and beautiful attitude, instead she has a decisive heroic spirit, and there is a kind of indifference on her beautiful face that makes people's eyes shine.

The successive openings of the two sisters only made the smile on the corner of Lian Chengying's mouth stronger, but they didn't say anything, and looked through the two sisters to the third master who was pouring himself a drink.

Since the appearance of the sun-chasing caravan, the third master didn't even look at each other. It seemed that in his eyes, Quan regarded the sun-chasing caravan as if it didn't exist, or simply ignored it.

"Third Master led the Fire Cloud Caravan to set off from the Fire Cloud Sect. It seems that the scale this time is not small?"

Lian Chengying smiled and spoke with a relaxed tone, but asked the third master a question.

But what made Lian Chengying's smile condense slightly was that the third master didn't even look at him, and was still pouring himself a drink.

"hehe."

Lian Chengying smiled and then looked away, but there was a chill in the depths of his eyes.

He, Lian Chengying, was born in the Lian family. He was the son of the head of the Lian family whose roots were upright and Miaohong. He was a direct descendant with a very high status and would be the head of the family in the future.

The strength of the Lian family is as powerful as that of the Fire Cloud Sect. Lian Chengying was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child.

In addition, he is different from ordinary dandies, he is extremely shrewd, has good means, and his cultivation is also called a genius, so he became the leader of the Lian family's external caravan.

Huo Yunzong and the Lian family lived in the same place, and they were allies at the beginning, even Chengying and Huo Zhijin had a marriage contract, but later the two families broke up, hated and guarded each other, and no one mentioned this matter again.

The Huoyun Caravan and the Chasing Sun Caravan often encountered each other due to overlapping routes. Although there were no major conflicts in these years, there were constant small frictions.

The third master of the Fire Cloud Caravan is the second elder of the Fire Cloud Sect, and the two sisters of the Huo family are the daughters of the current head of the Fire Cloud Sect.

The third master who poured his own drink naturally didn't take Lian Chengying seriously, a mere junior, even if he had some means, but in his opinion, he was still too immature, and he was far behind his father, the head of the Lian family.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the lobby of the Yanziwu Restaurant seemed to become stagnant again, and even the noise stopped.

"Sister, what do you think is going on with the battle of the five super sects on the frontline battlefield now? The three Qingming sects are coming fiercely, and I don't know if the Holy Way of the Heavens and the Hidden Sword Tomb can stop it? I don't know what happened to Ye Wuque? But he is so powerful, he must be fighting the enemy bravely!"

Seemingly regaining her lively and lovely appearance, Huo Zhilin muttered while eating, with an extremely charming expression.

"Don't worry, what happened to a peerless genius like Ye Wuque? You eat obediently and practice hard. As long as you keep getting stronger and better, I believe that one day you will really meet him."

A smile appeared on Huo Zhijin's beautiful face, as if she was comforting her sister, but the second half of the sentence seemed to be addressed to herself, and there was a light of tenacity and courage in those beautiful eyes, which seemed to contain infinite hope.

"Peerless genius Ye Wuque? Hehe, who doesn't know if it's just a waste of fame? A guy who has just been worshiped in the holy way of the heavens for half a year has risen so quickly? Fifteen years old? Hmph! Who knows if his age is falsely reported, and there will be such an outstanding young man in the Northern Tianyu? This young master thinks that Ye Wuque may be a joke, but it's just a false promotion by the holy way of the heavens!"

Lian Chengying's voice sounded again, and he continued to sneer, as if he was extremely suspicious of Ye Wuque, but there was a deep jealousy and unwillingness in his eyes.

Lian Chengying has always disliked this kind of juvenile arrogance, because he is extremely conceited and cannot tolerate the existence of people stronger than himself, so he is very jealous.

If he had given him a hundred courage in the past, he would not have dared to talk about the disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens in public in broad daylight, but now the entire Northern Heaven Territory is raging with flames of war, and the Holy Way of the Heavens has no time to pursue him.

Except for their sectarian families who have always been neutral in Zhongzhou, who can temporarily protect themselves, the rest of the sectary families have long been fighting with their vassal super sects.

"Ants scorn the sky, it's ridiculous."

As soon as Lian Chengying finished speaking, Huo Zhijin's voice rang out one step ahead of her younger sister. Although the voice was not loud, it was still indifferent, but there was still a trace of coldness in it.

Lian Chengying squinted his eyes and stared at Huo Zhijin, his pupils seemed to shrink into two needlepoints, extremely penetrating, and at this moment his whole body exuded a sense of danger.

But in the end, the frivolous smile on the corner of Lian Chengying's mouth reappeared. Looking down at the two female slaves he had just bought in his arms, his smile became brighter and brighter.

It's just that the faces of the two female slaves turned pale suddenly, pain was revealed in their eyes, and tears were scattered.

Because where they were touched by Lian Chengying's hands, there were streaks of bruises suddenly, which were pinched out with force!

Ye Wuque in front of the window's eyes under the cloak were flickering, staring at Lian Chengying and the third master with a blank expression.

With his current strength and vision, he naturally wouldn't be as knowledgeable as a dude.

Now what Ye Wuque is thinking about is how to mix into the caravan just right and without being obtrusive.

It is absolutely not advisable to sneak attack and stun a member of the caravan before pretending to be one!

Because in such an experienced caravan that travels all year round, every member is very familiar with each other, especially the details of many personalities and behaviors, which will be exposed if they are not careful.

What Ye Wuque needs now is to be as low-key as possible, and this method will not work at all.

However, at this moment, a tall man suddenly came between the tables of Lian Chengying and the third master, who was a certain monk in the lobby of the previous restaurant!

The big man clasped his fists at Lian Chengying and the third master, and then said with a trace of respect, "My name is Hong Zhuang. I'm a casual cultivator. I live in the wind and sleep in the open. I have been waiting here for the third master and Mr. Lian for many days. If the two caravans need to recruit members, I, Hong Zhuang, think that I am not bad. I hope I can make a living under the hands of the two of you!"

As soon as these words came out, it attracted the attention of many people in the restaurant, and they all looked at this big man named Hong Zhuang.

But Ye Wuque's eyes under the cloak suddenly focused at this time, and a faint smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was worrying about how to blend into the caravan just right and without being obtrusive. Isn't this opportunity coming now?