The wind sounded, the bamboo leaves flew, and on the bluestone road in front of the Menyu Slope, a young man in a black brocade robe and a silver crown walked lightly and gradually approached.

The mountains and fields went to find the stars and grass, obviously not as fast as the locals to find out.

Su Yang didn't want to wait too long here.

The first morning light hit Su Yang's body, stretching his shadow long on the bluestone road.

At this moment, his ears suddenly moved, and he looked behind him, and there was some movement over there.

Almost in the next moment, a convoy of trains came into Su Yang's eyes from afar.

Flashing to the side of the road, Su Yang stared at the approaching convoy.

There were a total of five carriages in this convoy, and there were some ordinary warriors armed with swords beside the carriages, riding tall horses, roaring towards Menyupo.

Su Yang, who was standing on the side of the road, obviously attracted the attention of those martial artists, and he could feel many eyes looking at him vigilantly, but Su Yang looked calm and did not react, just stood quietly.

With his cultivation realm at the moment, his spiritual breath is exhausted, let alone standing here, even if he does it, he may not necessarily have many spiritual breath fluctuations.

What's more, these martial artists have the strength of the Bone Martial Realm at most, or ordinary people who know how to punch and kick, how can they spy on Su Yang's depth?

Su Yang also discovered that among these people, there were not only ordinary martial artists, but also a few cultivators.

There was an inner breath realm, and there was also a acceptance realm, and even Su Yang felt a faint aura, which couldn't help but make him frown slightly.

On the first horse that came on, a middle-aged man yelled at Su Yang: "Stinky boy, get out of the way, don't get in the way!"

Su Yang frowned again, and didn't want to do much, so he took a few steps back, so as not to eat dust.

Several horses whizzed past them, followed by the convoy.

Su Yang looked carefully, among the five carriages, the three carriages in the middle were pressed on the ground and left deep traces, which should have carried some valuable items.

A carriage in front of it passed by, carrying a faint aroma, and the wind blew through the windows, and the curtains were slightly raised.

Although it was only for a short moment, Su Yang could see it clearly, and in this carriage, it was clearly a female dependent.

What really made Su Yang more concerned was the last carriage, and the faint aura he felt before came from this carriage.

After the convoy passed, Su Yang returned to the bluestone road and looked in the direction they were heading.

The team's goal was Menyupo, and it was only natural that there was only one place to go from the bluestone road.

But after not taking a few steps forward, Su Yang's brows furrowed again.

Because he found that there was a person in the convoy who turned back and rushed towards him, and this person was the middle-aged man who yelled at him just now, and he was also a cultivator of the Najie Realm.

What does he want to do?

It is impossible to detect that he is not an ordinary person.

After a while, the middle-aged man drove his horse to Su Yang, grabbed the reins, and the front hooves of the tall horse soared into the air, and Herod neighed.

Su Yang just looked at him quietly.

The middle-aged man was a little impatient on his face, and said with a hint of reluctance: "Boy, you have met a nobleman, you can have as much money as you want, go with us." ”

Su Yang looked surprised, what does this mean?

Give yourself money, walk with them?

Which play is this?

"Do you think I look like I'm short of money? Menyupo is just in front of me, so why do I have to go with you?"

"Don't be verbose, follow me!" The middle-aged man glanced at Su Yang, he obviously didn't recognize the clothes of Tianshu Pavilion, but this clothes were indeed finely made, and they were not something that ordinary people could afford to wear.

But he seemed to completely ignore Su Yang's dress as a rich son, and yelled impatiently.

After that, he bent down and reached out and directly grabbed Su Yang's collar, Su Yang wanted to resist, but quickly held back.

Although people's attitude is not good, but there seems to be no malice, Menyupo is close at hand, but it does need to take a few steps, since people have to let themselves ride horses, why not do it?

And he also wants to see what the hell the people in this team are going to do.

The middle-aged man lifted Su Yang, put him on the horse's back, slapped the horse's belly with both feet, and with a sound of driving, turned the horse's head and chased after the convoy.

Su Yang was upside down, and couldn't help but be extremely annoyed, this was completely different from the way he thought of riding a horse, the middle-aged man had returned to the convoy, lifted his collar again, threw him into the air, and said with a smile: "Lao Yang continues!"

On the last carriage, the middle-aged coachman who was driving the carriage didn't lift his eyelids, the horsewhip in his hand was rolled away, and it was rolling around Su Yang's waist, pulling it back slightly, and pulling Su Yang to sit down beside him.

The convoy did not stop for a moment from start to finish.

Su Yang was depressed, he seemed to be treated as a plaything?

He turned his head to look at that old Yang, who was also a cultivator of the Na Realm Realm, and he was also the pinnacle of the Na Realm Realm, on the bright side, he was definitely the strongest person in the team.

Although in Great Wei, a cultivator at the peak of the Na Realm Realm is also a master, he is definitely not first-class, let alone a middle-aged person, and his qualifications will not be very good.

With Su Yang's current vision, he doesn't even care about the Tianwu Realm, let alone the Najie Realm.

But in a small place like Menyupo, and not far from the border of the Great Wei, the peak of the Najie realm can definitely be called the king.

Lao Yang Bafeng didn't move, his eyelids were lowered, his face was expressionless, he looked like he was dead, sensing Su Yang's gaze, he casually picked up a kettle beside him and handed it to Su Yang.

"Thank you" Su Yang took the kettle, but didn't drink it.

The speed of the convoy was not very fast, and it was not far from Menyupo, Su Yang quietly looked forward, but a strange scene happened.

There is a dirt road next to Menyupo, and when the convoy arrived here, it did not enter Menyupo, but turned onto the dirt road.

Su Yang watched in confusion as he passed by Menyupo.

He turned his head to look at the old Yang again and said, "I'm going to Menyupo"

"Hmm. The old Yang replied lightly, and continued to drive the carriage forward, getting farther and farther away from Menyupo.

Su Yang was even more depressed, and even a little angry, he was ready to ignore these people anymore, so he wanted to jump out of the carriage.

But Lao Yang's eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and with a flick of the long whip, he wrapped up Su Yang's waist.

"Sit down. ”

Su Yang glanced back at him, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Immediately after, in the rear carriage, the faint aura became a little thicker, and it enveloped Su Yang in an instant.

Su Yang raised his eyebrows, leaned back against the carriage, and no longer moved, but the corners of his mouth were hung with an evil arc.