Rebirth Zuo Wei

Zuo Wei only heard Fengxue say that this road is the only way to the Moro Mountains, but he didn’t know that its name was Shaman’s Road. It is said that the richest person in Donghao Continent tens of thousands of years ago was Through this road, two resource freights unique to different places made their fortunes and earned their first pot of gold. Then, like a snowball, they hired more and more people and made more and more money. Then this The team became stronger and stronger, and finally formed the Shaman family, the wealthiest family in Donghao Continent, and this business route became wider and more legendary.

Countless people dream of becoming a master who can move mountains and fill seas with a flick of a finger, and countless people dream of becoming a business tycoon with countless money.

And now on this road, there are countless business travelers coming and going...

The scale of this business brigade is very large, densely packed with huge beasts, elite cavalry riding wildebeest, seasoned mercenaries, restrained guards, and huge iron cages covered with black cloth and placed in bundles. It was so strong that it was on the cart on Dilumon's body.

For Zuo Wei, it is not unusual to see a space bag. After all, the people she has come into contact with are those huge forces. No matter how bad it is, it is a family like the Li family. She herself is also a person who owns a space ring, so naturally she knows The space ring is not omnipotent, and there are things that cannot be contained, for example, living things.

There are also some precious minerals that conflict with space attributes and cannot be put into space bags, and space rings have special attributes.

Obviously, this is a business trip carrying a huge amount of cargo.It is also an orderly and disciplined business traveller.

On the black flag held by the cavalry, there is a dark golden tulip pattern embroidered on it, which is noble and elegant.

The Tulip Merchant Group, the third largest merchant group in Donghao mainland, belongs to the famous tulip nobles in the mainland—Jing family.

It's just that this seemingly powerful business traveler stopped the team at this moment.Just because they saw the most dangerous place on the Shaman Continent, that is, on the outskirts of this forest, two figures and two white horses appeared.

It would be better if they were farther away from their caravan, they could be regarded as passers-by on the road nearby, but the position of these two people is too ambiguous...

Just standing in the middle of their path...

"Who, leave quickly, otherwise, kill!" A cavalry captain riding a wildebeest shouted loudly, and at the same time drew out the long sword at his waist.

The corner of Zuo Wei's mouth curled up.He glanced at Feng Xue lightly, as if he was hanging on high as nothing to do with himself.

Feng Xue smiled lightly.Shaking his sleeves, his handsome face showed sorrow, and he said softly: "We are two artists who are going to the trading market to perform. We were attacked by robbers on the way. We are separated from our song and dance troupe. I hope you can join me on the way." Send me two, thank you very much." Sad, but not humble tone, matched with the beauty of the country and the city.As expected, Zuo Wei saw a suspicious layer of red on the faces of those cavalrymen...

"This, I'm sorry, two young masters. This is not acceptable, our caravan does not accept outsiders, please step aside." The captain hesitated, and finally said through gritted teeth.

There was a hint of helplessness on Feng Xue's face, and he said softly: "It's okay, everyone, please go, the two of us will just look at the destiny!"

The captain and the cavalry were stunned, looking at Feng Xue, they all looked like they had no cultivation at all, but they had peerless looks and extraordinary manners, and they looked like entertainers of a song and dance troupe.

"Artist? What skills do you know? Is this one wearing a mask too?" A question came from a carriage, as refreshing as a spring in summer, sweet and playful.

Feng Xue glanced at the carriage from the corner of her eyes, curled up the corner of her mouth, and there was a casual smile on her face: "Qin Le."

"Where is she?" Who else could it be? Zuo Wei could only ask...

"She is a singer in our song and dance troupe, who specializes in singing." Feng Xue's words made Zuo Wei's eyes twitch, singing, this guy saw with which eye, which ear heard her sing, It's really... playing the piano...

"Hehe, Captain Wang, our caravan is boring, let the two of them follow!" The people in the carriage seemed to be interested in Zuo Wei and Feng Xue, but they didn't show up, probably because of their identities.

Captain Wang naturally readily agreed. He never thought that such an extraordinary noble son and such a cool and elegant son would be enemies who wanted to murder their caravan with ill intentions.

In this way, Zuo Wei and Feng Xue joined the caravan, but the people in the caravan were also very wary of them. Firstly, they were really good looking, and secondly, they were afraid that they would not be simple, because sometimes, Temperament is not deceiving...

How can an ordinary song and dance troupe raise such people...

I saw Feng Xue and Zuo Wei riding side by side, walking slowly with the caravan, but Feng Xue was as pure and elegant as the white clouds in the sky, out of reach, while Zuo Wei was like a round bend hanging high in the sky at night Moon, cold and lonely.

Such two people, with different auras, seem to be compatible, and exclude others.

Three days later, Zuo Wei was lying on her back on a carriage, with her hands behind her head, her eyes squinted, the warm sunshine was very warm, making her drowsy.

And Feng Xue was sitting at the back of the car, talking softly about the piano in his hand...

High mountains and flowing water, spring water reminds me, the sound is sweet...

In a carriage in the caravan, that is, in the carriage where the woman who made the sound before, a girl in yellow lay on the window coffin and stared at the sound of the piano outside, with a look of enjoyment.

Listening, the girl in yellow suddenly turned her head and said to her back: "It would be great if that masked boy could sing too. I really want to hear her sing, but she looks so unapproachable."

Following the girl's gaze, it was a woman in green clothes, about 20 years old, with blue hair gathered behind her, leaning lazily on the cushion, a thick black blanket was placed under her body, and she turned her hands Looking at a book and hearing the words of the woman in yellow, a smile burst out from the beautiful facial features.

"You, you just think about this all day long, and you don't know how to practice more." The voice was like a trickle, very gentle.

"Sister Ning, she is already very serious, okay? I practice when I wake up in the morning, and I also practice when I go to bed at night!" The woman in yellow pursed her lips, protesting a little dissatisfied.

"Yeah, practice for 1 minute in the morning, and 1 minute before going to bed at night, it can be regarded as practicing in the morning and evening!" The green woman stretched out her light green finger, and tapped the woman in yellow on the nose, with a hint of excitement in her eyes. banter.

The woman in yellow blushed, reluctantly said: "That's how it is, I won't tell you, I'll go find that guy Zuo Wei."

Opening the curtain, the woman in yellow stepped out of the carriage.

The smile on the woman's face in green didn't fade away, she just shook her head helplessly, then, as if remembering something, she asked softly, "Uncle Mo, have you found out the origins of those two people?"

These two people are so extraordinary, she doesn't think they are just two simple singing and dancing artists...

An old man in green clothes appeared in the carriage, standing in front of the woman in green clothes, shaking his head slightly.

"Miss, I haven't found any information about these two people, and I don't know where they came from." He also felt strange. If these two people are ordinary artists, then they should have stayed in those business roads before. There is a trace of the two of them, after all, they are not ordinary people, and ordinary people will never forget them once they have seen them...

The woman in green was not disappointed, she just smiled lightly: "No, Uncle Mo, that's enough, no information is enough to prove that they are not entertainers, but it doesn't hurt, we just treat them as entertainers, Anyway, this piano sound is really rare..."

Even in Buddha, she had never heard such beautiful music, so she didn't regret letting them follow even if their origins were unknown.

If there is really malicious intent and absolute strength to murder their caravan, it is absolutely impossible for such a person to enter their caravan in such a way.

Don't those masters all have such a hobby...

The corners of the woman's mouth curled up, and the old man in Tsing Yi glanced at his young lady in admiration, and then disappeared into the carriage, while the woman in green continued to flip through the book in her hand.

Feng Xue was leaning against the rear of another carriage, playing the zither in her hand, but there was an inscrutable smile on her face.

The Jing family has produced a good heir, and that old man in Jingnan should be snickering...

It’s just that young people of this generation, I don’t know how many people can compare with the one on the roof...

"Mask boy, mask boy." The yellow-clothed girl named Ying Er jumped on top of the horse, looked at Zuo Wei who was lying on the roof of the car as if asleep, couldn't help but puffed up, and murmured: "What a pig, I slept all day yesterday, and I'm still sleeping today..."

How did she know that Zuo Wei was comprehending the runes of the sword code and the soul code in her mind...

Because she didn't know Zuo Wei's name, Ying Er had to call Zuo Wei Mask Kid every time. Over time, people in the caravan used masks as her code name, but they didn't accompany Ying Er like this, but called her Mask boy.

Yinger saw that Zuo Wei ignored him at all, so she sat cross-legged next to Zuo Wei angrily, and muttered: "I won't leave, I'm going to quarrel with you here, see if you ignore me."

Such angry, wronged and cute words made Feng Xue laugh out loud.

Ying Er shouted to Feng Xue: "What are you laughing at, you are not a good person."

This time, Feng Xue smiled even more happily...

The laughter was too ear-piercing, Zuo Wei slapped his forehead helplessly, opened his eyes, and said softly: "You are right this time, this guy is really not a good person."