I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Zhang Heng smiled and looked at the horizon in the distance.

On the horizon, an orange-red hemisphere was trying to break through the ground, and the sky above the line rose.

And everyone's eyes, after the light came, they suddenly realized that around them, unknowingly, they had risen like silk, like smoke, like milk, and milky white morning mist.

The motorcade of the North Sea Escort is running on the post road filled with milky white morning mist, like being in a fairyland. Just a short distance away, it makes people feel a sense of ethereal distance and mystery.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but look at the middle-aged escorts and other key escorts of the Beihai Escort, then smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "It's foggy."

Hearing what Zhang Heng said, the middle-aged escorts and the other weird escorts woke up, and their expressions became a little nervous.

Under the leadership of the middle-aged escort, he began to circle around the five bullock carts in front of him, stepping up patrols, so as not to be in the fog and steal the goods in the bullock carts.

The colleague, the middle-aged **** also ordered Zhang Heng six people to drive the antlers and go to the front of the post road to inquire about the situation and check if there is any abnormal situation ahead.

At the same time, in the middle and rear of the convoy, the guards also started to step up patrols to prevent accidents.

Fortunately, there seems to be no suspicious people around the team. For the time being, the guards did not notice anything worthy of vigilance.

At this time, Zhang Heng and the others had already driven the staghorn horse under their seat, and broke into the thick white fog ahead, just like breaking into an endless sea of ​​clouds.

In the dense fog, within three steps, the people from the opposite side could not be seen clearly.

Zhang Heng drove the staghorn horse, led the other six people, and went straight forward. He asked everyone not to use the power of vitality to explore the surroundings, so as not to reveal the identity of himself and others, and only let the fight follow him.

And Zhang Heng himself, in order to explore the surrounding situation clearly, abandoned his own "potential" to strengthen his five senses.

In this way, let alone within three steps, within ten steps, that is, within a hundred steps, Zhang Heng's eyes can see clearly.

And Zhang Heng's ears could even hear sounds one mile away.

Zhang Heng's nose can even smell all kinds of smells within three miles.

Concentrating on using his five senses, exploring the post road ahead, listening to the sound from the post road ahead, smelling the smell from the post road, Zhang Heng's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He suddenly heard a mile ahead, and a voice suddenly spread into his second middle school.

A series of sounds seemed to suddenly appear in Zhang Heng's ears.

There was the faintly mellow dialogue of a delicate girl, the sound of an animal's nose snapping, and the banging of heavy objects on the ground from time to time.

There is also a melodious and melodious flute sound that can't tell whether it is happiness or sadness.

Before Zhang Heng heard these many sounds, Zhang Heng had already smelled various smells.

After eliminating thousands of different flavors, Zhang Heng finally found out the place where the sound just came from, and the smell that floated from it.

There is more than one sound there, and similarly, there is more than one smell coming from there.

There is the sweet and greasy taste of rouge gouache, the smell of beasts, and the fresh fragrance of wild grass flowers blooming on the roadside.

There is also a special fragrance formed by the fusion of the fragrance of various petals.

Those petals include peaches and plums in spring, lotus in summer, chrysanthemums in autumn, and winter plums.

Many flavors that do not belong to summer, in this different kind of fragrance, are wonderfully integrated into one, unconsciously, creating a feeling of refreshing and happy.

The pace of the mount at Zhang Heng's feet kept moving forward, and finally, through the thick milky fog, Zhang Heng's eyes saw a line of figures appearing a hundred steps away.

The first thing that catches the eye is a behemoth that is three feet tall.

This giant beast has semicircular scales like dragon scales, and each scale is the size of a bull's eye. The ears of the giant beast are the size of a fan, with a nose that is more than one foot long, and two huge, sharp white fangs stick out from its mouth.

This is a huge alien colossus.

At this time, the colossus raised one of his four legs that were as thick as a house beam from time to time, and then stepped heavily on the ground.

There was a bang.

This sound was exactly the same as the sound Zhang Heng heard before.

On the back of the colossus, there is a small pavilion that looks exquisite and gorgeous.

At this time in the small pavilion, there was a melodious and melodious sound of flute, not only joy but also sadness.

The sound of Yue'er's flute is exactly what Zhang Heng heard before.

It's just that the curtains around the small pavilion on the giant elephant's back are low, and the doors and windows are closed. Zhang Heng can't see exactly what kind of person is in the small pavilion.

The elephant is surrounded by eight staghorn horses.

The eight antler horses are all black as ink, except for the snow-white hair around the four hooves of each antler horse.

These eight staghorn horses are all eight black clouds and snow.

We must know that although the staghorn horse is a means of transportation that ordinary people can afford, but the dark clouds and snow are not something ordinary people can afford.

The value of a batch of dark clouds and snow is almost equivalent to the value of a thousand ordinary staghorn horses.

But suddenly there were eight black clouds covered in snow, so that their total price was by no means comparable to that of a mere eight thousand ordinary staghorn horses.

After all, if you want to find a black cloud covered snow, as long as you have money, it is still easy to do, but it is not so simple to find the same eight black cloud covered snow that is also cherished.

This is no longer something that can be done with money.

What is even more unbelievable is that the eight black clouds covered the tops are only the mounts of the maid in the group, not the mounts of the master.

From time to time, the eight horses of the dark cloud cover their noses, which fully demonstrates their abundant physical strength and their bodies.

On the top of the eight black clouds cover, riding eight beautiful women with graceful appearances.

Each of the eight beautiful women hung a shiny silver long sword at the waist.

At this time, the eight people were just like You Chun's ladies, laughing and playing with each other.

Seeing such a group of people who described it as weird, was blocking the middle of the post road, just blocking the way of the dart car that the Beihai Escort was about to rush.

Zhang Heng's eyes wrinkled slightly, and he randomly controlled the staghorn horse below to stop.

Then Zhang Heng turned to the side and looked at Yi Shuixin and Wang Mingen behind him. He did not hesitate to speak softly: "You immediately go back and send the letter to Senior Feng, saying that we found a group of strangers in front of us, let them be at any time. Be alert and watch out for the enemy's sneak attack."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Heng's voice just fell. A hundred steps away, a pleasant female voice suddenly came out: "You don't need to go back to send a letter. Everyone who rushed to the opposite side should be the **** in front of the Beihai Escort?"

"We are not enemies. My master has an appointment with you, Mr. Sun. We have been waiting here for a long time."

It was a beautiful woman riding a dark cloud and snow on the front left, a hundred steps away.

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, Yi Shuixin and the two were already a little surprised because they couldn't see the scene ahead. At this time, they suddenly heard the voice of answering from the other side.

Yi Shuixin and the two couldn't help but look at Zhang Heng indecisively, wondering whether they should go back to convey Zhang Heng's news, or listen to the voice of the opposite, so they don't have to go back.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Heng heard the voice from the opposite side, still unmoved, with his eyes signaled the two to continue to rush back to send the letter. When the two saw each other, they had to turn their horses around and rushed along the way.

A hundred steps away from the opposite side, although the beautiful woman could not see Yi Shuixin and the other two leaving, she could hear the sound of horseshoes. As she gradually moved away, her voice became smaller and smaller. She immediately guessed that Zhang Heng did not listen to her. I still sent someone back to send the letter, and he could not help but pouted slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Coward, I told you a long time ago that the owner is the person invited by the head of the North Sea Escort. You still don’t believe it, it’s really a group. coward."

The beautiful woman on the left front, just finished speaking, Zhang Heng saw the **** the right suddenly blinked her eyes like autumn water, smiled softly, looked sideways at the **** the left and said, "Qingxue, you are not right. Oh, how can you blame others for being cowards?"

The girl in the front left couldn't help but puffed up her cheeks fiercely, her eyes widened, her eyes widened and the girl in the front right stared fiercely, and she said: "Xia Yu, you are slandering people again, what's wrong with me, opposite. That guy, he obviously heard me tell them that our host is a distinguished guest invited by their head, and we are not their enemies, but he still sends people back to send a warning. Such a person is not a coward, what kind of talent. Are you a coward?"

Who knows that the girl Xia Yu in the front right is not afraid of the fierce Qingxue, but blinked her big and bright eyes again, and then said: "According to your words, I say I am your mother. You should call me mother? Then why don't you call me mother now? Are you also a coward?"

Qingxue on the left front was furious, sitting on the top of the dark cloud cover, yelling and saying: "How can I call your mother if you speak the vernacular? You are a little rascal, don't call you in the future. Xia Yu has come, so let's call Xia Wulai!"

Unexpectedly, Xia Yu on the right front listened to the other party’s words, did not rush, and retorted with a reasonable basis: "Since you are like me, you don’t believe what people around you are very familiar with, you don’t believe it. You speak the vernacular. How can you make a stranger who you have never met before believe you and believe that what you are saying is true, instead of setting a trap and wanting the yin to be deceived?"

Qingxue on the left front was speechless by Xia Yu's rebuttal, and she said angrily, "I won't tell you, Xia Wulai", then turned her head with a pouting mouth.

And a hundred steps away, Zhang Heng heard the conversation between the two, and could not help but sigh in secret for the smartness and eloquence of the beautiful woman named Xia Yu, and couldn't help but thank her, "Thank you, Miss Xia Yu, for helping Zhang Heng wash the coward. Infamous! Miss Xia Yu is clever and witty, she is admirable for her ability to argue.

Then, Miss Xia Yu, who was praised, just said the word "a prize", and the rest of the words were interrupted by the smiling voice of the Qingxue monster on the side: "Huh, what if it's not a coward, I see this person," Even if he is not a coward, he is a flatterer."