Urban Madness

Ye Fan can see that these saddles are usually well maintained, but there are no horses around them.

Thinking about it, you can know that this old man must have liked horses very much when he was young, but later there was no code to use, but he cherished all these saddles.

At this time, the old man said calmly: "The saddles are here, if you like, you can pick a few sets at will, I will give you all!"

Ye Fan is also not polite. If he is polite, it will appear fake. These saddles are exactly what he needs now.

It's better to pick a few sets here, and later save some money for the old man himself, that is to say, I have bought all these saddles.

Soon, Ye Fan chose a few saddles.

The old man also expressed his appreciation for Ye Fan’s gaze. He laughed and said, “It seems that you are also a person who understands horses. The saddles you choose are all my favorites. These saddles are made of lion skins. , Very strong and very soft. When the horse is used, it will feel particularly good!"

Ye Fan also felt that the saddles he chose were very good.

He took out some money casually, put it in front of the old man, and said calmly: "No merit will not be rewarded. I can't ask you for these saddles in vain. If you take the money, just treat it as I buy these saddles. !"

The old man shook his head, and said generously: "I said it was for you, but I want to give it to you. I never said I would sell it to you. Although these saddles of mine are not valuable things, But I have treasured it for many years. Many people wanted to buy it before, but I have never sold it!"

The more he talked about it, the more strange it became. Ye Fan asked in confusion, "Since you don't want to sell, why do you give it to me?"

This question asked the old man’s psychology. Lao She’s wife wanted to talk about it before, but she never had a chance.

Now Ye Fan asked about this, which happened to give him a chance to speak.

The old man asked Ye Fan to sit down, and then said: "This young man, I can give you a saddle, but I need you to do me a favor. I wonder if young man can agree?"

"It's okay to help, but it depends on what you can do. I'm in a very hurry now, so why don't you tell me first!" Ye Fan also left a heart to himself. You can't help with everything and see if you can. Do it again.

Because on the Wild Continent, there are many strange people. I don't know what kind of strange request he will make, so I should listen to it first.

The old man followed up and said: "Actually, this job is very simple. I saw the young man who showed talent and full of breath. He must be a cultivator. I would like to ask everyone to help me save a person. This person is my daughter. Her name is Mu Wanluo. A few days ago, he was robbed by a group of robbers nearby!"

"People in the tribe tried to rescue her, but they all came back without success. They wounded a few people for this. The group of bandits is really hateful. They have been here all the time. Other things, that’s fine, but this time they took Wanluo away. I really can’t think of another way. I can only ask Young Xia for help. If Young Xia can rescue my daughter, these saddles I'll give it all to you, and please ask Shao Xia to do me this favor!"

When talking about this, the old man knelt down at Ye Fan's feet and kowtowed his head to request.

Ye Fan hurriedly helped him up, although he didn't want to help, because it was a waste of time, but he couldn't bear to see this old man, because his daughter was taken away by the robber, and he felt uncomfortable.

Pity the parents of the world, this sentence says nothing wrong.

Since he took his saddle and he was just a group of robbers, Ye Fan nodded and agreed after thinking about it.

It didn't take long to solve a group of robbers, and I also had a shadow now, and the time wasted can be retrieved again, there is no problem.

He said arrogantly: "I can help you with this busy schedule. Tell me now, where are the robbers? I will go over and rescue your daughter now!"

The old man hurriedly got up, took out a map, pointed to a mountain col and said: "They are here. There are dozens of people. They have been rampant here for more than ten years. Our tribe was bullied by them and could not develop at all. We want to give up here and live elsewhere, but this is our home, where can we go?"

"Before, we also found a few cultivators, but those cultivators are not the opponents of this group of bandits. The leader of the bandit is called a little blood, and he is a particularly powerful person. I heard other cultivators say that he is currently cultivating. The level is in the late Jindan stage. Although I don't understand these cultivation things, I think it should be particularly powerful!"

"This young man, you must also be careful. If you can't save it, then forget it. Don't let the young man make any mistakes, otherwise I will feel sorry for it!"

Ye Fan laughed and said disdainfully: "If there are really powerful people, I will be very happy, but so far, I have not been able to find such a person, but it is only in the late Jindan stage, I will go and see it first. Just look at it and say it again!"

People in the tribe knew that Ye Fan wanted to help the old man to rescue his daughter, and they all came to the wooden house one after another.

Everyone has been sending Ye Fan out of the tribe, telling Ye Fan to be careful all the way.

Ye Fan found it particularly ridiculous. These people might not know their own strength, or they might have been scared by the group of bandits.

No wonder they would be like this. After all, robbers are the most hated profession on the Wild Continent. In order to survive, these people robbed everything, even killing people without blinking. Many people died at the hands of robbers.

Since I came to the wild continent, I don't know how many robbers have been killed, but they still can't kill them.

It's better to set a goal for yourself, and see the robbers killed directly in the future, and see how many people dare to be robbers.

Soon, Ye Fan came between that mountain col. Looking from a distance, the mountain col was still brightly lit. In addition to a big cottage, there were many levels and offensives.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Ye Fan shook his head helplessly.

This group of bandits has been here for many years, and they have obviously developed this place into a tribe.

With so many defensive offensives, it is almost as if he were the emperor of the earth.

Ye Fan swaggered, before arriving at the gate of the village, facing a few small bandits with weapons above, said calmly: "Open the door to me, you bandits!"